Qing Li led Qi Mo from the Wu Clan, and left. At this moment, he was strolling by a small stream in a village. His turquoise clothes were slightly wet with splashes of water, and Qi Mo was tied to a willow tree to rest.
The emperor mirage sat quietly under the willow tree, Qingli was in a daze, but did not find that the emperor mirage had been looking at her, and the white clothes were stained with mud, so he ignored it.
Qingli had been thinking about Xingni's last appearance, saying it was not uncomfortable, it was a lie. She didn't understand why the two brothers and sisters in the previous life did not get happiness, why this life would have such a miserable ending.
That Sun Xingyan kept kneeling on the ground, even if the Xing Ni on her side had long since ceased to exist, Qing Li did not leave, she just kept staring at the tattoo on Xing Yan’s arm. At the last moment, she realized that the tattoo was complicated. In the middle of the totem is a small "inverse" character.
I want to come to Xingyan's feelings for Xingni, not just brothers and sisters, but also a touch of unclear affection. Qingli kicked the pebbles by the stream, and the sound of falling into the water was crisp and sweet.
She knew that the emperor was under the willow tree, but she did not dare to look back. Xu Shi was reluctant to face it. While thinking about it, a familiar and charming voice came, "Is that afraid of me?"
Qing Li hurriedly turned his head back in a panic. Emperor Mirage's deep eyes were staring at him, and Qing Li bowed his head uncomfortably, but he reached out and raised Qing Li's chin, frowning slightly, "Your appearance is too disastrous."
Qing Li took a step back, and Emperor Mirage's hand was immediately put down, looking at her amusedly, Qing Li's expression was cold, "I have nothing to do with you anymore."
He frowned and tilted his head to look at the stream, the clear bottom, the sound of gurgling water, and occasionally fish leaped out, he said coldly: "Who begged me yesterday to save others, isn't it you? Qing? from."
It's been a long time since she heard this person call her own name, and she couldn't remember clearly. He was no longer Mo Mirage, but the emperor, a strange and familiar identity.
Qing Li didn't speak, but looked at the stream slightly in a daze. After a while, he asked an irrelevant sentence, "Do you know where Hecheng is?"
The emperor mirage raised his eyebrows, "Well, what?" Qing Li smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, it seemed that he really asked the right person, the emperor of the immortal world, who is already supernatural, how could there be things he didn't know.
Qing Li slowly unfolded the soul book in her hand, the third name on it, "River City", when she saw these two words, she already understood that this is not a person, but a city.
In ancient times, there was a legend that the Qiangren was Quanxianye, also known as Quanke. The silk yarn from the South China Sea, Quanxian Qianxian weaving, a dragon yarn, the price is more than a hundred gold. I thought I would not get into the water. In the South China Sea, there is the Dragon Silk Palace, where the spring is the first to weave the silk, the silk is white as frost.
The hair of the shark is dark blue, the eyes are blue and blue, and the body is fish-tailed. His voice is like a natural sound, and tears are like beads.
Qing Li thought about it for a long time before slowly speaking, "Is the River City in the South China Sea?" Emperor Mirage nodded slightly. Only after he saw Qing Li's soul did he know her purpose of asking this place.
It’s a pity that the people in front of you don’t know that Hecheng is full of people from the Yu tribe, who are fierce in nature and better at bewitching people’s hearts. It’s a pity that a hundred years ago suffered a lot of calamity. The entire Longgang Palace was frozen by sea ice, most of the deaths and injuries, and finally a fierce spirit. Injustice.
"Don't go, you can't afford this place." He said while looking at Qing Li faintly. She sighed softly, "This is my mission. There must be a lot of souls gathered there now. I don't want to see them drift away."
The Emperor Mirage smiled contemptuously, "You are just a little soul-transmitting agent, you really think you have the ability." Qing Li felt a pain in her heart, how she wanted to do this, unfortunately since the day she was born, This became her destiny.
Qingli rolled up the soul book again, walked to the willow tree, unhooked the reins of Qimo and took the posture, and then left. The emperor was extremely angry, and stretched out his hand to hold her, with a vague anger in his eyes, "I still don't listen. Huh? That's Hecheng! It's not a simple palace village!"
Qing Li said painfully to him: "You let go! How can I not know, even if so, I still have to go, besides, who are you? Why do you care about me!"
Emperor Mirage glared at her, slammed her away, Qingli fell backwards with difficulty, he sighed or reached out to help Qingli up, her chest was attached to the Emperor Mirage, which was broad and familiar. The faint scent of scent pours into the tip of Qingli's nose.
Both of them were stunned. After a while, he let go of Qing Li with an awkward expression. Qing Li took care of his slightly messy corners of clothes before saying, "You, take care."
The emperor mirage said softly: "I'll go with you, if you die there, it would be a pity." After Qingli heard what he said, not only did he not feel angry, but there was a little warmth in his heart.
A smile appeared on the corner of Emperor Mirage's mouth, and Qing Li had vaguely realized the danger of Hecheng, and he could feel relieved if he followed.
The two went out of this village together, but Qing Li didn't know where the South China Sea was going. The Emperor Mirage saw her difficulty and said, "Shazhen is near the sea, where you can buy good boats. It's only a day away from here. Distance."
Qingli touched Qimo's mane, and it obediently rubbed Qingli's face. The Emperor Mirage looked at Qimo and said with great interest: "This black horse is a superior breed. It is rare to see that it will be docile. ."
Qingli smiled, but Qingcheng's face was stunned by the emperor's mirage. Today's Qingli is no longer cowardly and a little bit more fierce and heroic.
"Maybe I have a destiny with Qimo," she said softly. The emperor mirage came forward to stroke Qimo's mane, but it tilted its head and looked very arrogant. Qingli looked funny, "Qimo must not like men."
The emperor mirage awkwardly retracted his hand and said: "It's really strange, but although Shazhen only has a day's journey, he still has to get on his horse and hurry faster."
Qing Li gave a "Hey" and asked: "Aren't you capable of ascension, why bother to ride a horse with me." The emperor mirage looked at her with a sullen expression, "Do you think this is the fairyland?"
Qing Li smiled a little embarrassedly, she had forgotten that if he was performing the ascension technique here, let's not say that he was eye-catching, as long as he was afraid that others would know his identity.
"Yes, you are a noble emperor. You can't let others know this identity." The slightly joking spoken language eased the embarrassing atmosphere between the two.
Emperor Mirage looked at her with a little amusement, but his heart was stunned. It has been a long time since the two of them got along as peacefully as they are now. Recalling that in the past, their lives were just spent in constant torment with each other.
Then this rare time has become especially valuable. Qing Li turned on his horse, while Emperor Mirage held the reins and walked quietly. Qing Li asked him, "Aren't you coming up?"
The emperor shook his head slowly, "No problem, take you a long way, let Qimo be familiar and familiar with me." Qingli raised his head and looked at the setting sun in the sky, warmly shining on the person, very comfortable.
The white robe of the emperor mirage was reflected in orange. Qingli looked down at him and suddenly remembered the day he married him, but the bright red wedding robe burned like blood. It was the day when the two got married, but it was painfully.
Unwilling to remember anymore, Qing Li wanted to put those unpleasant old things behind her mind, she slowly closed her eyes, a breeze blew by, blowing the hair of the two of them, this picture they will remember for a lifetime .