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Qing Lingyun cooked rice porridge, but there was no taste of rice, but at this time, the person who had not eaten this bowl of porridge for a few days still had a fragrance in his mouth. The high priest did not take off the mask. He just raised the mask to his mouth. Even if it was difficult, he was unwilling to take it off in front of outsiders. What is hidden under the mask?

In addition to floating life, there are eager expectations for rice porridge. In particular, the high priest could no longer care about his identity. Although the rice porridge looked very hot, he didn't care at all. Yuechen, who was still in a coma just now, slowly woke up when he smelled the smell of rice. He happened to see that Qingling was eating rice porridge in the clouds, and then gently blew it down and fed her with a spoon. Qing Lingyun put all his attention on the rice porridge in the spoon, and did not see Yuechen wake up. Yuechen closed her eyes again and enjoyed the gentle care he brought to her.

Qing Lingyun used to be the master who was taken care of. How can he take care of people? He clumsily hung one or two grains of rice on Yuechen's little face several times, but Yuechen was still very happy and happy to be taken care of by him. When Fusheng saw that they cared for each other, he suddenly thought of a plot in his heart, that is, he took the meal and fed the weak little Wei, took care of her, slowly grew old with her, and walked hand in hand in the sunset.

Human feelings are only a hundred years old, but from birth to the end, they are all trying to love each other, and they all want to hold their hands and grow old together. This kind of unswerving love is also enviable. Who says that ants are ruthless, but those bigwigs have never looked at them.

"Floating life? What are you thinking about?" Xiaowei woke him up. No one else can hear Xiaowei's voice. Only the floating life who is connected with her heart can hear it.

"Nothing?" Fusheng communicates with her with his divine consciousness. He doesn't want them to know the existence of Xiaowei when there are others. This is his weakness and the person he cares about most. He can't expose her and put her in danger, even if there is no danger here.

"Oh? You envy them again. Xiaoyi said that he was full of thoughts, and he couldn't hide his thoughts in front of her.

"Uh-huh!" Fusheng didn't hide it.

"God is also good for us. We met thousands of years ago and together thousands of years later. Although we have been together for less than a hundred years, we have experienced so many ups and downs and we still choose each other. We can still be together after the test of God. Do we still have to thank God!" Xiaowei said tenderly, and every word was full of her deep affection.

"Thank God? It didn't give me anything? In the end, I can't even protect you. If I really can't save you this time, I will break through the day and take back the fate. Fu Sheng said angrily that since he had said it, he had plans to do it.

"Do not mess around! This is my fate, because I am a descendant of Pangu. I'm willing to do this, not all for you.

If you think that you are a disciple of Nuwa, she has devoted her life to the world. Do you want to create another catastrophe? Do you have the heart to look at your master and my free sacrifice? We are all destined to be people, and we can't escape our own responsibilities. At this time, Xiaowei seemed to be no longer the selfish little fox demon. Her heart was big and she thought more. She said these words that she didn't want to go astray and learn from the Demon Lord. He is not a Demon Lord and will not have a good home like the Demon Lord. It's enough to desert once, and he won't give them the same good result again. Maybe Fusheng is relieved now, but what is waiting for him? Xiaowei didn't dare to think about it, because she was really afraid of losing him. She has nothing now and can't lose her floating life anymore.

Fu Sheng listened to her words and said nothing. After this time, they should all grow up.

A few days later, the high priest told him that he needed a body, and it was intact. Xiaowei is unwilling to condescend to enter other people's bodies. She doesn't want to touch floating life with other people's bodies. Not only can she not stand floating life but also can't accept it.

Qing Lingyun also knows a little but not all about what they have planned these days. He only knows that Xiaowei has only a trace of soul left. The high priest can save her, but he needs a body at present. As for the reason why Xiaowei has become like this, he doesn't know where it is now.

Floating life and the high priest are discussing the issue of the body. At this time, Qing Lingyun slowly got up and poured himself a cup of so-called tea brewed by unknown rotten tea. Drinking a big sip is not like drinking tea at all, but like drinking. If there is wine now, he will drink it all in one gulp. He is very excited to suppress the waves in his heart in this way. Then put down the empty teacup as if he had made a big decision and said to them.

"I can provide a body to Xiaowei, and she will be satisfied."

Everyone looked at him together and didn't understand what he wanted to say? Only Yuechen here understands what he wants to do? Yue Chen looked at him with water in his eyes, and the emotion in his heart turned into crystal tears and fell down.

When he saw that everyone was confused, he added:

"Tianli is like a little god. I think I deserve Xiaowei." After saying this, Qing Lingyun seemed to have been hollowed out. He wanted to resurrect his Tianli. However, it is hard to know that he has Yuechen now, so he will be responsible for this little girl. Qing Lingyun knows that he is not worthy of Tianli now. This is also good enough to help them. It can also bring Tianli back to life in another way.

"Brother Yun?" Yuechen still looks at him with good eyes. What does this mean? Did he give up? Can he really put it down? Yue Chen felt a little sorry for him. He knows his heartache. Qing Lingyun looked at her and gave her a heart-filled smile, indicating that she was fine.

Since Qing Lingyun solved their current difficulties, these people set out to the place where Qing Lingyun stored Tianli - the forbidden place of the Qianling clan, which was also the place where they first met Qing Lingyun. When they came, there were four people, but now he is the only one left. It's a little sad to visit the old place again.

