Chapter 256 Looking for the Past Life

There seemed to be beautiful light around. She floated on the Milky Way and saw the beautiful starlight. After the starlight, Zuo Zixin felt a suction in vain, and then was pulled into the boundless darkness.

"Hua Zun, you finally woke up." For a long time, a surprised female voice suddenly came to her ear.

She slowly opened her eyes and finally saw the person in front of her. She was a beautiful woman, dressed in white and with tassels hanging around her waist. It was so beautiful.

"Hundred flowers, where's Xianjun?" She supported her arm and came down from the pile of flowers with a sweet smile at the corners of her mouth.

"Hua Zun, Xianjun..." Baihua lowered her head and dared not look at Hua Zun's jubilant eyes. For a long time, she said weakly, "Xianjun is in the house."

"Then go find her." She took a deep breath and did not see the twinkling eyes of hundreds of flowers.

"Hua Zun, you just woke up, you'd better take a break." Baihua blocked her way and wanted to stop her.

"Baihua, what are you hiding from me?" Her shining eyes changed in vain, and the momentum around her body changed from gentle to fierce.

"Hundreds of flowers dare not." Baihua knelt on the ground in a hurry, his forehead touched the grass, and his lips and teeth clenched.

In the end, Baihua still did not stop Hua Zun, but watched Hua Zun fly to Xianjun's mansion on the auspicious cloud. Baihua, who had been kneeling on the ground for a long time, thought for a long time, and finally got up and chased after Hua Zun.

If possible, she would like to have never been here.

Her hands were trembling, and the scene in front of her seemed so incredible. Her hands kept pushing the door, and her eyes fell on the two people who were hugging each other and could not move.

She thought she had gone wrong.

"Hehe, I went wrong." She closed the door with trembling hands and turned her back to her body, and the smile at the corners of her lips became stiff. What did she just see?

Is the person she loves holding another woman?

She misread it.

Maybe everything is just a misunderstanding.

She walked to the stone pavilion outside and supported the pillar in her hand to prevent herself from falling. They agreed to be together for a long time. How could he betray himself? Everything is a misunderstanding.

She didn't know how long she had waited. Finally, there was a sound of footsteps outside the stone pavilion. She turned around in surprise, "Yo... Why is it you? What about Yao?"

The person who came is the woman who hugged him, Ziyun Xianji.

"Hua Zun, I'm glad you woke up. You are Yao's lifesaver. I'm also worried that you can't attend Yao's wedding." Ziyun Xianji has a light smile at the corners of her mouth, which is called happiness.

"Wedding?" She stepped back two steps, and something was about to roar out of her heart.

"Well, Hua Zun, my wedding with Sunday Xianjun is on the 15th of next month. You must come then..."

She couldn't hear anything but knew that he was getting married, but the bride was not herself. Didn't they agree to be together? Why is his bride not himself?

Isn't she a liar?

However, there is a voice in my heart that keeps telling itself that all this is true. Really, he is about to get married, but the bride is not herself.

He is going to marry.

He is going to marry.

Finally, her throat was sweet, and the sweet blood sprayed on the ground. Her vision became more and more blurred, and finally fell to the ground. She also missed the coldness and pride of Ziyun Xianji's mouth.

"Hua Zun, Hua Zun..." Baihua hugged her and shouted, and finally returned to Hua Zun's house with Hua Zun in her arms.

She slept for a long time. The first thing she did when she woke up was to grab Baihua's hand and asked, "Baihua, is he really going to get married?"

She hopes that all this is a nightmare. When she wakes up, she and he are still the same as before.

Baihua bit her lips and lowered her head, "Hua Zun..."

She smiled bitterly, buried her face in the flower pillow, and waved her weak hand, "Baihua, you go down first. I need to be quiet."

Didn't he say that he would marry himself as long as he won the war? Why did he marry someone else when she woke up? Did he really forget their vows?

No, how could he forget?

It must be a misunderstanding.

She got up from Hua** and went to Xianjun Mansion again. She got to his mansion and saw him standing among the peach blossoms from afar. Her heart couldn't help beating so fast that she finally walked behind him and hugged him from behind.

He stiffened, ruthlessly opened her hand and turned around, "Hua Zun, please respect yourself." The handsome face exuded cold air, which made her step back two steps.

She covered her heart and looked at him in disbelief, "Yao, do you call me Hua Zun?"

He raised his eyebrows and brushed his hands, "Hua Zun, I don't seem to be familiar with you. You saved my life with the petals of your life, and I will give you nothing but thank you.

Hua Zun opened his mouth and burst into tears. He was hysterical to him for a long time, "Do you know that I don't want gratitude? Yao, we agreed to be together."

She desperately threw herself into his arms, but was knocked to the ground by him.

She wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth. At this moment, she felt disheartened, and then dragged her dilapidated body out of the Xianjun Mansion. Does everything know her wishful thinking?

Ask what the world is, and directly teach life and death.

"Xiao Xinxin, are you crying?" The evil wind wiped the tears from the corners of Zuo Zixin's eyes, including F's mouth, "Xiao Xinxin, if you want to abuse him, you can help you as a teacher."

