"Will it appear if my blood is stained this time?" Cang Yan looked at the rolling river water outside the window and said this sentence with concern.

Master once said that some coincidences are opportunities. And those who should appear, even if they are a few hours in the evening or a different way, will eventually appear. And this depression does not seem to be a simple little demon. If it is a simple little demon, it would not have come out of the barrier set up before.

"The person who should appear will definitely appear. This is also their previous opportunity, and it was also what she asked for." Qingshan said, his eyes decayed. And the truth and falsehood of this was only clear enough.

Qingshan has always been an unpredictable person.

"Gu Yanbo is going to go into seclusion." Qingshan said this with a very shallow voice, but Cang Yan, who was about to get the tea, shook his hands hard, and the tea almost fell from the case.

"Yes." Cang Wei's eyes seemed to have returned to their original appearance in an instant. Her fragility and obsession were often placed on the cold night, licking the wound alone. She was unwilling to put the wound in front of anyone with blood, and the same was true for the blue shirt.

Qingshan always can see through people so easily. And his words have always been to the point. Unlike this gentle and gentle personality, if he wants to say something, he will speak out directly. And it is this outspoken saying that Cang Yan cannot leave.

Apart from Qingshan, she never saw anyone involved in this world who could spread this matter so bluntly and inform her.

She has her plans.

This time Gu Yanbo came out of seclusion and practiced this ruthless Tao, and he would definitely become even colder at that time. And this time of seclusion is her last chance. If she could enter Gu Yanbo's formation, she might still be able to help him. After all, this path of cultivation is not the only one of the ruthless Taos. Why do you have to make yourself less like a person?

"Whatever you want to do is go. So that you will cry and regret the past when the night is in the future, and you will regret that the moon is not full." Qingshan drank another sip of the tea. Although the tea tasted extremely light, it was not the time. He fed it with this small fire and finally tasted the most fragrant fragrance of the tea to the end.

Over time, people will always see the right and wrong of the world.

The world is chaotic, and in the world of flowers, there are always flowers that gradually fascinate the eyes, and this time is the existence that people see through. Anything, anyone, is just the word "year". What you get from time to time is often the most correct.

Time will tell you whether Yiren is worth it.

Qingshan looked at Cang Yan's gradually deeper eyes, but his heart felt a little relaxed and unrestrained.

He was betting on Cang Yan's obsession with Gu Yanbo, and he was also betting on again. Gu Yanbo's obsession with Cang Yanbo.

And there is no way to know what happened after the bet. No matter what the ending is, I just laughed it off. Perhaps it was his gentle skin that was the most real idea. He seemed to have always been a bystander in the world, not participating, but just looked at the various choices and panic and joy of the people in this world.

The only thing that can be calculated by a little bit of fireworks is roughly his feeling towards Canglien.

There was always a voice in my heart clamoring, clamoring that he felt familiar with Cang Wei. But reason was telling him that he should not participate in this matter. The wind, flowers, snow and moon were just a moment of joy. He is a immortal monster like him, so he should not involve others.

Long life also brings endless nothingness and loneliness.

"I just regret that the moon is not full." Cang Yan murmured these five words, but it seemed that the past was emerging in front of him. Back then, Gu Yanbo looked at the round moon with him, and the moon was as bright as a scattered on Gu Yanbo's white clothes, and he looked even more like a man in the mortal world.

After getting Gu Yanbo's blue eyes, she always felt that this world was not so bad.

Such complicated techniques and mental methods have also become happy words, making her happy and happy.

The moon was slightly cold, Gu Yanbo was wearing a white moon dress, a cold face, the moonlight fell, playing the guqin, the sound of the zither seemed to be informing him

What is joy? What is companionship? It is called a confidant.

But she didn't know why, but Gu Yanbo suddenly became extremely cold towards her.

Tell her not to know what to do.

"So, it's time to get to the long night, I hate it so much." Qingshan murmured, looking at Cang Yan's thoughtful eyes and smiling.

Perhaps, as long as Cang Wei is happy, he will be happy.

Sometimes, being happy with someone does not mean that she is always by her side. As long as she is happy, all this should be worth it and be happy. All of this will turn into the best ending.

He doesn't want to compete with others, and he has always pursued a choice between two people for a lifetime. No one wants to have too many things and people in his joy. He often stands up to his face, but he is the most fragile.

He despised his three wives and four concubines.

The person you are happy with, and smiles at dusk and asks you how warm the porridge is, is the most meaningful thing in life.

Perhaps, a long time ago, he had such a person who accompanied him to watch the sunset and the sunset. But now, the world is so big, he is alone, alone.

"Qingshan, I want to thank you. I know how to do it. You always have the ability to clear away the clouds and mists." Cang Yan said, with a joy in his eyes.

