Chapter 265 can't be retained

Several waiters outside Wuya have been standing there uneasily, and the people in the temple have not moved. Someone invited the witch, but facing the closed door, the witch was helpless.

Since Shaozun wants to hurt Canglan, why should he save her? This is what the witch has never understood.

Or does the effect of eating love disappear?

Shaking her head, the witch got rid of this impossible idea. At the beginning, she was worried that the poison would be taken out. Lan Mei ordered herself to turn the blood into the young master's body. Unless the blood flows out or replace the fresh blood, the role of the love can't disappear.

The witch subconsciously looked at the word Wuyi on the palace door and was puzzled.

Wuya is the bedroom of Qianye. On weekdays, he never allows anyone to enter except waiters and cleaners. Even the blue charm has never stepped into here.

The bedroom is a little bigger than the ordinary room. The superior sandalwood is a beam. The decoration under the four parts is very exquisite, but the color is dark, and the totem of the mythical beast is carved on the foundation of the column is lifelike. Although the layout of the hall is simple, it is not elegant at all, and every decoration is a symbol of identity. Qianye doesn't like things that are too complicated, and his bedroom is even simpler, but as a Venerable person in the demon world, it can't be too simple after all. Therefore, when Wuyan was established, he deliberately built this hall more luxuriously.

The beds carved from aloe wood are six feet wide. Luo Man rolled lightly, and the image of the magic cloud outlined with silver silk on it was more mysterious. There is no incense in the room, but it exudes a faint pear fragrance.

Qianye completely ignored Canglan's blood stains and placed it on his never-approachable bed without hesitation. In the face of Canglan, who was already cool all over his body, Qianye not only cast spells to protect Canglan's heart, but also built another body protection technique in the hall, keeping the temperature of the whole room at a height.

People in a coma are forced to sit cross-legged, and Qianye enters Zhenqi into Canglan's body. Even if this will consume a lot of time and a lot of Zhenqi, Qianye has not considered so much at this moment. He is dedicated to saving people, but he only hopes to wake up the people in front of him in this way.

Time, silent. The people in the room have never given up treatment, and every time it is the deepest force that stimulates Lingyuan. I vaguely felt the beating of the heart, and the locked eyebrows gradually stretched.

It's just that the woman wandering on the edge of death seems to have fallen into a boundless dream. In that dream, she keeps struggling to escape and hoping that someone can be rescued, but what she touches is always the ice and snowy cold.

In the world of ice and snow, snowflakes are still falling in the sky, and the eyes are pure white like pear blossoms falling. There is thick snow on the ground, but what surprises her is that there are no footprints on every foot.

Is the body really as light as snow, without trace? She looked down at the shadow on the ground, faint and unclear.

He raised his head doubtfully, but at the next glance, he saw a red back under the snow in front of him.

"Wait." She subconsciously shouted, and there was a little more eagerness in her voice, and she followed, "Don't go, don't go."

She doesn't know why she wanted to keep that person. She just wanted to keep him and didn't want to move forward alone in this snow, and that person was exactly what she wanted to go down with.

But the figure in front of him did not stop because of this call. On the contrary, he walked faster because of the people behind him. Step by step, his figure was gradually submerged by the wind and snow. She didn't give up. Seeing that the man was about to disappear, she simply ran away.

The wind is getting faster and faster, and the snow is getting more and more dense. Even the breath in the air is cold, so cold that it is suffocating. As she ran, snowflakes fell on her body, between her hair and eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, his head was covered with a layer of snow white.

People are still missing after all. There is still an immeasurable snow, and there is still no footprint on the ground.

She stood still blankly and couldn't catch the departing man with her outstretched hand. Let the snowflakes fall on his body, and his eyes fixedly looked at the direction of the man's departure. His hand could only receive the pure white snowflakes, which fell on the palm of his hand and melted into water.

"Why don't you wait for me? Why leave?" The unspeakable bitterness spread in the bottom of his heart, condensed into endless loss and sadness. Why didn't that person even want to turn back?

Lowering your head and looking at the ground, it is still snow-white and unmarked.

Suddenly, she had to close her eyes and bear it. When time and space are still, when you open your eyes again, you can see a void. Without stars, there is only darkness left. In the dark void, a clean and clear face was looking at her crazy smile. She couldn't help touching the face, but the next moment she turned into a streamer and disappeared.

Reach out to grab the disappearing streamer, but there was only nothing left.

I didn't catch anything and left nothing.

............

Cang Lan's hand stretched out and withdrew in mid-air, and then wanted to grab something again. In this way, I went back and forth several times until I finally fell unwillingly on the bed.

Qianye stood by the couch and looked at all this, puzzled. What exactly does she want to catch? Did you catch the stretched and withdrawn hand again?

In such a picture, the Buddha returned to Xuanyue Valley. It was that she left by fake death after she fell into the flying stream, and then secretly returned to Xuanyue Valley to see her. In this way, she stood in front of her bed and quietly stared at the sleeping person. She also slept so peacefully that day. But what kind of emotions did you have at that time?

