After opening her eyes, the female ghost Cenning had two lines of blood and tears in her eyes. She looked at Qinghuan idiotically, and said thank you for a long while, then she lifted the soup on the table and drank it, her thin figure disappeared at the end of Naihe Bridge. .

Qing Huan chuckled softly after sending away the female ghost Cen Ning. Mo Ze didn't know why she was laughing, but saw her walking towards the bridge. The chubby kid thought for a few seconds, then twisted his hips and chased him up. Qing Huan knew that Mo Ze was following and took care of his short legs, so the speed was not fast.

Mo Ze followed Qing Huan, blinking curiously, looking at the man who was sitting on the bridge and almost turned into one with the stone. The dragon robe on his body had already changed color, and it was rusty and rusty, as if it would be wiped out with just a little touch. Only the five-clawed golden dragon, which can still be seen a bit domineering, even demonstrated his glory and status when he was alive.

"Want to see her?" Qing Huan asked.

The man didn't seem to understand the meaning of her words and didn't reply.

"I told you before that she would never come here." Qing Huan lazily sat down next to the man, and looked up - there was a dark piece of it, there was nothing, everything was nothingness. "Not everyone has the opportunity to come here, like the one you love. She is just an ordinary woman, or she is dead. She has no great merits, and she is not qualified to come to Naiheqiao despite all kinds of grievances and obsessions during her lifetime. ."

"So, you have waited for three thousand years for nothing."

The man looked sluggish, he waited here day after day, year after year, and waited until the owner of Naihe Bridge was changed, and he couldn't wait for that person to come. It's not that she didn't doubt whether she knew he was here, she didn't dare to see him, and didn't want to see him, so she didn't show up, but she never thought that she could not come.

If this is the case, what is the point of being here?

"Even if you go to reincarnation now, you won't find her." Qing Huan gave the man another knife mercilessly. "You have cultivated merits in your previous life. You had a chance to fulfill your wish. It's a pity that you refused to step on the Naihe Bridge. Now, time has passed and she is nowhere to be found."

The man listened in a daze, looking like he didn't know what Qinghuan was talking about. Only he knew how sad he was for the pain, despair, doubts, and pleading for an answer over the past three thousand years. He didn't want anything, so he wanted to ask her, but one day, an hour, half a quarter of an hour, he really dealt with him?

He just wanted to know this, so he sat on this bridge for three thousand years.

Over the past three thousand years, he has watched countless people walk across the bridge. How long does it take to bridge the world for a single day, and how long has it passed since these three thousand years?

"But it's not impossible." Qing Huan supported her chin and used her fingers to make circles on the ground. It was strange to say that the ground was pitch black, but the places where her fingers passed by were very obvious. The strong light comes. "If you want, I can help you, but there is one condition."

The man hasn't spoken for a long time, his voice is hoarse and dull, like a slow machine neighing: "You, say."

"You have been here for three thousand years, disrupting your fate, and you will be punished by heaven. The longer you stay here, the heavier the punishment will be. Therefore, I can give you a lifetime to wait in the world with her, but there is only such a lifetime. "

A person with merit will be rich or noble in the next life, and he will be able to stay in history, but the man has waited here for too long, and he shouldn't be here. The little girl in the past may not have enough abilities, so she couldn't read the fate of the true dragon emperor, but Qing Huan could see it.

This person can no longer stay at Naihe Bridge.

"I know you don't want to jump into Wangchuan. There is a place for ghosts without hope, so in this life... there is only one life."

Afterwards, the man slowly stood up and bowed deeply to Qinghuan. Qinghuan smiled slightly, and with a stroke of her sleeves, she held out a bowl of soup: "Drink all this soup and move forward."

The man drank without hesitation.

Qinghuan watched the man disappear at the head of Naihe Bridge, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared. Mo Ze raised his small face and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you? Your expression is not right. Did you just lie to that person?"

"I'm not deceiving." Qing Huan shook his head. "That woman will never come to Naihe Bridge."

"what?"

"Little fool, you don't understand." Qing Huan bent down and hugged the plump boy in his arms, and slowly walked back. "His ghost waited for the woman to come and reincarnate at Naihe Bridge. The woman died before and after she was born, fearing that she would not be able to catch him to find him. After death, the ghost wandered in the world and had already escaped from the book of life and death, but was supported by a ray of obsession. When the two of them have fulfilled their wishes, it will be the day when their souls are gone."

When Mo Ze heard this, his face paled, and he was obviously unbearable: "Is there no way to help them..."

"The things in the world have their own definite numbers. You and I have escaped from the Three Realms. Even in the Three Realms, this mana cannot be used indiscriminately, because sometimes, a little bit of existence may affect the whole world. Could you? Forgot? Earlier, didn't you say anything about setting up a...traverser hunting team?" Qing Huan's expression was indifferent. "There is a difference between the ways of heaven, and how can human beings conquer the heavens."

