Long nights, no sleep. Especially in this ancient city infested by ghosts in the underworld, ghosts cry wolves and ghosts dance wildly.

There was an inn, and after Xu Yi casually blasted away a wave of imps who coveted his body, he finally quieted down.

But not long after, the door of his room opened, and a beautiful woman entered.

"I should call you a fellow Daoist, little brother."

Zixuan said slowly, and between the walks, bursts of fragrant wind rose from the lotus steps, which was dazzling.

"Be polite, Nuwa's descendants. To be able to see you is in the next glory. Xu Yi said politely.

Zixuan's complexion changed slightly, and after the purple veil, the smile on her pretty face disappeared and gradually converged.

Like a pool of clear water, the clear eyes are rippling, but they are still very exciting.

Although it was a polite remark, Zi Xuan couldn't see any reverence in Xu Yi's calm eyes, which made her frown.

Just like the awe-inspiring gaze of Mapo under the store, Zixuan couldn't see it.

As the mother of the earth, Nuwa's descendants. With an enlightened person like Xu Yi, she is naturally willing to make friends.

"Do you know who I am?" Zi Xuan spoke indifferently, her voice cold.

"I knew it from beginning to end, but you didn't care about the descendants of Nuwa."

Xu Yi said indifferently, pretending to be unfathomable on his face, not happy or sad.

"Are you from Shushan?" Hearing this, Zi Xuan asked tentatively.

Because in this world, there are such unfathomable cultivators who know her identity, except for those in Shushan.

There would be no one else at all, but the blame was that this person was not the old man she knew.

"Yes and no." Xu Yi replied, his attitude ambiguous.

"Hmph, why do you have to talk and hide it, so you make a mystery." Zixuan's thin eyebrows frowned, slightly displeased.

She is the descendant of Nuwa, the mother of the earth, no matter where she is, she is not yet admired and worshipped.

And Xu Yi showed a look of regret and sighed: "As a descendant of Nuwa, the girl has the blood of a saint, she is immortal, and she lives with the sky.

It could have been free, but now it is this half-crippled body, but it is a pity. ”

Nuwa's descendants, the mother of the earth. They are the darlings of heaven and earth, the nobility of their bloodline, and the beings of the Three Realms, who can compare.

Maybe it's the will of God, whether it's Zixuan now, or Zhao Ling'er, who was born a hundred years later, they all died halfway.

Or maybe this bloodline came too easily, and I don't know how to cherish it. Or maybe it's jealousy, and the way of heaven sends down calamities and grinds.

"You're ......!"

Zi Xuan's delicate body trembled, and she couldn't help but take two steps back, and her slender jade finger pointed at Xu Yi, full of disbelief.

How did this person know such secrets that belong only to Nuwa's descendants!

"Your life is short!" Xu Yi said.

"Tell me, what is your purpose."

In the end, she has lived for three lives, and Zixuan is not an innocent girl at that time, and her mind is much smarter.

At this time, the tone was much colder. Whoever knows his secret is known to passers-by, his attitude will not be much better.

"There's no purpose, it's just a pity to be in the bottom! Is it worth waiting for three lives? Xu Yi asked.

"I didn't think you knew so much. Since Your Excellency has asked, I will tell you.

It's worth it, if he comes back to me. Three lives is not long, even if I wait for three more lives, I am willing. ”

Zixuan's mood fluctuated a little, a pair of pitiful eyes rose up and down in a circle of mist, falling into infinite love and reluctant thoughts, and said:

"Then since Your Excellency asks me so, have you ever loved it?"

"What a beautiful word love is!" Xu Yi just sighed and didn't say much.

Zi Xuan looked at the strange man in front of him, from his eyes that suddenly became vicissitudes.

She saw many things, even more than her three-life story. is full of too many joys and sorrows, and even life and death.

For a while, I was sad with him, and I was integrated into the emotion of thousands of years of loneliness, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy.

This is a man who is as full of stories as she is!

"You're a poor man too!"

Zixuan sighed, looking at Xu Yi's gaze with pity from the bottom of her heart.

As Nuwa's descendants, fraternity is their precious character. For all sentient beings, they are not stingy with their love.

"Pathetic?"

Xu Yi shook his head self-deprecatingly, and didn't know what it meant, and said, "Miss Zixuan, although we have similar experiences, we will not have the same ending. Because we have essential differences. ”

"Essential differences?" Zixuan was puzzled.

"Yes. You are the descendant of Nuwa, the mother of the earth. It is your responsibility to protect the earth, this is great love.

I think you know better than you can that your Guardian should be teaching you the same.

And I, alone, are unrestrained. Even if you have some regrets, you can complete it according to your own wishes. Xu Yi said.

"Great love? I only know what I love, and I have waited for three lives, not to listen to your advice. Zixuan said categorically, her tone cold.

"The third reincarnation, Miss Zixuan. Are you sure that the person you love is still the person you know?

In the first life, your love is indeed touching the world, but it is not tolerated by the world, and you can only die and die.

In the second life, although you found the reincarnated him, and you also got your wish to stay together again, but because of suspicion, you ruined the marriage and regretted it for life.

What will happen in the third life? Xu Yi asked.

"In the third life, he will come back to me again, and then we will grow old forever." Zixuan's face was firm.

"Xu Changqing is the most promising immortal in Shushan, do you think those five old men in Shushan will let you see him?

Between the people of the world and you, who will Xu Changqing choose in the end? Xu Yi asked again.

"He will choose me, as long as Changqing recovers his memory, all this is not a problem.

And I just need to solve the problems that make me old and keep my beauty! Zixuan said.

"Miss Zixuan, the love maintained by beauty and lies is not reliable.

Do you think that the man you love will not love you and dislike you because you are getting old? Xu Yi said.

Zi Xuan was silent, in the life of the third life, the breath of red dust had already been stained with her.

She is ashamed of her identity as a descendant of Nuwa, because she has never fulfilled her duties as a descendant of Nuwa.

"But if there is no beauty, will Changqing still love me?

He is in his prime, and I am gray-haired, I have no shame to see him, this is not the third life I want. ”

A crystal teardrop slowly slipped from the corner of Zixuan's eyes, like a gemstone condensing in the air.

Xu Yi said so much, but he also regretted Zixuan's ill-fated fate. I really don't want her to go down the path of the original book and die alone.

Even if it is like Qing'er, the mother of Zhao Ling'er in later generations, who understands the realm of great love, sacrifices his life for righteousness, and loves the common people, it is better than this fate.

"Is there any wine?" Zixuan said suddenly.

"Yes!"

"I have a story!"

"I have it too!"

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