Bai Yueguang, who criticized the male protagonist of Fast Transmigration, has escaped

Chapter 85 I'm going to follow her
Time blinked in the void, watching Yun Zhaohua and He Lianjing die, Lai Qian said from the side: "She was originally scheduled to die at the age of 25, and she lived for five years is not bad."

The woman has blond hair hanging down to the ground, with mountains, rivers and a cluster of silvery divine lines between her eyebrows and eyes. Her face is like frost and snow, and she is astonished as a heavenly being. Her cold eyes are slightly drooping, quietly staring at the rapid happenings in the fate lamp. s story.

"The obsession is too deep." She opened her lips with a cold fragrance.

"Everything in the world has sentient beings, let alone mortals." Lai Qian shrugged, "And now there are some changes in this world that require you to go back again."

Shen Jingyuan raised her golden eyes: "Xiao Wushang?"

Lai Qian nodded: "Yun Zhao Huahe Lianjing died, and his obsession became more and more serious. Because Zhao Ling used Zhao Jinjin's body to marry Yun Min and gave birth to Prince Yue, so the hostility in his heart could no longer be suppressed. If I can't find you, I want to kill Zhao Ling."

"If Zhao Ling dies, let alone whether the plane world will collapse again, Yun Min will definitely take Xiao Wushang to Fa-rectification, so let's dream of Zhao Jinjin with divine consciousness, and solve his knots. "

The Dayun Dynasty has entered into a thoroughly prosperous age since the 27th year of Changhe. The emperor and the empress raised their eyebrows, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Xiao Wushang, the king of Beiling, guarded the capital of the capital with heavy troops. No one in the world dared to invade. Lian Ming manages the various places in an orderly manner.

"My lord, Jin Yiwei has wiped out all the bandit dens on the official road connecting Fucheng to Kyoto, and the subordinates who are the leader of the crime have been suppressed outside the courtyard." The guard came from outside the door and knelt on the ground to report.

The man behind the bead curtain responded lightly, and then lifted the curtain with his slender fingertips and walked out slowly. His eyes were as deep as an abyss, and his delicate eyebrows became more and more calm and beautiful.

With a strong medicinal fragrance on his body, he was still domineering, but when he walked slowly to his side, the guard on the ground jumped in his heart, bowed his head respectfully and squeezed his palms tightly.

Xiao Wushang walked to the courtyard, clenched his fists and lowered his head, coughing softly, looking at the soul-calling array arranged in the ghost enclosure, he lightly tapped the ancient bell on it.

"Jingle Bell--"

The ringing of the bell was clear and sweet, echoing continuously throughout the courtyard.

He lowered his head, looked coldly at the trembling and terrified bandit leader on the ground, and stepped on him: "I heard that you went to Lihua Village to rob?"

Like a ghost asking for his life, the bandit leader kowtowed violently, "The grassroots are stupid! The grassroots dare not! Please forgive me! Please forgive me!"

Xiao Wushang's eyes looked at him without emotion, he was too lazy to talk nonsense and kicked him away, and ordered the guards beside him: "Drag, strangle him."

The guard nodded: "Of course!"

The guards dragged the screaming bandit leader away, the six sons entered the courtyard and handed the pear flower wine to Xiao Wushang, and skillfully placed a reclining chair in the formation.

"Ahem." The man looked a little tired, lying on the chair unsteadily and looking at the sky.

Since the death of General Helian, the Patriarch's health has deteriorated day by day, and he has to drink several bowls of soup every day to recuperate his body.

The ghost doctor said that the energy and spirit were gone, and he was only holding his last breath with a touch of obsession. Why didn't the six sons understand that there was nothing in this world that could keep the Patriarch.

People used to have beautiful things, but once they lose them, they will collapse and even fall into self-destruction.

The sun was mild, sleepiness hit his heart, Xiao Wushang took a sip of sake and held the safety lock in his hand and began to feel drowsy, Liu Zi limped and walked lightly, stepped back and lit a hypnotic incense and waited silently.

