Luo Hua always felt that he was love and ashamed for Yaoyao, but when the memories of the two lives merged together, he realized that it was regret and pain, heartbreaking regret, and unforgettable pain.
He was born with a weak temperament, even if he had a bond with Yaoyao, it was still the same.
As for the later acceptance of Xiao Yang as a disciple, it was an accident.
Back then, Nuwa complied with the way of heaven, entered the cycle of reincarnation forever, and entrusted future generations to him, and he also made a promise that if one day finds future generations, she will help her practice ascend to immortality and protect her life well.
However, for thousands of years, the descendants of Nuwa have been hidden in the Six Realms, buried in the reincarnation, and have never revealed the slightest, until the powerful evil spirit on Xiao Yang's body made him notice the trace.
He and Nüwa had a promise first, so it is needless to say that the descendants of Nüwa should enter reincarnation, while Xiu Xian asked Dao to jump out of reincarnation. This runs counter to the meaning of heaven, and must pay a price. He blocked Xiao Yang from suffering. Seventy-seven-forty-nine heavenly thunder is also because of this.
He has never accepted an apprentice for thousands of years, but since he has accepted it, he should do his best to be a master.
Xiao Yang grew up next to him. This child has been in a difficult life, and has been killed by his life. He has always been lonely and helpless. He has pity for him and taught him everywhere. He is tolerant and treats her like a daughter... At least in his opinion, He and Xiao Yang are indeed in love with each other.
But what happened later? He never expected that Xiao Yang would fall in love with him... The apprentice he raised by one hand fell in love with himself! And the righteousness of master and apprentice once thought has all become indelible evidence.
He always believed that although Xiao Yang had a bad spirit, she was good in nature. It was because of his failure to teach her that she was obsessed and led her into a devil. In the past years, he finally had a little hope for this apprentice. , Trying to bring it back to the right path.
But he had forgotten that there was another person who stood firm and waited for him to accompany him for thousands of years, until all hope was turned into despair, and all love was turned into hatred and fear.
He saw with his own eyes how she rushed between the six realms for the common people, how she played against Xin Yang, who had become a devil, but was severely injured by the dust whip... All of this she never mentioned to him, And he never even asked. During those years, they were like two unrelated strangers, ignoring each other and not disturbing each other. The occasional intersection was also due to differences in punishment of Xin Yang...
Overwhelming regret and pain hit his heart. He must admit that it was her pursuit that was too strong, which made him feel confident from the bottom of his heart, squandering this emotion unscrupulously, taking for granted that his Yao Yao would never give up leaving him , But never gave her a trace of warmth.
No wonder, no wonder she always said sarcastically, "We are with you day and night, the love between master and student"...
And when they met again a hundred years later, the first sentence he opened his mouth was—"Yao Yao, Xiao Yang's soul is injured and must return to the position of God."
It's so painful that I can't breathe...
The Nüwa clan, eternal reincarnation, cannot escape or be destroyed.
It was a long time before he suddenly realized the meaning of the way of heaven, and Nuwa's bloodline could not be cut off, otherwise the Six Realms would cause disaster.
In the previous life, Xin Yang colluded with the demons with a spirit, so that his soul was incomplete, and he could not re-enter the cycle. The only choice was to return to the position of God. Returning to the position of God is really going against the sky. It must be done by the law against the sky... ...The law against the sky!
Luo Hua's eyes were extremely deep, his eyes were almost fixed on her: "Yaoyao, let's talk."
"My Lord and I have nothing to talk about." Yao Yin replied decisively, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were indifferent.
Luo Hua held his fingers together and said nothing.
Yaoyin took Qing Ling and said to Qing Li on the side: "Let's go."
Xiaopangdun grabbed Qingli's big palm with his small hand: "Father, we are going home."
Qing Li glanced at Luo Hua again, and held Xiao Pangdun's fat hand back, bypassing him and walking back if nothing had happened.
"Where did we just talk about it?" Yao Yin asked as he walked.
Qing Li said silently: "After returning to the palace, let's play a game. If you win, that dress will belong to you."
Yao Yin instantly became interested: "Which one?"
Qingli's head sideways, with narrow eyes: "The one you always wanted."
"I haven't always wanted it," Yao Yin tried to defend: "I just want a little bit..."
"Ah."
...
The three figures moved farther and farther, Luo Hua always stood still, listening to the conversation, the colors in his eyes interlaced black and red, constantly changing.
God knows how hard it took him to restrain the magical thoughts hidden in his body. The inner demons could not replace him, but in the same way, he could not completely get rid of the inner demons. As long as this desire lasts for a day, his body is the Gods and demons. coexist.
