Chapter 159 The spirit of creation

Huo Wanqing really didn't expect that Yi Hanfeng would say such ruthless words to herself. Under the sadness in her heart, she didn't think about half of what Tianxiang said. She said sadly, "Although you are easy to be cold and unhearted, I don't regret meeting you at all. I will only treat you as mine. Yi Lang is dead." After saying that, Yu's hand raised and wiped a handful of tears, and Yurong bit her red lips palely and said, "From now on, you and I will break our love, and we will never get along with each other in the future!"

After saying this, Huo Wanqing turned around and looked at Tianxiang and said with a pale face, "Mrs. Yi, please take me out of here as soon as possible."

Yi Hanfeng saw Tianxiang's sad and embarrassed face. He seemed to have used all his strength and said, "Tianxiang, you are going to send the fire girl away, but I don't want you to say anything more to her!" Tianxiang nodded and said, "I know."

With the light emitted by the sparse and bright night pearl scattered on the wall of the cave, Yi Hanfeng stared at the distant shadow of the fire. His heart seemed to have been emptied in an instant. He sat weakly on the shore of the lake and sighed, "Let yourself be with a woman you don't love, which may It's just self-infanity's retribution!"

Although he wanted to do so, Yi Hanfeng did not regret it at all except for his heartache, because if everything could be repeated, he would still choose to fall in love with the four women, Lingxuaner, Qingying, Shen Bingshuang and Huo Wanqing. It was through these emotional twists and turns that he really understood one of the things. And put the four women in the same position in their hearts.

Looking at the hair of Yi Hanfeng's temples turning pale in an instant, the young man in black turned into a vorian spirit beast sighed, "The boy surnamed Yi, since you love the girl named Huo Wanqing deeply, why did you agree to marry Tianxiang girl?" Yi Hanfeng said glanguly, "Because only in this way can I take her to this mysterious cave and save her life with your help."

The young man in black shook his head and said disapprovingly, "Although you have saved her life, there are two more people in the world who are ashes at the same time, and also ruined the happiness of Tianxiang girl's life. What's the pain?" Yi Hanfeng said with no regret at all, "In any case, I will not watch the person I love die. As for Tianxiang, since I married her as a wife, I will do my best to treat her well."

The eyes flashed and looked at the cold wind, and the young man in black said meaningfully, "No matter how good you are to Tianxiang, you never love her at all. Haven't you stood in her position and thought about what it would be like in her heart?"

After listening to the question asked by the young man in black, a sense of guilt suddenly rose in Yi Hanfeng's heart. Since he was dull and did not know what to say, Tianxiang's voice had come in from the passage of the cave and said firmly, "I believe that one day, Yi Lang's heart will have a place that belongs to me."

For Tianxiang's stupidity that knew that Yi Hanfeng did not love her, but still had to tie her heart to Yi Hanfeng, the young man in black smiled bitterly and shook his head and sighed, "You young people are all infatuated. If you don't make a heart full of scars, you don't know how to turn back." After saying that, he turned into a water beast and jumped into the depths of the lake.

When Xiang walked to the shore of the lake that day, Yi Hanfeng still looked at the lake with a dull face and asked faintly, "Didn't she ask you anything more?"

When Tianxiang heard the words, she naturally knew the meaning of Yi Hanfeng's words, so she gently said, "On the way to send Sister Wanqing away, we have never said a word." Yi Hanfeng turned around and said, "Then let's leave Xuanling Cave. I still have something to do, and I have to leave Ling Miao Mountain for a period of time."

When Yi Hanfeng turned around, the vicissitudes of his temples fell into Tianxiang's eyes. Tianxiang immediately felt sad and said painlessly, "Yi Lang, I'm sorry, everything is my fault. I made you so sad."

Although Yi Hanfeng has been facing the surface of the lake, he didn't notice that his temples were already white at all because of the pain in his heart. He said with a forced smile, "I'm fine. You don't have to blame yourself so much."

Tianxiang fell into the arms of Yi Hanfeng and said sadly, "Yi Lang, I know you are sad, otherwise you won't have become like this. If you hate me, if you want to beat or scold me, I will have no complaints." Yi Hanfeng sighed sadly, "The other day, you are not who you are now, so I have no reason to hate you."

