Chapter 31 Heartbeat Tears

Luo Yuchen slowly opened his eyes. There was no boundary between day and night in the Taixu Ghost House, and it was the same light at any time. There is no sun or moon here, but there is always light.

Unlike the boring yellow of the weak water and bitter sea, the sea of flowers on the other side has always emitting a faint blue light. The light is not bright, but it gives people an extremely warm feeling.

Luo Yuchen sat up slowly. This suicidal sword did not kill Luo Yuchen, but Luo Yuchen was also in a coma. There is no sun, no moon and no stars in this empty ghost house. Luo Yuchen doesn't know how long he has been in a coma. Luo Yuchen suppressed the pain and pulled it fiercely. The killing sword that ran through Luo Yuchen's abdomen was pulled out by Luo Yuchen! The blood splashed out immediately, and Luo Yuchen immediately saw that once the blood he spewed fell on the other side of the flower, it was immediately absorbed by the other side of the flower!

Luo Yuchen immediately narrowed his eyes and looked at his situation carefully. Luo Yuchen found that he was still in the sea of flowers on the other side, and the wound on his abdomen had stopped the blood under the action of Reiki. There is no blood on the ground. I think it should have been absorbed by all the flowers on the other side. Luo Yuchen's eyes flashed with a painful expression, and then he immediately began to meditating.

There are three kinds of forces in Luo Yuchen's body. Ziwei is really angry, angry and dead. Ziwei Zhenqi is the most powerful force in Luo Yuchen's body, and anger is the existence of dying. At this time, Luo Yuchen has been able to steadily suppress the spirit of life and death with his own Ziwei. Luo Yuchen and Yiluo have known each other for so many years. Of course, they have learned how to control anger for a long time, and they have also understood how to control death under the reverse.

When Luo Yuchen entered the Taixu Ghost House, he wrapped the dead gas with Ziwei Zhenqi and then let the dead gas pour it into the meridians all over his body. In this way, Luo Yuchen is no different from a dead person under the exploration of others. When necessary, Luo Yuchen can also temporarily dissipate Ziwei's true qi so that he can be virtualized.

But after all, death is a taboo for the human body. Luo Yuchen did not dare to let the death in his body get out of control at all, so he brought a person who was completely condensed by anger. However, at this time, Yingluo had been captured by Fan Wusou, and Luo Yuchen didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but Luo Yuchen also knew that he had no chance to catch up with Fan Wusou at all.

For the use of anger, Luo Yuchen can only be on the illusion of creation, and for the dead Luo Yuchen, it can only make the body void. Therefore, Luo Yuchen hurriedly was lucky that Ziwei Zhenqi suppressed all the dead gas in her body, so that Ziwei Zhenqi once again took control of the body. Feeling the conflict of the three forces in his body, Luo Yuchen couldn't help smiling bitterly. The spirit of life and death and the true spirit of Ziwei are the strongest forces in the world. Even if ordinary practitioners want to get one of them, it is even more difficult. However, Luo Yuchen is struggling for these three forces to conflict with each other.

In fact, the main purpose of the Jing family's blood refining formula is to use their own blood as a furnace and condense the aura between heaven and earth for Ziwei's true qi for its own use. However, the true qi of Ziwei between heaven and earth is relatively thin after all, so Jing Jian took the sword to the front and directly extracted the aura from the human body for his own use! However, in the process of extraction, Jing Jian found the breath of life and death in the human body. The dead spirit Jing Jian simply took its own flesh and blood as its own body, and directly created a life beast to stuff the dead spirit in, making the life beast evolve. And this anger is directly and completely refined in its own meridians, so that the Jing clan has a long-standing surname and the ability to resurreate extremely strong limbs. This is the secret of refining the blood of heaven.

However, when Luo Yuchen first used the blood refining formula, there was only aura in his body instead of the compressed Ziwei Zhenqi, and Luo Yuchen was extremely careless in the alien beast field that he directly met the ghost mother and came into contact with the spirit of life and death. In this way, the aura in Luo Yuchen's body cannot suppress the qi of life and death to Ziwei Zhenqi, and can only moisten the meridians of the body with three forces together. After so many years, Luo Yuchen has long found that there has been a mutation in his body, a mutation that he has never seen before.

Life and death is a force of absolute confrontation. If these two forces come into contact, they will immediately cause an extremely strong hedging effect. Therefore, even the Jing clan only uses a single one of anger or death, and has never had Luo Yuchen, a state in which two forces in the body coexist.

Originally, Luo Yuchen thought that he had corrected this blood formula, so he would no longer have any conflict between life and death. But this time, after Luo Yuchen entered the Taixu Ghost Mansion and rashly pulled back all the dead gas in Bu Ren's body, Luo Yuchen finally knew that he was wrong, and what was wrong was quite ridiculous.

Luo Yuchen has been dividing the breath of life and death with Ziwei Zhenqi since she poured death into her body, but just now Luo Yuchen did not hesitate to self-harm and put herself into a coma in order to break the fantasy. When Luo Yuchen woke up at this time, he finally found that there was a mutation in his body!

