Gu Jian Qi Tan: Love for Marriage

Chapter 95;

An independent world, a warm bamboo house, two people who love each other, how wonderful.

Qingxue leaned on Tu Su's arms, holding a piece of blood jade in her hand.

"Yunyun said that the answer of the goddess of the upper palace is in this blood jade. The power of death that can counteract the evil power of the fierce sword is also in it."

Tu Su held her trembling hand and comforted her, "The hardest thing is over. Qingxue, don't be afraid."

Qingxue raised her head and looked at his smiling face.Heart, settled down.Yes, the most dangerous thing has passed. Even if the goddess of the palace is really what she imagined, it is the past.

Touching it again now is just to understand the power of the god of death.

The blood jade glowed nicely in his hand.She looked at it, and it gradually dissipated like a soft cloud in the sky, and then a scroll of painting was spread out in front of her.

On the scroll, the life of the Goddess of Shanggong is painted.

As the successor of the power of death.As soon as Shanggong was born, unprovoked disasters occurred. A flood occurred in Beihuang, and many people drowned.Zhong Nanshan to the south of Tiangong collapsed for no reason, hurting many passing priests and so on.

Since then, Shanggong has been arranged in Evian Valley.Before it is full, it is not allowed to step out of Evian Valley.

Time is rushing, and in a flash, No. 18 has come.

Shanggong stood on the edge of the highest cliff in Evian Valley.Here, you can have a panoramic view of the magnificence of the Heavenly Palace and the prosperity of the world.

Nangong Liuyun was beside her, and said with a smile, "Shanggong, when the god-giving ceremony is over tomorrow, I will ask my aunt to let her agree to take you to the world for a while."

Shanggong was a little excited.But soon, he was overwhelmed by disappointment again.On the face, there was still no expression, "No need. After the god-giving ceremony is over, I will go directly to the summit of eternal life."

Nangong sighed, feeling not frustrated but sad, "Shanggong, if you speak out what you think in your heart, no one will laugh at you. But why don't you say it? Why do you have to hide it to make yourself uncomfortable? Woolen cloth!"

He frowned, seeing her pretending not to care, but actually caring a lot.feels awful.

He pointed to the place under the cliff, and his emotions gradually became agitated, "You come here to look down every day, and it takes a whole day to look at it. Tell me, if this is not desire, what is it?"

Going to the palace, you are obviously eager to go to the heavenly palace and the human world to have a look.He obviously hates this closed lifestyle, but why is he living well in a dress?

Do you know that this will make my heart hurt to death?
Shanggong looked up at the sky of Evian Valley.

she thinks.Tiangong is the sky in the world, and Yiyun Valley is the sky of Tiangong, so what will the sky of Yiyun Valley be?Are there many involuntary people in that sky?
Nangong, you ask me, am I eager to go outside and have a look.

Of course I want to, but I can't answer you, yes.

Since I was born, I have carried the air of the god of death, and I am destined to be the god of death.Once you leave Evian Valley, the spirit of death will endanger the Quartet.Only the summit of eternal life, there, is her eternal destination.If there is no accident, she will probably be like the god of death in the past, staying until the moment her life ends.

free?It was too difficult for her, too unrealistic.A moment of freedom?It's just that it will become her unattainable future.She doesn't want to hang on to her memories and spend it in suffering. If so, it's better not to have tasted it from the beginning.

"Answer me, Shanggong." Nangong pressed.

Shanggong closed his eyes in refusal.

"Nangong." When Nangong wanted to continue to press, Aunt Ziyun appeared and scolded him severely, "Tomorrow is the ceremony of conferring gods, how can you disturb Shanggong right now!"

Nangong felt aggrieved, looked at Shanggong and still had no intention of answering, then looked at her aunt's aggressive appearance, felt even more aggrieved, but could not speak out.

Because he is the future general of Tiangong, he can't be so childish.

In the end, there was only one sentence, "Auntie, I was wrong."

Aunt Ziyun had loved her nephew the most since she was a child, and when she heard that he had admitted his mistake, her anger disappeared in a blink of an eye.Turning her head to Shanggong, she said, "Shanggong, tomorrow will be the god conferring ceremony, so you can go back and rest today. Don't stay here...to look into the distance."

Is aunt playing?Oh, it turns out that Evian Valley is not the only one who understands her heart.

Shanggong shook his head stubbornly, "No need for master, Shanggong is not tired."

Aunt Ziyun sighed, "It's up to you." She turned and stared at Nangong, "You follow me."

Nangong was stunned and shook his head, "I don't want it. I like the beautiful scenery under the cliff, and I also want to see... oh! Auntie, pull gently, it hurts, it's the ear."

Aunt Ziyun dragged Nangong away, leaving Shanggong alone.She sat on the cliff, looking at the misty beauty below through layers of white mist.

After today, she won't even have the chance to look outside like this.The pinnacle of eternal life, the closed within the closed, the lonely within the lonely.

Seeing this, Qingxue couldn't help crying.

Shanggong is indeed her previous life, her inner monologue, only she can hear.Because, she is her.

Tu Su hugged her tightly, using his own existence to give her even a little comfort.

(End of this chapter)