Mu Chen firmly held Qing Li's body, she couldn't move, so she only stared at him with a pair of clear eyes. Mu Chen's expression was a bit painful, he gently stretched out his hand to caress Qing Li's rosy face, with a faint blue light in the palm of her palm. shed.
Qing Li closed his eyes and tried to stop the tears that were about to gush, "You don't have to do this to me, it's not worth it, it's not worth it at all."
Mu Chen smiled lightly, "My dear girl, this time you leave, I really don't know when I will see you again. Only by making you stronger can I feel at ease."
Qing Li understood that he was giving most of his true energy to himself, and he was silent. When he opened his eyes, Mu Chen was no longer by his side. It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that it was only as short as a moment.
Qing Li sighed a long sigh. She no longer felt pain when she appeared. She couldn't help looking up at the sky, watching the red lotus flowers drifting by, and occasionally a few petals scattered, it was so beautiful, but it was so beautiful. So bleak.
When Qingli went to the source of the Wangchuan River again, she seemed to have seen Mo Mirage's figure, but in such a short moment, she disappeared instantly.
The Taoist Samsara had already been there, his gloomy face burst into a smile the moment he saw Qing Li, and Qing Li walked towards him slowly.
When he walked in front of him, he slowly said: "Grandpa Feng, are you okay if you haven't seen you for so many years?" Qifeng looked at the strange girl in front of him, but he could still tell at a glance that he loved him before. The Qingshang.
A slightly old voice came, "Qing Shang, I didn't want you to change so much. The prisoner sent me here to pick you up, and I almost couldn't recognize it."
Qing Li's hand touched the Jingzhi around his waist, and said lightly: "I'm not called Qing Shang now. Grandpa should call me Qing Li, but maybe I won't have the opportunity to see Grandpa again in the future."
Qifeng understood what she meant. Besides, the prisoner sent him here to make Qingli reincarnate. "Oh, your life is really bitter. I have been here in Wangchuan for thousands of years, except for that person. I haven't seen any other twists and turns like you."
Mo Mirage's face suddenly appeared in Qing Li's mind, and he involuntarily asked: "Is Grandpa talking about Mo Mirage? I seem to have seen him before."
Qifeng knew that he had made a mistake, and hurriedly waved his hand, "Where did you want to go, the man had been sent away long ago." Qing Liding looked at him and continued to ask: "Where did he go? The prisoner won't tell. Me, grandpa, can you tell me?"
Qifeng resolutely refused, "This is a secret. What can't be understood from the sky, what do you ask Grandpa to tell you?"
This sounds simple, but it has a hidden meaning. With regard to the "chance of heaven" mentioned here, Qingli immediately thought of the heavens, and seemed to mutter to himself, "By the way, he is the emperor."
Qifeng's expression turned his head unnaturally, not daring to look at Qing Li's gaze again, but Qing Li suddenly said: "No matter, it's just a bit of an old thing, grandpa, you should send me away first, don't delay anymore."
Qifeng looked at Qing Li with pity in his eyes, and finally sighed. How could she know the real purpose of the prisoner's reincarnation of her.
Qing Li squatted down gently and put his hands into Wangchuan. The cold and wet touch made her very uncomfortable. Sometimes souls floated by, all looking at her with a sad expression on her face.
"Am I leaving this Wangchuan?" she said calmly. Qi Feng shook his head, "Forget Chuan is to make the predecessors forget the past, but you don't need to forget."
Qingli turned his head to the side, puzzled, Qi Feng continued: "The prisoner has opened up a new way, it's just for you."
Qing Li laughed a little self-deprecatingly, "Oh, my face is so great, and I have to work for the prisoner to clear the way." Qifeng put the scepter up, and the half-white and half-red lotus staff revealed a strange expression. In a red light, a circle of light appeared in front of Qingli in a short while.
There was wind blowing from inside, and she couldn't help covering her eyes with her sleeves. Qifeng's voice was a bit misty, "You are going this time on Yuding Mountain. For the Lingyun tribe, someone will keep telling you what you need. What you have done is the matter of crossing the soul, and you must be familiar with it."
Qing Li was a little bit unable to open his eyes by the increasingly violent wind, "Go, child!" As soon as the voice fell, Qing Li was sucked into the aperture and disappeared.
Qi Feng took the scepter back until the aperture gradually narrowed and disappeared, but Mu Chen appeared beside him and said sadly, "Grandpa, will Qing Li walk this way, will it be very painful?"
Qi Feng had a hostile look in his eyes, and said lightly: "This is the prisoner's order, I believe His Highness will not stop it, will it?"
Mu Chen slowly shook his head, and whispered: "What can I do to fight against the prisoner, to fight against the heavens! This is too high for myself." Qi Feng sighed: "This is fate, who is it? It can't be changed, she must let her experience it in person."
Mu Chen's fists kept clenching tightly, saying in his heart, even if I can't beat you, I can still choose to stay with her.
Qing Li's dizziness was dizzy and painful. When the wind stopped, she put her arms and slowly opened her eyes. In front of her was a clear pool, and small fishes occasionally swam past the turquoise water pattern. .
It's just that the weather is bitterly cold, it's sunny, but it's so weird, Qingli couldn't help holding his arms tightly, but the pool of water began to roll violently.
After a while, it was a woman who slowly floated up until she was floating in the air without a drop of water on her body!
She closed her eyes and stood upright. The hair that reached her ankles was slightly scattered. Qingli stared at her closely, and she was covered in white veil, floating like a fairy.
What surprised Qingli most was the face of this woman. Even if she did not open her eyes, she could still see the beauty of the city, her vermilion lips were lightly opened, her thick and long eyelashes, her skin was like fat, and the most unforgettable one. , But it is the ice spirit that constantly floats out of her body.
Blocks around her body, the formation of mist encircled her, Qing Li was stunned, and when she didn't know what to do, an ethereal voice came from the forest on one side.
"Qingli, you are here after all. I have waited for you for such a long time, and have been waiting for you from that ancient time, just for your arrival.
Qingli looked at the forest in astonishment, but there was nothing, and the voice continued: "Don't look at it, I am the host of the woman in front of you, or this body is waiting for you. Now you are here. , Then this body will only belong to you from now on."
Qing Li Yuemo understood what she meant, and thought that this was also the prisoner's arrangement.
"After your soul enters, you must remember to throw your own body into this ice pool, and you must remember that you must never tell others the location of this ice pool."
As soon as Qing Li was about to speak, his body was suddenly sucked by the body in front of him, and he was about to hit him. Qing Li closed his eyes abruptly, and there was no pain for a long time, and he opened his eyes slowly. I found myself floating in this mid-air, and then raised my hand to see that it was the woman's bare hand! [bookid== "Southern Song Spring Festival Gala"][bookid== "The Charm of the Emperor"]