The three forces in Luo Yuchen's body have been integrated! Black represents death, and that white represents anger. This life-and-death gas actually works perfectly in Luo Yuchen's body! A Taiji map slowly turned in Luo Yuchen's Dantian!

Of course, Luo Yuchen can't allow his body to have power that does not belong to him. What's more, the spirit of life and death is two extremes. Luo Yuchen doesn't want when there will be a fight between the two forces in his body, and then directly blow up his body!

But no matter how Luo Yuchen ** the breath of life and death in his body, there is no reaction to this anger at all! No matter how Luo Yuchen urges, he doesn't move at all! Luo Yuchen couldn't help smiling bitterly. What's the matter?

Since he can't separate the spirit of life and death, Luo Yuchen is quiet. Anyway, you no longer have to pull out the aura in your body to suppress the two annoying breaths of life and death. As for whether these two breaths of life and death will explode, Luo Yuchen is not so concerned. After all, if it had exploded, it would have exploded long ago when Luo Yuchen was in a coma, and there was no need to wait until now. What's more, the spirit of life and death has formed a Taiji map in Luo Yuchen's body, and no matter how Luo Yuchen urges him, he is not moved at all. Since he couldn't drive away Luo Yuchen's surname, he broke the jar and let Taiji Tu stay in his body.

Luo Yuchen began to close his eyes and refresh his mind. Unconsciously, Luo Yuchen couldn't help missing everything in the fantasy. Everything in the fantasy is so beautiful and so happy that people can't bear to leave at all. But everything that arrives together is fake.

Luo Yuchen found that her hair had gray marks, and Luo Yuchen immediately understood that she was falling into the fantasy. The sea of flowers on the other side should have begun to absorb the vitality in her body. In the fantasy world, Luo Yuchen doesn't know how much anger he has been sucked away! Luo Yuchen couldn't help feeling scared for a while.

This ghost world is really too dangerous. The weak water and bitter sea of the first level makes people fall directly into the most tragic memory, making people afraid to take another step forward! Only those who can customerize the suffering in their hearts, positively recognize their own mistakes and processes, and the misery of the past can be freed from the sea of weak water and bitterness! However, after experiencing countless hardships, people will be pulled into the happiest fantasy by the sea of flowers on the other side when they are most at heart and body! In the fantasy of the sea of flowers on the other side, everything is what people want most in their hearts, and everything will be arranged according to the wishes of those who are pulled into the fantasy! There are even some things that the person who was pulled in doesn't know!

It's like Luo Yuchen has been treating her sister on the spot, but she still can't help but have a trace of affection in her heart for ten years. With such a trace of affection, the sea of flowers on the other side was captured, and Luo Luo Luo's wife was directly arranged! What's more, the sea of flowers on the other side also let Jing Jian get out of trouble and let Chen San be reborn! How can this kind of ** make people willing to leave! Even Luo Yuchen has sunk in the sea of flowers on the other side for ten days!

Luo Yuchen slowly stood up, took a deep breath, and then slowly walked forward. That kilometer away is the bridge. The flowers on the other side of the ground are still emitting this faint light, and everything Luo Yuchen hopes to see can be faintly seen in the light. However, Luo Yuchen has broken away from the fantasy, and of course, he will not be pulled into this fantasy again!

The distance of kilometers is fleeting, and Luo Yuchen finally came to the bridge! There is a three-meter-high stone tablet in front of the bridge. There are two big characters on the stone tablet, but!

The stone tablet is a kind of cyan as a whole, but the word "how" is written in a dark white, which makes people feel that they can't see clearly at a glance. The only way to concentrate can see this word "how" clearly.

Just as Luo Yuchen saw the word "nai he", he suddenly moved in his heart, and an idea occupied all of Luo Yuchen's mind in an instant!

The world is always so sad that there are countless regrets in people's hearts. However, no matter how time has passed, no matter how you regret it, you can't save the wrong thing, the person who missed it.

Life in the world is always so swaying, so that although people meet each other, they have to suffer from this fate. They have their own worlds and their own pursuits, but the people they care about can't be together.

How precious is the word fate, but it always finds fate inadvertently, but it can't be grasped. A wry smile can only show whether there is fate or not.

Because there is a reason, there is a reason. Since there is a reason, there is no need to ask why again.

Luo Yuchen was suddenly stunned, and an ancient sad breath went straight to Luo Yuchen's mind! This is a kind of helplessness, a kind of sadness, a kind of irreparable helplessness that knows the ending, and a place where there are countless words to say but can only make a last sigh. Naihe Bridge!

Luo Yuchen slowly climbed the Naihe Bridge, and then slowly walked forward. At the moment when Luo Yuchen climbed the Naihe Bridge, a faint fog suddenly appeared on the whole Naihe Bridge, as if there were countless people crying, laughing and struggling in the fog. Luo Yuchen walked forward step by step.

Suddenly, Luo Yuchen stopped! Yingluo stood in front of Luo Yuchen, ten meters apart, looking at Luo Yuchen like this! Luo Yuchen's heart was shocked! There was an ecstasy in his eyes!

