The pear blossoms rising in the wind are floating down melodiously.

The person in his arms seemed to be sleeping deeply. Su Mu looked at it for a long time and then shouted softly, "Roamen?"

Yanzhi's eyes were closed, her slender eyelashes were slightly lowered, and her body was so light that Su Mu could pick her up with one hand.

She must have been sleepy so deeply that she couldn't even hear her calling.

Su Mu looked dazed and pressed his cheek against her forehead. Tears in his eyes slid from the corners of his eyes and fell on her face.

The wind in the pear blossom forest gradually became stronger, and the petals fell like rain. In a moment, only bare branches were left.

He hurriedly carried Yanzhi back to the house. She would definitely not be able to bear such a strong wind. Her body was too weak, and the fall of the petals might hurt her.

Su Mu met Mrs. Sun who had just been carried into the house, "Young grandma is asleep again?"

Su Mu nodded when he heard this and chuckled softly. The smile was too pale and weak, as if he had to breathe a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Sun looked at Yanzhi, her hands were weakly vertical, her face was not angry at all, her chest did not fluctuate, and she couldn't help but frown slightly.

Su Mu put Yanzhi on the bed and lay beside her and hugged her in his arms. Yanzhi still had a little body temperature, but this body temperature would soon disappear.

He held her and tidied her hair from time to time, and then called her softly, but unfortunately there was no response.

Su Mu was stunned for a long time, and finally shed tears. The crying sound made people feel blood in their hearts.

Suddenly, a child murmur came from the room. Su Mu seemed to have not heard it. Mrs. Sun stood outside with the child in his arms, "Young master, you still have a young master, please take care of yourself..."

Su Mu hugged Yanzhi tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Let Su Shou take him back, no one cares about him in the future."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Sun hurriedly said, "Young Master, this is your child. You suffered so much loss when you were young. How could you still make your child suffer this loss?" Seeing that Su Mu was not moving, Mrs. Sun hurriedly carried the child forward and handed the child to Su Mu, "Look at how much this child looks like you, even the young grandmother said she looked like you. She often looked at this child and missed you. Are you willing to bear it?"

When Su Mu heard this, his eyes gradually became focal. He looked at the child, "Like me?"

Seeing that he had a reaction, Mrs. Sun hurriedly hugged the child and nodded.

Su Mu looked at the child for a while and suddenly remembered the man in gray who had gone without a trace. His hands trembled slightly, "Go and ask the person in the hospital, who does this child look like?"

Mrs. Sun was stunned and said in confusion: "Young Master?"

Su Mu looked a little crazy and suddenly shouted loudly: "Go and ask!"

Mrs. Sun held the child and asked everyone in the mansion, saying that the child looked like Su Mu.

Su Mu invited more than a dozen painters to draw the appearance of the children they saw, all of which were their own eyebrows.

Su Muping looked at the child in the painting quietly, and he was indeed like him, and he was like a smaller version.

The child in Gu Yun's place looked like him. Su Mu took the paper and said softly: "It seems, it looks really too much like me..." After saying that, he suddenly laughed again, looking like he was crazy.

Everyone retreated one after another, not daring to approach him.

Su Mu smiled for a long time and then suddenly stopped smiling. He took the paper in his hand and walked into the house quietly. As soon as he entered the house, he saw that there was no rouge on the bed. This was really the last straw that bent the camel.

Su Mu's pupils kept shrinking, rushed out of the house and pulled the slave outside and said hysterically: "Where are you, where have you taken the person?"

"Young Master... I don't know...!" The slave was so scared that he couldn't even stand his feet when he wanted to eat people. The slaves in the yard scattered everywhere and couldn't avoid it.

Su Mu's eyes were red and he went completely crazy. The few people worked together to pull them and were injured. They looked like they were going to kill people. Everyone did not dare to come again and fled to their lives.

Su An burst into tears for a moment. His son always described his neat and straightforward behavior. Now his hair is so loose, he is confused and looks pitiful and crazy.

The young grandma was gone again, and no one could make the decision in the huge mansion. Su An had no choice but to follow everyone to hide and drive out of the mansion to chase Fang Waizi who had just left.

Su Mu searched in the yard for a long time, but couldn't find Yanzhi, and his face became more and more ferocious and terrifying.

Suddenly, he looked at the room without moving, and a person slowly walked out of it, wearing a ground-to-ceiling gray robe and a huge hat brim covering half of his face.

The man in gray looked at him and handed the wooden hairpin in his hand to Su Mu, "Do you still remember the wooden hairpin you carved with your own hands?"

Su Mu looked at the wooden hairpin and had no reaction at all. The man in gray smiled and said nothing, "You have followed this wooden hairpin for three lifetimes..."

As he spoke, the wooden hairpin in his hand turned into a wisp of smoke and clouds, scattering everywhere, and suddenly gathered together after a while, rushing back to Su Mu's body, as if his bones and blood were returned, and his soul gathered.

The distant sound seemed to come from the sky, intertwined but heard clearly.

"I have come down to this world to experience the evil people's kalpas to overcome the evil people's heart. If I cannot realize the truth, I will be reborn in the cycle of reincarnation and will never be restored."

"Arong, after that, I hope you will take good care of yourself."

"You don't even have the most basic integrity and kindness, and you are not worthy of being my disciple."

"If you do evil more, you will die. If the young master does not want to suffer bad consequences, it is better to restrain yourself, so as not to... suffer karma in the future."

"Abian, let's not meet again."

Those sounds came into the ears like chanting mantras, and clear pictures suddenly squeezed into Su Mu's mind that had lost his clarity.

