Chapter 162: The little master of the puppet (end.

The opening of the fairy palace this time has changed in a different way due to the disturbance of the magic repair.
Mo Xiu was able to help her get out of the washing inkstone, which was not turbulent in front of Dao Xiu, and the most precious treasure from the hands of Sect Master Song, and immediately let Dao Xiu's heart be alarmed.
There was only one person who appeared in Mo Xiu, but so rampant, how many people did not show up? Where can they control the fairy palace? At this time, Immortal Palace is no longer a peaceful and harmless treasure house in Dao Xiu's eyes, but a battlefield with dangers everywhere-
But no one is willing to give up the opportunity they have obtained and leave behind the treasures that are readily available. Therefore, in the end, everyone not only keeps up with the large forces in the fairy palace, but when they are going to disperse outside, they all hug tightly, for fear of falling. After the order, he was hit badly.
It is conceivable that after seeing the existence of Cross Tribulation Demon Xiu with their own eyes, all of them felt that following the Cross Tribulation period was the safest guarantee, especially the Lingyun Sect. At that time, everyone saw it. The doorway of the inkstone is here, and the magic repairs are all by Sect Master Song.
Suddenly, besides Ling Yunzong and Tianfeng City, Song Pianju surrounded a lot of Taoist cultivators. They didn't necessarily gather next to Song Pianju, but scattered around her, looking for treasure while being alert. If there was a slight disturbance, they would be able to jump back like frightened rabbits.
In this way, it took five days with great trepidation, and until the fairy palace was about to close, they had never seen the second magic repair.
"Where is the magic repair?"
Qian Du who walked out of the fairy palace breathed a sigh of relief, but he was puzzled.
Song Pian narrowed her eyes, she didn't know.
But she thought, Yu Yi should come back to find herself, she will come back.
If Qian Du could see the Demon Temple under the suppression of the Immortal Palace, he could understand why they hadn't seen a single Demon Cultivator.
The door of the Demon Palace was open, and it had not been closed since Yu Yi entered, but none of the Demon Xiu inside could escape from the temple door.
Going in from the gate of the temple, there is silence everywhere, only the ashes are burning silently, and some are still with red sparkling fire, lighter than the air, do not need to take the wind, they slowly float up, a black and red sea wandering wantonly.
The ashes thickened into a soft carpet, and Man Zhi stepped on it, almost sinking into it.
Chu Feng pinched her back collar and "lifted" her up. In fact, he used a spell on her behalf to make her stand in the air, without having to touch the ashes left by these magic repairs burning to the extreme.
"So careless?" What Chu Feng said was still human, but his face was covered with ridicule, as if he was looking at a idiot.
Man Zhi stretched out her neck to put her hand off, her face was still a little unnatural, so she smiled more and more fake, sweetly said:
"Isn't this just regaining my memory, dead ghost."
Manzhi was deliberately disgusting Chu Feng.
After she took out the Shekou Lotus from the Xumi Stone, as Chu Feng said, a little stream of light rushed into the sea of ​​her knowledge, and then exploded.
Then according to Chu Fengdao, she slept for a full five days, and Chu Feng stayed beside her for five days-when he heard this, Man Zhi subconsciously looked at his skirt and found that it was neat and tidy. A little disappointed, how could Chu Feng be a serious snake - after she woke up today, the blank memory in her mind that hadn't been noticed before was filled with this stream of light.
In addition to what Chu Feng said, she used secret methods to change orders and rebirth Chu Feng after a thousand years, she even "saw" a woman in her sleep.
The woman wore a blue and water-like wide-sleeved vest, and the fingers that fell on her forehead were warm and cool, very comfortable. She took out a streamer from the center of her eyebrows, but did not bring any pain to Man Zhi. Even when she turned and left, Man Zhi's heart was filled with sentimentality.
It is too simple to generalize with liking. It is a kind of emotion that is heavy and piled in the blood. Man Zhi can only generalize it like this, as if... the other party is his closest elder.
This trustful attachment made Man Zhi suddenly understand after waking up, why Chu Feng spoke of Qiongling in such a manner that he could no longer feel unhappy in his heart.