In the dream, the bits and pieces of ten days echoed in Luo Yuchen's heart! Ten days made Luo Yuchen know how much he cared about Yingluo! But Luo Yuchen knew that these ten days were just a fantasy, but now, Luo Yuchen finally caught up with Yingluo!

Luo Yuchen immediately rushed up regardless of each other, hugged Yingluo, and told Yingluo! I care about her! However, Luo Yuchen found that he couldn't move at all!

A woman slowly came out of the fog behind Yingluo. She couldn't see her face clearly, her face clearly, but only the bowl in her hand. There is soup in the bowl. Meng Po! Meng Po soup! Forget the Meng Po soup in the past and present life!

Luo Yuchen fought hard, but he felt that there was no movement in the spirit of life and death in his body! Luo Yuchen found that she couldn't move at all! Yingluo looked at Luo Yuchen so foolishly, and tears kept falling like a broken pearl. There are no words and no movements. Only look at Luo Yuchen with tears, making Luo Yuchen's heart tremble constantly!

Meng Po didn't say anything, she didn't say anything, but held the soup tremblingly in her hand, and didn't mean to urge Yingluo to drink it at all. But Yingluo looked at Luo Yuchen so deeply, and then slowly took the bowl of soup in Meng Po's hand. If you drink that bowl, you will forget the Meng Po soup of the previous life and the present life. If you drink it, you will forget Luo Yuchen's soup!

One bite, one bite... Luo Yuchen looked at himself in a daze, and then slowly drank the Meng Po soup! Tears have been flowing down in Yuluo's eyes, into Meng Po's soup, and into Luo Yuchen's heart...

Yiluo left. After drinking the bowl of Meng Po soup, she stepped back into the fog and could no longer see any trace, as if she had disappeared into Luo Yuchen's world forever.

Luo Yuchen lost his focus in his eyes, and then slowly walked forward and came to Meng Po's side. Luo Yuchen's eyes stared blankly at the thick fog on the opposite side, and then tears flowed down disappointingly. Why did you turn around and leave when I knew how important you were? Why don't I cherish it when I'm with you?

Luo Yuchen's thoughts have returned to the ten-day fantasy, ten days of morning and night, ten days of affectionate look at each other. I thought that if I broke out of the fantasy, I could really join hands with Yuluo, but the reality is not a dream after all. The reality is always so cruel that people don't have time to think about it carefully, and their fate is deeply played in the applause.

The fog around has gradually floated, and there seem to be countless lonely ghosts crying and struggling in the thick fog. Is this a wandering ghost who hasn't entered reincarnation for thousands of years? For thousands of years, have they been waiting for the people who want to wait? But can those who have been waiting here for thousands of years wait for the people they want to wait for?

Meng Po stood beside Luo Yuchen, without words or words, as if she had done a trivial thing. Luo Yuchen looked deeply at the thick fog in his eyes, and looked at the Yingluo that had been swallowed up by the thick fog, but he did not have the courage to catch up. Even if she catchs up, does Yiluo still recognize herself?

In the thick fog, there was an indescribable voice constantly echoing, as if there were countless wandering souls circling constantly. Meng Po slowly threw something into the thick fog, as if she was connecting these souls who had been waiting for thousands of years. Cut off their delusions.

In Luo Yuchen's eyes, there were only the eyes that looked at him when he left. The pearl-like tears, the peerless face, and the extremely beautiful smile made Luo Yuchen look at the thick fog in a daze.

The distant bell trembled gently, rang vaguely in the sky, and sank again. That's the song of the dead on the bridge day and night.

On the bridge, Meng Po picked up the soup bowl leisurely. There are all kinds of people, some are quiet, calm, ferocious, and afraid... Half pushed, trembling, and drank all the soup. After all, no one could escape. After all, you don't have to drink a little, a little. Meng Po Youyou served the soup bowl, and Meng Po Youyou collected the soup bowl...

No matter how much I loved it in my previous life, I walked steadily on the bridge and didn't mess at all. The heart is as quiet as a mirror, and the heart is as heavy as a stone. There was silence on this side of the bridge, because of the death of the heart, I lost the memory of my past life. On the other side of the bridge, I mourn the sky. Because of my heartbeat, I can't forget the lingering in this world.

"In the next life, continue the previous relationship." Meng Po occasionally heard the sound that floated to her ear and smiled. Looking down at you, a pot of soup, a pot of ordinary soup, just because you add a flavor of seasoning called oblivion, it is also worth the previous vows.

The memory boat ran aground, a drop in the sea, and the wind and waves passed by.

Occasionally, I feel that I have never done many things, but I seem to know each other.

There is no rock that doesn't move. The most cruel thing in the world is to wait. Waiting is the first aging of life. When the ephemeral flowers bloom again, when the scenery is seen through and the moment when you drink all the Meng Po soup, you can only swallow with tears.

In this life, hold her hand, love, firmly, close, and don't lose each other in the vast sea of people.

Or, you are you, I am me, we don't owe each other, and we are happy. Even if you meet in a dream, don't say hello, smile, and then pass by.

Or, let me have you all my life. Or, we will never see each other.

If the heart moves, there will be thousands of tears. ( To be continued.)