"Obviously there is no love, but why... there are still so many without hesitation..." Qianye asked himself, and the sleeping face of the person on the bed reminded him a lot of the past. At the beginning, the rescue in heaven, Xuanyue Valley, and later Qinzhu would stare deeply and give up every time, but now he doesn't understand why Why are you so affectionate at the beginning?

What exactly did you lose? Or is it true that the efforts at the beginning are sincere, those feelings are true, and the feelings for the woman in front of them have never been used. Otherwise, how could the transaction of Tianji Pavilion be so willing?

The transaction of Tianji Pavilion? On that day, in order to get the whereabouts of Tianyuanpan, he did make a deal with the old man Tianji. Bringing Canglan back from Xuanyue Valley is not only because of the divine moon mirror, but also to prevent his body from producing variables during this period. This is also the reason why she chose to imprison Canglan in a prison, because no one can find her there, including the old man Tianji.

The inexplicable strangeness in the body is again, as if every drop of blood is boiling. This strange feeling made him dislike it very much.

The longer I look at it, the more confused my heart becomes. His eyes fell on the bright red blood coat again, and he thought that he should have cleaned her body now. And my bed must also be cleaned up. What's more, I just lost too much real energy to save her, and I also need to take care of it at this moment.

Turning around, the faint fragrance of pears in the room suddenly came into his nose. But what the beast said before suddenly came to my mind.

The demon world needs to be passed on.

consciously looking back at the quiet sleeping person on the bed, she looked too quiet. The long scattered hair spread on the brocade quilt, which was brighter than silk. Although his face is pale, he is much better than before.

"The so-called variables can only be controlled by yourself." After whispering, when I looked back, my eyes seemed to be firm in something. After a moment of silence, he left.

The silver soul stood at the boundary of the demon world. His cold eyes were facing the pain and disappointment of the people in front of him in time, and he could still be as disdainful as ever.

After Lan Mei received the letter from Qianye, she had been ambush and waiting here, just to wait for the person who wanted to deliver letters to the heavens to appear, but she never thought that the person she was waiting for would be a silver soul.

In the face of the sudden obstruction of Lan Mei, Gintama did not understand at first. But after thinking for a moment, thinking of the previous look of Qianye in the Demon Hall, he smiled calmly. It turned out that all this was just someone else's plan.

"Gintama, how can it be you?" Lan Mei is really hard to believe that the silver soul that has been with him for hundreds of years is an insider in the demon world. So at this moment, Lan Mei is extremely sad and disappointed.

The silver soul smiled and didn't seem to be afraid because he was recognized. Looking at the letter written by Lan Mei in his hand, he could only shake his head fearlessly. He, who was controlled by Lan Mei, only waited to die. "Now that he has seen through it, why do you have to ask the reason again?"

In order to be discovered by not going to heaven, Gintama sent the news of the demon world to Changliu Mountain by letter. He also told Lange about the last time Canglan was imprisoned in the demon world.

"But I don't understand why you do this. Shaozun has a life-saving kindness to you. You will betray Shaozun and betray the demon world. Who are you?" Lan Mei looked at Gintama angrily and couldn't wait to beat this person severely. She thought that there would be many people inside, but she never thought it would be Gintama.

For hundreds of years, can the silver soul disguise itself for hundreds of years? How many things has he told the world about the demon world in the past few hundred years?

In the face of Lan Mei's questioning, Ginhun lost her mind for a moment. It turned out that she was also disappointed and sad.

Sum, he smiled bitterly and stared at the person in front of him. Unexpectedly, he slowly raised his hand to remove the mask on his face. A straight face, but there is a deep scar on the right face, extending from the inner corner of the eye to the front of the ear.

The moment Lan Mei saw the scar, she saw a ferocious monster. For so many years, the scar was not good at all.

"Do you remember this scar? In the battle with you, you cut half of my face with the broken blade in your hand. Then because my brother wanted to avenge you, he was beaten into the deep sea by the demon until he was finally saved by the young master. Ginhun looked at Lan Mei very calmly, "Although I lost my memory, fortunately, when you destroyed Xuanyue Valley not long ago, I remembered everything."

"Are you from Xuanyue Valley?" Lan Mei was surprised and stared at Gintama.

Ginhun lost his voice and smiled, "Yes, the eldest disciple of Xuanyue Valley."

"What?" Blue charm was stunned, "You...you..."

"I also think it's ridiculous. I'm a disciple of Xuanyue Valley, but I personally destroyed Xuanyue Valley with you, causing the master and brothers to die in the hands of the demon world. Am I ridiculous and sad?" The recovery of memory is sometimes not a good thing. But the silver soul did not want to ask for mercy. He glanced at Lan Mei indifferently, "At this point, I can only wait for the end of your fate, can I?"

Because of anger, Lan Mei's pinched nails turned white, but looking at the silver soul, she couldn't make up her mind to punish.

It turns out that the demon is not really without any feelings.

Turning coldly, Lan Mei tried to calm down his anger, "Just wait for Shao Zun to punish you." He also said to the soldiers, "Tie the silver soul down first and wait for the young master's order."

After saying that, people also left.

Those soldiers came forward to capture the silver soul. Because their identity was exposed, those soldiers were no longer polite and even dragged down the silver soul.