As the empress who breaks off her engagement at the beginning, I choose the evil little black lotus.

"You've become prettier!"

In the memory fragments, Shen Xiaoxue stared at Su Yan's face and commented like this.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Gu Nanyi thought.

She also discovered that perhaps cultivating immortality can really change a person.

After returning from Little Kunlun, Su Yan's whole person was obviously much more tender.

Just like the dead leaves of autumn, they turn back into the new shoots of spring.

His skin is like jade, his hair is like ink, and he looks forward to the flight of the gods.

And this is not the most deadly.

Beauty is in the bones but not in the skin.

Cultivation of immortality also brought him that kind of cool, refined, and inviolable temperament.

Like the snow on the mountains, clear the clouds.

Just, I really want to be bullied.

However, as a result, Gu Nanyi became even more nervous.

Because she could only watch and couldn't do anything.

"Go away, bad woman! He said it's over for you, do you hear that?"

What I saw was that someone had no intention of letting go of her husband.

Gu Nanyi felt like an ant on the hot pot.

Obviously, this was never the case when watching dreams before.

At that time, she could still maintain a relatively calm state of mind, telling herself that all this was in the past.

This may be because she is separated from Su Yan and her future is uncertain, so her mood has also changed.

"Why are you so crazy?" Su Yan clenched his fists and asked expressionlessly.

What happened next made Gu Nanyi explode.

"Well……"

Then he saw her, with a pair of jade arms, restraining Su Yan, and then she bit his mouth directly.

That's right, different from the tenderness in the past, it was really chewing!
At this time, she was like a ferocious beast that wanted to devour the person in front of her.

After the lips, then the neck, then the shoulders...

When this crazy ferocious beast is finally willing to let go of its prey.

Gu Nanyi saw that Su Yan's face was pale and he covered his lips with his hands. Blood was constantly leaking out between his fingers.

"You bastard!" Gu Nanyi felt that she was already torn apart.

However, the culprit over there looked like he was even more cracked than she was.

"Su Yan, you have no heart..."

"You are a heartless person..."

"you have not……"

……

The figure in red left Su Yan, who was covered in blood, and headed south.

At the same time, Shen Xiaoxue and Gu Nanyi in later generations heard her thoughts.

"Let's go!"

"If I don't leave, I won't be able to help it. I won't be able to help myself and die with this heartless person!"

……

"Hehehe."

Listening to the receding accusations in the air, and feeling the waves of malice coming from heaven and earth, Su Yan smiled.

I couldn't tell whether the laughter was joyful or sad.

For three hundred years, love and hate are like knives, engraved in the bones.

In the end, he was only given these few dry laughs.

In the end, Su Yan did not look back to the south, but instead focused his gaze on the north.

Go north step by step.

The two of them were walking like this, one south and one north, one fast and one slow, gradually drifting away.

"That's it, it's over?"

In later generations, Shen Xiaoxue was in a daze. Like a ghost, floating behind Su Yan, but still looking back frequently.

In my heart, I am still waiting, will that me look back?
Since the love is so deep in your bones, why do you let it go so easily?

However, until Su Yan stepped into the border of the former Northern Qi Dynasty, the red figure still did not appear in the distant sky where she looked.

Shen Xiaoxue could only sigh in her heart.

She knew that any other time, if Su Yan proposed to end it, she would not agree.

But this time it's different.

She knew that everything that happened in Little Kunlun really hurt her at that time.

And none of this would have happened without the Demon Lord.

Because of the extreme anger, tangible flames seemed to be igniting in Shen Xiaoxue's invisible body.

All the faults in the past are her fault!
But this time around Xiao Kunlun, the biggest sin is definitely the Demon Lord.

"It ended so badly!"

Shen Xiaoxue thought this way as she looked at Su Yan who was wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"So, this must not be the end!"

"This had better be over!" Gu Nanyi was thinking.

She didn't want to see Su Yan bitten by this man again! No one can do it except yourself.

However, she also knew that this was impossible.

Counting the time, the past life in the memory fragments only lasted three hundred years.

Someone has not yet become emperor. If she didn't believe someone's urine quality, she could just stop it and stop pestering him.

……

After three months.

snow.

What appeared in front of Shen Xiaoxue was the boundless heavy snow.

Looking around, between the overlapping and endless dangerous peaks, no second color other than white can be seen.

Su Yan was walking on this white mountain road at this time.

Dressed in white, he blends into the heaven and earth.

