However, Xiaolan smiled slightly, and suddenly seemed to see the young man in white clothes flying back then, and said with a smile: "The ones that can be seen most clearly among the people in the sky and the earth are just a few Bai Liuji."

Yes, and there is only one Bai Liuji.

Even if he can finally see through it, he is still unwilling to let it go.

The man's face was blurred in his memory. The things they experienced before were like mirrors, water and moons. People have never dreamed, but they have always forgotten a little under the wind and frost for thousands of years.

Even Xiaolan has to forget what he is insisting on.

No departure will be allowed for thousands of years.

I’m afraid that in the end, it will be a mirage and a moonlight, and it will be empty.

Like a dream, like a wind.

Once it disperses, there will be nothing left after nothing.

Bai Liuji, who was still in the divine realm, still closed his eyes and rested, not knowing that so many things happened in this world in a moment.

A moment in the divine realm, ten years underground.

In a few, there is the end of tens of millions of lives.

People who cultivate immortals are like thousands of ants, but they can eventually enter the divine realm, but only a few people.

Although people do not have this endless life, they can enter the cycle of reincarnation. Once they enter the cycle of reincarnation, all the past is like clouds. They just smile and drink Mengpo soup, and then there is a new life, with new joys and joys, and thousands of affection.

But God, having this endless life is also this endless loneliness and boredom.

It's just that this loneliness is exchanged for eternity.

Some gods could not stand this much loneliness, and forgot the eternity they had earned in exchange for this loneliness before, and fell into the world.

If you have good luck, you can find your loved one like the Lord Lingli, and you will find a pair of people in your life. But if you have bad luck, you will gradually lose your original intention and even forget yourself in the cycle of reincarnation for thousands of years. Or in other words, he has become unrecognizable. For a person who is worthy or not, a relationship will become less like yourself.

Of course, the ending of this luck is so different. Some people are always willing to try it, and they will always succeed again.

I have a love that will never stop until death, and I will no longer be lonely, and my life will be joyful.

However, Bai Liuji was not willing to gamble this point, that's all.

Junyi, Pear Garden.

"Gu Yanbo, you are going to enter the pass today, but you need to practice well, you must have a good life, you must have fallen into a demon." Looking at the man wearing moon-white clothes and a high-end temperament, the silver-white mask in his left eye seemed a little cold. Hu Chenqi said seriously.

Ling Zi, who stood beside Gu Yanbo, looked at Hu Chenxiang with a little cold look, as if Hu Chenxiang was spitting out something bad in his mouth, he would have to solve him.

When Yu Guang saw all these actions, Hu Chenluo just curled the corners of his lips with some amusement and did not say a word.

Lingzi protected Gu Yanbo like this, but he forgot who picked him up. However, Hu Chenqun has always been a person who doesn't care about others, so he has gone with him.

Although the sun is a bit big, the wind is a bit cold.

The pear blossoms that were rolling around the distance were like snow, flying in the air, as if they were trying to keep something.

Gu Yanbo's eyebrows were slightly frowned.

The pear blossoms in the pear orchard are actually going to be cured.

"How many people in the palace have fallen into the water?" Gu Yanbo asked coldly. The pear blossoms were swept by the wind and fell on his shoulders, even more like an immortal. However, he stretched out his hand and stroked the pear blossom petals falling from his shoulders.

The pear petals fell on the bluestone slab, and the moon white and black blue coloured each other, which actually had an indescribable coldness.

"That's all, there are already two." Ling Zi lowered his eyes, frowned, and said in a low voice.

"It seems that Xiaolan can't stand it anymore." Gu Yanbo put his hands in Yuebai's wide sleeves and said calmly.

As the final result was approaching, Xiaolan could no longer hold back.

"This person doesn't pick anything. There are so many frustrated people in this world. Why do they always look at the people in this palace? The people in this palace are still the people in this Jun Yi." Ling Zi asked with confusion with his eyebrows.

Xiaolan also has a lot of skills when she said that. Since she wanted to find the blood of a frustrated person and raise the red peony umbrella, it was very easy. After all, there are many frustrated people in this world, but why are he always wandering in this palace?

"His temperament has always been unpredictable. Bai Liuji also said that when he meets him, he just hides. This red peony umbrella is not so easy to raise. What you want to find here is just the word "lucky." Gu Yanbo said coldly, looking at the pear blossom snow in the yard, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Most people in the world have the obsession they are chanting, whether deep or shallow.

Xiaolan belongs to the former. If you have too deep obsessions, you will often be crazy about it and cannot extricate yourself, but you will not want to extricate yourself.

"I heard that you are about to enter the gate today, so why do you want to watch it?" A sticky young man's voice came. He heard the sound before he saw him. In addition, the pear garden was originally elegant and fragrant, and it also had a bit of sticky smell.

"He came very well." Hu Chenluo frowned slightly, his eyes full of provocation.

This Chi Yue always comes so well.

Now Bai Liuji is no longer by Chi Yue's side. If he is by his side, wouldn't he still indulge him?

