"I'm her mother."

In just four short words, it fell into Zhang Qingzhuo's ears like thunder.

She thought about it countless times, but never thought that she would meet her in this way today.

Long Niang is so beautiful that she makes Fairy Jiutian feel ashamed.

Her eyes were so gentle, so gentle that it seemed like the mother's eyes in a dream.

Also, why did she recognize herself at first sight?

Who told her that she had become her daughter-in-law, was it Song Jue?

Zhang Qingzhuo, who was confused, completely forgot everything.

Forgot the collapsed statue of the Goddess of War Xuan, and forgot the nearly 100 disciples of the Exiled Immortal Sword Sect in the square of the Temple of War.

I stared at Long Niang in a daze. I didn’t know what to say or what to do.

A sentence kept repeating in my mind, it would be great if he was by my side. It would be great if he was by my side...

While Zhang Qingzhuo was in a daze, Long Niang was looking at her with gentle eyes.

She was the daughter-in-law chosen by her son. She even did not hesitate to marry a man for her and committed endless murder for her.

Trampling the mountains and rivers for her, giving everything for her...

Long Niang once thought that her son was atonement for the cause and effect she owed Yuanfeng. Until she saw Zhang Qingzhuo with her own eyes.

Others from the Exiled Immortal Sect could not see Zhang Qingzhuo's suppressed sadness, but Long Niang could see it at a glance.

The sadness has long destroyed the girl's body, mind and soul.

"Don't you invite me in and sit?" Long Niang said with a gentle smile.

Zhang Qingzhuo then came to his senses and hurriedly lowered his head and led the way silently.

Through the Temple of War, he entered Xuanniao Palace.

Zhang Qingzhuo stopped in the main hall, but Long Niang said, "Take me to your room."

Zhang Qingzhuo's face turned red for no reason and he continued to lower his head and lead the way.

In the wedding bridal chamber, the word "happiness" is like new.

Pushing the door and entering, the room is warm and as if bathing in spring.

The bedding is neat and a pair of pillows.

The shoes and socks are placed in pairs, and there is an unwrapped spring shirt hanging on the hanger. There is another one on the head of the bed, and the needlework has not been collected.

There was a book on the table, and it was the dragon chapter.

There is another book that describes Fengcao.

There are several stacks of rice paper, and the ink marks seem to be on the pages that have not yet dried. They are written with Li Bai's ancient poems from generation to generation.

When the treasure knife cuts off the water, there is no interruption.

I will chase you, and my lingering will be the same as it is.

Don’t come to the grass in front of the door, the autumn alley turns green in spring.

It is clear that it is full of fresh air, and the grass is full of travel.

The phoenixes began to meet each other, and the male and female flew away.

...

This poem was written by Li Bai in the tone of his wife, and it was written by his wife's mood of missing him.

The most tragic word is the word "daily".

When your wife is not here, she uses her wife's tone to write about her feelings of missing her.

Written by Zhang Qingzhuo's current state of mind, it is so sad that it makes people unbearable to think about it.

So much so that Long Niang only read half of the quintessentially and could no longer bear to read it down. She turned around and looked at her daughter-in-law she had never met.

Since Zhang Qingzhuo learned about Long Niang’s identity, he has lost all his soul.

At this moment, he was standing there like a wooden sculpture, his eyes were blurred, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Thinking that since I saw her, I have never heard her call her mother-in-law and mother-in-law, Long Niang felt no displeasure in her heart, but only heartache.

I could no longer bear to see her like this, so I walked over and took her hand and said, "Aqing, come with me."

Zhang Qingzhuo raised his head and asked blankly: "Where to go?"

"We will find him wherever he goes."

"He is gone, we can't find him."

"If you don't go and look for it, how can you know that you can't find it? If you keep waiting, you will never be able to wait."

Long Niang's words were like a heavy hammer. It shattered Zhang Qingzhuo's last delusion, and he woke up from his stupidity.

Since the storm that night, Zhang Qingzhuo's heart has withered and flourished all night.

Winter is not winter, summer is not summer.

From then on, there are no more four seasons in my heart, and there are no more sun, moon and stars in the sky.

Although there are many people in the world, she can only bury her worries and turn them into sword intent to slash Bai Xue.

Holding the tears in my heart, I tried my best to live like the years.

Just because we cannot live together, we have delusions.

It seems as if everything has not changed. As long as you can wait, you will wait until he returns to him.

Until Long Niang said this, awakening her from her delusion.

The sadness like mountains and seas that had been suppressed in my heart was like mountains and seas breaking. Then it all turned into tears and burst out.

Unable to help myself, I rushed into Long Niang's arms and cried sadly: "Mom..."

Just this word "媚" is better than the thousands of sorrows in the world.

Long Niang let her cry in her arms until her voice gradually subsided, and she was willing to gently stroke her back and said, "Don't cry, I'll take you to find him now."

"What if we can't find him?" Zhang Qingzhuo asked.

"Believe me."

Zhang Qingzhuo was stunned when he heard this and peeked at Long Niang.

I thought to myself, it was really a mother and son, and even the tone of speaking was exactly the same.

Then I thought that I had lost all my son, but I was so ashamed that I didn't dare to look up.

...

The space in the water, fire, and glazed world was broken, turning into a dead place, and it brought endless vitality to the rain of the gods.

The snow in the mountains is gone, and the plants and trees are shining in spring.

Long Niang walked in front, Zhang Qingzhuo fell behind slightly and followed with his head down.

The two of them were talking, asking and answering each other.

From the acquaintance at Jiuxingwan to the acquaintance at Yue Xiang, the experience of life and death in Jiuyi Mountain, and the hearts of the gods and immortals.

It is said that the hero draws his sword for the beauty, and Yuyin Peak fights against the heroes of the Taoist sect.

Finally, Long Niang couldn't help but sigh: "He is really willing to do anything for you."

Zhang Qingzhuo lowered his head in shame and fell silent.

"I don't mean to blame you, I just kind of say it's because of Song Jue..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Qingzhuo's tears falling down, and he didn't know what to say the rest.

Thinking of the deep love between these two people, and thinking of the poor mountain ghost, Long Niang couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

But it’s no wonder that Ah Qing, who can hide his own treasure and blame others for taking advantage of it?

After the water, fire, glazed world was broken, the breath of the divine rain had long disappeared.

The two followed the broken battlefield and searched little by little, and finally arrived at the snow-capped mountain where Lin Xuanzhen fell.

Standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain for a long time, Long Niang said, "This is the place where he disappeared in the end."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingzhuo released his divine thoughts and tried hard to search every inch of land. Finally, he finally found a broken sword body under the snow.

After identifying that it was the broken Kanglong sword, Zhang Qingzhuo couldn't help but shed tears again.

"Mo cry, he is not here, let's go to another place."

“Where to go?”

"Go to a place that can uncover the mystery of the dragon and phoenix catastrophe, where someone will give us the answer."

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