For some reason, even though Shen Xiaoxue had never been here before, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Ah!" Shen Xiaoxue's heart trembled.

She remembered! She had indeed been here.

But not in reality, but in memory fragments.

That was the first memory fragment she had ever seen.

Because of this, the memory is extraordinarily deep.

This is Cangshan Muxue Tower.

Back then, when she was still a quasi-king, she was besieged by a group of martial kings.

Su Yan came to Cangshan Muxue Tower alone to ask for help.

In exchange for the favor of the ancestors of the Su family, King Wu came to the rescue.

And he could have used this favor in exchange for the opportunity to join this fourth-grade holy land.

The Fourth Grade Holy Land seems not worth mentioning now.

But when they were young, this was one of the four top Taoist traditions in Dayan.

It was a castle in the air that boys and girls like them who were born in remote areas did not dare to appear in their dreams.

At that time, if they could join a seventh- or eighth-grade holy land, they would be regarded as a glorious family member.

It was like a reincarnation, and the memory fragments brought her back here again.

At that time, waiting for Su Yan on the mountain road was an unknown King Wu in white.

Today it is Beigong Zhi.

After all these years, her white paper still seems to have never been stained by any ink.

Just like when we first met.

This is true for Su Yan in the dream.

The same is true for Shen Xiaoxue outside the dream. "Looking at her, she still looks a bit like that Northern Qi witch!" Shen Xiaoxue thought.

Perhaps, this is what comes from the heart.

Gu Nanyi, who lives next door, doesn't think Beigong Zhi looks anything like her Yan'er at all.

"Welcome the general to return to the court!"

Over there, Bei Gongzhi smiled happily at Su Yan.

"How am I still a general? I'm just a general of a defeated army." Hearing this, Su Yan smiled and shook his head.

"Alas!" The woman waved her hand in disapproval: "In my eyes, you have not lost, only one victory, and the way to the next victory."

"Ha, haha..." Su Yan blushed upon hearing this, which was particularly obvious on his now much whiter face. He couldn't help but laugh a few times: "This was a good thing to say back then."

"If you mention it now, I will become a joke."

Bei Gongzhi pulled him up Hanshan Mountain and shook his head: "What did you tell me back then?"

"If you don't think you are a joke, then no one can treat you and me as a joke, otherwise you will be slapped in the face sooner or later."

"When the Guhong Army was first established, everyone from the Shuofeng Army in Dayan to the warlords in Qi thought we were a joke. What happened to us later?"

"Slap me in the face!"

Su Yan said in his heart: "Now, I am the one who thinks I am a joke."

However, he did not say this.

Su Yan also didn't expect that even after he disappeared for a hundred years, he still had considerable influence in the northern border.

This is largely due to Beigong Paper.

Two hundred years ago, she once said: As long as I am here, the North will never forget you, the King of Zhenbei.

It sounded like a joke at the time.

Now, as the supreme elder of Cangshan Muxue Tower, the sub-sage on the other side of the mountain, and the ancestor of the northern border who may become a saint at any time.

She is indeed qualified to say this.

"You are the only one left!" Su Yan looked at the woman in front of him who had not changed much from two hundred years ago with a long look.

It was as if through her, he saw the legion he had formed two hundred years ago.

Most of the entire Gu Hong Army was buried in the Red Moon Battlefield.

The few who stayed in the north either died in battle or died of illness and old age.

Like wind and clouds dispersing.

Now, it seems that we can only glimpse a little bit of Gu Hongjun from this delicate body in front of us.

……

"Ah! I'm not good at fighting and killing. I can't help it. General, you are weaker than me. I can only be forced to carry a gun and mount a horse."

"Bah! You are the most powerful general in Guhong. Do you understand that this is just a temporary measure? I am a scholar, but I am just more interested in the art of war."

"Haha, now that you have so many powerful generals under your command, I can finally change out of my armor and wear civilian clothes again!"

"To say that I admire the general, huh! Where's the nonsense? How dare I poach her, King Shenxiao?"

"That Nalanyan is an example. If you don't seek death, you won't die. How many heads do I have! Me?"

"Why do I always follow the general every step of the way?"

"Nonsense! That's not because he dies too easily. What will he do without me?"

……

Eight hundred miles under the command of burning, fifty strings turned over the sound of the plug.

Fiery youth, beauty and blood.

Memory is like flowers in the fog. No matter how much I look for it, I can't find it.

But when I see an old friend, it's like fog disappears.

Two hundred years passed in a flash. It is equivalent to several lifetimes as a mortal.

