Chapter 152 You're late

"Hua Nu, where are you going?" Qingcheng chased the flower slave and flew on the road of Qianfo Town. The flower slave ran north like a tireless top.

"I won't chase you anymore! It will exhaust me!" Qingcheng sat on a big stone and gasped and shouted at the flower slave who ran into the reeds, "Where are you going? Feng Junyang has already got on the train and gone far away!"

The flower slave did not reply a word and got into the reeds. His short body disappeared in the vast reeds, like a water bird, and soon regained calm.

Qingcheng quietly looked at the calm river, and scenes of the past appeared in front of her. The daytime of Qianfo Town was as beautiful as night, with a hazy and mysterious color. She really hoped that this place was really like its name, blessed by thousands of gods and Buddhas, so that she could leave safely.

Is it a mistake to come back this time? Seeing that there was a gentle water-like bluedo beside him, she sincerely felt comforted, but the bluedoo was too scheming and hidden too deep. I'm afraid that the two would not have a good result in the end.

She also hopes that Feng Junyang has the same feelings as Ma Ben and Feng Wu, which is simply and neat and stained with the fireworks in the world. The two did not say love at any time, but just raised their hands and feet, revealing a strong affection. Talking about some firewood, rice, oil and salt, and talking about some shortcomings of parents, that is the love that falls into the mortal world.

"Falling in the city."

Suddenly, a faint voice came. She didn't have to look back. She knew who this person was, but this person came late.

"You're late. Feng Junyang has left. Qingcheng said without looking back, and her eyes always refused to leave the sparkling river.

"I'm not looking for him."

Qingcheng stood up, turned around and met the cold eyes of people. She said angrily, "Aren't you coming to find him? You don't know, you are going to kill him! Why did you come back?"

In front of her stood a purple dress in a purple dress. Her long hair spread down and hung around her waist. Without hatred, her face was obviously much more ruddy. She stood in the sun, like a cold and noble goddess.

"What are you talking about? Then why did you come back to him? Didn't you promise me never to see him?" Purple clothes are cold and ask about the city.

"Zi Gu, you think you have revenged. In fact, I don't want to tell you this fact, so as not to make you collapse. Your life's painstaking efforts have not been used on your enemies." Qingcheng approached and stared at the fierce eyes in purple, "Then I tell you, Feng Junyang has been poisoned by the golden silkworm!"

"Don't be kidding!" Ziyi sneered.

"He pretended to be sad. The real ghost saw that he was not planted with a golden silkworm. You calculated your whole life. As a result, you planted the golden silkworm on your son who tried his best to protect!"

Ziyi trembled all over and his face changed greatly: "You, are you telling the truth?"

"It's true. Heaven and earth can be seen. Every word I say is the truth. He has been poisoned..."

"So...where is he now?" The purple clothes were like ants on a hot pot, and they were in a mess for a moment. She grabbed Qingcheng's hand and begged, "Qingcheng, in view of my love for saving you, please help me find him quickly!" The poison of the golden silkworm will all attack in ten days, and then he will be hopeless!"

"Ten days?" Qingcheng asked in surprise, "Is it so vicious?"

"Yes, yes! I fed the golden silkworm to poisonous blood, which is more poisonous. I don't have an antidote, Qingcheng. Find a way to help me save him!" Purple clothes tore his long hair stoutly and shouted, "God! Why are you playing tricks on me like this? Why don't you let me go? The damn man is not dead, and he has been tricked. How can you let me live!"

"It's not that God won't let go, it's your obsession, Aunt Zigu. I can't help you. Everything is a sin. You have to eliminate it by yourself. Everything is up to fate. Qingcheng said indifferently.

"Falling in the city! What's wrong with you? Aren't you the most nervous and handsome? Why did you become so cold? Hurry up and figure it out!" Two lines of tears flowed from Ziyi's eyes. She didn't know how many years she hadn't cried.

"Zi Gu, thank you for saving my life. The little fox has no teeth and is unforgettable. Qingcheng hugged Ziyi and whispered, "I don't want to have any attachment in this earthly world. Feng Junyang is right. He and I have embarked on two different paths from the beginning. This time, I came out of the Sakura Cave to help Feng Junyang kill vampires, help him and save human beings. What I did was forbidden. If my master knew about it, I would be punished.

"You said I was nervous and handsome, yes. He is the only man in the world who has had deep contact. His purity and kindness make me feel that in addition to stinky Taoist priests like Qing Lingzi, there are also good people in the world. To tell you the truth, I have been moved, including at this moment, Zigu, at this moment, I am thinking about being an ordinary pair with him in this world. Men and women only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals..."

"As soon as I say it, I'm a little fox and I'm a wind bell. Feng Junyang will definitely follow me regardless, and the ends of the earth will follow me all the way. I understand his heart..."

"However, I also admit my selfishness. The little fox has been practicing for a hundred years in order to become an immortal. This is my obsession, my pursuit... Moreover, if Feng Junyang is with me, I don't know how many demons in the world will not let him go..."

Ziyi shook her head gently and interrupted Qingcheng's words: "Qingcheng, I understand. Don't say any more. You just told me what I should do?"

