Cangqiong Jade is not just rubbing salt into his wounds, it is simply inserting a knife into his heart first, and then spreading a handful of salt.
Gu Xijiu will be resurrected in thirty or forty years.
At that time, Long Moyan, as the acting saint, will inevitably have frequent contact with her.
If she has no memory of this life, maybe she and Long Moyan will still become a pair of gods. companion Di Fuyi felt that his chest was tight and painful.
Especially when I thought about passing on all my skills to Long Moyan, my chest felt even more painful.
He is the Holy Lord, but he is not the Holy Father.
Damn it, this is the way to play with him.
A sharp murderous look flashed in his eyes The murderous aura seemed to be tangible and qualitative, causing Cang Qiongyu, who had been paying attention to his emotions, to shrink back like a frightened bird, and to keep a safe distance, fearing that he would be swept away by his typhoon tail.
Gu Xijiu stood panting under a big tree, her eyes brighter and sharper than the setting sun on the horizon.
She finally broke out Or did he break out by condensing into a solid form?
An ancient saying goes, as long as you work hard enough, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle.
And her journey to condense the entity was more difficult than grinding an iron pestle into a needle.
For more than a month, she worked day and night, trying all the methods she knew.
Her desire to survive was tumbling in her heart every day, and she risked everything in order to be resurrected quickly.
The process of xiuiàn was very painful.
It felt like she was suffering in hell every moment, but the idea of wanting to see him alive became her spiritual support.
Even if the pain of xiuiàn was like peeling off her skin, she could endure it.
Perhaps her thoughts had become an obsession, or perhaps her desperate efforts moved God.
She actually managed to form a physical entity and break out of the barrier after being trapped here for a month.
Maybe she used too much force when she broke the barrier.
The moment the barrier broke, a wave of seven-colored light shot up into the sky, shooting straight into the sky like a volcano erupting, which shocked her.
This condensation almost exhausted her physical strength.
After breaking the barrier, she leaned against the big tree.
Wanting to take a break, she went to find Di Fuyi.
She misses him so much that she goes crazy She closed her eyes slightly and took a breath for a moment, sketching out a plan in her mind.
Then she opened her eyes and was about to take action when she suddenly seemed to notice something and looked towards the tree not far away.
There stood a man in a green robe, as handsome and elegant as the graceful young master Mo Shang.
She knew this man.
Long said silently.
He was looking at her with an expression struck by lightning, with a strange look in his eyes.
That expression was like seeing a comet hit the earth, extraordinary surprise Why was he so surprised when he saw her break through the barrier?
Gu Xijiu jumped down from the big tree: "Prince Long, I didn't expect you to be here."
Gu Xijiu already knew that the country she was in was Haoyue Kingdom, Qian Lingyu's territory, and Long Moyan was the Marquis of Feixing Kingdom, and he was actually here, passing by.
She quickly glanced at Long Moyan.
Long Moyan was really surprised.
He hadn't really come back to his senses when he looked at her.
He was also dressed in a somewhat special way, holding a pair of flower scissors in his hand, tucking his robe and rolling up his trousers, very much like Tao Yuanming's style of a hermit picking chrysanthemums and leisurely seeing Nanshan under the eastern fence.
Gu Xijiu's heart moved slightly She knew from the discussions of those pilgrims that Di Fuyi had not announced her death to the public, and most people still did not know that she had passed away
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