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Suddenly, the Soul-Returning Pearl in the woman's hand once again began to glow fiercely. Then he slowly landed in front of them.

Leng Fanyun looked at the woman in puzzlement. She laughed and said, "Master has completely condensed all of his cultivation into this illusion. Every person who enters will encounter their own inner demons, and if they walk out, they will live; if they cannot walk out, they will die. A hundred years have passed, and only four have passed. "

Leng Fanyun asked, "Four?" The woman nodded her head: "Over a decade ago, there was a woman covered in blood who walked in by herself, and requested to get the Soul Returning Pearl to save her dead husband. Master said that the Soul Returning Pearl was meant to save those who take care of me, so I gave her half of it.

Leng Fanyun asked, "Then, how long can I live if I save her?"

The woman said, "One year to three. It's not certain."

Leng Fanyun hugged the unconscious woman in front of him and was about to use the Soul Returning Pearl to slash at her body. The woman stopped him. "Have you really decided?"

Leng Fanyun said, "Since she treats me like this, how could I be someone who forgets his feelings? If that's the case, then I can only let Qin'er down, no one in this world is more important to me than me."

The woman sighed and said, "Forget it, I'm just teasing you guys." Then, he took out a pill from his sleeve and fed it to Su Yuewu. The vines on her body slowly began to recede, and those bloody holes also began to slowly close.

She said, "Before Master turned into ashes, he used a flower to mold me. He told me that if I meet people I truly love, I will give them this Soul Returning Pearl. She had missed her life. She wished that someone would never miss it again. I have already given you half of the Soul-Returning Pearl, but I am truly sorry. I have fulfilled Master's wish, and it is time for it to end. "

She casually cast a spell and her body slowly disappeared like a butterfly, turning into a ball of light.

Su Yuewu slowly woke up and saw the dots of light in front of her. She was curled up in Leng Fanyun's embrace, and there was no trace of blood or vines on her body.

Suddenly, it was as if he had entered another illusion.

Suddenly, another girl in white clothes ran in front of him and said anxiously, "Big Brother Bai Qi, with that Netherworld Monster setting fire to everything, killing and bullying others, the Beastmen actually participated as well. The deities of Heaven Realm did not care about it at all, as this place has turned into a slaughterhouse."

The man put down his pen and said, "Xi'er is worried about them? However, Immortal cultivators can no longer be concerned about the secular world. "

The girl frowned and continued after a long while, "Big brother Bai Qi, Xi'er doesn't want to cultivate anymore. So what if she has become an immortal, she is naturally carefree and happy in the Heaven Realm. Master always said that we were born into the world, but we live right here. Seeing how the people don't live in peace and starve to death everywhere, can we really be born into the world? "

The man asked, "Xi'er, what do you mean?" The girl held his hand, her beautiful face displaying a graveness that did not match with her: "Xi Er wants to save the world with Big Brother Bai Qi."

She could do as she said. Bai Qi used his troops like a god and won the battle within the tent by a thousand miles. She wore armor, and the woman led the troops to reseal the Netherworld under the Eastern Emperor Bell. She then exterminated the Beastman Tribe and drove away the demon beasts. The demon race was completely convinced now.

Finally, a beautiful scene appeared in front of them. She pointed at the sea and said to Bai Qi, "Brother Bai Qi, I heard that there are Sea Race. The water flood dragon within them is extremely proficient in singing. Anyone who heard it would think that it was a three-day detour."

Bai Qi saw the bloodlust in her eyes and a flash of pain could be seen in them. He asked, "What does Xi'er want to do?"

The grief and sorrow she had felt for the common people no longer remained on that woman's face. She squinted her eyes, her face radiating killing intent, "Xi'er would also like to hear how that water dragon sings."

She ignored Bai Qi's objections and insisted on fighting the Seafolk. Her robe looked more and more elegant and natural in the distance, but he felt that she was getting further and further away from him.

As expected, she came back victorious. She placed the coral in front of him as she tried to avoid the water droplets and crystals were everywhere. She looked at the dazzling jewellery as she smiled at Bai Qi. "Brother Bai Qi, look, I got so much."

Not counting her penchant for martial arts, she was a very good queen. She was always diligent in government affairs and treated her own people with great care and warmth. Bai Qi spoke less and less with her. He only meditated and cultivated in his little bamboo house every day.

She was in his room again that day, and they hadn't spoken together for a long time. The light in her eyes grew brighter and brighter. She said, "Big Brother Bai Qi, there's an Elf race on top of the Sky Mountain. Xi'er really wants to see them for herself." He frowned at her for the first time and said, "Xi'er, you're done."

She was stunned for a moment before picking up the apple on the table and peeling it off. She said, "Big brother Bai Qi, how could that be enough? Never enough. " She ran out, and the apple, pitted and pitted, fell pitifully to the ground.

