At this moment, it is night, it is pitch black, and the sound of beast roars is heard from time to time in the mountains and forests, and the depths of the dense forest at night are very dangerous, and there are extremely powerful fierce beasts infested.

Lin Feng and Wu Qingqing found a dry cave, and then Lin Feng lit a bonfire, and the illuminated hall in the cave was also warm.

"Does your Gu Evil Sect have anything to do with this Blood Demon Mountain as an evil Dao force?" Lin Feng asked.

He suddenly remembered the power of the Gu Evil Sect, both good and evil, and Wu Qingqing was definitely a ruthless woman.

"The forces of the two demons have some relationship with each other." Wu Qingqing said, then frowned slightly, and said, "However, the involvement between the Gu Evil Sect and the Blood Demon Mountain should not be too great, and our Gu Evil Sect has a closer relationship with the Holy Demon Temple."

Lin Feng nodded and said, "In the future, you have to be more careful of the people of the Blood Demon Mountain."

Wu Qingqing was silent for a moment, bowing slightly.

The bonfire illuminated Wu Qingqing's beautiful face a little red.

Alone with Wu Qingqing, Lin Feng was a little uneasy, and his right hand couldn't help but wrap his hand around Wu Qingqing's small waist.

Wu Qingqing's face changed slightly, and she snorted coldly, "What are you going to do, stay away from me, show respect, otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind to you."

"Woo woo woo ......".

Wu Qingqing's eyes widened as soon as her words fell, she didn't expect Lin Feng to be so bold.

Wu Qingqing wanted to struggle away.

But the body was held in Lin Feng's arms.

The first time I didn't struggle, my body softened a little.

In the end, the ghost made the god worse, and he began to respond slowly.

Jiangnan lane, Wushan even Chu Meng, rain and clouds are sent. When Yaoxuan Golden Valley was in spring, the jade fairy had no time to see. The purple mist and cigarette smoke are difficult to support, and the breeze and moon are lovesick. Acacia, grass green, in order to listen to the double flying phoenix song.

This poem is to describe the beauty and shame of falling in love with the clouds and rain of Wushan between men and women.

Just like everything Wu Qingqing has experienced.

Wu Qingqing's feelings for Lin Feng in her heart were very complicated.

After meeting Lin Feng again.

Complicated feelings, a lot of surprise, a lot of surprises, a lot of shyness.

But Wu Qingqing, as a woman, naturally would not show these feelings.

Lin Feng was so domineering, Wu Qingqing obeyed Lin Feng after resisting a little.

A woman's feelings are very complicated in themselves.

After some clouds and rain in Wushan, Wu Qingqing shrank into Lin Feng's arms like a lazy kitten.

There is a satisfied expression on her beautiful face.

In the second half of the night, Lin Feng suddenly had a dream.

This is a pitch-black world, and in the dream, he walks aimlessly along the path, in this pitch-black world.

He didn't know how long it had passed, but he saw a monk, dressed as white as snow, with black hair and a shawl.

Lin Feng felt that this back was a little familiar.

He tried to catch up and take a look, but the monk quickly disappeared.

With the gradual deepening.

Lin Feng suddenly felt that this world was getting colder and colder.

"The people of this world can't escape the shackles of fate after all, they can't escape, and the curse of fate ......."

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

So abrupt.

"Who?".

Lin Feng shouted loudly.

But no one answered him.

Thundered!

I don't know how long it has been, Lin Feng suddenly heard a sound of shaking mountains.

Then in the distance, the yin qi rushed to the sky.

Yin soldiers borrow the way!

Creatures avoid!

Lin Feng was taken aback, he saw a terrifying scene.

The Yin Soldiers, the legendary legion that rushed out of hell.

Where the Yin soldiers passed, it represented death.

That's why there is a saying that the Yin soldiers borrow the Tao and the creatures avoid it.

The Yin soldiers rushed quickly from a distance, the yin qi rushed to the sky, and the ghost fog covered the sky and the sun.

Wherever the Yin soldiers passed, all the flowers and trees withered and died.

Lin Feng quickly chased after him, and in the end, he saw that the Yin Soldier had caught up with the man.

"Chu Moxiu. Follow us".

A Yin soldier walked out.

When I hear the name.

Lin Feng was shocked.

Chu Moxiu.

Isn't this the thirty-sixth Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master?

In the vein of the Heavenly Master, a total of "Thirty-six Heavenly Masters" were born!

These thirty-six Heavenly Masters were imprinted by the Stone Sutra.

Lin Feng clearly remembered the name Chu Moxiu, he should be the Heavenly Master of the last primeval years.

"Destiny...... Destiny ......". Chu Moxiu muttered.

He turned.

Lin Feng saw his appearance.

What shocked Lin Feng was unbelievable.

This man turned out to be the man who "abandoned the Yueqing Fairy".

Lin Feng suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Wu Qingqing said that the Yueqing Fairy was a character from ancient times.

Then, it doesn't match Chu Moxiu's era at all.

But then Lin Feng thought that the ancient era was hundreds of thousands of years away from now.

It is also normal for the data to be incorrect.

After all, hundreds of thousands of years ago.

It's not a big deal that the chronology is wrong.

Chu Moxiu stretched out his right hand, and a paper crane flew out.

And Chu Moxiu left with the Yin soldiers.

"The thirty-sixth generation of Heavenly Master was taken away by the Yin soldiers."

Lin Feng muttered.

His heart was shaken.

The Yin Soldiers will go to Hell.

Why was Chu Moxiu taken away by the Yin soldiers?

...

The Yin soldier took Chu Moxiu and disappeared in an instant.

And the paper crane flew to a place called Yueqing Immortal Palace.

"Yueqing Immortal Palace, sure enough, is the palace of the Yueqing Fairy, this Yueqing Fairy turned out to be a powerhouse in the primeval era, and Chu Moxiu, the thirty-sixth generation of Heavenly Master, is her lover."

Lin Feng muttered.

The paper crane burned, revealing a piece of the fairy palace gods.

"Yueqing, you and I are finished, forget me."

Chu Moxiu said.

"Mo Xiu, hurry up and ......." In the distance, a beautiful woman shouted softly.

Chu Moxiu walked over and grabbed the woman's small waist.

"Why is this happening?".

Fairy Yueqing couldn't believe that this was true.

She took out the small poem Chu Moxiu had written that day.

The jade furnace incense, the red candle tears, the autumn thoughts of the painting hall.

The eyebrows are thin, the temples are cloudy, and the night is long and cold.

Sycamore trees, three more rain, not to leave the love is bitter.

A leaf, a sound, the empty steps drip to the light.

The Yueqing Fairy recited this little poem over and over again.

Tears rolled down.

She tried to wipe away her tears.

But I couldn't wipe it clean, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

Afterward.

Yueqing Immortal Palace.

It was renamed and became the Temple of Despair.

And the Yueqing Fairy was renamed the Heartless Fairy.

Another 200 years passed.

The Yueqing Fairy crossed the giant god tribulation, and Chu Moxiu was unforgettable in his heart.

At the most critical moment of the catastrophe, he was counterattacked by the catastrophe.

He was wounded.

She struggled to save her life.

"Mo Xiu, where have you been?".

The Yueqing Fairy muttered.

She wanted to see her former lover again before she died.

But in the end, until death.

With endless regrets, Chu Moxiu was never found.

(End of chapter)