Qi Niao saw and the opposite was fierce, and his spiritual power was not enough to take another blow, subconsciously formed a protective barrier, and his pupils shrank.
Unexpectedly, the lotus flower in the girl's eyebrows suddenly appeared, red, blue and white light appeared alternately, and the curls only felt the tingling of the eyebrows, reaching the back of the head, and the pain made her loose consciousness, her teeth clenched, and her whole body tendons. Dull pulse.
In the woman's eyes, the sight of Qi Niaoyu's body also shocked the woman's heart. The blue cold blade was not as she thought, stabbing the girl's flesh, but was wrapped in the light from the curled forehead in the middle, and disappeared. No, under the alternating three-color light, the stinging woman’s eyes also felt like a counterattack. The small sharp white thorns came towards the woman. The huge momentum forced the woman in Tsing Yi to retreat, venting her strength. He suffocated his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood.
While curled up, I felt that I was dreaming a very long dream, as weird and mysterious as before, but at this time some unspeakable feelings were born more than usual, like the door of extremely deep memory was broken and accumulated Those long-lasting memories are like the flood-discharging river, from the back of the head, rushing to the limbs.
She still seems to have come to the celestial realm where the immortal spirit lingers, the vast milky white smoke spread out in all directions, covering the Qionglou and Yuyu, and the occasionally exposed corner, or the grandeur of the main hall of the meeting, or the exquisite pavilion and pavilion. She is familiar with the delicate, even the twists and turns of the nine-curved bridge.
"Xizhi Shangxian."
The Fenyi Xian'e or the silver-robed Xingjun met on the opposite side, all with smiles, and the familiar acquaintances greet each other.
A curly white gauze skirt, layered on top of each other, when walking, the aura is extraordinary, seeing the winter plum tree in the corner of the hall, the stamens have not yet been bloomed, the fragrance is light and shallow, goose yellow, lively and vermilion palace paint It's not good for children.
She suddenly remembered that she had enjoyed winter sweets here earlier, thinking that it would be a shame that such jumpy winter sweets were locked in the heavens.
Going further, it is the palace where my mother and concubine once lived. What a considerate person is her mother and concubine, and what a fate will be.
Curly thinking that she should have been angry at this time, and the unfair treatment she suffered for her mother and concubine, thinking about the supremacy of the heavenly realm, the girl sneered and her eyes turned indifferent.
"Don't you think that the heavens are too cold? Although the face is prosperous and enjoyable, it makes people envious, but the loneliness and boring can only be known by me. Outside the heavens, I want to come in with a bloodbath, but I, But I want to escape."
These words, I remember, she had only said this to the man in the black robe on the coast of Juyan.
"Shangxian is back."
The curly steps were gentle, and every time she took a step, she thought of something again, until she stopped at the gate of the palace, and the guardian Xian'e bowed and opened the door for her.
She just looked up at the three gilded words, and she was stunned for a long time.
"Shang Xian? But you want to go back to the hall to rest?"
It wasn't until Xian'e came with a suspicious, crisp voice that she suddenly realized that her neck was a little sore.
"Ok."
The girl in the white dress nodded.
The gate of the temple was slowly pushed open, and the lotus inside was blooming lively.
Curly white tender fingers on the glittering lotus petals, and the water wave rippled, circle by circle.
"Oh, it turns out that Xizhi is curled."
The hem of the girl's skirt was blown up by the wind, and there was a wave of flowers.
The smoke clouds in the heavens suddenly dispersed and disappeared completely. They collapsed from the easternmost corner, collapsed downwards, and went to the west, exploding a cloud of black and gray.
When Qi Qiuyi came back to his senses, he was already on the battlefield.
The completely different attire was not plain white, but blood-red as warm as a fire, flying in the sky in the snow, with endless snow-capped mountains as far as he could see.
When the cold wind blew her curly face, the girl shuddered and shivered, so that her mind was clear, and flood-like memories flooded her.
From the birth of Ting Xi to the present,
Fight against the underworld army alone.
"what!"
The sword pierced the skin and flesh, and the blood kept pouring out of the wound, and the pain in the muscles and bones brought her back to her senses.
But waiting for her to raise her eyes and look, the talented person holding the sword is even more shocking.
What Xizhi told her, what the ancestor Huang told her, Qi Niaoyu had been looking for the source of dreams,
When the woman hit the girl's eyebrows, everything appeared. It was calculated, and the key point of today was found, and the last layer of tissue was pierced.
When Qi Qi came back to his senses, the woman had already taken advantage of the chaos to leave, and she was also in the deserted sand dunes and lost her way.
"I am now Xizhi, Ting Xi, or Qi Niao?"
The girl walked heavy step by step, and the night sky remained cold for half a round, which made her feel chilly. She did not give birth to the comfort of knowing the truth at all. On the contrary, fear surrounded her layer by layer, her brain was in a mess, wrinkled together, twisted and unable to find a way out, even with a headache and a splitting body shape. Stabilized.
