Fairy Bone Order

Zhuo Qingtan vaguely dreamed of many years in the mortal world when she was a mortal "Yu Lan" in her previous life. All kinds of past lives were scattered, like broken lights and shadows appearing and disappearing in her mind, constantly changing and changing.

She dreamed of many fragments of the past that she experienced with Xie Yuci, who was also called "Jun Farewell" in her previous life.

They once saw the most lively temple fair with lanterns in Yanzhou Prefecture, swam in a boat in Luoshen Lake in Changchun City, Suzhou Prefecture, and had to sleep in the wilderness in the wilderness and secluded forests, and then they were in a state of embarrassment. Smile.

They have been to the north to see the knee-high snow, to the south to see the winter jasmine blooming in early spring, to the west to see the Crescent Bay on the Gobi Desert, and to the east to look at the endless East China Sea.

They have held umbrellas together, been in the rain together, and spent countless "white heads" in the snow together.

When Zhuo Qingtan woke up, he still had chaotic past life memories in his mind, those rare and relaxing mortal pasts that belonged to the former fairy beast "Junbie" and mortal "Yu Lan".

She suddenly remembered a mortal poem she once read when she was a mortal Zhuo Qingtan in this life:
Suddenly there is an old man's heart, looking back at the mountains and rivers, it is already autumn,
The two places of lovesickness are drenched in the same snow, and this life is considered to be a total of whiteheads.

In this way, she used her identity as "Yu Lan" in her previous life to live with "Jun Farewell", right?

She lay quietly on the collapsed bed for a long time before she finally came back to her senses, slowly supported her body with her arms, and sat up.

Then the next moment, she felt someone lightly touch her hand.

Had to?
Jiuchongtian governs the three realms of the common people, and the Holy Emperor is the supreme god in the entire three realms, second only to the Heavenly Emperor, the Holy God, and the Sun Zhuzun.

Zhuo Qingtan waited silently for her to finish writing, then said slowly:
"Wan Qing, what happened back then, there are all kinds of complicated and unspeakable reasons, I have no choice but to let you down like this."

Besides, Dijun, your apology seems to be too late. Now that I am at ease in the mortal world, there is no need for your apology.

At that time, time was running out, and she was already supporting herself at that time, so she had to deal with her first, so that Emperor Zun had nothing to say.

It turned out that it wasn't Xie Yuci, but Wan Qing.

Also, since the layer of "window paper" between them has been pierced, and she is also a person who knows all about her past, why should they deceive themselves and others?

"I thank you for telling me today that they have returned to Xianmen, and I also want to thank you for waiting for him all these years, and I also want to thank you for rushing to him as soon as he woke up... Unaccompanied and alone, he wakes up in the afterlife of more than [-] years."

Zhuo Qingtan turned her head to look at Wan Qing, even though her eyes were covered with a long black scarf, covering most of the expression on her face, Wan Qing could see that her lips were not covered by the scarf Corner, always with a gentle smile.

In the first half of her life, Wan Qing never left Xianshan Daiyu, nor did she go to Jiuchongtian, but she recorded her name in Zhuozhi Immortal Palace in the west pole of Jiuchongtian for 200 years.

She moved slightly, turned her head and asked softly, "Yu Ci?"

Wan Qing paused, looked up at her calmly, then frowned and wrote in her palm:

Wan Qing cracked the corners of her mouth mockingly, she was quiet for a while, and finally wrote in her palm:
"I have a close relationship with the Lord, and if you deal with the Lord, you are dealing with me, so it is not considered an accidental injury.

Wan Qing was silent for a moment, and continued to write: "Wan Qing signed a blood contract with the Lord for ten thousand years, and has already decided to follow him through life and death, and will never betray him. He should not be thanked by others."

He was finally "willing" to let go of those missing immortal disciples.

Zhuo Qingtan's head drooped slightly, she leaned towards Wan Qing's direction, and suddenly said very softly:
"I have never had the opportunity to apologize to you face to face. In the past, Emperor Zun and I accidentally injured you. I am really sorry for you."

Zhuo Qingtan paused slightly, she subconsciously turned her head to the side of the bed, her ears moved very lightly, but she didn't hear anything.

After hearing her finish, Wan Qing just smiled lightly, then shook her head slightly mockingly.

She nodded slightly, and asked again: "Wan Qing, where is my resignation?"

Zhuo Qingtan was slightly taken aback, and then smiled helplessly.

She sighed softly: "Wan Qing, thank you very much."

The disciples who want to come to Duanxu Palace can also go home.

Zhuo Qingtan shook his head lightly with a smile, then said softly:

Zhuo Qingtan didn't know why, but felt a little lost in his heart.

The man was silent for a moment, and a moment later wrote a word on her palm.

Take a look at this year, it can be regarded as the "little girl" she watched growing up.

Ever since she came out of Sufenggu's secret realm, she guessed that the missing disciples of the immortal sect were all kidnapped by Xie Yuci, so she never worried about what happened to them.

Wan Qing brought Ling Rong to sense his power in the world for the first time, and appeared by his side in time, which must have comforted his mind a little.

Whether it was facing this mortal body derived from a quarter of the divine power, or the sad state of mind that woke up from a big dream and fell asleep for nearly ten thousand years.

"green."

"You don't need to thank me, I never spoke for those disciples of the immortal sect. It's all up to the lord to decide on their own."

But for some reason, at this moment, she suddenly wanted to take a serious look at her.

Wan Qing silently wrote on her palm:
"——My lord releases the disciples of the immortal sect today, and I have to go to the East China Sea, and I will return later."

I should not be thanked by others.

Did he go to the East China Sea?
Wan Qing paused slightly, and she noticed that Zhuo Qingtan no longer called her "girl" in a distant and polite manner, nor did she ever call her "Miss Wan Qing", but just "Wan Qing".

But now that Xie Yuci finally decided to let them go back to their respective fairy gates, she still felt very relieved in her heart.

And it was the only time in her life that she went to heaven, and she encountered such a situation and ending
"Wan Qing."

If it wasn't for Wan Qing writing in her palm, she wouldn't be able to sense the presence of a second person around her at all.

Thanks to "others"...

Wan Qing is the master, why should he be afraid of death?Even if he ended up in the end of the fairy spirit, was beaten back to his original form by the emperor, and demoted to the mortal world, he never regretted it. "

When Xie Yuci had just broken through the barrier of Juntian Cliff's secret realm that day, he probably didn't feel well either.

If in the past years she hadn't taken the first step to send Wan Qing down, beat her back to her original form, and relegated her to the mortal world, she wanted to use Emperor Zun's fear of Xie Yuci to prevent Wan Qing from finding Xie Yuci later and telling him about his past, Bringing hidden dangers to the safety of the Three Realms will definitely not spare the life of a person who knows her.

Zhuo Qingtan sighed lightly.

What can she do?
It's just that I can't bear to give up my flawless reputation as the Holy Emperor!

Wan Qingzin smiled indifferently, and wrote again in Zhuo Qingtan's palm:
"The emperor has all kinds of 'last resort', and we deserve to suffer for the righteousness in the emperor's heart."

At this time, she was so angry that she couldn't control the strength of her hand for a while, and her long nails accidentally drew several red marks on Zhuo Qingtan's palm, but Zhuo Qingtan didn't have any superfluous reactions or expressions.

Her six senses are almost non-existent, and this imperceptible pain is almost insignificant to her.

But Zhuo Qingtan shrank her fingers subconsciously after Wan Qing finished writing this sentence, and her heart... suddenly felt an uncontrollable throbbing pain for no reason.