Look at Bai Liuji, and then look at his family.

This is the one who raises children. Where does it mean to raise children? It is clearly dealing with enemies.

He was wearing red clothes, and the complex patterns embroidered with gold and silver threads rolled beside his sleeves. Although his face was condensed, his tender face became more and more cute. A gust of wind drifted into Gu Yanbo's pear garden.

"Why, are you here too?" Chi Yue saw the stuff next to Gu Yanbo, and frowned, looking extremely disgusted.

"What? You can come to see Gu Yanbo, but I can't do it anymore? Gu Yanbo is not yours." Hu Chen's book stood next to him, like a Buddha statue. He has always ignored people like Chi Yue who causes trouble, yes, never mind. He looked down on people like Chi Yue. He said something to him, afraid that he would be angry for half a year.

I really don’t know how a person as gentle as jade as Bai Liuji has nurtured such a person! Humph.

I really think that he is the only one who has a backer, he has Bai Liuji, and he has someone.

After thinking about the man, Hu Chenluo's back straightened a little again.

Shuangxian is one of the best masters in the world. And this silver flower gun is the best. If he recognizes the second place in the flower gun, even if he looks at the entire continent, he will not find any first place, and no one will recognize this first place.

Since his unconscienced father and mother entered the divine realm, they have left him alone in this world. But it is better, they are leaving Shuangxian to protect him alone. Otherwise, he would have been gnawed by the old men in Luoshuang City and Wangjiang Tower so that they would not even have bones left.

Although the frost string is a little colder, it is also a little cruel.

But after all, it is also famous for its reputation.

It is no worse than this Bai Liuji.

Although he may not be willing to mention this frost string on weekdays, he has gained a little more strength when he is fighting for his back. Humph, I really think that Hu Chen is easy to mess with.

Who doesn’t have a backer?

"My master? I'm helping Gu Yanbo protect the Dharma. With your little magic, it's better not to be embarrassing here." Chi Yue glanced at Hu Chenlu again and said fragilely.

This sentence made Hu Chenqi's back, which had just straightened up, collapsed again.

He, if he doesn't improve his magic, what if he has nothing to do?

His Chi Yue's magic may not be much better than his.

He didn't understand Chi Yue yet? But he was just like him, very dandy. If it weren't for Bai Liuji pressing on him, he would have gone to heaven long ago. Isn't it just a magic trick, and it's better than him, it's worth it to be his.

"You, aren't you just a little better than me in magic? Some of them are so arrogant." Although Hu Chenqi was a little less confident, his eyes were still wide open and his back was extremely straight.

It seems that this technique is not good, but it is also an extremely good thing.

The weak wind gradually rises, and a pool of spring water is wrinkled.

In the spring water, a few moon-white pear petals fell, floating in the green water, as if there was nowhere to go and no branches to rely on.

OK, pitiful.

Gu Yanbo was in this place. Looking at the war between the two, Hu Chenqi and Chi Yue would not be together. If they were in one place, they would have to distinguish between the top and bottom.

But if something happens, they will be together unexpectedly.

This is probably what is called a thousand kinds of friendship.

Everyone has different ways to express their so-called emotions.

Some are cold, some are gentle, some are also fight.

"I just heard you talk about Xiaolan?" Chi Yue was reluctant to pay attention to such a fur-fried rabbit. He had something to do. As he thought, Rufeng and he quickly sat in front of Gu Yanbo, occupied Hu Chenqun's seat before, and said a little serious to Gu Yanbo.

But Hu Chenqiu himself stared blankly at the air in front of him, as if he had never reacted.

"Xiao Lan?" Gu Yanbo looked at Chi Yue coldly, and the silver-white mask in his left eye seemed a little cold under the white light.

"It's. When I saw the red peony umbrella in this blood-worn book, I also knew that Xiaolan was coming." Chi Yue said, and pulled out the bamboo slips that were wrapped in the sleeves from the red wide sleeves.

The secrets that can be found in this world can be found in this weeping blood.

However, even Chi Yue could only know a little bit of the fur in the secret of crying blood. As for this deepest thing, I am afraid that it would not be omniscient to the previous crying blood Lord Mo Ran.

There are many sayings about the founder of the blood-crying. No one can tell the truth.

Gu Yanbo originally suspected that Xiaolan had some relationship with Xuexue. Now Chi Yue was actually finding the record about Xuexue, which cut off the clue. If Xiaolan had a relationship with Xuexue, she would not have asked people to find their own records so easily, but it is also impossible to rule out that this is just a strategy.

What I remember on my face is superficial.

It just shook someone else's eyes.

Gu Yanbo prefers the latter for these thoughts.

Qu Shuihan once told him that the Lord on his face before the tears of blood was Mo Ran. In fact, Mo Ran was just a matter of some of the matters during this period. All the things in his bones were held in an extremely mysterious person.

This is why, after Mo Ran took over the crying blood, he still couldn't abandon the West Mirror, which had a few thoughts on him.

Most of these people live in the dark, and those who see them on the surface are just puppets.
To be continued...