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Death of Xuan Huan

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    The crowd dispersed, and the noisy city lord's mansion fell silent.  The garden is brightly lit, red mantles are fluttering, and the joy has faded.

    After four glasses of wine, the wedding ceremony is completed.

    In a short period of time, they experienced the despair of life and death, and traveled across the long river of time to ten thousand years ago. To this day, she is still unreal, as if she is dreaming a huge and boundless dream.

    "I've wronged you." Xuan Huan took her hand and walked along the small path in the garden, fingers intertwined.

    The red clothes are soaked in the night, like a glass of indelible spirits, making people drunk until they grow old.

    "No grievances, only some regrets." She said calmly, "You and I are a big gift, and Chi Xiu should be happy with Hua Mian, Bai Fei and the others."

    A few months ago, Ji Yaoge never thought that he would have a day to be a Taoist couple, and he would be obsessed with common etiquette and had to perform this ceremony with Xuanhuan to prove the bond between the two.

    "So you haven't had enough wine? Call me good brother, I'll drink with you." Xuan Huan raised her wrist and put her handprint on her lips.

    "You?" Ji Yaoge raised his lips and tilted his eyes slightly, pretending to be frivolous.

    "What's the matter with me?" The narrow and long phoenix eyes stirred up a long-lost evil spirit, he pulled her to his chest, put his palm against her cheek, stroked her ear, and gently pressed on the back of her neck, teasing her like a cat.  She scratched it once and for all, as if there was a circle of soft down on the back of her neck.

    The garden was silent, and there was no one in the field, only the distant lanterns cast a little light, and the red clothes melted together like crushed wax.

    Ji Yaoge saw that his black pupils were shining brightly like broken stars, she stood on tiptoe, tilted her head and approached him, brushing her lips against his sharp chin: "Brother Husband, come and drink with me." In the voice,  In the breath, in the eyes, and in every strand of hair, there are shameless and unscrupulous teasing.

    After finishing speaking, the tip of his tongue licked his jaw like a milk beast.

    They were so indulgent and bold in the past, he was still the evil and arrogant meat eater in his bones after many years of cultivation, and she was also the young dragon who didn't know love and only greedy for clouds/rain, once married, life and death are far away, and the joy at hand for a long time  It is forever.

    Everything should be forgotten, in such a time.

    Xuan Huan lowered her head, and the icy kiss fell on her lips with a huge storm in between. Gentleness was replaced by brutality, but it aroused desire/desire even more.

    The stormy kiss is out of order, it is no longer a casual enjoyment, with the ruthlessness of tearing apart and eating into the belly, I only wish that the flesh and blood could be fused together, and I will remember it in my heart, like strong wine, I will drink it and forget it.

    The red dress flew away, and she asked him to hug his waist and hug him, his wicker-like waist folded back softly, with a ding-dong sound, the hair crown fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, only the three thousand black hairs hanging down, lingering with the red dress in the wind  , flew all the way into the five prison towers.

    "Ma'am, I'll feed you wine for my husband."

    With a murmur, I don't know who brought the wine, he swallowed it in one gulp, then leaned over, and fed all the wine into her lips.  The amber liquid escaped from the corners of her lips together with her groans, and before it slipped down her neck, he let him kiss it all.

    The fragrance of residual wine is all deeply lingering.

    That wine, drank until dawn, intoxicated the thousand-year-old Dao heart.

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    Ji Yaoge doesn't know when the sky will light up.  When she opened her eyes, the smell of wine in the tower room was still there, and there was still an empty wine gourd beside the couch¡ªit was a precious gourd, which contained thirty altars of spirits from the immortal sect.  Get drunk.  When she was drunk to death, she vaguely had a dream, she wiped the corners of her eyes, it seemed a little wet, that dream seemed very sad, but last night was obviously a great joy, why did she have such a sad dream again?

    She rubbed her eyes and gradually woke up.

    In the light of the tower room, the heavy curtains are like smoke and mist, and the large wedding clothes are casually draped between the waist and abdomen. The two legs are wrapped around their legs and their hands are hooked around their necks, like two vines intertwined and intertwined, inseparable.  .  Ji Yaoge leaned on Xuanhuan's hand, saw the messy and tangled hair on the side of their heads, moved the tip of her nose, and clearly smelled the scent of medicine that belonged to him, even in this strong wine scent, she could distinguish it slightly  .

    She has never slept with Xuan Huan hugged like this, nor has she looked at him so quietly.  Even though she has known this man for nearly a thousand years, she still finds him charming.

    Charming when you are serious, charming when you are angry, charming when you are busy

    He still closed his eyes, letting her look at him.  She smiled, and took out her hand to touch his fine eyelashes with her fingertips, but he didn't even blink.

    Ji Yaoge's smile gradually faded away.

    Although they embraced tightly, his body was as cold as snow, and his handsome face was pale and colorless.  The whiteness spread from his face to his neck.  The wide robe was open, and his body was also pale in color.

    That white is frightening for no reason.

    Ji Yaoge poked his nose out of nowhere? Expand.

    Ji Yaoge's pupils shrank suddenly - she remembered this painting.