"There is a Miao woman beside him now. He and she went to Yunnan. If you catch up now, it may not be too late. Aunt Zi, meeting is a kind of fate. What's more, you are mother and son. How many generations will it take to cultivate this fate? And cherish it. Maybe, a goodbye will never be seen again. Qingcheng suddenly felt a little sad. She remembered Feng Junyang's eyes when he talked about the little fox. She could see her position in Feng Junyang's heart, as well as Long Fei. The last look when he left, the reluctance made Qingcheng's heart full of melancholy for a long time.

The little fox is not puzzled.

She is just a little more decisive and decisive than the last little fox wind chime.

"And cherish..." Ziyi muttered, and her tears were like broken beads. "Qingcheng, I came this time because I heard a news that Xie Lianqi, the handsome father, is still alive in the world! I want to find him..."

"Really? That's great! Leave a message and I'll inquire for you. When you come back from Yunnan, your family can be reunited. I forgot to tell you that the girl with Feng Junyang is from Guzhai, Yunnan. She must have a way to relieve the poison of the golden silkworm. Aunt Zi, let me remind you a little bit that that woman is scheming, and Feng Junyang doesn't know at all..."

"Thank you, Qingcheng. With me, no one will hurt him again. If we can come back safely, I will let go of all hatred and won't worry about ghosts..."

Qingcheng laughed: "If you want to find it, you can't find it!"

"Is he dead?"

"No. He has now become a ghost, strange and ferocious, fighting against Ye Xuanji on the mountain. Qingcheng said, "It's better for them to lose both sides, so that I can reap the benefits of fishermen."

"Ziyi took a step and gently took Qingcheng into her arms. This intimate move stunned Qingcheng for a moment. Ziyi gently said in her ear, "Thank you, Qingcheng. You make me understand a lot..."

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you to come back here." Qingcheng smiled and said, "Zigu, we hooked it. Don't tell Feng Junyang my identity. I'm Wu Meiya's daughter now.

"Silly boy, if he has you in his heart, he will naturally recognize you from tens of millions of people. It's just that the love is shallow... Qingcheng, take care!" Ziyi said and drifted away.

"The love is shallow..." The little fox fell down and muttered. She sent another old friend away. At this time, she stood alone in the wind, and the death of Qianfo Town doubled her loneliness. She suddenly got tired of this boring process of cultivating immortals. The mortals in her mouth are as good as they want. They love them and hate them if they want. In just a few decades, they have lived a colorful life.

"Zi Gu!" She shouted at the vast reeds. She had a moment of impulse, and she also wanted to go to Yunnan with Zigu...

There was no response in the reed. He was melancholy for a while and sat on the stone in a daze. Another voice sounded loudly in my heart: "Qingcheng! What are you doing? Destroy your own future?

She was extremely sad. She slowly stood up, took off the wreath on her head, put it on her arm, and walked on the streets of Qianfo Town doing nothing. In the past, if a fairy-like woman appeared, it would have caused a small sensation, but now Qianfo Town, which is full of holes, is a group of women coming towards her. It will not arouse people's wait-and-see.

Just because in their hearts, everything is turned into a ghost, and even living is a dream for them.

Ziyi chased all the way and rowed the black tent boat in the water. She didn't listen at all. The black tent boat swirling in the river, and Ziyi's hands were powerless. She felt helpless. Her words blew up like a bolt from the blue sky above her head. She actually planted the golden silkworm on her son!

God, it is said that karma is retribution, good will be rewarded with evil, but ghosts do not get the retribution given by her!

She was vicious and exerted the toxicity of the golden silkworm to the extreme. She wanted to make a fatal move, but she didn't expect it to be self-defeating. Now if she can't find an antidote, Feng Junyang will definitely die.

She fell into the black awning boat, and her will collapsed for a moment and she cried. The awning boat lost control and drifted downstream.

In a muddle-headed period, she didn't know how long she had been floating. She cried, felt better, and had to face it. She wiped her eyes and found that the awning boat had stopped and stopped on the river bank.

She is very familiar with this area. She looked at the location of the awning boat and secretly shouted that it was not good. This is at the foot of Qianfo Mountain and has arrived at the territory of the bandits.

Although she had no holiday with bandits, she heard several apprentices say that the people patrolling the mountain were all like wolves and tigers. When they saw beautiful women, they would come to harass them. In Ziyi's view, anyone who fell into the grass as a bandit was not as bad as beasts.

She quickly shook the boat vigorously. The more nervous she was, the more the boat became, and the more depressed she was. Thinking of the days she had spent over the years, there was no knowledgeable person around her, and she looked extremely strong. In fact, she also wanted someone who could shelter her from the wind and rain, help her in times of danger, and when she wanted to cry Give him the shoulder.

Therefore, when she heard the news that Xie Lianbao was still alive, she kept looking for him. Her nearly middle-aged purple clothes seemed to have returned to her youth. She remembered the love of me and me who enjoyed flowers under the moon. She thought that as long as she found him, she would live in seclusion with him for the rest of her life.

Who would have thought that she would have heard such shocking news from Qingcheng, and Feng Junyang fell into his own golden silkworm!

"Hey! Purple clothes!"

Suddenly, a strong voice came, which shocked the purple clothes.

She followed the sound, and a healthy and sunny man came to the foot of the mountain, walking towards herself with a smile.