Stands are dead for 1000 years

For thousands of years, although the aura of the Three Realms has been chaotic, Yutu Prefecture is probably located in a remote place, so the aura itself is not very abundant, and naturally there are few evil spirits.Some time ago, newly married couples in the small town were killed by evil spirits one by one, which can be said to be a major event that has never happened in decades...

The Hu family held a wedding at this stall without fear of death, so many people came to watch the excitement.

He happened to be in the hall right now, and when he first saw such a vicious and terrifying guy full of hostility, he immediately thought of the rumored murderous evil spirit.

After the wind stopped, no one dared to speak for a while, not even the suona team dared to play.

But then there were small voices of discussion about the chilling man in white in front of the discussion.The person who came was dressed in white, stained with dust and blood. It could be seen that the left sleeve was cut off by a sharp knife not long ago, along with his arm. If he stood for a little longer, he could still see the blood dripping on the ground.

He was so embarrassed, extremely depressed, as if he could fall down at any time, but he could vaguely see his handsome and sharp features, and he could also detect the majesty of the superior from his eyebrows and eyes.

Such a contradictory and weird person just appeared in the hall like this, frightening others so that they did not dare to step forward.

Daoist Wuji was the first to react. He didn't care much. The Daoist Wuji who was a few dozen years older rushed up vigorously and scolded the "demon" in front of him loudly. One after another, they showed their guys and built up momentum for their own Taoists.

"Bold evildoer, don't put down your weapon yet, quickly show your original shape, so that the poor Taoist will give you a ride!" After the Wuji Taoist priest finished speaking, he wanted to step forward to subdue the demon, for fear that he would be too late, and the rest of the Hu family If you pay more than 1 taels, you don't have your own share.

However, Taoist Wuji resorted to all kinds of methods, and the person in front of him remained motionless and didn't care.

In the eyes of Immortal Huayang, there is only Meng Que, who is dressed in red and is wearing the newcomer's favorite clothes.

Although he was still standing where he was, every inch of blood in his body was screaming and roaring, telling him to hurry up and confirm whether Meng Que really came back from the dead...

But Immortal Huayang's hands and feet were stiff, and he was so excited that he didn't dare to step forward... He was afraid that if he moved a little, the living Meng Que in front of him would be like the past thousand years, the same as those that only belonged to his imagination, belonged to the illusion, belonged only to Like the memory of Sheng Huaijing that was spied on, it disappeared instantly.

Or Meng Que directly took the Jade Emperor Sword, stabbed it into his heart, and let himself die with fierce eyes...

Yes, Xiao Que should hate himself.

If he hadn't set a restriction on him, he would definitely not have made the decision to sacrifice his body to the sword, nor would he have died in such pain.

He selfishly thought at the beginning that he could keep people who did not belong to him by virtue of the prohibition technique, but forcing him to stay was just drinking poison to quench his thirst, and the result was that he lost Meng Que forever.

In such a tragic and decisive way, all contact with Meng Que was lost...

Every time he thought of this, Immortal Huayang regretted it endlessly. He was so painful that he had to stab his body with the Jade Emperor Sword, feel the pain, and bleed out.

Then imagine that the living Meng Que came back to seek revenge, so that he could stabilize his soul a little bit, avoid falling into the devil completely, and thus cut off the possibility of reuniting with Meng Que.

For thousands of years, Immortal Huayang has sometimes gone mad and sometimes sober.

When he was insane, he wished to drag the Three Realms into hell and let them be buried for Meng Que. He felt that they had forced Meng Que to death.

For that illusory chance, they will repeatedly deceive themselves and find similar fakes for themselves.It's all just to keep myself alive, so that the demons left by the gods in the world will not be born, and it's just a hypocritical thing...

When I am awake, I will remember all kinds of things in my trance. The culprit is clearly only myself. It is my cruel, selfish and crazy behavior that caused the tragedy of Xiaoque.After being soberly aware of this, Immortal Huayang will immediately fall into a more terrifying, real-world nightmare.

