Villain Boss Raiders [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 95 Extra Story - Wangchuan Wangqing

"This Qishengqin will return to its original owner."

Si Ye took the piano from Bai Yan, and said with a smile: "In the Xiantian God Forest, there is a revived god grass named [Quge], which is born with wisdom but cannot transform into form. The upper end of each leaf is like a human palm, and the lower part is as thin as silk. Planted next to the sky-reaching purple tree, it can help shape."

Bai Yan bent down and thanked him: "The god is knowledgeable, thank you Bai Yan on behalf of Ziying."

Si Ye hugged his qin: "God master, you don't have to be polite. In the past ten thousand years, half of the karma came from below. Even if you become a god master, it can't make up for it."

Bai Yan and him stood on the first floor of the Desire Realm, at the gate of the Ghost Realm. On one side were the bright red bloody orange flowers, and on the other side was the tumbling and flowing Yellow Spring.

"The god is still here, but what are you waiting for?"

"look."

Si Ye didn't mind telling him, he raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction.

Bai Yan looked in the direction of his finger:

A statue of a ghost with a circle of muddy red clouds around its feet.

The yellow spring water on the side of the statue kept flowing down, and the water fell on the misty flat ground below, and quickly melted away.In the distance on the flat ground, several young Wangqing flowers are slowly blooming.

Bai Yan was taken aback for a moment: "The red cloud... Could it be..."

Si Ye: "That's right, it is the goddess Qi Yun who was buried in the Star Array tens of thousands of years ago."

Bai Yan was very surprised: "This...Qi Yun actually left his body in the ghost world?"

Si Ye said indifferently: "If you do something wrong, naturally you shouldn't keep doing it."

He looked at the Wangqing flowers on the vast wasteland: "If there is a cause, there must be an effect. When the Wangqing flowers cover this wasteland, Qi Yun will be reborn and reincarnated, and I will be freed and allow myself to leave the ghost world. Here Before, I will always guard here."

Bai Yan was silent for a while, then asked softly: "Then Lu Xing, do you know that Goddess Qi Yun still has a chance?"

Si Ye sighed deeply, and stood side by side on the bridge with him, looking at the dim yellow Wangqing flower together:

"Irrigated by the water of the yellow spring for thousands of years, the fragrance of forgetful flowers will last forever. Even if you are reborn, the past, old love and infatuation have long been forgotten. The star formation can kill people, and it can also change fate. I secretly tampered with the peach blossom stars. Lu Xing , now living in the Shuimuhe Palace in Qinghuawu, drinking with his disciples and admiring the flowers, the memory of tens of thousands of years ago, along with his unparalleled appearance, will remain in the past forever."

Bai Yan said thoughtfully: "It's a pity, but for them, this is the best result."

Both are not what they were at the beginning. It is better to bury all the good or sad memories in the long sea of ​​the past.

He thought of Ziying.

Forgetting everything and rebuilding the human body may not be a bad thing for him.

He knew how much courage it took for his younger sister, who had been favored by the Dao and the gods since birth, to bet her life and Dao, betting that she would be able to help the evil god come back to life.

Bai Yan recalled tens of thousands of years ago, the scene where the demon emperor Meng Cang, who looked exactly like his friend Li Jun, knelt down and begged him to take care of the bell.

He knew the relationship between the demon and Li Jun, and while he was afraid of the other party's demon body, he was deeply convinced in his heart that they were the same from the encounter:

Regardless of gods and demons, they are all determined and persistent in order to protect something they believe in, even if they burn themselves, just for the illusion of success for that moment.

Both his sister and Meng Cang are like this.

He is not.

Therefore, he wisely cut off the growing sprouts without hesitation when his mind trembled at the beginning.

In the memory of the tragic battlefield, the god wrapped in the lake-green robe laughed loudly and glanced at it.

Dreaming back in the middle of the night, I occasionally think of the feeling in my heart at that time, which is a slight burning pain, with a trace of belated regret.

He has no regrets.

Don't regret when you cut off your imagination, many years ago, still don't regret.

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There are rumors in the ghost world that the Wangchuan river beach near the gate of the extreme west cannot be approached. Even the demon lord Han Ming ordered all the ghost generals in the mansion to pretend that no matter what happened there, they must pretend they didn't see it and didn't know.

On this day, there was a Qingjuan young man in a scarlet robe who ignored him and stepped into the river beach.

"Long'er?" Si Ye called out in surprise, and appeared.

Taijia rolled his eyes and showed him: "How many times have I said it, don't call it so disgusting."

Si Ye approached him, smiled wryly and touched the short, small dragon horn on his forehead: "I'm used to it."

Taijia knocked off his hand, and said angrily: "Our family rules, if you touch my dragon horn, you will be responsible. What do you mean by coming to the first floor alone without saying hello?"

Si Ye smiled and said, "Your family?"

Tai Jia blushed a little: "Xi Tian Xuanhua Qi Gong Shen Mingzi Emperor Dragon Clan...I follow suit like this, one dragon and one clan, can't it?"

Si Ye hugged him into his arms: "Yes. I have been in charge of the stars for millions of years, and I saw a dragon star descending last night."

Taijia naturally knew that this guy was coaxing him to play, but he liked the feeling of being coaxed, so he didn't let it go.

"If you want to stay here, then I won't leave."

Taijia announced his decision domineeringly, raised his finger, and dragged his palace down from the 72nd floor of the Desire Realm.

Si Ye took out the Qishengqin, put it on his lap, and happily played it.

He closed his eyes amidst the sound of Tian Lai's piano, and the figure that appeared in his mind gradually merged with the boy in front of him.

Taijia snorted: "When I saw your qin, I remembered how I was trapped by the heavens and went to the mortal world to experience calamity."

Si Ye stopped his fingers, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "Then are you still thinking about life as a mortal?"

Taijia hugged her knees and shook her head: "I wanted to be a mortal at first because I didn't want to leave someone. Now that he is by my side, what am I going to do as a mortal..."

He bowed his head in a mosquito voice and said, "I reincarnate every seven or eighty years, going around in the ghost world, how can I still have time to go through the estrus completely..."

Si Ye listened to these words completely in his ears, and then looked at the boy's neck that turned red very easily, and he understood it.

It's just that Qiyun is still here. I hope that after the goddess is reborn, she will never remember what a pair of gods and demons nearby did when she transformed.

Si Ye coughed twice, trying to expel the unharmonious images from his mind.

He believes in Taijia, and he is not a dragon who likes to be listened to.