After the memories were returned, she knew that she was indeed Qin Yi. When she faced Chu Feng again, she felt a little unspeakable for a while. She couldn't let Chu Feng be proud when she was unhappy. She deliberately twitched and sneered, disgusting. Chu Feng.
Who knows, when the phrase "dead ghost" was yelled out, Chu Feng was taken aback, and a light red floated on his face that had always been white and colorless, and it filled the corner of his eye on his cheek.
"You--?" Man Zhi couldn't say anything anymore. Why are these big python shoes blushing.
Seeing Chu Feng pursing his lips and turning his head, revealing red-pointed ears, Man Zhi felt that he should say something to save the embarrassed two, and he accidentally blurted out the truth:
"You look pretty like this."
Man Zhi was shocked when she rushed out, why did she seem to be molesting Chu Feng? Like a disciple in the realm of comprehension, molesting the Gao Leng Buddhist python demon.
The python demon in front of him was dressed in a holy and cold white, and his face was lighter than a peach blossom red, and he looked over with his blue-gray pupils.
"..." Man Zhi blinked.
"Speechful words." Chu Feng snorted softly, speaking in a low muffled voice. Finally, he glanced at her and turned and went to the temple first.
Man Zhi touched his nose, cleared his throat, and quickly raised the corners of his lips to follow.
Manzhi walked towards the main hall following the induction of devilish energy-now the palace is full of ashes, and I don't know how many Yu Yi killed, only the main hall still has residual devilish energy.
When I approached, I didn't do anything, I heard a howl of fear and pain from within:
"Who are you, and how can you have a phoenix seal! You—you are the queen?"
"Please forgive me, I am willing to hand over the Shadow Puppet Art for you to drive away—"
"When you are lost, you shouldn't look at her like that."
Another low female voice interrupted his howling. Her voice was not loud, but she was dormant in a deep turmoil and cruelty. When this sentence fell, the corpses and ashes of the Mandemon Palace suddenly fell, like the subjects trembling when they heard Wang Yin endlessly.
The magic repair voice stopped abruptly, and then he couldn't say a second sentence.
Man Zhi and Chu Feng looked at each other and walked to the front of the main hall.
The light only hits an area in front of the door. Now there are three or two piles of corpses that can barely be seen in the human shape. Man Zhi glanced at his eyes and recognized them. One of them was a fit and the other was Dujie.
She raised her eyes to see, facing the black throne of the palace gate, Yu Yi slowly stood up, the demon cultivator in front of her suddenly fell and scattered into dust.
The crows shed behind the people in front of the throne, and the red-brown pupils were endlessly dark and gloomy. The murderous air between her eyebrows and eyes has not yet dissipated, and when she raised her eyes to look over, it even made Man Zhi's heart beat.
In addition to this look, Man Zhi even noticed that Yu Yi and Song Pianzhen are now ninety-nine percent like Song Pianzhen. If Manzhi hadn't known her true body, he would almost think that Song Pianzhen was in front of him.
"Is this so red?" Man Zhi calmed down and laughed, "If you go to see Song Pianzhen like this, she can't blame me for teaching her child to tear me up."
After she finished speaking, Yu Yi did not respond to her face, but her momentum was slightly reduced, her eyes indifferently passed from the ashes on the ground:
"He is the last one and can leave."
"So anxious? Don't you ask about our situation?"
Yu Yi, who had already gone out, suddenly turned around: "If you don't tell me, I have forgotten - Sumiishi give it to me."
"What do you want Sumeishi for?"
"Pianji want it." Yu Yi finished speaking, thinking of it, she didn't know if Song Pianji was interested in stones or flowers, "Do you still use Shekou lotus?"
"...No need, it's intact, take it to coax your puppet." Man Zhi rolled his eyes secretly, took out the thing neatly in his hand, and threw it into Yu Yi's arms.
Yu Yi put Xumishi away and reached out to catch Shekoulian.
When she touched the Shekou lotus with her fingertips, the still soft lotus petals stretched lightly, and the movements were extremely slight. Yu Yi lowered her head and saw three tiny spots of light float on the black and purple lotus heart. A bit of dust.
Man Zhi and Chu Feng also noticed, Man Zhi inexplicably: "This is... an egg?"