After an unknown period of time, his pupils finally returned to blackness, unfathomable like a dark night, he turned around, looked at the direction the three of them were leaving, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Green Palace
Because Qing Lilian gave the three sons, Yao Yin finally won at the last minute, and Mei Zizi took the wooden box with the clothes over.
This pale red feather garment was her first sight. It was forged by the dingling cauldron, and it was also among the divine artifacts. I am afraid there is no more expensive clothes in the Six Realms.
Even the neon feather garment that was given to Xin Yang at the birthday banquet last time was nothing but an antique top-grade fairy.
"Mother, this dress is so beautiful!" Xiaopang Dun Pidian Pidian leaned forward, leaning on the side of the box, looking at the shimmering Yu Yi, and couldn't help shouting.
Yaoyin pulled the braid at the back of his head: "This is the clothes you vomited out, have you forgotten it?"
Xiao Pangdun looked confused: "Lingling can't vomit clothes."
Qingli collected the chess pieces and explained: "The spirit gathering tripod has not been transformed into shape soon, and the memory is limited. Only when I grow up in the future can I slowly remember it."
Yao Yin nodded: "That's it."
No wonder the little things can't do this, and that's not the case, all day long, I know the father and mother screamed.
Yaoyin touched the material with his hand, and was very satisfied. He decided to try again after going back. He was about to close the wooden cover, but was stopped by Xiao Pangdun as if: "Mother, why are you putting it away? Try it now~ "
Yao Yin squinted his eyes and looked at the little thing: "You'd better get up numbly."
Xiaopangdun's eyes were full of tears: "Mother is murdering me..."
Yao Yin had a headache and looked at Qingli, "You don't care?"
Qingli's sleeves swept across the chessboard, converging all the chess pieces: "He has you as a backer now, and I can control it no matter what."
Yao Yin: "..." It sounds like it was false before Qingling was taught.
"Since Qing Ling wants to see it, you can try it. Sooner or later you will wear this clothes."
Even if Qing Li said so, Yao Yin couldn't refuse it. After all, it was something he made through refinement, so it should look at the effect.
So Jian Ran got up, two fingers and one hook, the green silk danced with the wind, her figure slowly spinning in the air, under the red dress, she was vaguely visible that the slender waist was unbearable.
Qing Liying raised his eyes suddenly, and for a moment, the person in front of him perfectly overlapped with the silhouette deep in his memory. His fingertips moved, and his heartbeat accelerated a little.
After a while, Yao Yin had already landed. She looked down at the feather clothes on her body, feeling very good, and said smoothly to the duo: "How?"
Xiaopangdun was so happy, he clapped his hands and ran to her: "My mother is so beautiful~"
Yaoyin touched the top of his bald head and looked triumphant: "Of course." After she finished speaking, she tentatively looked at Qingli, but found that he was staring at her without blinking, and his hazel eyes were dark and long. .
"Shenjun?" Yao Yin tentatively yelled, and Qingli suddenly closed his eyes, seeming to unintentionally tidy up the jade cup on the chess table, and said softly, "It suits you very well."
Yao Yin looked at him suspiciously, and Tiyi walked to the opposite side and sat down: "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing," Qingli concealed his thoughts and turned to say: "You have also collected your clothes. It's time to answer my question."
Yao Yin was taken aback: "What's the problem?"
"You were obviously absent-minded when the admiral smashed the dust."
Yaoyin pursed his lips slightly: "Zun Shang has always loved his apprentice, and it is unavoidable that he suddenly destroyed the natal artifact given to his lover."
Qing Li's eyebrows were faint: "It is indeed a bit unexpected, but the superior is willing to send the apprentice to the lower realm, which is not a preference to the end."
Yaoyin chuckled: "Where is this? Let's watch. The entanglement between their master and apprentice is far from enough."
Qing Li raised his eyebrows slightly: "The way you speak now, you look like Mo Yue."
Knowing that he had failed, Yao Yin simply got up and went outside: "I'm going back to the palace first, thank you for clothes."
"Wait," Qing Li also stood up, walked towards her, lowered her head close to the nape of her shoulders, and twisted a silver-white filament at her fingertips: "Have you been to the mortal world before?"
The elegant voice was close to his ears, Yao Yin felt a tingling tingling, and the roots of the back of his ears suddenly became red, and he took two steps back: "How long ago?"
"Ten thousand years ago."
Yao Yin immediately shook his head: "I have not been born for ten thousand years, so how can I travel the world?"
After she finished speaking, she raised her eyes and met him like a torch. For a moment, the atmosphere was unspeakable. Yao Yin's breathing was a little short, and he quickly jumped a little, and walked straight out: "I'm going back first."
Qingli watched her slender red back, and squinted. I'm afraid you have been there, but you have forgotten about yourself.