He listened as the palace maid told him where she had gone to fight, and how much treasure and money she had brought with her. He felt more and more lonely here. In this place where he could not see the stars, he felt that he was lost.

After packing his luggage, he still stayed at the mountain where they had been cultivating. A weak and small servant girl resolutely followed him out of the palace. She knelt on the ground and said, "How lonely it must be for master to live there by himself. Azurewillow is willing to serve master." He looked at her and helped her up.

He and Qing Liu lived on the mountain, and their daily life was as tranquil as water. After cultivating the art of Fasting, he did not need to eat. The green willow only made its own porridge every day, and it also cultivated a small plot of vegetable land at the back of the yard, and scattered some of the seeds of the radish. As he watched her bustle about, he also felt some joy in his heart.

When she turned around and saw him, she smiled sweetly, "Mistress, in three months, Qingliu will be able to eat the radish by herself."

Two months later, Gu Xi Yan came to the mountain where she had previously cultivated. There were sharp weapons in his eyes because he had killed too much. She was still looking tenderly at Bai Qi, but her eyes were filled with viciousness. She lifted a bucket of tea and said, "Big brother Bai Qi, I'll make some for you."

Bai Qi could not remember what happened afterwards. When he woke up, he found Gu Xi Yan in his arms, both of them naked. She looked at him with a gentle and seductive gaze as she stroked his face and said, "Big brother Bai Qi hurt Xi Er last night."

She was gone, strong and complacent. Bai Qi was no longer able to find his servant, Green Willow. Looking at the radishes growing in the yard, it was as if he had heard a soft voice saying, "Master, in three months, Green Willow will be able to bathe his own radishes."

In the end, he still returned to the palace, but he did not speak to her again. No matter what she did, he always ignored her, but he treated her very well, except for her. She would kill whoever he smiled at, who he talked to, and she would kill him. Even if he looked at her more often, she would still not let him go.

She always came to see him when he fell asleep late at night. That tranquil sleeping visage was very gentle. She touched his face, but felt that she was so far away from him. It was so far that she wanted to grind his bones to dust and swallow him inside her. She knew she was bewitched, but she couldn't control herself.

She made him more tea and, in front of him, dripped water from a green bottle into the cup. He looked at her with pity and relief in his eyes, knowing full well that it was poison, and drank it without a frown.

That was so poisonous. He was no different from when he was alive. It was as if he had fallen asleep. She slept beside him every night and felt so close to him that she did not care about anything else. She would write and paint and play with him every day, whether it was national affairs or whatever it was.

Suddenly one day she offered to build a huge coffin and drew her own drawings for the workers to do. The jewelry in the storage room was slowly being moved away. On the day the underground palace was built, she moved in and never came out. The throne was passed down to her distant relatives.

After the second day, people never saw the sleeping quarters again. It was as if they had disappeared from the world.

Gu Xiluo had transformed most of her cultivation into this illusion. Every tree and every flower could be the means to open a foreign world. When people came in, they would encounter the most important scene of their lives. After suffering through it, they would be born, but most people still lost to their inner demons.

Only a small number of people were able to finally enter the underground palace, but they greedily lost their lives. Gu Xi Yan's internal energy was on the verge of becoming immortal, and her final bit of internal energy had turned into the Soul-Returning Pearl. Only those who truly loved each other would be able to obtain it. She casually twisted a flower to seal the soul and the Soul Return Pearl together in the box, waiting for it to open a thousand years later.

Only when the light faded did Su Yuewu realize that her face was covered in tears. Leng Fanyun looked at her with eyes full of tender affection. He fiercely hugged her to his chest and said, "I thought I would never be able to hug you again." There was a sob in his voice.

Su Yuewu said, "If I really die and you and Qin'er have a head full of white hair, I also feel that it's nothing. In your story, I'm just a small fry."

Leng Fanyun suddenly lifted her face and asked, "Xiao Wu, do you love me?" Under his passionate gaze, Su Yuewu had nowhere to hide. She shifted her gaze away, "So what if I like it, so what if I don't like it?"

Leng Fanyun said, "Because, I've always liked you."

Su Yuewu asked in astonishment, "Then what about Miss Qin'er?" You talk about her in your dreams. "

Leng Fanyun laughed, "Are you jealous?"

Suddenly, a faint voice came from the corner, "Hey, you lucky daddy, mother, do you think I'm dead?"

Only then did Su Yuewu remember that she was with Tian Tian, so she quickly hugged Tian Tian. Su Yitian felt the warmth of his mother's embrace. His nose felt sour as he muttered, "Mother, I don't want you to die every day. I don't want to follow Leng Fanyun or that Miss Qin'er. I only want you."

Hearing her son's soft and coquettish words, Su Yuewu finally felt the lingering fear of surviving the calamity. She hugged Su Yitian tightly and said, "Don't worry, mother will never leave you again."