Isn't it over? Why is there a follow-up story that can only be triggered by a daughter after a long time?
Under the gazes of the three, they floated and blended into their eyebrows.
They closed their eyes at the same time and did not move for a long time.
Yu Yi searched for Shihai and didn't feel anything. She opened her eyes: "Did you feel anything?"
Only then did Chu Feng slowly open her eyes, her face calm: "Never."
"I'm not going to see Song Pianzhen, let's go."
Instead, Man Zhi said: "Wait, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you."
Outside the fairy palace, everyone will stay here for three to five days, exchanging the resources they got in the fairy palace.
Song Pianzhen did not make a deal. She settled in a small courtyard arranged by Qian Du. There is only such a small courtyard on this mountain. It is extremely quiet and full of purple and golden bamboo forests. No one dares to disturb her.
Outside the Zijin Bamboo Forest, there is a set of quaint stone tables and stools. The breeze blows under the moonlit night, and the bamboo forest is rustling. The demon rabbits growing in the bamboo forest probe their brains, peeking at the woman on the stone bench, shaking her ears from time to time, extremely agile.
Song Pian smirked and waved at them.
The demon rabbit in the bamboo forest has not seen people for many years, is extremely simple, and is not afraid of people. But Song Pianzhen was in a self-cultivation. They were frightened by her majesty. With the survival instinct, even if her heart was ready to move, her legs were already frightened, how dare to come over.
Song Pianzhen looked at their naive appearance, and unexpectedly thought of the kitten who always acted like a coquettish to herself. The smile on her face faded a bit.
"Boom—"
But in a blink of an eye, the moonlight, which was originally still clean, was blocked by strong winds and thick clouds, and there were bursts of thunder in the sky, and thick black clouds rolled over half of the sky. At a glance, it looked like the desire of the sky.
This is someone crossing the robbery.
Song Pianyu sat quietly, watching the demon rabbit tremblingly rushing into the bamboo forest to hide, she sat under the billowing clouds, drinking a glass of ordinary spirits, hot and spicy in her throat, but there was no other taste.
One cup after another, she drank the cup for an hour until the moonlight fell into the cup again.
The thunder cloud disappeared.
Song Pian stretched her eyebrows and looked at the direction of the road down the mountain, but she never thought that a human figure slowly emerged from the black shadow on the ground. From behind her, she hooked her waist with two bright white and tight arms. Embracing her from behind, her posture is tight and tough, as if to imprison her and then completely monopolize her.
Song Pianxiu stopped breathing, she lowered her eyes, her arms clasped around her waist, and her shoulders suddenly sank. Someone breathed gently in her ears, her nose brushed her side cheeks, and the moist breath hit her face. :
"Sister is drinking."
Song Pianju's face cooled, and he pressed the wine glass against the table, avoiding it.
"open."
"No." Yu Yi really said to do it. She didn't let go, and Song Pianju couldn't break her hand tied to her waist. She suddenly remembered that Yu Yi had just crossed the thunder robbery again, and it was now the Mahayana period.
It's only a step away from ascension, and it's top-notch and unique in the world of cultivation.
In this world, the little girl who she is dedicated to protecting, now has her own cultivation level inferior to her in a blink of an eye.
Song Pian slapped but couldn't open it, so she sat coldly and left Yu Yi. Yubei soaked the palm of her hand with cold, but there was a prickly wine in her throat.
"Sister." Yu Yi whispered to her, her hair resting on Song Pian's shoulders, Song Pian's sideways avoided, letting Yu Yi's long hair fall weakly.
Yu Yi hooped his arms tighter, eyes moistened, and begged in a low voice:
"Sister, don't be angry with me, okay?"
Song Pianzhen still ignored her.
Song Pianzhen ignored her and refused to let her get close.
Yu Yi's eyes rolled over with restlessness, her eyes darkened for a moment, and she was firmly hidden. She bowed her head and buried her on the side of Song Pian's neck. Yu Yi tried her best to control her strength, only pecking lightly, like a little beast licking water, leaving wet water marks and a little red.
Yu Yi's gaze crossed Song Pian's shoulders, and fell on the clavicle in front of her, where the moonlight was full.
