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In the Dieyi Pavilion on Huanqiu Xianshan, Xiao Wenwen looked at Nalan Dieyi lying in the ice-cold jade coffin, and put Xue Podan into Dieyi's mouth.

The few people sitting around looked at him, although his appearance hadn't changed much, but Xiao Wendao's bloody clothes pierced everyone's eyes, and they were in a daze for a while.

"You all go out." Xiao Wenwen said lightly, the tenderness in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

Ximen Baitu patted his shoulder with his left hand, and everyone retreated outside the Dieyi Pavilion.

Midwinter has passed away, but an early snow came tonight, and the snowflakes floated profusely outside the Dieyi Pavilion, the snow light reflected Xiao Wendao's most lonely expression.

"If you and I don't meet each other, I won't owe..." Xiao Dao muttered to himself, thinking about the scene after scene.

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On that day, Shangjing's early summer was the hottest time, he was wrapped in a black robe, he didn't think about meeting anyone, nor did he think about owing anyone.

But after all, they met each other, after all, they owed each other. She was sitting in a wedding sedan chair, and he knew that this was the trick of Mrs. Nalan, and also knew that she was a victim of "sophisticated people".

In his heart, he didn't like to let the beauty cry.

He bent down, opened the big red car curtain, and embraced her in his arms. Her body was very light, like the southern girl in his impression.

She is smiling, she is shy, she is like a quail, a well-behaved quail.

Later, Xiao Wenwen found out that she was a young man from the "Baihualou" in Shangjing Fireworks and Willow Lane, but it was just Mrs. Nalan's perfunctory treatment of him and the Xiao family.

Heroes are buried in the loess, but lovers are not seen.

He grew up in the Injustice Mountain since he was a child, and he knew since he was a child that the "beautiful man" who accompanied Xiao Qishan was definitely not a benevolent man.

The only prince of the Frozen City, he knows that his father walks on thin ice in the Frozen City. He has understood the emperor's art of controlling people since he was a child.He is the eldest son of the Xiao family, and also a pawn of Xiao Qishan, a pawn for "settling down and living".

But he is also proud and arrogant, and his heart is full of beautiful rivers and mountains. He doesn't pay attention to Nalan Jiangfu, nor Tianwu Renhuang.

Mrs. Nalan sent the young man from the brothel to his arms.

Then, he will let her step on the head of General Nalan's mansion, whether he loves her or not, she is his woman.

But love, who would have thought, would start with a bowl of green porridge and half a plate of pickles.

She was a new wife, she ignored Mei'e, she knew that his husband was Wu Zun's grandnephew, but she still lived in a snow hut with half a coin in her pocket.

He saw her love and also her arrogance, which came from him.

Same bed, different dreams.

He was timid, he knew that he was Xiao Qishan's pawn, a difficult pawn, he knew that he still loved very little, so he didn't get entangled, and didn't ruin him.

She still smiled, and never asked him where he was going, nor the wine he drank there, she was as quiet as a quail, a pleasing quail.

But she was like a thorn, a thorn in his heart that could no longer be pulled out, stabbing at the bottom of his heart.

It was on that day, when there were hundreds of thousands of people in the Yao Kingdom, the two races competed.

On that day, Xiao Tang met and drank for a long time.

On that day, he was also angry, because of her, and cut off "Tang Zhan"'s right arm in a fit of anger.

He was thinking, thinking that the glass of wine was still hot, and also wondering whether she had met Tang Shaoshui, a dandy in bright clothes, in Fireworks and Willow Lane, and had tried to flatter him.

Seeing her beautiful and frowning slightly, she shook her head and did not want him to make enemies with others.

The thorn in his heart pricked hundreds of times in his heart, and there was pride in his heart, as well as endless love.

This is a road of no return, a road of no return that he can't turn back, and he can't bear to turn back.

He swears in his heart that his woman is a "fly" and will be pampered like a butterfly.

Until now, he still remembered that Tang Shuishui was carrying a white lantern, and he still remembered that the light of that white lantern made her face paler.

At that moment, he felt regret in his heart. He shouldn't let her worry about it, and shouldn't make her wait for a long time.

Husband!

These two words were branded in his heart. He knew that he had met the best woman in the world, and his heart fell.

He laughed at himself, he is an ordinary person, he is also a trafficker, he doesn't want to cultivate immortality, he doesn't want to.

But Yi Mubai secretly whispered in her ear that if they stay together for a long time, they will practice immortality.

At that time, he knew Yi Mubai's intentions, and also knew that this was his relationship, and also the relationship between the two of them.

How far Shang Jing is from Huanqiu Xianshan, he has calculated in his heart.

Lovesickness is fruitless, lovesickness is innocent.

Forty-six thousand one hundred and seventy nine miles, this is the distance from Shangjing to Huanqiu Xianshan.

Ever since she went from the west gate of Shangjing to Huanqiu Xianshan to practice Taoism, she had already prepared in her heart for "a narrow escape".

From the perspective of the sky, she confessed in front of the statue of the Taoist ancestor.He knows her thoughts and her determination.

But since she left Shangjing and Xuelu, he only knew about the so-called lovesickness.

One dream is terminally ill, one dream turns back and forth.

Ha, Dugu Jingtian launched a rebellion at that time, he knew that the opportunity to go to Huanqiu Xianshan had come.

He misses Dugu Hanhan, the only disciple, but he misses her even more in his heart.

He did not hesitate to go around half of Tianwu in Kyushu. When he saw Huanqiu Xianshan, he felt a strange feeling of "cat scratching" in his heart.

Tang Shaoshui said that the feeling was the turmoil of a young girl's Huaichun, and a young man's spring dream without a trace.