"Why didn't the master tell that person before?"

"If you tell him clearly, he knows it in his heart, but it adds a bit of suffering." Qing Huan sighed. "The woman is afraid that there will be at most a hundred years left. I pity her in my heart before letting this person leave. Otherwise, he would have been sitting on the Naihe Bridge for three thousand years, and he would have been wiped out by God."

If the world has no rules and no constraints, then it cannot be called the world and cannot be formed. It is their own business to bear the responsibility of a man-made industry, and what the story is about the two of them.

Although there is only one life, for the two of them, if they can stay together for one life, they should not be in vain for a thousand years of waiting.

Since Moze, this little thing merged with the cause and effect stone, it has added the feelings that many people have, especially the sympathy is particularly overflowing, and I want to ask the owner again, and the soul will be clear. Rang. Qinghuan took a look, and as expected, the soup in the pot was full again.

In the distance Shi Shiran walked up to a young woman in red. The figure is charming, with unevenness, but there is a large amount of blood spreading on the chest, but it complements the red dress. If it weren't for her pale, snowy face, she would really think she was still alive.

Qing Huan patted the tabletop lightly, and said to the female ghost: "Girl, please sit down."

The female ghost sat down in despair, her face was full of grief, and she couldn't seem to imagine what happened to her. Mo Ze looked at the female ghost's face, and quickly slipped off Qinghuan's knees while the other party didn't pay attention, and turned into a life and death book and spread it out on the table.

This female ghost called Haitang before she was alive. She was the demon's left guardian. She was powerful in martial arts, killing people like hemp, and the blood on her hand might fill a river. There are countless people who have made enemies with her. I don't know how many people dream of her being the first class. She is a witch who is taboo by everyone in the arena, and the righteous way of martial arts can't wait for everyone to punish her.

But demon girls, they often think of the flowers of the mountain, the more upright gentlemen who practice Buddhism and Taoism, the more they are moved.

The female ghost Haitang fell in love with the Buddhist monk, named Xuanji. Xuan Ji was a monk at a young age, compassionate, extremely talented, compassionate and compassionate, and he was praised by everyone. He is also born with a face like a crown and jade, handsome and unparalleled, and his life is to save all sentient beings.

But how can Haitang fall in love with such a person?

Since ancient times, righteous and evil have been in harmony. She fell in love with the Xuanji monk at first sight at the martial arts conference, and then turned into an ordinary girl to approach him, but Xuanji was tall and graceful, and she always kept a distance from her. Later, his identity was revealed, Xuan Ji said that he would no longer see her, Haitang was embarrassed and disappeared in front of him.

But after all, she was the proud demon girl. The leader raised her from a young age and taught her martial arts, which is extremely important to her. How can she not serve the leader?

Xuan Ji arrived in time that night when her hands were stained with blood from the whole family of a righteous person, and only had time to rescue a young child from her hand. Haitang knew what punishment the leader would give if she couldn't complete the task, but she couldn't make a move against Xuan Ji.

So she was wounded and went away, rushing hurriedly, her heart filled with mysterious and peaceful eyes like an ancient well.

From beginning to end, it was her own wishful thinking. He had never liked her before, or even treated her differently. She was **** and owed countless lives. To him, she was just an ordinary person in need of redemption among all living beings.

Until the battle between righteousness and evil, the demon sect and the righteous path were both defeated, and the leader of the retreat was shut down. Xuan Ji was also seriously injured. Only the blood pill could save his life.

Haitang is used to killing people, why not kill a few more? In order to refine Xuan Ji's antidote, she killed ninety-nine and eighty-one virgins, just to save his life. The demon girl doesn't know what justice is. No one has ever taught her. She only knows that she likes someone, so she is willing to do anything for him.

When Xuan Ji learned of this, she slapped her severely, saying that she was inhumane. Haitang stood blankly on the spot, what is human nature, and why is she not human? She was grateful for the teacher’s upbringing, so she worked hard for the teacher. She loved Xuanji, so she could give everything for him. She didn’t feel sorry for anyone who treated her well. Why did she say she was inhumane?

She left in embarrassment, only daring to wait in the dark, until Xuanji recovered from her wounds, she knew why he never moved her.

I thought that this sorrowful monk really only loves the world, but it turns out that she is not the one he loves!

It's a little nun.

Haitang just wanted to laugh.

It turns out that Xuan Ji can also be so gentle, and it turns out that his eyes can also show affection. It turns out that he had a childhood sweetheart for a long time. It turns out that both of them are struggling to suppress each other's emotions, just because they have dedicated their lives to the Buddha. . The two of them redeemed each other, so what was she?

Haitang just wanted to kill the little nun.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Ji, who didn't practice killing all his life, killed her for the little nun.

It turns out that at the end, she alone is the demon that can't get through.