Chapter 350

In the late Qing Dynasty, the corner of Su's mouth was slightly crooked. He did not expect that there were still ancient trees in the palace buried deep in the ground. The ancient tree was really different from the previous trees. It was full of faint red light and the flowers and plants around the ancient trees were blooming. It was a relief for people who were used to seeing the desert these days.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a wonderful scene in this underground palace." Wu Ya walked forward with a smile and looked at the ancient tree.

Su's late Qing Dynasty always felt that the ancient tree was strange. He didn't find out what it was all about after a circle around the ancient tree, and there was a kind of unspeakable strangeness. When he reached out to touch the ancient tree, he was interrupted by a trace of strangeness at the bottom of his heart.

Only feel a warm current slowly flowing into her body, her face showed a touch of surprise, again on the ancient tree is still like this, Phoenix heart happily said: "late Qing Dynasty, really comfortable, that kind of familiarity makes me feel comfortable."

Familiarity?

Su Wanqing looked up at the ancient tree in a daze. The smile on his face was even better. If so, there was something wrong with the ancient tree.

"In the late Qing Dynasty, you split this tree to have a try?"

The heart of Phoenix began to have bad ideas.

Su Wanqing was standing under the tree. Duanqiu, who had been by Su Yunyang's side, was staring at the tree with his eyes straight. His fists were clenched, and his face was angry.

"Break the grudge, what tree do you say this is?" Su Wanqing frowned slightly and looked at the withered tree with a sad look on his face.

Break enemy negative hand and stand, a face cold and stern look to that tree, light a mouth: "sweet scented osmanthus tree!"

"Osmanthus tree?" Su Wanqing was stunned. This is the biggest osmanthus tree she has ever seen.

Duanqiu slowly puts Xiao on his waist. The long flowing sound of the flute makes everyone's eyes fixed on duanqiu. Su's absence in the late Qing Dynasty always overlaps with the mysterious man.

When she was dazed, she turned and looked at the osmanthus tree in duanqiu's mouth. Listening to the sound of Xiao, she looked at the osmanthus tree. Her tears fell quietly, for her own sake and for the confusion of not seeing the way ahead.

In the depth of divine knowledge, the girl who was sealed opened her eyes again, red eyes, and said softly: "break the feud."

Although Su Wanqing knew nothing about it, she was shocked to see her tears drop by drop. She slowly looked at the tears in her palm, which were fixed in the air little by little.

"What's going on?"

Wu Ya's face is stunned. Su Yunyang frowns slightly and looks at Xiao's revenge not far away. He shakes his head thoughtfully. The heavy armor around him is transformed quickly, just for Su's danger in the late Qing Dynasty.

Su Wanqing opened his eyes curiously, looked at himself, tears quickly rose into the air, slowly sprinkled on the branches of the ancient tree, the original branches in which drop of tears, the ancient tree slowly began to grow, began to change, began to have a new state.

What's going on?

Su Wanqing only felt that this feeling made her familiar and strange, but this familiar and strange feeling resonated with her body. She looked under the osmanthus tree with tears, and the scene changed rapidly at this time.

Not far away, a half year old girl, eating sugar gourd, was pushed by a child with a face like revenge under the swing under the osmanthus tree. Her face looked very happy.

They talk, laugh and fight until the adult girl returns to the osmanthus tree with a disappointed face. This time, there is no little fat man behind her. The picture is intermittent until she comes to the osmanthus tree again in Phoenix robe. At that time, she is full of tears and does not give up.

Su's late Qing Dynasty only felt like a spectator, looking at the woman who looked the same as herself. She was only under the osmanthus tree all her life, but her heart was aching. Why?

She kept asking herself, soon the picture flipped, osmanthus tree is still that osmanthus tree, but the girl wearing a red phoenix heavy armor, spitting blood step by step to the osmanthus tree, what she said and wrote above, it can be seen that she is very desperate and helpless.

The picture is intermittently. The spirit that had been lying quietly in Su Wanqing's heart suddenly erupted at this moment and screamed out: "I hate you, I wish all of you would die!"

This roar made the heart of Phoenix Scream: "I know what she is?"

"What is it?" Su late Qing also stupidly asked, needless to say, I'm afraid she is a trace of the spirit of the Phoenix, right?

"It's the last spirit of the Phoenix."

Sure enough, Su Wanqing gave a sad smile, and the picture turned over. The Phoenix was like a dazzling bird, and flew out of the sky with a cry.

Feng Huang, who had been lying quietly in the heart of Feng Huang, began to scream. Su Wanqing sympathized with her: "calm down! Calm down. Do you hear me

"I can't calm down, Su Wanqing, Su Wanqing, you are me, I am you! No one can escape the trick of fate. "

Su Wanqing's whole heart was shaking, his face was pale, and he bit his lips to look at the picture that the castle was slowly occupied by the Dragon riders in the holy land not far away. He bit his teeth and roared out: "I su Wanqing only believe in myself, never believe in life!"

Su Yunyang's sword, Su Yunyang's heavy armor, appeared in the late Qing Dynasty. The flame around her body was twinkling. The Phoenix mark on her forehead was shining in the mid air, and the phoenix tail behind her was dragging on the ground. It was so beautiful that people couldn't breathe.

Duanqiu still closed his eyes, as quiet in his own music. Su Yunyang worried and wanted to go forward, but he was stopped by Wu ya: "wait a minute, I don't think it's a bad thing."

"What do you say?" Su Yunyang frowned slightly.

Wu Ya pursed a smile, looked at Su Yunyang and whispered: "because she is a phoenix!"

"Don't believe in fate? I've spared my cultivation and lived all my life to change my life against the heaven, but in the end I didn't get anything, so I'll die for the damned and the damned

Su Wanqing burst out laughing: "it's all your wishful thinking. I don't believe in fate here. I'm not Phoenix. I'm Su Wanqing. My life in Su Wanqing should go by myself."

"Yourself?"

"Yes, myself."

"Why?"

"That's your hatred. It ends at the moment you die. Why should I pick up your past hatred again? Women should have lived for themselves. "

"Live for yourself."

"That's right, so I don't need you to tell me what to do in my life. Even if I became a phoenix in the late Qing Dynasty, I won't make do with you."

"Ha ha ha, what a person lives for himself. I want to see how you live for yourself."

"You don't have this chance. I once told you, don't try to control my body. If you don't obey me, don't blame me for being rude. Today you must end up with the world."