After listening to Yi Hanfeng's words, Tianxiang's beautiful eyes looked up at Yi Hanfeng, and her delicate body kept leaving Yi Hanfeng's chest and resolutely said, "I must restore your white hair on your temples as before."

Yi Hanfeng was stunned when he heard the words, and then turned around and looked at his own figure reflected in the lake and said disapprovingly, "It's just that the temples are white. It's not a big deal. Besides, I'm not a woman, and I don't have to care about these at all."

Tianxiang didn't say much. With a bite of her lips, she once again summoned the renaline mythical beast out of the water with her own blood. She looked at the young man in black with bright eyes and resolutely said, "Senior mythical beast, as long as you can restore my gray hair as before, I would like to give you a few drops of hard work."

Yi Hanfeng was shocked when he heard the words. When Fang wanted to persuade Tianxiang, the young man in black had already muttered: "Tianxiang girl, you also know that painstaking efforts are the foundation to keep the media involved in the body intact, and once lost, there is no possibility of recovery. I advise you not to joke about your life expectancy. ."

For ordinary people, there is usually only one drop of heart and blood in the heart. As for the Yuan warlock, every time the cultivation is improved to a realm, the heart and blood will increase by one drop, and the life expectancy will double. For the third-order cultivation derived from Tianxiang, there are 13 drops of heart blood in the heart. As long as one drop is lost, the life expectancy will only be left. Half of it is really a trivial thing.

As a Yuan warlock, Tianxiang naturally can't understand the importance of painstaking efforts, but since she has come up with the idea of recovering the white hair of Yi Hanfeng's temples at the cost of losing her painstaking efforts, she obviously has no hesitation at all. So the young man in black finished speaking, and Tianxiang immediately He waved his hand and said, "The senior mythical beast doesn't have to persuade me." After a pause, he answered, "I just want to know if there is any way for the senior mythical beast to make my Yi Lang's white hair black!"

Without waiting for the young man in black to speak out, Yi Hanfeng said harshly, "Tianxiang, I have already said that this is an irrelevant thing. You don't have to worry about it for me anymore." Tianxiang shook her head and said, "Yi Lang, how can you become so vicissitudes of life when you are so young, so I will restore your gray hair anyway."

After a little silence, the young man in black sighed and said, "For the sake that you are all infatuated children, I will make an exception and let Yi boy enter the Xuanling Pool to absorb some of the spirit of creation, so that your white hair can turn back to its original black." Tianxiang said happily, "Thank you, Elder Mythical Beast."

As early as when he approached the Xuanling Pool, Yi Hanfeng had already noticed that the pool water contained extremely incredible pure aura, but unexpectedly, these pure auras would be the qi of creation. He couldn't help but be shocked for a long time before he held his fist and said gratefully, "Since the senior is so loving, the boy is also respectful. It's better to obey."

As soon as the words came out, Yi Hanfeng jumped into the Xuanling Pool, and his thoughts in his mind turned and secretly said, "The senior mythical beast is a powerful existence that half of his feet step into the Yuanhuan. If he runs the Heavenly Can Zhenjing in front of him, he will certainly see some clues more or less."

Thinking of this in his heart, Yi Hanfeng abandoned the Tiancanzhen scripture skills and quickly operated the cultivation skills of the Dragon God. At the same time, he did not show traces of the power of melting in the body slowly.

However, the cold wind was unexpected. At the moment when he just transferred the power of melting life, the skills of the Tiancanzhenjing were not controlled by himself at all, like a run-run wild horse. In a flash, it ran by itself at an appalling speed and absorbed the Xuanling pool unscrupulously and crazily. The spirit of creation contained in it.

The young man in black, standing above the center of Xuanling Pool, suddenly saw the spirit of creation in the pool, and rushed into the body of Yi Hanfeng in the state of substantial airflow. He immediately panic and shouted angrily, "Yi boy, you are too greedy to do this. If you don't stop the operation of your body quickly Turn around, then don't blame me for being cruel and let you die immediately on the spot!"