"Bi Luo Huang Quan... it is indeed true." Qinghun once again laid his eyes on Xia Hou Ranluo, and then continued to speak, "I saw you not long ago. At that time, you were taken away before you could cross the Naihe Bridge.
, However, when I came back this time, I became more beautiful than before. So I said that your life is really good. Maybe in some time, someone will come and take you away. Without crossing Naihe Bridge or drinking Meng Po soup, you
Everyone has the chance to return to the human world."
"What about you? Are you also going back to the human world?" Xia Houranluo just followed the other person's words and asked, but when the question came out, he felt that he was a little abrupt, "I'm sorry, I seem to have made a mistake."
Qinghun shook his head, jumped down from the branch, and stood in front of Xia Hou Ranluo. His tall body was a little taller than Xia Hou Ranluo: "No one here dares to talk to me, and I have a thousand years."
No one talks to me anymore. You are so cute, no wonder some people miss you. Unlike me... I have nothing and no one will remember me after I die."
"How could..."
Seeing what Xia Hou Ranluo wanted to say, Qinghun stretched out the index finger of her right hand and tapped Xia Hou Ranluo's lips lightly, making her stop: "The person who came and left you last time had a familiar aura to me.
So I paid attention to you. Maybe through you, I can feel more of the aura related to the person I am waiting for. But... what is the world like now? When I died, the princes were fighting and the world was in chaos.
It’s time.”
"It is a common practice that the world must be divided if it is united for a long time, and it must be reconciled if it is divided for a long time. However, there are not as many warlocks as before. I think you and others may also be warlocks."
Yes, what kind of outstanding warlock should someone make such a beautiful light soul wait for thousands of years?
"Warlock? When I died, there were no warlocks in the world, and the person I was waiting for... was a god." Qinghun sighed softly, "Sure enough, the world has changed beyond recognition. After a thousand years, the human world has changed beyond recognition.
.However, even gods cannot escape the control of fate. If a mortal masters the magic in time, how can he go against the will of heaven? The last time someone went against the will of heaven and took you away and reborn you, this time I think he will even do it.
It won’t be that easy to take you away.”
"What... do you mean?" Xia Houranluo looked at Qinghun with some confusion. Listening to Qinghun's words, she seemed to be saying that she had died once!
"Last time I remember you told me that your name was Shuzi. You jumped off Fenggui Cliff for the man you loved and fell into the Xiangxue River and died. So what is your name this time and why?
And what about death?”
Xia Hou Ranluo was stunned on the spot. She couldn't help but touch her face. In that moment, she seemed to understand something. She and Xia Hou Yazuo had the same life span, so even though she didn't have the blood of the Xia Hou family, she still seemed to have the same personality.
Xiahou Yazuo has the same beauty and strength, but when Xiahou Yazuo cuts off the connection between the two of them, maybe she will lose her strength and beauty!
The body...if it is rebirth, then the perfect body she bestowed on Ding Longyan on the first night can be explained, but if the face is still retained because of Xiahou Yazuo's love for Shuzi, it is because of the connection between the two people.
If her original appearance is changed, then when she loses such a connection, she will become a purple person!
No, it’s not that she turned into Shu Zi, but...she is Shu Zi!