The surrounding immortal power disperses greatly, and the air flow in the air fluctuates greatly. It is better to die than to be depressed.

Su Mu closed his eyes and felt a splitting headache, bleeding slightly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, his face was pale, and his forehead was wet.

The man in gray was suppressed and his back was slightly wet with sweat. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. He forced himself to extend his hands and bow, "I welcome the Emperor Immortal to return from the tribulation. I wonder if you have experienced the hearts of evil people and realized the profound way of passing the law?" As he said, his face was sarcastic, "Anyone who passed the Emperor Immortal can get blessings and will have your blessings. It's a pity that the little evil thing, I don't know the intention of the Emperor Immortal to die in vain...

I really thought that I had gone to you for the sake of the sword. It was a pity that the Emperor Immortal lost her after she realized the truth. It was so pitiful and a pity.

What other paths do you practice and who will you save?”

The surrounding immortal power became more and more tight, like a giant python tangling dead objects, crushing the ground and twisting around.

The man in gray secretly gritted his teeth and held on. Whether the immortals and immortals who were above the nine heavens and high mountains could enter the Immortal Sect in one go, and whether the demonic path could regain their arms to help them, is all about this experience today.

In just a few breaths, the air flow in the air suddenly stopped, and the bone-eating pressure suddenly loosened. The immortal power was mellow and long, and the wisps were like the spring breeze, invisible but deep-rooted and unshakable.

Su Mu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and not half-cold, and he was ruthless, without desire, and had no desires. His heart was as pure and silent as water, and his voice was as clear as joy and meditation. "Gusong, you have not made any progress in the demon world, and you are still considering and studying these small things."

Gusong hated him the most for the way he looked like a child playing. He didn't want to spend all his time disturbing his mind. He was unmoved at all, and he became more and more unwilling. He slowly said in a hoarse voice: "That little yin object has been punished for so many years, and he was crying and calling you. Those sounds are so pitiful...

Do you want to listen?"

The people in front of you are as fairy-like as they were thousands of years ago, without being involved in the worldly desires or being foul-monstered. "After you return to yourself, everything in the past is not me, they are not me, and the way I seek will remain unchanged forever."

Yanzhi got off the underworld and walked slowly across the underworld. The ghost mess behind him muttered, "You died cleanly, and you didn't see any blood. You asked me to fight for more than 300 times in vain, fighting to pick you up, but you didn't even watch the excitement..."

rouge:"……"

"Forget it, there will be a lot of fun to watch later. You killed the dragon son in the mortal world, but he has not yet woken up. The Dragon King swam around the underworld every day, just waiting for you. In a while, he will be stripped away..."

Rouge said lightly, "Oh."

Seeing that she was not afraid at all, the ghost messenger couldn't help but fly to her and said angrily: "Oh! Do you know how much water there is in the Dragon King's mouth, and it's almost flooding the underworld. The King of Hell and the judge are evacuating rivers and controlling water every day, and the people in the Forget River are almost flooding!"

As he spoke, Yanzhi saw the Wangchuan River from afar. The water in the river overflowed, and the things inside came out as well. Stacks of ghost messengers were busy hitting the crawling out inside.

The giant dragon swam around in the air, and from time to time, lightning and thundering, the rain was soaring, even the Rouge was wet, and the scene was quite spectacular and lively.

The King of Hell stood by the Forgetful River and looked sad. The judge asked, "Dragon Prince, the fate of the Yin object has arrived. It will be here soon. You are angry first and drink a sip of water to take a break."

The judge was spitting out by the Dragon King as he spoke, and even the King of Hell standing beside him was affected.

The King of Hell raised his hand and wiped his face. Seeing the Dragon King wishing to make this old man into skewers and eat it. It was so terrible, endless!

Just as I was thinking that the Dragon King had already flew forward "swoosh" and disappeared.

Yanzhi looked at the Dragon King in front of her and her mouth opened into a round shape. It was really big. Her eyes looked like a lantern, bigger than her head.

Because the rouge is relatively small and the Dragon King is close, the eyes cannot help but get right, becoming a cross-eye.

Yanzhi didn't feel terrible either. Anyway, it was still the word "death" in the end, so it would be better to touch the dragon head that I had never seen before dying.

As she thought, she reached out and touched the Dragon King.

Dragon King: "???"

Dragon King: “…”

The Dragon King looked at the little hand that was placed at the tip of his nose and was so angry that he stood up.

The King of Hell and the judge were not careful of Yanzhi's death. The Dragon King had already roared out loud, and the entire underworld was shaken. The things in the Forget River were weighed like the dishes in the pot, and they all turned and were dizzy.

Yanzhi felt that her ears were completely deaf, and the Dragon King spoke again, his voice whirling like thunder, "My son was harmed by you, unconscious, and he would not be able to survive the disaster for the rest of his life. I have reported to the Ninth Heaven. Now I am waiting for you to vote for the destructive Tao and give my son a fairness!"

When the King of Hell heard this, he was so angry that he wanted to pull out the dragon beard. This Dragon King was a typical example of being a good person when he got the advantage. He asked him to take care of the dragon son in his hand and then go through the disaster. Then he would naturally be indefinitely. In addition, the Dragon King gave him some gifts to please him, so how could anyone else care about this?

Yanzhi was silent when she heard this. The judge had arrived. Looking at her, she sighed, "But what wish is not fulfilled?"

Yanzhi lowered her eyes and thought for a long time but didn't expect anything, so she shook her head gently.

The judge stood silently for a long time until the Dragon King swam around and hummed, and then said, "Let's go, I'll send you to destroy the Tao..."

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