Looking down further, one can even see the gully of spring.
Yu Yi's breath sank, and she licked her lips. Because she hadn't moved away, the tip of her tongue fell on Song Pian's neck, like a cinnabar mole.
Song Pianzhen did not avoid it. She did not completely resist herself. Yu Yi's anxiety was relieved a little bit. As comforted, her fingertips fell on the cinnabar mole, and she used some force to slowly turn the light red Knead, knead, thicker.
One emotion faded, and another desire spread. She quietly bit a strand of Song Pianju's hair and grind it with her teeth, like a carp eating flowers.
"Sister." Yu Yi hooked Song Pianyu Qingsi on the tip of her tongue, and it took a long time to spit it out. His tone was extremely pitiful, "I am not good, I am too afraid of you."
"Afraid of me? I think you are not afraid at all, recklessly, dare to lie to me like this before, but now you are doing this to me." Song Pian turned around, her tone as cold as star-covered frost, showing no signs of softening.
Yu Yi had never heard Song Pianzhen speak to herself in such a tone, cold and disappointed.
At a loss, she let go of her tightly looped hands in a daze.
The anger in Song Pianzhen's heart calmed down, which was plausible, and she developed this temperament by indulging her too often.
Song Pianzhen had a headache. In the previous copies, even the most naive Lin Qinglu was not so squeamish. The Qing Lu in this copy is too easy to arouse people’s desire for protection, and is too delicate, Song Pianju can’t help thinking whether she sees Yu Yi as too fragile, over-protected, over-spoiled, and caused by the combination of the two. The situation today.
Song Pianzhen's thoughts of analyzing the situation just got up, and was cut off by a very light choking. She looked up, Yu Yi's eyes widened, and a drop of water was filled with thin water.
Cried.
She wore the enchanting face of Zhang and Song Pianju that was not bad, but when she was wronged, she seemed to be a teenage girl. Her eyes became more and more blurred due to the water, and she frowned, making everyone feel soft.
Song Pian sighed lightly.
Yu Yi said, "I'm afraid you hate demons to repair."
Song Pian frowned: "When did I live like this?"
After speaking, Song Pianzhen saw Yu Yi's expression suddenly clear.
Yu Yi is different from her. She is an outsider and has previous memories and values. Although Song Pianzhen has accepted the concept of the world and followed the customs in the countryside, she has never considered some concepts, just like she does not believe that Taoism is magical. There is a big difference.
But Yu Yi has been Taoist since she was born. She may not care about the difference between good and evil, but the Taoists beside her clearly distinguish between the two. There are not a few people who hate demons. She has this idea... and it is not enough. odd.
She just isn't as lucky as herself to have ontological consciousness. She is like a piece of white paper, which has been rewritten by copies again and again.
"..." Song Pianzhen pressed her eyebrows, why the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Yu Yi was right? She is just too sensitive and uneasy, and these are the characteristics of Qing Lu for a long time, she has known and accepted it a long time ago, for this, she criticized Yu Yi, is it too true—
"Sister, I really know that I was wrong, and I won't do it again." Seeing Song Pianzhen's expression loosened a little, Yu Yi immediately hit the snake with the stick, and quietly grasped Song Pianzhen's cuff, and said carefully.
As she said, she hooked her fingertips, moving from the red dress to Song Pianju's white wrist, extremely restless. She made small movements while observing Song Pianju's mood, as if Song Pianjue only showed a little displeasure, she immediately stopped and returned to the original position.
Song Pianxiu glanced at her small look, angry and funny in her heart.
This time he didn't avoid it, Ren Yuyi slid down her wrist and shook her hand.
The hand was under the robe with wide sleeves, and sneaked up along her arm and wrist. Song Pianju had just drunk a lot of wine, her body was hot, but Yuyi's body temperature was cold, and she hit one place, so that both of them were exposed. With a different look.
Half of Yu Yi's body was covered with Song Pianju. Now the two of them are similar in stature, so it's perfect to be together in one ear and temple.
Yu Yi followed her throat upwards, bit Song Pianju's chin, the tip of her tongue flicked her jaw, Song Pianju opened her lips slightly, Yu Yi smelled some alcohol, not unpleasant, with some bamboo fragrance.
