Fix your sister's fairy

Parallel worlds.

Just like the phantom that Mo Yi once encountered on the white bridge, the three thousand worlds are not only three thousand, three is complex, plural and large, three thousand means the world, a flower, a leaf, a Bodhi, a sand and a dust, the world is wonderful, and the immeasurable world represents the possibility of giving birth to immeasurable.

Perhaps in a world, Mo Yi did not obtain immortal fate in the mortal world, but chose to be the second ancestor, indulged in the bliss of the world, bullied men and women, and was accidentally collected by the passing heroes and heroes one day. In another world, perhaps Mo Yifu came to his heart, and with an epiphany on the Panyu Immortal Road, he gained the understanding of the predecessors of the Great Emperor, and turned into a golden immortal and flew away.

And in some worlds, Mo Yi died of diarrhea because he drank a sip of cold water, or Mo Yi accidentally fell into the orthopedic hospital by his sister and was beaten by his father, so far the fairy fate was broken... There are too many possibilities, parallel worlds, and the same is true of the world.

Now the mother fire told Venerable Qingxuan that this is also a big world, in this world, the old moon curtain in charge of the red line of love, the bitter mandarin ducks who could not be together in the previous life, so the love between Mo Yi and Venerable Qingxuan is constant and indestructible, in this world, the love between Venerable Qingxuan and Mo Yi is like a rule, nothing can stop the two from being together and spending the next hundred or even thousands of happy years.

This is a real world, the mother fire brought the Qingxuan Venerable to this world, and burned the soul of the Qingxuan Venerable in the original world, and now the Qingxuan Venerable who occupies the magpie's nest is the unique lost Lin Qingxuan, Ji Ning.

"You can stay here. "

In the bamboo house burning with green flames, the mother fire said lightly: "This is the future you have always wanted, I can give it to you." "

Venerable Qingxuan stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the low table to stroke the slightest trace, the mother fire did not deceive her, this is indeed a real world, a life of seclusion in the bamboo forest with his crush who has been admired for a long time and does not even dare to dream of it!

"You love that man named Mo Yi. Mother Huo said, not a question sentence but a 100% affirmative sentence: "You love him to death, you are willing to give your life for her, even the incense is lost, and being tortured by disasters cannot hinder your determination, you know your own heart better than me." "

"Yes. "Venerable Qingxuan never shies away from her heart, and what Mu Huo said is naturally what she thinks.

"Besides, you're not in a position to refuse. Mother Huo said lightly: "I brought your soul to this world, and only I can bring your soul back, you are relived for a lifetime, you do have the power to control the origin of heaven and earth, you even spied on the secrets of the immortals, and sought the ultimate of this world, but you have no ability to return to your original world." "

Venerable Qingxuan acquiesced to the words of the mother fire, she really couldn't go back, and she also realized that the final test of refining the mother fire was not a test, the mother fire had never wanted to be refined, so it would stop the Qingxuan Venerable at all costs, and she would probably not be able to go back.

"Enjoy the world. Mother Fire said, after the voice fell, the green flame in the bamboo house slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a little green flame and landed on the eyebrows of Venerable Qingxuan, and the mark of a cyan flame remained there, as vivid and beautiful as a real flame.

Venerable Qingxuan sat in the bamboo house for a long time and stood up and walked to the door of the bamboo house, after pushing the door open, the noon sun was slanted in front of her bare feet, she gently poked out her feet to feel the sun, the fragrance of bamboo shoots in the air, everything is so beautiful, and the future will be so beautiful... Is it?

Venerable Qingxuan looked up at the corner of the blue sky, as if he was thinking about something, and sat gently in place, looking at the blue sky as if he was waiting for something.

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The abyss of all worlds, the snowy fields.

Venerable Qingxuan was now in the weakest state.

After this news exploded in the crowd, many people had already thought about it, but no one made a head bird for a long time.

“......"

Qingxuan Venerable stood in place with his eyes closed slightly, and the flames shone like the eyes of a heavenly immortal, but the creature with excellent insight could find that the Qingxuan Venerable at this moment was like losing his spiritual intelligence, just like an empty shell without any spirit at all, let alone the ubiquitous flaws.

I feel that the current Qingxuan Venerable is just a child throwing stones, and if he throws it, he can leave a wound on the face of the country and the city.

But despite this, no one dared to rush forward to be the first to be tempted.

They are all afraid, afraid that Venerable Qingxuan still has the strength to make a move, they are all strong, so they are all afraid of death, only those who are afraid of death and spare their lives can survive the test of life and death and become strong, if they are just to make a bird and be killed here by Venerable Qingxuan's revenge, who will?

The Saint Venerable of Bishan stood high in the sky, he looked at the strong creatures around him, and a trace of inexplicable smile flashed across his face, and he slowly flew out and said loudly: "I don't know if you have heard a story?"

Everyone's eyes gathered, and the Holy Venerable swept the entire airspace with a light smile: "In the mortal world, mortals use iron weapons as weapons, slaughtering cities and killing only for resources and food, and when the victorious country defeats a country and occupies its city, they will crush the unarmed captives together and send warriors with weapons to escort them to the pit of the dead to be buried alive. "

"The most ridiculous thing that happened during this period was that just five warriors armed with iron weapons were able to escort hundreds of prisoners. The Holy Venerable looked at the strong creatures whose faces were as heavy as water and said, "Because those captives are afraid, afraid that they will be killed first if they resist, so they will not do anything until they are pushed into the pit of the dead and have no chance to resist, and they will be buried alive and dead!"

The Holy Venerable was silent, all the living beings knew the metaphor of his story, their group of strong people were tantamount to captives, and the Qingxuan Venerable who controlled the green flame was the warrior with the weapon in his hand!

The Holy Venerable glanced at everyone and found that no one was still willing to act, so he couldn't help but shake his head and sneered: "Since everyone is so afraid of death, then let the little old man do it for you." "

The Holy Venerable flew out towards the Qingxuan Venerable and stopped after maintaining a distance, in his guess, the Qingxuan Venerable was also at the most critical moment of refining the fire at this moment, even if he could fight back, then he would at most reimburse this embodied external incarnation, and when the Qingxuan Venerable revealed that she was strong and competent, that is, when he was killed in the end.

"The innate thunder turns the unclean turbidity of heaven and earth (is it good). The Holy Venerable raised his thin right hand, his eyes were level, and the Qingxuan Venerable's eyes were full of the majesty of the common people in the world, and the purple thunder rose up around him, gradually condensing to the sky above his head, and purple electric pythons were entrenched.

"Purple Sky Thunder. "The Holy Venerable waved his arm as if he had driven the general trend of heaven and earth, and the purple thunder and lightning roared towards the Qingxuan Venerable Boat!

The entire snow field stared at this attack, and the Qingxuan Venerable didn't react at all from beginning to end, and when the Zixiao Canglei was about to really hit the body that was as beautiful as a heavenly immortal...

"Give me... Fuck off!"

A cry containing no doubt exploded between heaven and earth, and the dead gray blood shadow smashed down from top to bottom like a meteor, forcibly blocking the front of the purple thunder, and then a sword aura burst up, and the blackest sword intent split the thick dark clouds in the sky, and the white light brought by the lightning illuminated the figure with wings on his back and naked body.

The blood sword was inscribed on his chest, and Mo Yi held the sword in one hand to cut off the purple thunder. _

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