"Su Fu, can you set up a tomb for Sangyu and me in the plum garden?" Bathed in the flames, Gu Hetu's figure began to become transparent. "I know it's a bit difficult, please forgive me..."

"Why not?" Su Fu said seriously, "A few cups of Biyun, you and I know each other, although I don't know each other, as long as Sang Yu asks for something, how can I blame you?"

"Thank you." said Gu Hetu. He had a relieved smile on his face, then closed his eyes, and turned into crystal dust with Sang Yu, pouring into the sky like a ribbon, throwing into the dim setting sun afterglow.

"Dad, will they be happy?" Su Tong said crying.

Su Furan said for a moment, "It depends on how you view them. If you think they are happy at this time, then no matter how many misfortunes are, they cannot stop their happiness."

Su Tong wiped her tears and nodded vigorously.

Whether happiness is just a legend, we will never find it.

"Su Tong, why are you crying?" Tong Tong's friend Xiaobai woke up. She couldn't see the scene that made people both heartbreaking and intoxicated, which might be a good thing.

"Where is that bad guy? Where is Sang Yu? Ah! Aunt Xue, why are you lying on the ground?" Xiaobai took two steps, wanted to help Butterfly Ye Xue up, and when his hands touched her shoulders, he realized that it was cold.

Her movements slowed down and suddenly squatted on the ground and started crying. It turned out that she had woken up long ago, but she didn't understand what heartache was. She just felt that the person who shouldn't die was dead, so she was sad.

Su Tong walked over, hugged her, and comforted her. Both girls cried into tears. I believe that today's incident will become an eternal memory in their hearts, and they will eventually gain and lose something because of it.

"Are you guys?" At this moment, Hua Yin controlled a magic weapon and fell from the distance. Seeing the two little girls crying so sadly, she subconsciously glared at Su Fu, "Did you bully them?"

Immediately, I saw Butterfly Yexue, who had no breath, and said, "Why is she dead?"

Su Fu shook his head and said, "I'll talk about this later. Have you found Qingyi's whereabouts?"

Hana Yin sighed: "I didn't find it, but I found the place where she was imprisoned."

"Walk!"

...

After half a cup of tea, Su Fu and others arrived at their destination, and they had already left the cage.

Hua Yan, who was left behind, whispered: "I didn't expect that this cage was a bit special under our noses. It could hinder investigation and could not be found earlier. I'm sorry."

Su Fu shook his head, suddenly thought of something, and his mind suddenly sank into the soul banner space.

In the gray and white realm, General Heng showed his body and said unexpectedly: "Why is the Lord here? Which prisoner do you want to see?"

Su Fu did not speak, and there was a green-clothed brand in the soul banner space. Although the soul banner had failed and became a cage, their brand was still there.

Liu Muyan's cage made Qingyi's imprint dark. Now there is no cage to imprison it. So only if she is within a radius of thousands of miles, the imprint can help Su Fu find her.

The mutation of the soul banner has both advantages and disadvantages. If it were usual, Su Fu would not have to worry about Qingyi's safety at all, because he could use the soul banner to recall Qingyi at any time. But now the soul banner has become an auxiliary realm of the void in his heart. Although he can still control Yuxin, he has lost those strange abilities.

At this time, the mind was concentrated, the imprint was still there, and she could sense her location, in the east, where the Demon God Palace was located.

Su Fu was about to withdraw from the void in his heart, but stopped. His sense was disappearing and his mark weakened from strength.

General Heng seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly exclaimed: "What is Lord Ling Nu doing?"

Su Fu took a deep breath, and his hands suddenly formed seals, and countless mysterious spirits began to fly. His mind divided countless channels and penetrated into the core structure of the soul banner.

Countless lights and shadows flashed in front of us, countless pictures passed by my mind, some knew, some didn't know, screamed, wailed, unwilling, angry, and sorrowful...