Looking at each other a lifetime ago, I can still vividly remember our voices, faces, and smiles at that time.

"You alone are a lonely army!" Bei Gongzhi looked at him with a hint of loneliness in his eyes, but smiled sweetly and patted his shoulder: "Back then, we came to Bei from Yanjing. At that time, wasn’t there nothing but just two people?”

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Su Yan breathed out and nodded.

Therefore, it makes sense to say that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

Seeing Bei Gongzhi also made Su Yan's mood, which had been clouded recently because of that person, improve a lot.

However, his trip was not all about reminiscing about old times.

"Have you found the thing I asked you to help find?" Su Yan asked.

"Hanso chalcedony, right? There is indeed some in the mountains. I have collected some for you. It is not enough for me to continue looking for it. There should be quite a few in the mountains." Beigong said.

Su Yan shook his head and said: "No need, let me try first to see if it works."

The reason why he sent a letter to Beigongzhi to help find Hanso Chalcedony, and why he came to Cangshan Muxue Tower, was all related to cultivating immortality.

That's right, Su Yan can no longer cultivate immortality.

Not to mention, his spiritual roots have been destroyed.

Even if the spiritual roots are still there, or even have heavenly spiritual roots like the Demon King's clone, it will be difficult to cultivate after returning to the Shiyuan Realm.

The world of Shiyuan is not without spiritual energy. But the spiritual energy here cannot be used for cultivation.

The spiritual energy related to the Paradise World belongs to two kinds of substances.

However, Su Yan guessed this problem when he came back.

For this reason, he brought back a large number of spiritual stones from Little Kunlun.

Although the spiritual energy between heaven and earth cannot be absorbed, it is still possible to absorb the spiritual energy within the spirit stone.

However, Su Yan's spiritual roots were destroyed, although he could still manage to draw Qi into his body with the help of past experience and the extremely pure spiritual energy in the high-grade spiritual stone.

But compared to the past, it was like the difference between whale sucking and insect drinking.

It is equivalent to the original super fast charger, which has degenerated into a low-quality charger.

This method can only slowly replenish the true source consumed in his body.

It is almost impossible to fight in the realm of cultivation for a long time.

With his current level of cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm, once the true energy in his body is depleted, if he wants to refill it, he has to hold on to the spirit stone and stay in seclusion for more than half a year.

Who can bear this!
Wanting to improve one's cultivation to a higher level is even more wishful thinking.

However, Su Yan did not give up just yet.

The method he thought of was the Way of Waidan.

That's right, because there are no spiritual roots, it becomes very difficult to directly absorb spiritual energy from the outside world, so I can always eat it directly.

To be honest, Su Yan was prejudiced against refining the elixir and did not want to try it unless he had to.

In the world before he traveled through history, there were countless tragedies involving swallowing the Waidan. Even the emperor alone didn’t know how many people had died.

However, he is different from ordinary people after all.

On the one hand, he is already a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and on the other hand, he also has the martial arts level.

In a word, he is far more durable than ordinary people.

Moreover, now that his spiritual roots were destroyed, he had no alternative.

Even if he did not return to the Shiyuan Realm and was still in Little Kunlun, if he still wanted to cultivate immortality, he would have to take this path.

Over the past year, Su Yan has been pondering various recipes.

There were no less than thousands of discarded elixirs, but I finally got a glimpse of them.

The key to this is the Ice Soul Chalcedony.

These thoughts that passed through his mind were never expressed to his mouth, but they were systematized into the voices of his heart, ringing in the ears of Shen Xiaoxue and Gu Nanyi.

"You and I are the same." Shen Xiaoxue thought.

Just like the grass tendon that is pressed under a huge rock, even if it is out of breath, even if there is a slight gap, it will not give up and strive to grow upward.

It is precisely because of this similarity that they are attracted to each other.

"Perhaps, I don't need to worry too much about my husband's system." Gu Nanyi thought to herself.

……

In order to prevent warriors from coming and going and threatening the sect, generally high-level holy places will use the power of the terrain and mountains to set up a no-fly formation.

The two of them could only go up the mountain step by step.

Whenever he was in danger, Bei Gongzhi would subconsciously reach out to help the general who he thought was sick and weak.

This is already possible.

Even after two hundred years, the habit has not disappeared.

Shen Xiaoxue and Gu Nanyi watched the two people drifting away in the snow.

The twenty-seventh memory fragment also followed their backs and came to the end. (End of chapter)