: 1398. Brightly engraved

Yan Zhaoge saw Chen Ganhua, and he said: "Is the source of the collection, or the latitude and longitude? If it is not a special method, I will not find that there is already someone in the tree before the tree."
"But this light and shadow illusion seems to originate from the Canghua tree itself. How can I not see it? Is someone actually making a fake?"
He slanted each other: "I will say who is so boring, not to be a second person besides you."
Although Chen Ganhua’s expression is lazy, his eyes are bright, and Yan Zhao’s eyes are opposite. He smiles and says:
Respecting, reminiscing, and trying to make the best of their lives, they must discover the truth. It’s as good as I thought it was.

"I thought that if I am willing to take my righteousness and be determined and fearless, the result will be ugly and disappointing. It will be disappointing. The resulting gap will make you react. I am really interested. How can it be boring?"
Chen Ganhua shook his head with regret: "Unfortunately, you see that it is my handwriting."
Speaking of this, he suddenly laughed: "When I made this image, I used a variety of secret methods to bless, not to mention the true fairy, the fairy, but the fairy will be deceived, but you can see through it, Yan Zhao song, You are very special!"
Yan Zhaoge looked at Chen Ganhua and laughed: "If you say so, I don't look at it. I also know the true last words of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty before the death. It is the opposite of the illusion that you created."
"You have doubts because of me at the moment, even if it does not meet your expectations, you will think that I have faked." Chen Ganhua said indifferently.
He opened his palm and showed a hail-like crystal in his palm.
The projection of light and shadow in the crystal falls on the water curtain in the emptiness, as if it were the world's barrier, and it straddles between the two.
The appearance of a person in the light and shadow is a woman in a white dress.
It is the Tongming Emperor Hu Yuexin.
Compared with the images faked by Chen Qianhua, the appearance of Hu Yuexin in the light and shadow at this moment is no different.
The face is dull and the skin color is pale, which makes it clear that her injury has been anointed, and she is in the last moments of her life.
However, unlike the image that Chen Ganhua forged, the Hu Yue heart here has a lot of looks.
A vomiting gas spit out, mixed with gray and blood red.
When the breath blew, Hu Yue’s heart was originally bloodless on the cheek, but it was more red.
Under the return of light, her look is even more bleak and open-minded.
Although there are weaknesses in the eyes that can't be concealed, but peace is like water, no fear and anger.
"Master, don't know where your old man is now? Is it innocent?" Hu Yuexin looked up at the curtain of the sky and looked at the scenes on the water screen. He couldn't help but be a bit ecstasy: "With your disposition, you don't want to avoid life and death. In fact, I have some preparations in my heart."
"If you are still there, you won't have a little movement for so many years, but I still have a few thoughts in my heart."
Hu Yue’s mouth is smiling:
However, today, the disciple is afraid to leave first. I sincerely hope that you will be alive, but unfortunately I can’t wait for the day you come back.

"But I didn't lose face to you."
The white skirt woman whispered softly: "Now I will accompany you to drink, I can drink you two or three."

The bed I liked when I slept, I have been taking care of it for so many years, and I haven’t let the insects go.

"As long as you want, we can drink from the sun to the midnight, then sleep from midnight to the top three."
"It's just a problem with your pouting. I may be hard to change, but if you are willing to come back soon, I will try my best to change it. Try to talk less to you..."
Hu Yue’s heart is confusing, and it seems that there is no focus.
But at the end, she smiled and the blood on her pale cheeks was thicker: "You taught me that I have never forgotten."
"Even if the road ahead is rugged, harder, and hopeless, I have never wavered. In order to revitalize my authenticity, I will do my part to clean up the evil spirits."
"The debris of the Tianyuan Stone that you mentioned in the past, I got it, and I did my best to let this treasure not fall back into the outer road."
"I have done a lot of temperament today, but there are people who follow it. As you taught me that year, I believe that people will stick to it and will wait until the day when the storm is clear and the chaos is gone."
Hu Yuexin's face began to fade away, and his eyes began to faint, and he was really caught in the dying.
Inside the eyes, there is a beautiful figure of a woman in Biyi, which is the sacred singer of the old wooden star.
"I can't see that day, but our descendants will definitely see it... I hope Master can see it when you return in the future."
Hu Yue’s heart gradually became low and his breath gradually weakened.
The figure that emerged from her pupils gradually became the appearance of another person.
It was a young man, dressed in black, with a white robe and a long black hair from the back.
Its appearance of the five senses is similar to that of the Ming Dynasty Emperor Yin Tianxia, ​​who is known by Yan Zhaoge and others.
However, this man is much younger than the image that Yin Tianxia has left to the world.
At the same time, in the memory of Yan Zhaoge and other people, Yin Tian, ​​long hair black, but the two white eyes pure white.
The eyebrows of this young man are still black.
But the pair of black and white is distinct, and Shen Xiong’s quiet eyes are generally the same as those of Yan Zhaoge and others.
"I know that my habit of being late is not good, especially this time, it is a few hundred years late." The white skirt woman's neck gradually lost the power to support the skull, and the dagger became more and more low: "But I promise this is the last Once."
"Baichuan, I am coming."
The sound was so low that it was inaudible until it was completely cut off.
And the woman in the white skirt sat down in the same place, with her head lowered and no breath.
Tongming Emperor Hu Yuexin, after all, died in a foreign space in the tributary of this Tianhe River.
In the light and shadow picture, her will is gradually changing, and there is light shining from it.
The vitality of the episode was over, and eventually the figure disappeared. Only one sapling was rooted in the original place, and the branches and leaves were taken and finally turned into the towering tree.
Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunqi stood in the same place, watching this scene, silently.
After a long time, the two together went to the Canghua Tree for a ceremony.
"Is that the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty?" Feng Yun asked softly.
"Yes." Yan Zhao replied silently: "Yin Baichuan is the real name of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. After he succeeded as the leader of the sacred sacred religion, he changed his name to Yin Tianxia."
He turned to look at Chen Ganhua and his eyes were cold.
"Is this satisfied?" Chen Ganhua's expression is a bit disgusting: "Unexpectedly, it is the greatest pleasure for people to live, what has long been known, what is the fun?"
Yan Zhaoge said coldly: "Some people, some things, let you find happiness, what do you count?"