Yu Yi also felt like drinking wine, and her whole body became warm.
At this moment, Song Pianyu asked: "Where is the kitten?"
Yu Yi stepped back slightly, and pointed his pubic area. Dan Tian was located an inch and a half below the umbilicus, Yu Yi's slender fingers flicked there, pointing ambiguously, but both knew it well.
With a hook buried in Yu Yi's eyes, her red lips curled:
"It's here, sister, do you want to see it."
On the blue tile and white wall of the small courtyard, the bamboo shadow shook.
The cultivator has clear eyes and clear eyes. The bed is a distance from the vermilion round window. When Song Pian is lying on the bed, he can hear the rustling sound of bamboo shaking, which is very pleasant to the ears.
There was a little stickiness under her body, the joy of joy faded, and the strange laziness spread from her belly. Song Pianzhen was still satisfied with the wind and moon. She raised her hand and wanted to use a cleansing technique to deal with the filth, but it was covered. The person held the action and turned to clasp her fingers.
Yu Yi pressed against Song Pianjue's profile incomparably affectionately, with two similar faces with very different expressions.
Song Pian frowned at the corners of her eyebrows, with the familiar amorous feelings, which settled in her every subtle movement, and she controlled it freely.
Yu Yi is lighter, flattering like a cigarette, never letting go, but also ambitious, easily out of control, and more dangerously beautiful than Song Pianqin.
When Yu Yi did not hide it, the magical aura overflowed from her body. With her long neck wrapped around her, she held Song Pianyu's long hair, and licked along the traces of her long hair on her body. So, monsters are not like people.
Song Pianju’s hair is made of magical materials, and it has always been dark red. There is no light at this time, only the hazy moonlight sparsely broke into the room, and was blocked by the curtain. This dark red look. It looks like jet black.
This black ink painted on Song Pianju's enchanting and white body. It bent obediently and crossed the trembling swellings. It stopped until the flat lower abdomen and drew a slender hickey.
Yu Yi was drawn by it, and the tips of her hair shyly draped on the edge of the valley and made a small curl. Yu Yi thought it was cute, and couldn't help but hurt her a lot, causing her lower abdomen to shrink.
Yu Yi chuckled twice, and her snorted agitated the poor and lovely hair tails slightly.
The flower juice trembles a bit, dripping on the roots of the plump legs.
"It's not over yet." Yu Yi straightened her upper body, showing her exquisite curves. She didn't hesitate to show Song Pianxiu, and shook the unfading storage bracelet on her wrist again.
The storage bracelet is as beautiful as a precious collar, and Yu Yi is a wild but unretired monster who is cleverly put on a pet pen.
The monster took out a creamy white and translucent Chengguang jade from his collar. Chengguang jade was a jade material of the ground level, and Yu Yi often used it to refine.
Cheng Guangyu is extremely sensitive to temperature, and the color will change between milky white and transparent as the temperature changes. Yu Yi is very proficient in playing with the materials. When his mind moved, the original long square jade was peeled off several layers and molded into it. The sleek appearance resembles a jade pestle.
"What are you doing?" Song Pian lay on her side, propped her head to ask Yu Yi, her tone puzzled.
Yu Yi's gaze traversed the graceful curve she showed from lying on her side, fixed on the slender waist, and was willing to walk down for a long while.
She lay down on the soft pillow next to Song Pianjue, her eyes and Song Pianjue looked directly at each other, the tip of her nose rubbed against Song Pianjue's, affectionate and eager, but her hand was holding Yuchu, passing her waistline, all the way down.
Song Pian suddenly understood.
"you……"
"No." Yu Yi's eyes were full of water, and he smiled and asked, but Song Pianji had no room to refuse.
With a gentle delivery of the milky pestle, all the spring water was squeezed out of the richness. A few drops splashed on Yu Yi's finger, and more were wrapped around the pestle.
The pestle was originally dry and moist, but it went in and out three or two times, and it was completely drenched. It was bitten by the red, ripe flesh, and it was a dilemma.
Yu Yi patted her tight waist and hips, his tone almost commanded:
"Don't be so tight."