Qingshan always seems to be very thorough. Yes, if she didn't go to find Gu Yanbo when she entered the pass, she would be really passers-by in this life, and there was no place in this world where there was regret. If she didn't go to find him now, she would just cry alone at night.

There is no word for joy.

Qingshan just smiled, but didn't say too much.

The choice between this is only Cang Wei himself can do, so he can only help her get there.

"Then I'll take the lead, and I will remember the books." Cang Yan smiled, and the joy between his eyebrows was also shining with the dazzling light of stars. Qingshan looked at him with a moment of distractedness. Yes, how long has it been since he had never seen Cang Yan like this, it seems that it has been a long time.

Forget it, as long as Cang Wei is happy, he is happy.

As I recited it, my face became softer, as if the spring breeze made people feel comfortable and addicted.

After Cang Wei finished speaking, he left the pavilion.

But there were still tea water scattered with mist in the remaining few cases that had been done.

Qingshan drank all the tea in the celadon cup again, and then looked at the rolling water outside the window and sighed softly. He had a premonition that this lonely thousand-year-old life seemed to be about to end.

The ability to clear the clouds?

He has just been wandering in this world for a long time and no longer cared about many things. Perhaps it is because of this that he always sees things more clearly than others. People in the world are all people in the song, but he no longer enters the song.

Everything will eventually have a result, and he no longer cares about the result. To be precise, he no longer cares about it now.

Thousands of years in the world are enough to eliminate all the emotions and desires of a person. It is indifferent to the things in this world. I just regret that the moon will not rise, the sun will not set, and the time will not end.

Suddenly, a blue-black mist came in from the window and condensed to the few places where Cang Wei was sitting just now. Gradually, a black purple brocade dressed in a dark purple brocade dressed with a red tassel strap tied around her waist, and her black hair was half-tied with a dark purple dragon playing pearl crown. Her charming phoenix eyes looked at the blue shirt in front of her coldly.

Then he spoke: "You call me to see how the national master fails?" Mo Ran spoke, looking at the young master in blue who always smiled faintly in front of him, which was a bit funny.

He really didn't know why Qingshan asked him to know these things.

Moreover, against Qu Shuihan, he absolutely did not believe that Qu Shuihan could find his place without any effort. After that, he must have given guidance from experts, and this expert seemed to be the one who seemed to be indifferent to the world before.

"It's you

It was called Qu Shuihan." This sentence was not a question, but a very affirmative tone. Indeed, if there was still someone in this world who could find him who had become a demon, except for Bai Liuji who had returned to the divine realm, the rest of this god who was also a god, but had been sealed with memories and had been lingering in this world for generations.

Yes, now he calls it a blue shirt, which is pitiful. Even his honorable title has been forgotten, but he still remembers the blue shirt that the woman is happy about. It is really ridiculous, but he is not the same. For the sake of the West Mirror and for the indescribable explanation before, he reincarnates in this world for thousands of years and will never die, just to pursue one person. If it is ridiculous, they are just half a pound of pounds. They are just fifty steps and a hundred steps.

"Didn't Qu Shuihan tell you all? He has gained the soul, but he is also a new person, so where is the West Mirror? The person you are thinking about has long been destroyed in this world." Qingshan said, his tone still soft, as if the one who was before him was not the terrifying Mo Ran, but just an ordinary peddler.

"I have already asked about the underworld. If I can return my soul to my position and add my previous memories, I will be the one who has been before, except for this physical body." Mo Ran said coldly, but she was still nervous.

The Big King did not tell him the whole story, and what he knew was nothing but the superficial. Or in this matter, even the Big King himself had a slight understanding of the mystery. And these were also used to deceive Qingshan. After all, what Qingshan knew was something that even the Big King had never known.

"Since I have already known it clearly, why is it to talk to me like this? If I want to return this soul to my position, only three months can be feasible. After three months, even the gods will not be able to return to heaven." Qingshan said, still smiling calmly.

"Return to the soul." Mo Ran suddenly called Qingshan coldly, but it made Qingshan's face feel a little more cracked.

How long has it been since anyone called this small word "Guihun"?

The most important thing is that the world cannot be kept, the red face leaves the mirror, flowers and trees. The years have long eliminated those who have called him back to the soul. What people know now is just the blue shirt, not the back to the soul.

"Where did you know?" Qingshan's coldness instantly returned to his gentle appearance very quickly, and said gently to Mo Ran in front of him. It seemed that he had no desires and no concerns.

"An old friend." Mo Ran said, neither hurry nor slow down. He felt that this blue shirt was a fish, and the fish would always have the time to bite the bait. As long as it bites the bait, the fish would no longer be afraid.

However, he forgot that for thousands of years of loneliness, the seven emotions and six desires of God will be eliminated, without any left. Even though he had not practiced the ruthless Tao before, he has now become a ruthless Taoist. He is even more ruthless than those gods who practiced the ruthless Taoist.
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