female fairy Yan Qingqiu

From Chapter 87 ([-])

"I don't care if there are golden statues to enshrine. You have destroyed so many temples, and it doesn't have any effect on me.

It's just that the heavenly warrant was passed on to me, your goal has been achieved, and I'm here.

But I'm not as angry as they think, and I don't intend to do anything to punish you. "

After finishing speaking, he took out the imperial order in his sleeve and threw it at the top of Gu Nanning's head.

"If you want to ask the reason, I can only say...Liu Wenwen loved you, and she doesn't want to hurt you for this reason."

The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and thanked: "Thank you fairy."

Yan Qingqiu turned his eyes sharply: "But that doesn't mean I won't punish you, Gu Nanning, you are so ruthless and rebellious! Your blessings and virtues have been eliminated, and you will be punished by five punishments.

This immortal punishes you... In this life, with a sick and weak body, I have devoted myself to planning for the well-being of the people of the rest of the country, and peace and war will lead to a prosperous world."

After finishing speaking, the token floating on Gu Nanning's head flashed brightly and fell into his body.

Although this man has done those cruel, disrespectful and heinous things to his own spirit, it cannot be denied that he managed the troubled times properly, and the people were able to settle down under the huge turmoil, and the sea and rivers were peaceful.

Instead of being obsessed with making him pay for the past, it is better to hope that he can create a prosperous world and create a peaceful world where everyone lives and works in peace and contentment.

"Is that all?" The man was still kneeling on the ground, his expression was a little dull, and he couldn't believe that his punishment was such a joke.

Yan Qingqiu narrowed his eyes, looked at the man kneeling on the ground, and felt a little funny for a moment, she knew that this man was trying to make amends with this, and life or death was no longer important to him.

Yan Qingqiu didn't have the heart to talk to this stupid man any more, he turned around and wanted to walk away.

The man saw that Yan Qingqiu was about to leave, so he hurriedly shouted to persuade him to stay, Yan Qingqiu stopped and looked sideways: "What else?"

Gu Nanning stood up tremblingly, his legs were paralyzed due to bending his knees for too long, he staggered and almost fell.

He made a solemn obeisance to Yan Qingqiu, his words were dignified, and when he said his final farewell, he was choked up speechless, not knowing what to say, and could only stare helplessly at the afterimages that disappeared.

Staggering, step by step towards the disappearing place, aftertaste of the fragrance that has not dissipated, he folded his arms in a hug, as if in the air, the original owner of the smell is in his arms.

Gu Nanning took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes and recalled the ethereal and illusory feeling, as if he had found the feeling that made him intoxicated again, his heart was beating violently, as if he heard the familiar voice echoing in his ears again:

"Gu Nanning, will you marry me?"

"Didn't it be agreed? You are my only queen, and Gu Nanning will definitely live up to you in this life!"

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"The king of the word truth doesn't care at all?"

"The truth? The truth is that you are jealous of Concubine Zhen and have repeatedly framed you, so what is there to argue about?"

"Your Majesty no longer trusts your concubines as husband and wife, and your concubines have nothing to say. If you insist on punishing them, it's okay to put them in the cold palace."

"Okay! From now on, the queen will be confined to the cold palace and claustrophobic."

The past is closely linked, the old things are woven in every detail, the sad pen and happy ink dots are painted, and the small dreams of the flow are talked about on paper.

Gu Nanning didn't come back to his senses until his arms swept across the void, everything was over...

When Yan Qingqiu reappeared, she was already thousands of miles away in Zhongzhou, and she had no reason to return to the land of ascension.

Looking at the once-familiar vegetation and landscapes, things are different now, and the remote and small Guanyu has also become magnificent due to his ascension.

Even in the middle of the night, there are many pilgrims offering incense. The statue in the temple is not her, and there is no trace of her existence in the whole temple.

Flying to the back mountain, it was buried by her own hands, so she naturally knew where it was buried. She burned paper and incense in front of her master's grave, chattering endlessly while holding the flying paper money.

She said a lot in front of the old man's grave, perhaps because she knew that the other party would not be able to hear her, nor would she be able to respond to her, so she spoke recklessly, telling her secrets one by one in front of her master.

Before leaving, he left behind the old man's favorite wine.