Song Pianzhen kicked her legs indiscriminately for unknown reasons, and she glared at Yu Yi in shame when she was thrown out of the shallow wind and waves. Yu Yi was not afraid of her at this time, raised her eyebrows and looked back, smiling at the corners of her lips.
Grumble.
They ate it all.
The thick juice is soaked in water, and every time you bring out some, it makes the bottom of the hips filled with water. If the moonlight can come in, it will definitely shine. But at this time, Yu Yi had no time to pay attention to Wang Chunshui.
She looked closer, and as expected, Cheng Guangyu was almost transparent.
The tip of Yu Yi's nose was so close to the pestle that he was fascinated.
Both of them have divine consciousness. Song Pianju looked at her in such a shape and felt her nose literally. Her whole body was hot red. When she wanted to put her legs back, she was blocked by Yu Yi's hand.
Not only did she stop, she also did other tricks.
The pestle was still cut outside, Yu Yi stretched out his hand and brushed it, and the originally round jade turned into a cluster of tiny flowers.
The petals are all transparent, clearly jade, but at this time they are like crystal clear ice flowers. Four or five small flowers are gathered together, and then clustered into larger flowers, squeezed together, beautiful and cute. It shook against Song Pianju, and it was contaminated with the flower juice she sent, and it seemed to melt under Song Pianju's body temperature.
Yu Yi was obviously satisfied with her masterpiece, she admired the flower that bloomed from Song Pianju's body.
The flowers are too prosperous, and there is no room for Yu Yi to do anything. She had no choice but to control the pounding movement with her mind, pounding deeper and thicker flower juice.
The flower branches trembled, the Chengguang jade flowers were petite and pitiful, and many petals fell off and turned back to milky white, and the jade shavings flew around.
Some fell on the water under Song Pianjiao, like spring pear flowers. Some stickiness lies in Song Pian's legs, making Yu Yi confused for a moment which is whiter and more transparent.
Yu Yi's fingertips touched a piece of jade petals, and handed them to Song Pianju:
"Like it."
Song Pian glanced weakly at her, wearing a lazy style that is hard to see in ordinary days.
Yu Yi was fascinated, holding the jade scraps and bowing her head to kiss.
Song Pianzhen did not refuse, but the kiss fell, and the position of the two suddenly fell.
Yu Yi couldn't help but open her eyes to see Song Pianzhen on her body.
Song Pianju still closed her eyes, and she couldn't see any difference. Her eyes were red, that was the color she created. Yu Yi's breathing was hot, but then she stopped and opened her eyes slightly.
Under her, the Chengguang jade flower quickly closed and restored to its original shape, and then rose a finger length, which looked almost the same as the half wrapped in Song Pianqi—
Song Pianyu ended the kiss, slowly opened his eyes, and sank towards Yu Yi, squinted slightly, and smiled:
"My Yu Yi should also have a taste."
The taste of being held to the extreme.
The pestle that measured the distance between the two disappeared slowly, slowly and little by little, and was eaten cleanly, swallowed, and into the abdomen.
The soft meat sticks to one place, slippery.
The two spring waters converge, becoming thicker and thicker.
The face and body shape that looked like twins, containing the same piece of Chengguang tong, showed almost the same mood.
Grind, send lightly, collect and shrink.
Grumble.
"Sister is still angry?"
After everything was over, Yu Yi was nestled in the quilt, Xiao Xiao yawned, eyes half-open, and muttered.
Song Pianzhen straightened her hair for her and answered silently.
Yu Yi said, "Can I be angry with my sister in turn?"
Song Pianyu was startled. She did not deny it, but first thought about it: "Is there something wrong with me?"
Yu Yi shook her head and nodded again.
Song Pianzhen never missed anything, she just hid something.
Yu Yi has always been a stingy person, she can't accept Song Pianzhen's half concealment, even if the people in the three worlds are also her. She longed for Song Pianju’s past, and couldn’t wait to see it clearly, but she knew how disgusting she was, so she tried her best to restrain her natural instincts
Fortunately, Song Pianzhen's past is not in this world, and is not within her own ability, otherwise Yu Yi is very worried about whether she can ban herself.