    The city is full of flowers and trees, the fallen flowers are colorful, and the sky is brightly lit with fireworks, caged with people in costumes under the five prison towers.  The red clothes are on fire, the black hair is high, and the eyebrows and eyes are open, and they all smile happily.  This is the picture of her wedding ceremony with Xuan Huan.

    "My father-in-law ordered the painter in the city to draw it. I wish the two of you will be unparalleled and united forever." Huaxi naturally knew the origin of this painting, and smiled immediately.

    Ji Yaoge is silent, remembering seeing this picture with him many years ago, he didn't believe that he would fall in love with her, and she didn't believe that they would become a Taoist couple At that time, one of them was proud, the other was ruthless, but they were both very cute  .

    "This paintingis this painting" Xuan Huan also thought of the days when he met her soul and spirit, and the corners of his lips slowly curled into a smile, "This painting is really good, I like it very muchI like it very much  "

    The voice gradually weakened, and the smile gradually disappeared.

    "Xuan Huan!"

    Accompanied by Ji Yaoge's cry of alarm, Xuan Huan fell into her arms.

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    In the dim tower room, there was only a gleam of flame left in the last soul lamp, and the faint light could no longer clearly illuminate the space under the lamp.

    When Xuanhuan woke up, he was leaning on the top of the Five Prison Pagoda.  Her head rested gently on his chest, her chin was slightly raised, and she was looking at the sky full of stars.

    The stars are like chess, and the Milky Way can be seen far away, as if within reach.

    There is no half of the chaos that just woke up in his mind, it seems that he has returned to the clarity of the past, and he can clearly perceive one thing.

    "Yaoge, I'm leaving."

    The deadline is approaching, and he can no longer stay.

    Ji Yaoge didn't speak, but continued to look at the starry sky.

    He caressed her hair: "Have you remembered what I told you? Fangdu enters the void, and you will not be found in the demon building. It is safe here. Fangdu's magic circle is not limited to those who have returned to the void and above."  Cultivator, you are now in the late stage of returning to the void, and stay in Fangdu obediently, completely digest the power of the dragon pill and me, and then find a chance to absorb the remaining two volumes of heaven and earth in the tower, and use the power of the void to ascend through the catastrophe and escape the demon  The palm of the building."

    She seemed to be nodding, and seemed to be rubbing against his chest, but she still didn't make a sound.

    "After leaving Wanhua, practice hard. If you are not sure, don't come back." He lowered his head and rested his chin on her hair, "For me Take a good look at the vast sea of ??stars and rivers."

    "Xuan Huan." She said suddenly, "Let me ask you, you said that after my ascension, I have cultivated for thousands of years, and I may be able to find a way to deal with the Heavenly Book Demon Tower, so is it possible for me to find a way to bring the dead back to life?"

    He looked in bewilderment, and met her expectant eyes, as if she could survive this boundless darkness with just a little lie.

    "Maybe there is." He said lightly¡ª¡ªfor more than 10,000 years, she will eventually forget a little bit in the long years, so this little hope is a little bit of sweetness in the bitterness.

    She smiled, very satisfied with the answer, and asked him again: "There are so many stars in the sky, if I fly up, where will I go?"

    Xuan Huan looked at the starry sky with her hands, feeling tired, and slowly tilted her head: "I don't know, I have never been there."

    Many years ago, he once told her that the universe is vast and there are many galaxies, and the land they set foot on is nothing more than dust and stars compared to the universe.  The so-called ascension may just go from a star to a bigger and more mysterious star, and there are countless unknowns waiting to be explored.

    She also asked him once - "Your realm is so much higher than mine, and you will ascend one step ahead of me in the future. In the vast sea of ??stars, which star will you land on?"

    She also said - "How do you know that we will land on the same star once we fly up? What if you and I are separated by a galaxy and a vast sea, and we will never see each other again?"

    The vastness of the galaxy is the most difficult distance in the world to cross. She can measure it with her fingers, but that distance will never be reached.

    At that time, his answer was - "If I really want to find someone, even if it is a vast sea of ??stars, I can still build a boat to cross, and all the distances that exist are not obstacles to me."

    "Build a boat to cross the sea and across the galaxy. Xuanhuan, this is the answer you gave me."

    "What what do you want to say?" His sleepy eyes lit up for a moment. He wanted to follow her thinking, but found that it was difficult for him to think about these complicated issues.

    The power was emptied, and the mind gradually went blank. Ji Yaoge's figure became far away, only her faint voice sounded slowly.

    "It's nothing. I just want to tell you that I also have obsessions, and they are very deep."

    His lies are her obsession.

    The big hand stroking her hair slipped, and the man's eyes closed.

    The tears that have been accumulated for a long time rolled over the face continuously, like spring rain, sprinkled into the sea of ??souls, nourishing the dry soul, and the secluded spirit instantly sprouted.  At a certain moment in the unknown years, the You Jing, which has never grown, has long been deeply rooted.

    On the seventh day before Fang Du broke through the void, Xuan Huan fell.

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    The countdown to the end (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Pang, like spring rain, sprinkled into the sea of ??souls, nourishing the dry souls, and the secluded spirit instantly sprouted.  At a certain moment in the unknown years, the You Jing, which has never grown, has long been deeply rooted.

    On the seventh day before Fang Du broke through the void, Xuan Huan fell.

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