The dreamland was barren and dark.

Xiao Wushang opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly found that the dark clouds receded to reveal the light of the sky and the shadows of the sky, the barren land quickly returned to spring, and a pear tree full of branches rose from the ground, he was stunned in place.

The figure of the girl appeared faintly under the pear tree.

Xiao Wushang was speechless, unable to make a sound for a while.

"No injuries."

A familiar soft voice sounded, Xiao Wushang was ecstatic, he ran towards her: "Jinjin!"

Seeing his hands passing through her body, he froze.

Shen Jingyuan looked at him quietly, pursed her lips and smiled: "I have already left this world, no harm."

The man shook his head, not wanting to believe: "Why don't you come back?"

The girl lowered her eyes: "Everyone has their own destiny, I no longer exist."

"Do you want to come back!" He asked eagerly, his eyes eager for an answer, "I can help you, I have captured Zhao Ling, Jinjin, tell me! How can I get you back!"

Shen Jingyuan stepped forward step by step, raised her hand to stroke his face, at this moment, Xiao Wushang really felt a softness on his cheek.

"No injury, I can't come back."

At this moment, the all-powerful man looks like a helpless child. He has a sore nose, as if he was still the teenage boy Li Shang: "Don't leave me, okay..."

Shen Jingyuan sighed lightly: "There is fate, we will meet again."

She raised her hand and rubbed his hair, smoothed his sharp edges, and continued: "Stop obsessing about letting me return to the world. There will be no harm. My life is over. Going against the sky is a sin. Don't let hostility blind your eyes, okay? I want to see you live well."

Xiao Wushang looked at the petite and jade-like girl in front of him, and nodded obediently: "You know, no matter what you say, I will always respond."

Shen Jingyuan pursed her lips and smiled, her dimples were as sweet as intoxicating wine: "Do you still remember the last thing I said to you?"

As the words fell, the girl's white skirt was blown up by the wind, making her appear illusory, as if she had gone to heaven.

"Don't complain."

Xiao Wu stepped forward at a loss, wanting to grab him: "Don't!"

Shen Jingyuan looked at the man chasing madly behind her, she said softly: "Wu Shang, remember, don't be driven by the resentment in your heart."

"Patriarch? Patriarch?" Liu Zi's voice rang in his ears.

Xiao Wushang woke up with his eyes open. He touched the wet corners of his eyes dully, looked at the safety lock in his hand and lost his mind for a while: "I...I dreamed of her..."

After 28 years, she finally came to see him.

Xiao Wu was sour and joyful in his sadness. Although blood suddenly overflowed from his mouth, he smiled happily, like a child who got candy.

He treasured the safety lock in his hand and held it to his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, the fragrance of the medicine suddenly dissipated from his body, and the six sons turned pale with shock.

"Patriarch!! Patriarch!!!"

All his confidants thought that his obsession was to revive Zhao Jinjin, but Xiao Wushang knew that it was impossible for him to resurrect Zhao Jinjin.

He just wanted to see her.

His obsession has entangled him for 28 years and eroded his body. He was suddenly relieved today, and he was happy.

Because he knew that she hadn't lost her soul, she was still there, and she would be reincarnated in the cycle of karma.

"I'm going to follow her." He said with certainty, without the will to survive.

Gui Weizi followed Xiao Wushang for many years, he stood by the bed and asked, "Is it worth it?"

He smiled, it was a short-lived beauty: "It's worth it."

He paused, lowered his eyes: "But if there is an afterlife, I think...have the supreme power..."

This way...the ones you love can be protected...

In the spring of the 33rd year of Changhe, King Beiling died of illness, the whole country mourned, and the whole city hung banners for one month to express his memory.

His life was legendary, both good and evil. He burned the nine clans of the Tang family, killed the nobles and traitors, but made many contributions to the prosperity of the Dayun Dynasty. Do not enable again.

　This volume is called "Thousand Gold Lock", and the next chapter will be a new story. Finally, thank you, Baby Qiu Xi, for your reward.

　　
　
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