PFC Chapter 425 Fu Lu Palace (4)
Chapter 425 Fu Lu Palace (4)
This enthusiasm has only occurred for a day or two. It is impossible for him not to know that the Jiuxiao Competition has the Soul Lock as the final event and reward, but why does he want them to get it now?
It shows that something has been quietly changing in recent times.
That night, Wan He fell down due to sleepiness. His hands and Yan Mo's hands reached Wan He's head and shoulders at the same time. In an instant, he felt the inner feelings of a man who never showed his emotions.
Deep yet obscure, obscure yet restrained, restrained yet evasive.
Three hundred years ago, when A Luo died, Yan Mo, the master of the Kunlun Snow Region, appeared alone on the Penglai Fairy Island and sent away A Luo's three souls and seven souls with a song of soul flowers.
Did he really go to see Aluo off?
What kind of hatred existed between them, and why did he need to personally come to see Aluo off when he was about to die?
He spent all his energy to rejuvenate himself and look for Aluo's three souls and seven souls, but in the end he only found two heavenly souls. So where did the other souls go?
Based on Young Master Liubo's cultivation at that time, the Lord of Heaven would not necessarily lose if he came down to fight for eight hundred rounds. Then why, after exhausting his cultivation, could he not find any other souls?
There is only one explanation. The other souls have been taken away by some people.
Once Yan Mo was silent, but now he is speaking out, it must be because the time is ripe for something.
He always felt that Yanmo was unfathomable and everything was within his expectations.
Even his origin may only be known by Yan Mo.
So who took away the soul that was taken away in the first place?
Wan He frowned more and more: "Fifth Senior Brother, what are you thinking of?"
Yan Yi raised his eyes: "This Jiuxiao Competition, there may be unexpected opportunities. My feeling is generally not wrong. If you don't say some things now, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future."
Wan He suddenly tightened his palms: "You feel it too, right?"
Yan Yi: "Have you felt it earlier?"
Wan He nodded: "Although I walked to Fulu Hall and didn't encounter any danger, I have a very strong feeling that something will happen to you."
Yan Yi couldn't help laughing: "It's unlikely anything will happen. The Jiuxiao Competition is held every three years, and all the immortal sects in Shengse Hainan always participate. Nothing happened. You're just too nervous."
"Then what feeling are you talking about?"
"My feeling..." Yan Yi paused for a moment, looking at Wan He word by word: "If something happens to you this time, or you ascend, or you regain the memories and abilities of your previous life, you may become a different person." Become another person.
Until then, don't forget, no matter who you become, I can find an identity that corresponds to you.
You are A Luo, I am A Ze, you are Wan He, and I am Yan Yi.
If it's too early to be laid off at the age of thirty-eight, a hundred years is not too early.
If you still can't truly understand my intention, the hundred-year deadline cannot be later, do you understand? "
Wan He's eyes tightened: "Fifth Senior Brother, you?"
"Huh, are you stressed?"
"No, no, I..." Wan He's eyelashes trembled slightly: "You know about my past and present lives. Between me and Master, maybe..."
"That's why I took the initiative at this time."
He was worried, worried that when Jiuxiao Dabi and his party opened the eyes of the gods, Wan He would no longer be Wan He, she would become the A Luo she once was, and her heart would fall on that man.
He knew that by then, there was nothing he could do to save her, and some things were bound to happen. Three hundred years ago, he tried his best to send her away, wasn't it just so that this day could come again?
"Forget it, I'm just kidding you. Are you feeling more relaxed now?" After a while, Yan Yi chuckled and denied.
Wan He opened his mouth: "Are you kidding?"
She was not stupid, of course she knew it couldn't be a joke, Yan Yi just didn't want her to feel pressured.
"Yeah, just kidding.
When I sent you away, I didn't think about the future. I just wanted to revive you. You are still Aluo. I have not considered whether your heart will change or not.
It means that Aze doesn’t want anything from you, and neither does Fifth Senior Brother.
My heart is true. It doesn't matter whether you choose me or not. I don't want Yan Yi to feel the same regrets for what Aze never said in his life.
As long as you know, you don’t need to respond to me. I respect whatever you choose. "
Translated into vernacular: I like you, and it has nothing to do with you. It doesn’t matter whether you respond or not, but you have to know that I like you.
Wan He stretched out his hand from the iron bars: "Fifth Senior Brother, you don't want it"
"click"
Around Wan He's hand, the iron bars suddenly disappeared, and the iron bars she was holding disappeared as well. Her body suddenly leaned forward, and Yan Yi supported her with one hand.
Wan He raised his eyes, full of confusion: "You?"
Yan Yi helped her stand up: "Are you scared?"
Wan He shook her head, but her mind was in a mess: "What did you just say to me?"
"It's to break the formation."
Wan He was stunned: "What kind of formation would say such a thing?"
Yan Yi opened his palm. The shape was round, the color was red, and there were ancient runes inside.
"Ever heard of the Heart-Separating Curse?"
Wan He's fingertips touched the palm of his hand and he traced it carefully: "The Heart-Separating Curse can solve hundreds of thousands of demonic obstacles and can save others and save yourself.
You draw it into the talisman and untie it for me to draw the ground as a prison.
If your heart-cutting spell is not fulfilled in the future, your heart will really be cut open. "
The Heart-Separating Curse is very powerful and has great backlash.
Its damage and self-destruction are equally proportional.
Yan Yi tightened his fingers and held her hand.
"It doesn't matter, there is still a long time in the future, and you have lived long enough.
Master said that I am a product outside the three realms and will not enter reincarnation. In other words, I will not die. "
Wan He raised his head: "I'm only temporarily trapped and my life is not in danger. Why did you pay such a high price to release me?"
“There is a time limit for drawing a prison wall.
If you don't get out for an hour, unless you burst the teleportation beads and leave, you will be trapped in it forever, and no one can come. "
Wan He was a little anxious: "Then I'll just crush the teleportation beads. I still have the bodyguard Jane. Why do you want to take this risk?"
Yan Yi's pupils turned, and he chuckled a little resignedly: "Are you so anxious, are you angry with me for saying those words?
It doesn't matter. Whether I live or die, I won't count you in it. I didn't force it before and I won't force it now. Just pretend you don't know. "
In his eyes, his use of the Heart-Separating Curse was the same as Wan He's use of teleportation beads or protective slips. It was just a tool for help.
He didn't care at all about his own life or death.
Wan He suddenly looked at the other hand he raised: "How can I pretend that I don't know?
Do you want to give me a forgetting spell like Master? "
Yan Yi paused and said, "Oh, little junior sister has grown up, and nothing can be hidden from your eyes."
Wan He grabbed his hand and turned the other hand to hold him.
Yan Yi looked at the two hands held together by her, and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "I have never thought about embarrassing you..."
Wan He put his hands on both sides of his face: "Fifth Senior Brother, feel it..."
Yan Yi was puzzled: "What do you feel?"
"Feel my face, is it hot?"