Yan Wang Ah Qi Volume 1

How could Shangguan Yao not understand Lu Yan's thoughts, besides, he was not the only one who fell in love with her.However, the Shangguan family in Suzhou, which was in charge of the wind and rain five years ago, now has only Shangguan Yao left, and they still live under the roof of others.The road to knowing each other is difficult, and the two put their love in letters, and they met until the moment when they both compromised.

That day came neither early nor late, it was the Qixi Festival of the second year.

The lights in the city of Hangzhou are just beginning to shine brightly.On the bank of the West Lake with flickering lanterns, Shangguan Yao left a last letter to Lu Yan: If the love hurts to the heart, and the cold to the bone, what is the use of my love.Covered under the envelope together is the yellowed "Admiration".

Four months ago, Shangguan Yao and Lu Yan confessed their love affair in front of the elders of the Lu family, angering the elders, and Shangguan Yao was kicked out of the house.In the pouring rain, Lu Yan, who promised to elope with him, did not appear.She returned to Nanjing alone, and then received a letter from Lu Yan: My mother was furious, and I couldn't get away.Shangguanyao thought she could bear it, but was defeated by continuous nightmares.That night rain often hit Shangguan Yao in his dream, causing pain to the heart and chill to the bone.

Lu Yan only did two things after receiving the letter, one was to burn all the objects related to Shangguan Yao, including the score of "Qin Xin" and "Qin Xin", and the other was to immediately agree to the order of his parents. Word of marriage.

Shangguan Yao saw Lu Yan again at the Wangchuan River.

Lu Yan's soul is full of hatred, and the strong hatred prevents him from being reincarnated, so he can only struggle with other ghosts and ghosts in the Wangchuan River.His soul is so pure that nothing but hatred remains, so much so that he has even forgotten the appearance of the person he hates.

In the bloody river, countless souls were fighting and biting, and the broken limbs and legs were floating on the water.Shangguan Yao looked at Lu Yan who no longer recognized her, and this look lasted for 30 years. For 30 years, Lu Yan's soul tore and bit other souls with endless hatred, and was also torn and bit by other souls.The strong healing ability of Wangchuanhe will keep the soul alive, no matter how bloody the wound is, it can heal, and the floating limbs will return to the owner. Everything is to maintain this endless cannibalism .

In the end, Shangguan Yao knocked on the gate of Yan Luo Palace.

"Your Highness Yan Luo, I am Shangguan Yao, and I want to become a magician."

Yan Qi read this sentence to the mirror, but found that she could still learn Shangguan Yao's tone outside Yan Luo Palace that day.It was clearly Shangguan Yao's voice, but she couldn't tell her indifference and determination.

"Shangguan Yao, do you know that for thousands of years, I have shed tears just because of you."

In the Qisha Temple 450 years ago, there were six corpses and a dying woman sitting on a stone with her legs curled up.

Shangguan Yao waited until Yan Qi and Luo Shi.

Yan Qi stood far away, and Luo Shi looked at Shangguan Yao with a trace of surprise and more approval.She took the noble cup from Shangguan Yao's hand, disappeared and reappeared suddenly.When she reappeared, there was a pool of Wangchuan water in the cup in her hand, exuding a thick stench, bloody and pungent.

With half a cup of Wangchuan water spilled, Shangguan Yao disappeared.

In an instant, all traces of existence were wiped away by the magic cup.

When the souls of the six corpses returned to their places, it was unanimously determined that the seven evil spirits had not been able to determine the leader this time, and they would only fight again in the next 50 years.

Looking at Luo Shi's equally determined eyes, Yan Qi understood that Shangguan Yao really would never appear again, not even the chance to hear about her from other people.

460 Five years ago, Lu Yan's soul came to the Wangchuan River.In a life without Shangguan Yao, Lu Yan married the daughter of the prefect of Hangzhou, and was promoted all the way to the chief minister of Jiangnan Province.

Before he stepped on the bridge of Naihe, a man in a white shirt and snow-white hair appeared in front of him.

Lu Yan's eyes were full of doubts, but Yan Qi just looked at him quietly, without moving or saying a word.

"Hello, I'm Lu Yan. Excuse me, what's the matter?"

At that moment, Yan Qi remembered the voice that sounded outside Yan Luo Hall that day: Your Highness Yan Luo, I am Shangguan Yao, and I want to become a ghost.

For a moment, two lines of cold tears overflowed from the corners of Yan Qi's eyes that had been dry for thousands of years.

Shangguan Yao's figure in the mirror was once again blurred.For so many years, Lu Yan's soul has reincarnated seventeen times, and Yan Qi is still stuck in Shangguan Yao's memory from time to time, and then becomes more determined to never die.

Yes, since the Shangguanyao incident, Yan Qi's obsession with death has gradually diminished.

As the only witness that Shangguan Yao's soul has ever appeared, Yan Qi is willing to use this as soil to live forever.

Yan Qi let out a long sigh, looked up at the stars all over the sky, the stars were shining brightly, but there was no one named Shangguan Yao.The star named Shangguan Yao is only eternal in Yan Qi's eyes.

Time flowed slowly when Yan Qi was away from God, without a trace of nostalgia.

At this time, Luo Shi's solemn and calm voice sounded outside the door: "Your Highness, there is a dead ghost in a company called Xingrui Media in Shangcheng District, Hangzhou. He has a lot of obsessions. The newly appointed ghost has nothing to do with him. Black and white are impermanent." I am chasing and killing a dead soul who has escaped for thousands of years, you see..." Luo Shi explained the seriousness and seriousness of the reason in a few words.

The person in the mirror was dressed in white again, with a handsome face, eyebrows like ink paintings, and slender eyes that were warm and elegant.Black hair like silk, tied with a white ribbon.This is his attire in the human world, the least noticeable.Although as long as he wants to, mortals can't see him with naked eyes.

"I'll go right away, you go down first."

Inside and outside Yan Luo Hall, two figures disappeared at the same time.