Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

'Adjust the breathing rhythm' actually refers to doing exercises for me in unison according to the beat given by the school leader, 'one two, one two, one two'!

Little girl Qiqi did not doubt that he was there. Listening to Nuo Yan's words, she adjusted her breathing rhythm and repeated the first exercise of the Colorful Sunshine for several weeks.

"one."

"two."

"One two, one two, one two..."

Today is the second day of the new year.

From New Year's Eve to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it can actually be counted as the New Year.

The air is fresh and clean in the morning, and the sun is shining and warm, which is the best time of the day.

It's the early morning twilight, and an old rice dumpling and a young rice dumpling are seriously doing morning exercises in Liyue Square. This scene can be considered harmonious and interesting.

It's time to exercise in the morning and do morning exercises.

This is an essential link in Qing Nuoyan's "Happy and Heartless Life Plan". You must live seriously and treat the little things in life seriously.

This is what Yiyan taught Qiqi.

Ying dragged her cheeks and sat on a bench not far away, staring at the old and young rice dumplings bored.

Paimon looked at it very seriously, she put her waist down, and muttered indignantly: "Damn bad guy, with such magical skills, he didn't pass it on to Paimeng! It must be because he is afraid of Paimeng's extraordinary talent, and he is afraid of it." Paimon's talent!"

She widened her eyeballs and pricked up her ears, eavesdropping carefully, trying to learn a few tricks from it.

Stupid Paimon actually took it seriously.

Ying shook her head helplessly.

she is slightly

The young man was wearing a thin shirt, stuck to his collarbone due to sweat, his slender long hair was also wet, his fair skin was facing the bright morning light, his eyes were as moist as ink, and his awe-inspiring temperament...

This old zongzi, after being reborn, seems to look even better?

Ying suddenly realized this fact.

Is it because his body is made of jade on Cape Oath...?

Coincidentally, the morning exercises over there were also over, Nuo Yan turned around and met Ying's gaze.

The auricles are slightly red.

She shook her head, put aside the messy thoughts in her head, stood up, picked up the towels she had always carried, one big and one small, handed the big one to Nuo Yan, and the small towel to Nuo Yan. seven seven.

She warned the boy, chattering endlessly: "Wipe your hair clean, don't catch a cold... It's time for breakfast in a while."

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Note 1: The element of the original floating house is Lei..

Note 2: The original book of the Fairy and Demon War did not give a specific time, so Sigu set it as 100 years after the Demon God War.

Note 3: Wow, Omicron, I'm not finished with you!

Volume 75: Chapter 2.5 I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus wine (Chapter [-])

[Remaining life: one year]

A thin layer of snow has accumulated on the window sill, and the shallow snow line flows along the bluestone wall to the window lattice. The spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu, and it is another new year.

For the people of Liyue, this is the new year of saying goodbye to the old and ushering in the new. The year is over and there is a new year, full of expectations and hopes, but for Fushe, this is just the last year.

When was the last time you celebrated Chinese New Year?

Fu She still remembered that it was with her junior sister.

Was it four years ago...

Fu She stared at Xiaoxue on the window lattice, a little lost in thought.

He looks very young, and his body looks very healthy. He doesn't cough or feel tired, and he looks like a young man. After all, his life span of nearly 70 years has been compressed into just a few years.

"Big brother."

Call softly.

Fu She raised her eyes, Ying Da was wearing a light red skirt and a pure white scarf, holding a plain white catkin in front of her lips, exhaling moist heat, "Happy New Year."

"New Year..." he said, "Happy."

The hot wine burning on the stove was filled with a faint aroma of wine, and thick mist evaporated. Fu She poured a cup full of hot wine and drank it all in one gulp. The smell of wine filled his stomach and his body warmed up.

"This wine tastes good." Fu She praised. "When it becomes clear again."

"Brother's drinking capacity is still so good." Younger sister Yingda expressed her admiration. The wine that Fushe drank was not ordinary wine, but the immortal wine brewed by the immortal family. It is called "immortal drunk", as the name suggests, it is immortal Can get drunk.

Ordinary warriors would be so drunk that they would pass out as soon as they swallowed a drop.

The eldest brother has not changed from before, and his drinking capacity is as good as when he was a teenager. Yingda is very happy with this discovery.

Or rather, peace of mind.

His pupils are still as energetic as in his prime, and his purple-colored pupils are as clear as a clear pool in the midst of spring, his breath is calm and regular, and his heart beats powerfully - all this shows that he is in good health.

After all, the lifespan of human beings is not comparable to that of immortals and beasts, but the eldest brother has lived younger and younger in the past few years. The world often says "the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow", but the elder brother is the other way around, the older he is, the more vigorous he is.

Every year I come to see my eldest brother, my eldest brother always looks like this.

"Big brother."

Just in case, she still asked: "How is your body feeling recently...?"

"Very good."