Go back first, go back first.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, his pale lips clenched, and the knuckles of the clenched fists were so hard that they turned white.
Between Luozi and Xiyuan Mountain, there are ocher sand dunes connected to each other. When the night wind blows, it is cool and dry. You can see a blue figure, moving slowly, but it is getting smaller and smaller, disappearing. .
skyline,
In the side hall where the Emperor of Heaven was discussing matters earlier, there was a middle-aged man sitting in front of the table in the hall, staring at a lamp, up and down, left and right, he could see the flowers, his brows were frowning, and he hung down to his side. Rubbing his fingers back and forth.
"Buckle."
With two knocks on the door, Xian'e's voice came through a door.
"Your Majesty, several stars are here."
When the emperor heard this, his expression moved.
"Quick! Come in please."
As soon as the gate of the palace opened, three people walked in, one with a white beard and an old man, the other two, one was middle-aged, and the other was a handsome boy.
But seeing the oldest old man clasped his fists and bowed,
"Your Majesty, the memory of Xizhi Shangxian has been awakened, but I don't know whether the strength is restored or not."
"That's good."
Before the case, the emperor's expression relaxed, his hand under the table moved to the table, and he spoke to several people.
"What will your Majesty do next?"
The young star asked first,
"What are your plans?"
The Emperor of Heaven heard the words and looked at the person who was speaking, and the young Xingjun subconsciously trembled, but he responded with a more certainty.
"Yes."
Seeing that person's posture, the emperor's eyes flashed with annoyance.
"Naturally send someone to pick her up and tell her carefully. She is a goddess, and she is about to escape from the imprisonment of Xiyuan Mountain. She is doing harm to the human world. Shouldn't she be left to deal with it?"
Speaking of this, the supreme emperor of the heavens seemed to have a nameless anger in his chest, and the next sentence was ridiculed.
"Huh, she doesn't like the human world the most. Wouldn't she wish to go there every day? Now that she is given a chance, she can save the world again. She is a hero, even if she is desperate, isn't she still doing it?"
"Your Majesty, this is not fair to Xizhi Shangxian!"
The young Xingjun opened his mouth and interrupted the Emperor's words, but the middle-aged Xingjun beside him couldn't stop him, and an annoyed expression appeared on his face.
"What's not fair! Little Star, how dare you talk to this emperor like this!"
The emperor slapped his hand on the table, and the table was shaken.
"Si Ming, don't say anything!"
Xingjun next to the young man made another move and murmured angrily. Si Ming wanted to say more, but under the sign of the man's eyes, he stopped and swallowed the words into his stomach.
"Due, send someone down."
The emperor's export command was not to be refused in the slightest.
The older Xingjun bowed his hand again and motioned for the two people beside him to leave.
Outside Xian'e stepped forward and opened the door to the three of them, with drooping eyebrows, and then cautiously closed the door.
Just stepping out of the door of the main hall of the Emperor of Heaven, Si Ming Xing Jun angrily spoke to the two people beside him.
"Senior Si Lu, why did you stop me from speaking? The two souls of Xizhishang Xiantian and Earth are scattered, and then Ting Xianshang Xian died in the Underworld War I, who actually caught such a trap!"
"What trap? Your majesty does this, naturally there is his reason, you don't need to worry about it."
Si Lu had a calm face, and his tone was a bit cold.
"Shang Xianci is isolated and helpless. If Heaven sends someone to help, why die once or twice!"
Si Mingxing Jun's face turned red, and his voice rose up.
"Shut up, you don't know many things, so you can't make a decision early."
The old man, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said at this time and told Si Lu Xingjun.
"Silu, hurry up and inform the ancestor Huang, and send a few more immortals to bring Tiannv Xizhi back."
"Senior Duer, I want to go too!"
Secretary Ming took the call.
"What are you going!"
Si Lu frowned.
"Siming, stay in the heavens, don't go anywhere, Xizhi Tiannv is back, you can naturally see her."
"But senior—"
"Let's go back."
The old man interrupted what Si Ming wanted to say, and the young man flicked his sleeve and left angrily.
"What your Majesty wants to hide, those of us who have lived for a long time don't know. What a hairy boy like him can hear from the side vaguely."
Du'e looked back at the Heavenly Emperor Hall and sighed.
"Si Lu, let's go."
"Yes."
The two left in tandem.
The heavens are much larger than the humans. The magnificent palaces are floating in the clouds and seem to be extremely close, but mortals can't get to these places anyway.
The heaven is a collection of all the exquisite and wonderful things, the fresh air overflowing with immortality, and the ingenious pavilions, are the existence that all mortals in the world must look up to.
But just like Xizhi said, the heavens are too cold, there are still those pickled things hidden behind, if someone turns it out and takes it to the Emperor of Heaven, what will be waiting for him, but no one knows.
"Simming Xingjun is back."
The young man stepped eagerly and with great strides. As soon as the gatekeeper Xiaoxian'e opened, he pushed in by himself, and the figure disappeared in a flash.