Su Fu forced himself to hold back his head, trying hard to distinguish the imprint belonging to Qingyi. The imprint that was weakening was extremely difficult to find. He was like wandering in the sea of ​​billions of stars. Each star was so unique that he had to identify it carefully.

"It will definitely be found!" A throbbing suddenly appeared in his heart, as if someone had cut the heart hard with a knife. Before the pain could be transmitted to the brain, the feeling before the pain came invading like a tide.

Suddenly, a familiar dense forest came into my mind, and Su Fu's heart suddenly felt aching, and he still gritted his teeth and broke into it.

Jungle, terrifying beast, blue-clothed.

Su Fu felt a sigh of heart. This was where Senior Brother Shi Tai died. He suddenly remembered something. Looking back, he saw himself rushing over from a distance.

"Did you come back to offset my kindness to save you? Where did you place Hua Yin? Guan Yushi is watching him sideways, so are you not afraid that she will fall into Guan Yushi's hands?"

Qingyi was talking, but her mood was slightly turbulent. Su Fu could sense the fluctuations of her imprint. It turned out that at that time, she was not as calm as she appeared.

The picture flows and changes rapidly. It is Qingyi's memory, her memory of a person called Su Fu in this life. It turns out that it is unforgettable. Looking back now, the past is vivid in my mind, but where is she doing something?

There are countless scenes in the picture where she looks at him, but he is practicing. There is obviously no distance, but she can only watch that, day after day, year after year.

Su Fu felt sad. His mind was trying to pass through the imprint, and he must stop Qingyi.

Memories flowed, and soon came that night. The two of them had the first time intimate contact and kissed for the first time. Su Fu could feel that the imprint was emitting a strong attachment. She was reluctant to let it go, but she had a reason to do it.

What is the reason? Su Fu didn't understand, but he knew that as the memory flowed, the truth would be shortly after.

Xuan Lingzhi devoted herself to one after another, while maintaining the existence of the imprint, while trying to overtake her mind and above the imprint. Only in this way can she be stopped.

Then, he learned about the "destiny-changing technique".

...

In Jinci Palace, Liu Muyan sat cross-legged. The afterglow of the sunset fell from the hole on the top on the beast's surface, as if a layer of golden paint was painted.

At the two steps ahead of him, Qingyi also sat cross-legged, and a cloud of light crystals was constantly condensed in her hands. It was refined from her vitality, and she was constantly accumulating a certain desire. But her body looked very transparent, like a faint shadow, and it would be extinguished at any time like a candle in the wind.

"I'm so jealous of Su Fu." Liu Muyan sighed, "Why can everyone around him treat him sincerely, but there is no one around me who is willing to give everything for me like Miss Qingyi."

"Imagine if you don't exist, whenever I read alone, I feel that there was such a person who could communicate with me about reading experience, study the exquisiteness of classics, and criticize the cheating of works. When I complained that I didn't know what to say, I would roll my eyes and correct me; if you don't exist, whenever I was covered in bruises, I would feel that there should be a very warm light shining on me, so that my wounds would soon heal."

Qingyi opened her eyes, and what Su Fu said that night echoed in her ears, and a heart-pounding smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "How can you imagine his goodness?"

She felt no regrets, so she stood up.

"Can you start?" Liu Muyan said excitedly.

Qingyi Dianli: "Don't resist."

"If you don't exist, whenever I fall into confusion, I always feel that someone should hold my hand and take me back to the right direction; if you don't exist, I will complain deliberately again and again, deliberately hurt again and again, and fall into confusion again and again, but I don't know why I have to complain, be hurt, be confused."

The smile on Qingyi's face, which had never been seen before, rippling like a beautiful nebula, seemed to be sprouting deep in his heart. He made up his mind to ignore the anxious call in the dark and began to recall the key points that Grandpa Chuan Gong had said.

The light of the life essence condensed in my palm began to turn into butterflies, dancing beside Liu Muyan.
Chapter completed!