Perhaps due to the influence of Gu Nanning and Fenling, she unexpectedly flew to the Suiying Palace, and when she regained her senses, she was already floating above the capital.

With beautiful eyes and clear pupils, Yan Qingqiu raised his hand and tapped his head, his apricot lips parted slightly: "I really lost my mind and went insane. The 400-year-old photo is already dead."

In the hundred years since her ascension, she has never looked back, and it is quite moving to see the ever-changing capital.

For 400 years, the Suiying Dynasty is still prosperous and flourishing.In the deep courtyard of the palace, the story of Princess Guifeng and Emperor Sui Yingzu has long been lost in the years.

It's just that people in those days are still...

After returning to the Heaven Realm, it was still late at night, and tonight she suddenly lost interest, did not return to the Kunlun Palace, and walked alone on Yunlang Avenue.

Chi Yun went to bed early, and usually went back to Fengxi to harass Chang Ping at this time, but now she thought that even though Chang Ping didn't care about the God Wife, Le Shen always complained.

I don't want to disturb the sweet time of the newlyweds.

Looking at the high palace, the flying pavilions, the pavilions and pavilions carved with jue, listening to the waves of the blue sea, the distant and quiet white cranes walking together, wandering in the auspicious clouds and white air.

There is no reason, just a sad feeling in my heart that I don't know why, the kind of sad that I have long forgotten.

Leaning on the railing, pointing and cursing at his unbelievable spirit, how could he be so easily hurt by a man.

This made her secretly regret in her heart: "If I had known this before, I should have given him a hard lesson, and vented the grievances in my heart."

When he was talking to himself, he was called back by a clear male voice.

Looking around, I saw that the man was extremely handsome, his face was as clear as a sculpture, and his angular face was extremely handsome.On the outside, he looks even more gentle and gentle like jade, a gentleman, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not look down upon.

A head of jet-black long hair, and a pair of slender peach blossom eyes under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, full of passion, people will fall into it if they are not careful.

The tall nose and the moderately thick red lips are now swaying with a dazzling smile.

Yan Qingqiu took a closer look, and found that the person who came was Hengwen Xingjun, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Seeing that it was an old man, he was able to talk to himself to relieve boredom, and he felt a little more happy in his heart.

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"Long time no see, Hengwen Xingjun, how are you doing?"

"Fairy Lao is worried, Yuzhang is fine, you and I are old friends, but there is no need to be so polite, just call Yuzhang directly."

Yan Qingqiu said with a faint smile: "That's what Xi Tingzun is, and Yuzhang also calls me Qingqiu."

Yuzhang nodded: "I haven't seen Qingqiu for a few months, and his cultivation has become more and more diligent, and now he is among the fifth-class immortals."

Yan Qingqiu frowned slightly, recalling how the word "Qingqiu" sounded so awkward, and said with a wink and a smile: "I'm just joking, it's really a shame that the current cultivation base is all thanks to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."

Hengwen Xingjun smiled, with a handsome face as warm as a spring breeze: "Your Majesty's reward is well deserved. If it wasn't for Qingqiu, you propped up the island's spiritual veins in time. Nanzhou has already sunk into the deep sea. Tens of thousands of creatures on the island And all of them drowned."

Hengwen Xingjun's praise made Yan Qingqiu feel a little embarrassed, with a shy expression on his face: "Where are you going?"

"Just now when we came back from Wenyuan Academy, we compiled a collection of books with all the immortals, and it will be introduced to the mortal world in a few days to spread the Tao."

Hearing what he said, Yan Qingqiu thought that Hengwen Xingjun might not sleep for a few days, so he persuaded him to take care of his health.

Although their gods don't feel like ordinary people, but if they consume too much energy and immortal power, they will feel sleepy and hot like ordinary people.

They exchanged a few words in a hurry, and then they parted. Yan Qingqiu didn't stop there, and flew back to Kunlun Palace by the clouds.

At dawn, when the guards of the West Heaven Gate were handing over, a bloody fairy appeared in everyone's sight.

After seeing the familiar celestial buildings, the woman let out a sigh of relief and fell down unconscious.

After the guards checked vigilantly and confirmed it was safe, a team of people carried the dying fairy to Yaowang Cave.

(End of this chapter)