87 seize the flute

Meiji, the elder of the demon world, did not get any benefits in the world. After this incident, she couldn't even see the face of the demon lord, let alone find the "big tree" to rely on, and she didn't even dig a "small grass". On the day she left, she thought that the demon world could have a farewell banquet, and she could also perform songs and dances for everyone at the banquet, so that she could dismiss some face in front of the world, and she could also give full play to her charm and seduce him again. If he hadn't been trapped, it would be useless if he hadn't seduced at least one guardian, an elder or something. However, the devil still ignored her and didn't even have a banquet.

Meiji left, and the demon world calmed down for a long time. Life is also without waves. A day without floating life is really like a year. She counts when she will meet? Five hundred years, exactly five hundred years, where is he? The most regrettable thing is that she doesn't know how long it will take to meet. She actually ignored and forgot such an important issue. When she knew that Fusheng could be reborn, there was only joy in her mind. Unexpectedly, she was so stupid that she didn't ask when they could meet. She complained about herself over and over again in her heart.

Suddenly, I felt a strong vibration, which shocked her body in the jade flute. What's the matter? What's going on outside?" Xiao Wei was puzzled and hurriedly picked up his spiritual power to watch outside the flute. Three men in black are fighting around the world. For a moment, the spiritual power flew in the sky, and each one was painted gorgeously in the air, but behind the beauty was deadly insidiousness. The two sides are equal. If it is one-on-one, none of the three of them is a worldly opponent. However, they just don't want him to take advantage of it. A group of people play one together, but it is not difficult to fall in love with the world, but the three of them have not taken much advantage.

"Who are they? Why did you fight? This is Xiaowei's question, but no one answered her, because everyone present could not hear her or feel her existence.

A spiritual power rushed to the world, and the world's hands started to seal. Although the spiritual power of the Tao was fierce, he was still unrestrained and calm. A black and purple spiritual power from his hands formed into the shape of a flower, like a mandala on the edge of death summoning to people. The black strange flower floated in front of him, which made his face whiter. An evil smile appeared on his flawless jade face, which was not like the expression on his face.

The people present had a bad hunch. This expression reminded them of the top character who changed the conversation - Mozun Xuanqing. They couldn't help thinking that his heart trembled even more. When the spiritual power immediately hurt the world, no one was happy because they saw despair. The attack spiritual power is absorbed by the floating flowers in the world's body, and the absorbed spiritual flowers are thicker than the color just now. It cooled the hearts of everyone present, and what shocked them more was that in the end, the spiritual flower hung in the air and shone brightly, and three spiritual powers shot from the flower body and went straight to them.

When the spiritual power was shot into their bodies, they felt that their brains were blank, and then they lost consciousness and their souls were dragged away from their bodies and entered the spiritual flowers. The flowers came alive by sucking their souls. Xiaowei was surprised to look at his mana, which made people feel indescribable, as if her soul would also be absorbed. Just as she was suffering in all kinds of ways, there was a crash "bang!" He was shocked and hesitated. At the moment of his hesitation, a spiritual power shot quickly. He didn't have time to dodge, so he could only turn his body to avoid the key parts. Therefore, the arm was branded with a deep scar. But his other hand holding the jade flute hurriedly hid the jade flute in his long sleeve. Xiaowei suddenly felt the darkness in front of him, and his heart sank.

She could feel her body shaking constantly. She only heard him make a cry of pain into Xiaowei's ears. Xiaowei's heart was quickly tightening. She didn't want anyone to be hurt for her. She has hurt so many people.

With the man's triumphant laughter, it was calm outside. But Xiaowei's worries didn't stop for a moment. Is it over? How is he? The scream just now echoed in Xiaowei's ear for a long time.

"The world? Falling over the world?" Xiaowei shouted desperately, but outsiders couldn't hear her voice at all. However, at this time, Qing Shi opened his mouth and spoke, as if he were responding to her.

"I, it's okay!" I could hear that his voice was loud, and it was not from the seriously injured person at all. Xiaowei's worried heart gradually relieved. At this time, Qing Shi got up and gently brushed the dust off his body. He seemed to say casually:

"Huh! Isn't the person who thinks he is a top master still calculated by himself in the end? A fake jade flute sent them away. Xiaowei, we can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight in the future.