The tearful left Zixin glanced at the evil wind and turned around silently, "I'm going to close down."

There is a place in the bottom of the Hades that is most suitable for cultivation. There are gloomy wind gusts and strong ghosts. The naturally formed cave is still dripping with water, and there is a protruding jade board in the middle of the cave, which is a good place for cultivation.

Zuo Zixin sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and condensed, and breathed Dantian, absorbing the ghosts outside.

All kinds of things appeared in her mind. The beautiful girl in student clothes was busy in class. She walked through the beautiful campus, stood on the high podium, and finally changed into beautiful clothes and walked up to the high building.

The picture seems to have changed again. The girl wandered in ancient times in ancient costume, and there was a handsome and cold man standing next to her...

These are all her, everything she has experienced.

Finally, as soon as the picture turned, she saw the flower that loved so bitterly in her previous life. Where there are people, there will be right and wrong, whether it is the mortal world or the fairy world.

Oh, she sighed, but she didn't know why. Well, it's time for everything to end.

She closed her eyes again, pinched her hand, and the air around her began to twist and form a whirlpool. The whirlpool is centered on her, and all the aura is incorporated into her Dantian.

The sky over the underworld changes, clouds rise, and sometimes thunder. The changes in the underworld made the evil spirits in hell cry. Residents also hid and dared not go out.

"Master, the young master's movement is so big that now the ghosts of the 18th floor of hell have been affected." Xiaojiao looked up at the sky and walked to her master.

According to the news from hell, the ghosts trembled and cried collectively, seriously affecting the lives of the residents in hell.

The evil wind picked up the corners of his mouth, "Xiaojiao, my apprentice, how can there be little movement?" The evil wind is very complacent, looking like a royal woman selling melons and boasting.

"..." Well, that's what the master said. The young master is the daughter of the master, and there is no reason to become an immortal. The master is so flamboyant, and the young master can't keep a low profile.

However, is the young master really the master's daughter?

Xiaojiao was puzzled. The master never said that the young master was his daughter, but all kinds of phenomena showed that she was the master's daughter.

The evil wind raised his eyebrows, "Xiaojiao, what do you have? I'm happy today. Maybe I'll tell you the answer you want.

Although Xiaojiao doesn't believe in the kindness of her master, it is a rare opportunity now, so she carefully asked, "Master, is the young master your daughter?"

Although it is an interrogative sentence, it uses the tone of the statement.

The evil wind twitched the corners of her mouth. Is Xiao Xinxin her own daughter? He recalled Zuo Zixin's appearance. He was not as beautiful as him, but his personality was quite similar. Although he was not a father and daughter, it had nothing to do with him.

"Xiaojiao, where can you tell that she is the king's daughter?" The evil wind raised its eyebrows, and the evil eyes made Xiaojiao's hair stand up all over her body.

Master, can you stop looking at me like this?

Xiaojiao hesitated for a moment and replied weakly, "Master, it looks like it from anywhere." After saying that, he lowered his head delicately for fear that the master would be angry.

After a long time, the evil wind finally changed its posture. Before he opened his mouth, his evil eyes suddenly changed. He raised his hand and waved, "Xiaojia, you go down first."

Xiaojiao was stunned. Although she was a little curious, she still nodded respectfully and retreated.

As soon as Xiaojiao left, the evil wind got up from the lounge chair. The fox's eyes slanted and said to the empty place, "Come out. Why don't you trust her?"

The air rippled in the open space, and a white figure suddenly appeared in Taoyuan. He was wearing a brocade white auspicious cloud costume and a black curved mask on his face.

When the evil wind saw that someone didn't say anything, he suddenly smiled evilly, "I remind you that she already has a memory of her previous life."

The man in white stiffened and didn't know what expression to make. After waiting for a long time, he brushed his sleeves and sighed, "You did it on purpose!"

is not doubt, but affirmation.

"Isn't this more interesting? Sunday Xianjun. The smile on the corners of the evil wind's mouth is getting bigger and bigger. Sunday Xianjun, hehe, he is looking forward to the process of Xiao Xinxin's cruelly abuse him.

This man in white is none other than the Sunday fairy in the fairy world, Hua Zun's favorite man.

Sunday Xianjun did not say anything, but looked up at the changing sky and said, "The weather has changed. I don't think she must be good at resting."

The evil wind raised his eyebrows, "So what? The affairs of the fairyland have nothing to do with me. How to protect her is your matter of shining immortals. Having said that, if something really happens to her, he will still save her as soon as possible.

Riyao Xianjun was silent, and the wind of the underworld blew his sleeves, and the green silk slipped through his indifferent eyes and wrapped around his lips. Finally, there was a rumbling sound over the underworld, and an unprecedented pressure slowly approached.

They know that the time is coming.

Riyao Xianjun pondered for a moment and waved his sleeves, "Underworld, I have to go back." As soon as the words fell, a phoenix was heard, and then the person disappeared into the air.

The evil wind looked at the place he had left for a long time, and finally looked under the dark clouds.