At this moment, it seemed that there was nothing more that could not be revealed in front of Song Pianju, Yu Yi's chin was pressed against the soft quilt, and she counted all her dreams.
"...So, why do we meet repeatedly? Sister, why didn't you mention them to me?" Yu Yi paused, "Also, sister, did you know I existed in this world?"
Song Pianzhen didn't know how to answer for a while. Yes, the existence of 09 has brought her a lot of influence, and even let her see 01 in reality. Her consciousness is recovering, but she did not expect Qinglu to experience these with her, seeing the first few copies .
Yu Yi was still waiting for her answer quietly. Song Pianzhen opened her mouth and answered her last question first:
"Yes, I know you will be here." Because we were originally here, we are companions, partners, and even lovers.
Song Pian swallowed the last half sentence, and she still didn't know if the input of the secondary consciousness in the small world was related to the passing of the game, it would cause a series of uncontrollable changes.
When it comes to matters related to Qinglu, she always handles it conservatively and does not dare to venture into it.
"Great."
Ok? Song Pianju's gaze fell back to Yu Yi's face.
Before Song Pianjue's eyes, Yu Yi showed a really happy smile:
"Sister, I really like you."
I really like Song Pianzhen like this. Song Pianzhen who will come to this world and always accompany her.
Yu Yi buried her head in Song Pianju's arms and rubbed it with affection.
Song Pianzhen still felt tender at first, but when she realized that Yu Yi couldn't open her eyes, she became trapped into a little cat, and she felt cute.
But she changed her mind and realized something was wrong:
"Why are you so sleepy?"
This is the realm of cultivating immortals, and there are no monks who are sleepy for no reason.
Yu Yi tried to open his eyes, but before speaking, he yawned again.
"Just after crossing the catastrophe, Man Zhi passed the phoenix seal to me, saying that I have a high cultivation base now, and she has someone to succeed, and the queen will be me."
"After acknowledging the Lord, I should have fallen asleep for a fusion of Phoenix Seal, thinking that my sister is still waiting for me..."
With that, Yu Yi nestled deeper into Song Pianju's arms, and the words that followed were muttering, and she couldn't hear what it was, like a little beast humming.
Feng Yin? Before Song Pianzhen had time to extend this development in the future, he saw Yu Yi tilted his head and fell asleep completely.
Song Pian burst into laughter, and at the same time let go of her heart, and covered the quilt for Gu Zi's sleeping and melding Yu Yi.
Before the smile disappeared from her face, she stopped in the next moment, her eyes flickered, she looked out the window abruptly, and stayed still.
The clouds stop, the wind breaks, the bamboo shadows freeze, the moonlight is lonely and cold, and the whole world seems to have been pressed by the still button.
Song Pianzhen stepped out of the courtyard, and felt the air around him weighed three minutes.
A depressed and tall lone shadow stood under the moon, and Song Pianzhen took a breath.
She never thought that the person who came would be her, or that, when she sensed the 01 breath outside the window and saw the person with her spiritual sense, she still didn't dare to confirm it.
"Chu Feng."
After calling out this sound, Song Pianzhen's eyes no longer waver, she became firm again, and even showed her usual smile:
"Or do you like to be called 01?"
01's long eyebrows are as if dipped in the cold moon, her tone is indifferent, and through Chu Feng's body, she shows a more indifferent expression than Chu Feng:
"You don't need to confuse me and the residents of this world. Although she and Manzhi had anchors in the body when they were created, but apart from the'in use' state, they have nothing more to do with the game. ."
This passage gave too many points of information. Song Pianzhen skimmed through the words "anchor" and "in use" and confirmed:
"They are like Yu Yi. They don't remember everything about going through the game, but they will occasionally'borrow' their bodies."
01 Nodded, he explained, who has always been silent:
"You can understand them as an instrument. The'virus' of the fast traversal bureau was implanted in the early stage of construction. We only need to implant the operating conditions of the fast traverse bureau at the required time, activate the'virus', and control the instrument itself. ."
"Is it a tombstone?"
"Yes."
Song Pianzhen understood that the fast-passing breath she felt on the tombstone turned out to be the so-called operating condition.
Song Pianzhen thought of Manzhi, and after obtaining the tombstone, he gave the Fengyin to Yu Yi's Manzhi.