Fu She knocked on the table and made a sound, and he joked proudly and proudly: "I can live for hundreds of years—maybe I will live longer than you, and you will go before me, haha, to Then I will burn paper money for you."

When he said this, his eyes were serious.

Hearing this, the little girl Yingda didn't agree anymore, she was inexplicably determined to win or lose, and she also learned how to joke around, so she muttered: "Smelly old man, Yingda will burn paper money for you in the future, right?"

"Then you should burn more."

Fu She laughed and said: "I can use the money to buy shochu."

"If you know how to drink, then Yingda will burn it for you."

"If you don't give me money, I will turn into a ghost and come to you in a dream!"

He also used words to scare children to scare himself. When Yingda was a child, he was often threatened by the stinky elder brother with such words, such as "You are picky eaters and I am so mad that I will come to you as a ghost"...

At that time, she was so frightened that she burst into tears, so she had to eat properly.

Still using this lie.

"I don't care about you. There will be fireworks in Liyue Port soon, and Yingda has to leave first."

The little girl Yingda stood up, patted her skirt, and before going out, she made a face at Fushe, "Brother, you really don't want to go down the mountain... let's celebrate together..."

"I'm in retreat. Do you understand the retreat?" Fu She knocked on the edge of the table and made a sound, "You are not allowed to go down the mountain during the retreat."

"You've been in seclusion for several years. It's time to go out and relax."

Yingda said helplessly, but she didn't say much.

After all, the concept of time in immortals is different from that of ordinary people. A few years is not a long time. Hundreds of years have passed, and a few years are only a few moments. It is normal to practice immortality and retreat for a few years .

Big brother and such a young and handsome guy, no problem.

"As long as you can visit me every month." Fu She said with a smile, "Then I will be very satisfied."

"Then I'll come and play with Big Brother next month."

She waved her hand, stepped briskly on the soft snow, and left almost bouncing away.

The firewood in the stove was crackling, and the snow had been falling for a long time.

Fu She closed his eyes slightly, and only opened them slowly after Ying Da left completely.

Deep in the clear eyes, there is darkness.

Or rather, tyranny.

【Nuo Fu (Yingda)】

[Remnants of karma: one-tenth]

Over the years, after performing Nuoba every other month, there are always such sequelae.

And this residual karma can never be removed.

And once there is residue, it will be resurrected one day, which can be said to be an endless wildfire.

It may never be possible to eliminate.

"call..."

call.

The slender index finger brushed across the cheek and slid down the side of the face, the nails were deeply embedded in the skin, drawing thin bloodstains... The pain can make Fu She wake up.

He drank another bowl of wine, one bowl after another, the strength of the wine surged, his vision gradually blurred, and his mind was not very clear.

But only when he was drunk, he could not hear those voices in his ears.

Crying, roaring, roaring, children's screams, women's wailing... Countless heavy voices converge into countless low voices. If you close your eyes, you can see a mountain of corpses, a sea of ​​blood, and a forest of bones. , The nose is full of stench of blood.

Countless remnant souls of demon gods whispered his name, 'Floating She', 'Floating She', 'Floating She'.

Fu She wants to cut off the ears, gouges out the eyes, wants to cut off the nose...

But he didn't do anything. He didn't want to worry the younger generation. When faced with life's suffering, many adults are like this.

...The only thing he can do is to swallow glass after glass of wine in the dead of night, and use the wine to drown out the growing emotions.

The night is already deep.

The crescent moon is like a picture, the pure white moonlight covers the vast snow field, the snow color and moonlight are integrated into one, so that people can't see the trace.

Just drinking alone is bound to be boring.

"Morax."

Fu She suddenly said, I don't know where he was talking to, he was slightly drunk, he said: "Are you here?"

Morakes, the god of Liyue Harbor, controls the power of the rock, and is the oldest god among the Seven Reigns of the Earthly World. Even the master of Fushe, Liuyun Borrowing the Wind, has to be called "the old rock king" Lord Emperor'.

Liyue can call the rock god's real name so carelessly, probably only Fushe.

"This state."

Emperor Yanwang lowered his golden eyes and stared at Fushe. After a while, he said slowly: "...How long has it been going on?"

Fu She is an orthodox member of the immortal family, and he cultivates the righteous way, but at this moment, his aura doesn't have half of the immortal family temperament to speak of.

Crimson blood slid down his cheeks, his purple eyes were chaotic and cloudy, and he exhaled a heavy evil spirit between his teeth, tyrannical, crazy, and evil. At this time, Fu She said he was a fairy, but he was more like an evil god.

"four years ago."

he said softly.

This is the first time that Fu She has confessed to others.

It can't be said to be frank, it can't be concealed, ordinary immortal Fushe has the confidence to cover up the past, but it is very difficult for the emperor.

He has already noticed something strange, so it's better to be honest.

silence.

There was a long, long silence.

"You've been hiding it."

Dijun lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast deep shadows on his eyes. He seemed to think of something. After a while, he said:

"Did you do the same in the Demon God War 100 years ago...?