A strange smile appeared on Qingshi's face, which was not commensurate with his white book temperament at all. Xiaowei suddenly felt that the person standing in front of her was no longer the person she used to know. Now this person is like the real owner of the demon world. Has the environment changed him, or should human nature be like this? She doesn't know. While Xiaowei was still thinking about the problem of human nature, the ferocious scars on her body now healed in an instant. Xiaowei looked at him with doubts in her heart. Are those injuries also fake?

"Xiao Wei, you must be curious that I will come up with this trick to solve it and get them out of our crisis. In fact, when it comes to this, do you have to thank the floating life? Qing Shi didn't care whether Xiao Wei heard his words or not. Anyway, he had been intoxicated with talking to himself. In fact, Xiaowei really didn't listen attentively. She only focused on her thoughts, but when she heard the name Fusheng, she came to her senses like an electric one. Fusheng, Fusheng, since she left Fusheng for 500 years, no one has mentioned his name in her ear. She feels so kind and misses when she hears it today. As if he was right in front of her reach, his sweet smile, his eyes like stars, his frowning sword eyebrows, and every place was deeply imprinted in her heart.

Xiaowei was very anxious and wanted to hear the following about Fusheng quickly. However, Qingshi deliberately paused. He thought about how anxious Xiaowei would be because of his suspension? The white and tender jade will definitely be ruddy. How beautiful that should be! There is always a regret in his heart. Xiao Wei, whom he saw on the day of his marriage, became the last impression he left in his heart. Lonely, sad, cold and gorgeous, but still extremely noble. The red deeply engraved in his mind like a flower blooming in his life, occupying his whole heart.

He put away a little evil. He knew that everything should be done in moderation, and it would not be good to exceed that degree. He began to say again:

"You must blame me now. All right, I won't tease you. At the beginning, this method was taught by Fusheng adults. With that, he took out the bead given to him by himself from his arms. There was golden gas flowing in it, as if there was life. Xiaowei looked at the bead in a moment, and tears flowed down at this time. It turned out that it was not broken, and it was still there. Qingshi continued to tell Xiaowei what Fusheng entrusted to him that day and why the spiritual beads were not crushed.

"Xiao Wei, I envy the floating adults. As long as you can be with your loved one, even if you have a short life, you will live a full and happy life every day. I will still hate happiness. I am a coward. It turns out that I am not as good as my sister. He said that he could no longer relax, and his bright eyes dimmed in an instant. It turned out that the person he despised most in his heart was himself.

"Dance? What's wrong with Qingwu?" Xiao Wei asked puzzledly.

"Qingwu has always been deeply in love with Yan Jun. She actually sacrificed herself for Yan Jun and fell into the underworld space with him. There is a place where there is no return. I could hear that his tone was extremely sad, and there was a kind of heart-pounding pain. He couldn't even see his only relative in the world well and could not protect him. His clenched fists and joints were white, and his fists trembled.

"Dance? It turned out that the green figure was her. She is so great!" Xiaowei believes that she can't do what she does. Qingwu just met Yan Jun. The number of times they get along with each other is ten. Not to mention that knowing each other is at most a one-love, she can sacrifice her life for love. Then I thought that if she didn't appear, they would be happier together.

"No, if the dance doesn't come out, who did Yan Jun end up with? Why did he leave so resolutely?" Xiaowei seemed to think of something, and her body trembled quickly. She shook her head desperately to drive out the terrible idea, but she could still clearly recall the reluctance and determination in Yan Jun's eyes when he finally left.

"So Xiaowei, you should feel very happy. There is a person who loves you, loves you, and is willing to sacrifice for you at all costs. Qingshi continued to talk, interrupting Xiaowei's thoughts, and he could hear the sadness and regret of the world in his words. If the world can come back, maybe he will also do what he wants to do without hesitation. But time cannot be turned back. He looked at the jade flute but could never see the person in the flute. He hugged the jade flute and put it in the place where his heart beat was the most intense. Only in this way could he feel that Xiaowei was here, as if the fairy in white was in his arms.

"Thank you, Qing Shi!"