This time without waiting for her to ask, 01 means:
"Similarly, 09 is activated on Manzhi."
Song Pianzhen fixed his eyes on 01, with a calm tone:
"What is your purpose?"
01 Leaning forward, Song Pianzhen saw a cruel and merciless light in her eyes.
"In order to give your final task. Your task is—"
"Kill the queen, tonight."
"Complete this task, I will wait for you in the quick pass."
When Yu Yi woke up, the night was almost over, the sky was misty and bright and light and fluffy.
Song Pianzhen was not by her side, Yu Yi put on a gown, and followed her spiritual sense to find it. She slept very comfortably this night, lazily all over her body.
She has one more thing to tell Song Pianzhen—it should be said that the light spot attached to the Shekou Lotus brought her a surprise.
Yu Yi found Song Pianju near the Zijin Bamboo Forest.
She walked past the white wild flowers, avoiding slightly to avoid knocking off the crystal clear morning dew on the flowers, and came to Song Pianxiu:
"Sister, I dreamed of my mother and father."
Song Pianzhen looked sideways at her, there seemed to be something she couldn't understand in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared, saying:
"Ok?"
Yu Yi put the previous abnormality aside first, and smiled:
"My mother told me in her dream that she and her father went to another world to live a good life."
Yu Yi finally made it clear in her dream, what the mother said to her in the violent sea lastly--
Don't be sad and live well.
Only then did she believe what Chu Feng meant by "Sky Spirit said she would die". In fact, her parents didn't really die, they just left the world she was in.
Yu Yi told Song Pianzhen all these things, and Song Pianzheng smiled, her face so tender in the soft sunlight:
"So, you can also let go."
Such Song Pianzhen made Yu Yi couldn't move her eyes, but she keenly sensed something, and put it away with joy and said:
"Sister, are you unhappy?"
Song Pianxu did not answer, leaning over, and reached out to stroke Yu Yi's side cheek.
The palms were a little cold, Yu Yi looked at Song Pianzhen without blinking.
Song Pianzhen is still so gentle, with a natural tenderness that cannot be erased, especially when he mutters, saying anything, as if he is talking about love:
"Yu Yi, are you willing to... die in my hands?"
She asked herself in an emotional tone.
The wind passed by the ears, and Yu Yi's temples waved.
Suddenly for a moment, then, she nodded without hesitation:
"Yes." Yu Yi bends her lips, puts her hand on the back of Song Pianju's hand, her eyes are clear, "I have my sister with me, why am I not willing."
Press the pause button at this time, and you don't have to worry about another wave in the future, no more concealment, another experience of birth, old age, sickness, and death, and parting between people. Just thinking about it makes you happy.
Died in Song Pianzhen's hands, making herself completely hers.
And Song Pianzhen, as his substitute puppet, would stop breathing when he died, and could not live alone for even one breath for one second.
She couldn't ask for it.
Song Pianzhen looked at Yu Yi's bright eyes and the real smile on her face, and could not speak for a while.
After Chu Feng left the final mission and left, Song Pianzhen sat there for an hour. She measured the consequences and development of the mission failure, or whether she should tell Qing Lu the matter...
But she did not expect that, facing this problem, Yu Yi readily agreed, even happily.
"When will my sister kill me?" Yu Yi stood in front of her, eagerly asked.
Song Pianzhen heard a bit of urging, and couldn't help wondering if he was thinking too much, or if this little boy was really badly taught by him.
But... she looked at the daylight that was about to break, and she knew that she was too delayed. After putting aside the worries about Yu Yi, Song Pianzhen quickly made up her mind, she said seriously:
"Don't you want to know where I came from? I can tell you now that I come from an organization called Quick Crossing, and you are also a quick cross."
Before Chu Feng left, Song Pianzhen asked her if she could tell Yu Yi about the existence of Kuaichao, Chu Feng hesitated and agreed. Song Pianzhen finally confessed to Yu Yi's origin and everything.
"We are companions and lovers."
Song Pianzhen told Yu Yi about the existence of Quick Crossing, her identity and her memory loss, and finally she said:
"Although I have no memory, after you dismantled system 09, I remembered 01