For a moment, one man and one demon fought so hard that the sky and the earth changed color. Sword blades were seen flying in mid-air, and murderous auras shot straight into the sky and crisscrossed the sky and the earth.

Murong Qianqian always thought that Xuanyuan Yao's martial arts were good, but she never expected that his martial arts would be so good, and she was stunned for a long time.

In the midst of astonishment, Su Yeluo and Xuanyuan Yao were already fighting farther and farther away, and they gradually disappeared into the flowers and no one could be seen. Except for the petals flying in the sky, there was really no sign of anyone and the devil fighting.

Although Murong Qianqian was still frightened, she was always very curious about fighting, so she picked up her skirt and chased after them.

However, as soon as she ran two steps, she heard a "squeak~". It turned out that her skirt was pressed by the ice coffin. As soon as she ran, she staggered a few steps and fell on all fours.

Moreover, this fall accidentally hit Tong Ling'er's soul. What's more terrible is that she also woke up Tong Ling'er.

Murong Qianqian was very puzzled. She felt that Tong Ling'er and she were not in the same time and space, so even if she was hit, the other person shouldn't feel anything.

However, Tong Ling'er was really knocked awake by her. She rubbed the lump on her head and said, "Girl, are you okay~ Hey, where is Luo?"

Murong Qianqian felt that Tong Ling'er had the intention to save her just now and was considered a ghost with a conscience, so she pointed to the place where the petals were flying, "He and Yao Yao were fighting there~"

Upon hearing this, Tong Ling'er immediately forced herself to stand up, but maybe she was a little anxious, so she immediately vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Ah~ It turns out that ghosts also have blood, but the color of the blood is not good-looking, it is dark and sloppy~" When Murong Qianqian saw that Tong Ling'er could vomit blood, she immediately studied it with interest.

Tong Ling'er stood firm on the ice coffin and asked, "Girl, can you please lead me over~"

Murong Qianqian was squatting on the ground studying the pool of blood. Hearing this, he immediately shook his head and said, "The two men were fighting so lively there, so I didn't want to cause trouble."

But she thought in her heart that she would not be so foolish as to seek death because she had no eyesight. As she was thinking this, a stone fell from the sky and hit her on the head.

Immediately I understood that this blindness of swords and guns must be a bit too powerful. From such a long distance, I couldn't help but pick up a few bunches of flowers and plants to wrap myself up.

Seeing that Murong Qianqian refused to move, Tong Ling'er had no choice but to grit his teeth and stand up and float forward. However, after only two steps, his body shook and he fell down.

Another mouthful of blood was vomited out. It seemed that Tong Ling'er acted as weakly as Lin Daiyu. He vomited two mouthfuls of blood when he said a word and two mouthfuls when he moved.

"I say Miss Tong Ling'er, please don't stir up trouble. Why don't you sit here with me and wait until they are almost done fighting and they will come out naturally." Murong Qianqian took a few steps and squatted over and said.

Tong Ling'er wondered: "If you are willing to risk your life to break into the fantasy land of flowers, that young man must be the girl's sweetheart. Don't you worry about his safety at all?"

Murong Qianqian secretly cursed her sweetheart, but she raised her eyebrows and said, "Why should I worry? The ice cube man who kills a thousand swords is not that stupid. He will escape on his own if he can't be beaten."

Tong Ling'er frowned when he heard this, and Murong Qianqian comforted him: "What are you worried about? Your family is so demonic~ How can it be impossible to defeat a mortal~"

"Qianqian, you can say it again!" Xuanyuan Yao's threatening voice sounded in the air.

Murong Qianqian immediately stuck out her tongue and buried herself in the flowers to avoid another disaster. At this moment, Tong Ling'er's voice sounded, "I really envy you two, girl~"

Hearing this, Murong Qianqian raised her head. She felt that maybe Tong Ling'er was a ghost and had some abnormal brains, so she envied her and Xuanyuan Yao.

"Miss Ling'er, I don't agree with what you are saying. It's really good for you and Su Yeluo to be like this. Is it possible that you like sadistic dramas?"

Tong Ling'er was a little confused and leaned on the ice coffin and slowly said: "Two hundred years ago, when Luo and I met, it was also a very beautiful time.

We read together, played chess together, recited poems and composed poems together. I would stand aside and watch while he practiced swordplay, and while I danced, he..."

Although Murong Qianqian liked listening to stories, she was not very interested in repeated stories, so she coughed twice and said: "Miss Ling'er, your Jialuo has already said this,

Since you're interested, why don't you tell me the next story? Aren't you already dead? Don't TV shows often show that after death, there will be black and white to enchant people's souls?

But how come your soul is still standing here intact, and even after 0 years, this body is still intact? Tell me about it~"

Tong Ling'er looked at the petals flying in the sky, sighed and said: "It's a long story, it goes back two hundred years.

At that time, I was thinking that Luo had already passed away, so I took poison when I got on the sedan chair, thinking that this way I could reunite with Luo.

However, Luo didn't die, but I couldn't live. That feeling cannot be expressed in words. I wanted to struggle to survive, but my consciousness became increasingly blurred.

When he woke up, Luo had sold his soul to the Demon Lord and became a protector of the demon world. As a demon, he had abilities that mortals did not have.

He put my body in an ice coffin to ensure that it would never rot, and because my soul entered the illusion of flowers, the black and white of hell could not enter, so my soul was saved."

When she said this, Tong Ling'er looked up again at the petals flying in the sky, and continued in silence for a moment: "But if you want to preserve the illusion of flowers, you must use the spirit of the flowers to maintain it.

Therefore, for the past two hundred years, Luo has been gathering the sea of ​​flowers in Huadu City here, which is why there is not a single flower in Huadu City now.

However, although my soul was saved, Luo Yin sold his soul to the Demon Lord, so he must complete the task assigned to him by the Demon Lord.

Sometimes, it is to kill some innocent knights, sometimes to bully the weak. Luo is a kind-hearted person, and he is unwilling to do these unscrupulous things.

However, the most direct consequence of his failure to do so is that the Flower Illusion will be shattered, and then I will live up to my existence. I am the Demon Lord's weapon to threaten Luo.

I often think that if I had died 20 years ago, maybe Luo wouldn't be so hardworking now, or maybe he would have been reincarnated, fell in love with another woman, and had his own happy family."

Tong Ling'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then looked at Murong Qianqian and said, "Until a few days ago, Luo said that he met a girl whose heart is a sacred object and can help me come back to life."
Chapter completed!