The forbidden place of the Qianling clan is the burial place where the bones of the ancestors of all dynasties are buried. Princess Tianli is a princess who has not left the palace in the previous dynasty. In her capacity, she can enter the forbidden place of the royal family. It's just that she is different from other people's coffins. Hers are made of ice crystal materials for foreign tribute, and the storage of the body for a year and a half carries the effect of not rot. Before he came, he thought he would suffer a lot. He was ready to be caught by his father, but they went surprisingly well all the way. Because this place was also hit by the flood, the guards went to help the people rebuild their homes, so they didn't see anyone stop them all the way.

The forbidden place of the imperial mausoleum has not escaped this disaster. The lying, standing and half-lying walls on the ground, the masonry and tiles of the palace are everywhere, which is in a mess. When Qing Lingyun saw these chaotic imperial mausoleums, his heart suddenly shocked. He was not afraid of the bones of his ancestors. Those white bones did not mean much to him. His ancestors only left him a surname, and they gave him nothing but this. What he cares about most is the place where the bones are buried. She doesn't want anything to happen to her.

If he used to find it with his eyes closed, but now he can't. It's completely out of sight compared with before. After a lot of twists and turns, he stumbled and found it. But when he saw that there were passive traces of the earth on the ground, his heart was tight. He took care of everything and dug up the earth with his hands like crazy. Yuechen, who stood aside, saw his crazy behavior and went up to stop him. However, he pushed him to the ground. In an instant, her tears fell on her pink skin like spring water, like the beautiful jade in the clear water, crystal clear. Qing Lingyun knew that his hand was heavy. He stopped to look at her and didn't say anything. He turned around and continued to dig.

"Get up!" Fu Sheng said a word with a commanding tone coldly, which made Qing Lingyun get up. He was also anxious, even more anxious than Qing Lingyun to see the situation in the soil. Qing Lingyun was drunk by him and stopped and got up obediently. Because he saw the cold light that was about to kill flashed on his gloomy face.

Before Qing Lingyun retreated to their side, a spiritual force of floating life hit the ground and set off a battle of dirt, which almost rose to Qing Lingyun's head. Qing Lingyun quickly jumped back and almost fell to the ground, a little embarrassed.

The situation under the earth was shocking. A woman in blasphemy clothes lay there in a mess. Qing Lingyun remembered that he was buried in a hurry that day for fear that his father would change his mind and not let them be buried in the imperial mausoleum. However, although there were still a lot of formality in a hurry, he wore a phoenix pattern embroidered with gold silk on the big red cotton silk. The cuffs were peony drawings sewn with silver silk, and the head was a high-pulled bun. The golden hairpin was hollowed in the middle of the flying phoenix, the jade beads in the phoenix beak, and the golden hairpins on both sides were peony flowers. Now these are gone.

There is only one Bi in the tomb. Her jade face is green and her eyebrows are like Dai. Even if her eyes are closed, she can't hide her great beauty. Her nose is high and arrogant and elegant, and her lips are like petals, but she has lost the color of the past. The woman who looks a little like Xiaowei. If you don't look carefully, you really think it's Xiaowei lying there. It's just that a pair of jade hands that were originally placed in front of her are now stretched out to both sides of her body. There are many footprints beside her, and the ice crystal coffin with her disappeared. Obviously, someone in her tomb has moved, and it is likely to be a tomb robber. Her body began to rot a little, and a smell of carrion overflowed.

"No, no..." Qing Lingyun suddenly sat down on the ground. Everything was shattered. What happened to his Tianli? He seemed to be a little confused and kept talking. No, that's not Tianli, it's not..."

"Brother Yun? Brother Yun... Yun, " Originally, Yuechen saw Qing Lingyun help him like this, but he still did not respond to the outside world and did not feel Yuechen. Yue Chen knelt down to beg the floating life around them.

"Lord Fusheng, please save Brother Yun. Yuechen, please." He kowtowed to Fusheng repeatedly. Fusheng understood the feeling of Qing Lingyun. Isn't his heart painful? He had seen hope but lost it in an instant. How could he bear it? Floating eyes turned from Tianli in the soil and looked at Qing Lingyun, and a refreshing spiritual force brushed him and fainted to the ground. When he wakes up, everything will be forgotten. If someone also casts such a spell on him, he begins to hate that he is a god. God can do everything and can't do anything. No one can erase his memory.

"Thank you! My lord!" Yue Chen kowtowed and thanked him. Fu Sheng didn't care. He just looked at the high priest beside him silently and wanted to get some different views from his mouth. The high priest shook his head uncooperatively. This action was undoubtedly not more uncomfortable than killing him. He held the jade flute's hand tightly and trembled. There is a silver light in his eyes. There is nothing he can do to shed tears in front of these people. He endured the pain in his heart, and the soil on the ground healed again and buried the sleeping person. After all, the dust returns to the dust, and the earth returns to the earth.

In silence, he turned around and left without saying a word of farewell. He couldn't say anything, and his heart was so painful that he couldn't say anything. Everyone saw his lonely figure disappearing in front of their eyes, and a kind of desolation and loneliness filled them. Will I see you again?