He remembered Tang Shuishui's sinister smile, and he also remembered Lu Zhan's sneer, but he knew that it wasn't the feeling of being in love, it was lovesickness, a sour lovesickness.

Just when the two eyes met, he didn't care about the sideways glances of thousands of people, and ignored her coquettishness. When he asked her, the sadness in his heart finally faded away.

He secretly sniffed the smell of her hair, when he hugged her delicate body.He can no longer tolerate anyone, nor any blasphemy.

Other people's blasphemy is unthinkable, he knows she is right behind him.

If the body is not tall enough, how to be a man, how to let her not be wronged for the rest of her life, there can be no grievances at all.

Self-cultivation, family harmony, state governance, and world peace.

This is not his mind, nor his pattern, what he wants is to stay together forever, what he wants is the eternal immortal way.

The world was pacified, but in just two months, the world of the demon country was pacified.

In the bottom of his heart, he is considered a man, but he can't be a man who dominates the world, a man who always wields a murderous sword.

Whether it's laughing and cursing, or arrogant, he can't tolerate even a trace of her grievance in his heart.

He can bear the eternal infamy, and he is willing to bear the infamy for thousands of years. He just doesn't want her to have the slightest grievance, but he just doesn't want to.

To practice the Tao, one must build the Great Way, which can move mountains, overturn seas, suppress souls, subdue demons, enshrine gods, kill immortals, pluck stars, break seas, destroy the heavens and worlds, and can also seal the sky and cover the sky.

This is his way, with the nine gods of heaven and earth as his way, her as his life, and her as his soul.

If one day she gets tired of practicing swords, she will be like an ordinary farmer, planting a few fields and raising a few chickens and ducks.

As for cultivating the Tao, he does not stop for a day.

To cultivate immortals, one has to enter the world to know the human heart and immortal heart.

After a few years in a hurry, he has been a doctor who can help the world by hanging pots, and he has also got rid of bullies and hooligans. He knows in his heart that what she likes is him like this.

She was in Huanqiu Xianshan, and he had been in the world for a few years, and his Taoism was superb, but his heart was still full of lovesickness.

Join the WTO and be born.

When he saw her again in Huanqiu Xianshan, the joy in his heart was still the same as before.

The sweetheart is by his side, so he must love him endlessly.

When Daluo Xianshan and Kunlun Xianshan were willing to entrust the treasure of Zhenzong to him, he knew that the "secret realm of Tianjian" would be close to death.

Nine deaths, what fear!

He thought about her safety, even the ghost land, he was not afraid at all.

His love is the hottest, hottest, and unique love in the world.

There is no time to cultivate immortality, and the immortal pulse arises.

Stepping into the abandoned capital, crossing the demon clan, entering Luobo Mountain, and visiting Diqiu a few times, her palms were burning like coals, but his heart was hotter than the scorching sun and nine suns.

Entering the immortal vein is the heavens and other worlds.

Although she has gone through hardships and hardships, when she sees him, she always smiles slightly, holding her palm in his.

But in Yehu Mountain, I met Wu Daozi and Ban Que's crooked poem.

A fool laughs at a fool, and a smile blossoms.A fool is accompanied by a fool, and a fool sees people.

He doesn't believe in fate, he doesn't believe in divination, and he doesn't believe in fate.

The arrogance in his heart even ridiculed that person, and now the remorse in his heart is like a sinking boat in the ocean.

A moment of courage, a moment of courage.

Huangfu Fengya's life should not be lost in his hands, nor should he be pretentious.

Luoxue was silent, but only Xue could hear Xiao Wenwen's lovesickness and roar in his heart.

Xue buried half of Xiao Wendao's body, and listened to his words from the bottom of his heart.

He closed the lid of the ice jade coffin, covering Nalan Dieyi's face and the faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

Bai Xue reflected his bloody clothes, Xiao Wenwen stood in the heavy snow, letting the snow fall on top of his head.

"Don't worry, I will always be with Dieyi, waiting for you to come back." Said Banxia, ​​stepping into the Dieyi Pavilion.

This step is countless years.

Not far away, two people also dressed in red came to Xiao Wendao's body.

Nalan Chanyi's mouth was stained with blood, and the clothes on his body were stained with blood. He said with a faint smile, "I was sentenced to be a teacher, and the master stabbed me a few times."

The person next to her was a Yiren girl from E Peak in Xiling, she also smiled lightly and said: "I was expelled from E Peak to repay Yidan's kindness."

Xiao asked the two of them with his eyes, and said: "It's cold and the road is far away, add an extra coat."

Both of them nodded, they saw Banxia sitting cross-legged in front of Nalan Dieyi's jade coffin, Xiao asked for one last look, and went down the Immortal Hill.

In the Buddhist sect, Xiao asked to leave Yi Ren in the Buddhist sect, and asked Nalan Chanyi to teach him the way of swordsmanship.

After Xiao Wenwen finished his explanation, he left the empty door.

"Where are you going?" Nalan Chanyi asked.

Xiao asked without turning his head and said: "Repaying kindness and revenge is the only thing to do."

"The elixir or fairy art for bringing the dead back to life is not in the Nine Provinces Continent." The little black dragon Chunchun said, stretching his waist and going to the house.

Everyone listened to the words of the little black dragon Chunchun, and watched the spring willow sprouting in the snowy morning.

Nalan Chanyi fixedly glanced at Xiao Wenwen's direction, chanting a few words in her heart!

When you go back to the mountain, you don't see you looking back, and you leave horse marks when you step on the snow.

Strong wine under the spring breeze of peaches and plums, and the night rain has a return lamp.