A nightmare in which Meng Que is no longer seen in the Three Realms and Six Realms no matter how hard he struggles.

The nightmare has been going on for thousands of years, and Huayang Xianjun, who is finally coming to an end, is staring at Meng Que with all eyes, afraid that if he misses it, he will miss it again.As time went by, he also realized belatedly. At this time, Meng Que was wearing a red wedding dress, and seemed to be paying homage to someone...

Immortal Huayang knew that Meng Que wanted to wear such clothes, and he even fantasized about how he and Xiao Que would reconcile the old relationship after reuniting with Xiao Que, and hold a big wedding ceremony again.

But he never thought that seeing Meng Que again after a thousand years would be such an embarrassing situation.

Is Xiaoque marrying someone else?

Xiao Que, is Xiao Que going to marry someone else because he likes someone else?

Thinking of this possibility, Immortal Huayang couldn't help but turn his eyes red. The pain in his heart made him almost distorted and crazy, as if he would lose control and become a madman in the next moment, becoming a murderous creature with only killing instinct.

Immortal Huayang took a deep breath and tried to control himself. He used his brain to conceive of various possibilities.

Maybe, maybe Xiaoque doesn't remember herself, or if it's not me, it should be Sheng Huaijing...

Immortal Huayang regretted a little. If he had known that he would see Xiao Que when he came, he should dress up well. Even if he didn't see Meng Que in real body, he should change into a look that Xiao Que liked.Although it's shameful, it would be good if Xiao Que could be a little more tolerant to himself because he was pretending to be Sheng Huaijing, and give himself a chance to redeem himself.

Xianjun Huayang couldn't help but wanted to hide, he was suddenly afraid that Xiao Que would see such an ugly self, and thus hated himself even more.

After all, Xiao Que likes Sheng Huaijing so much, he doesn't even want to have himself for Sheng Huaijing...

If it hadn't been for forgetting everything in the past thousand years, how could Xiao Que come out and be with others?

These reasons that could only deceive him actually made Immortal Huayang barely stabilize his soul.He even had the energy to divert his attention a little bit to the "bride" who was still wearing a red hijab.He couldn't see the details of the other party, as if he was just an ordinary mortal, but the other party's hand holding the red silk trembled slightly, as if he was aware of his gaze, showing a little fear.

Afterwards, Meng Que was the one who noticed that the "bride" was afraid.

Meng Que directly crossed the red silk and stretched out his hand to hold the "bride", as if to comfort and encourage the other party, and then quietly stood in front of the "bride", blocking Immortal Huayang's eyes that seemed to kill someone.

The intimate interaction between the two unintentionally almost tore Xianjun Huayang's heart, making him clearly realize that Meng Que is no longer his Xiao Que.

At this time, Taoist Wuji's useless attacks finally stopped, he was already horrified beyond measure, and his whole body was as tense as if he was facing a big enemy.In order to seek comfort, he took out the last talisman from his sleeve, held it in front of him, and said: "This son must be the demon cultivator who killed innocent people in the city a while ago. Since Dao is no match, everyone please come together—"Come forward...

Daoist Wuji hadn't finished the second half of his sentence, Meng Que stretched out his hand to pull Daoist Wuji who was so excited that he was about to jump, and said to him, "He's not."

Priest Wuji: "?"

In fact, it took Meng Que a while to match the emaciated person in front of him with the unrestrained Huayang Xianjun who was above the nine heavens.

Even if the breath matches, the change is too big, right?

Huayang Xianjun used to be meticulous in the past, his hair was messy, and his whole body was ashamed, as if he had just rolled in the mud and ran over...

Even the injury to the arm, which was so embarrassing, was not treated.

Meng Que didn't understand why Immortal Huayang appeared suddenly, and he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the army of demon cultivators had finally fought for nine days, and Immortal Huayang was still invincible even if he held the Jade Emperor Sword. I escaped here desperately, and I just met him by chance...

Meng Que stared at Xianjun Huayang vigilantly. After explaining for him and Taoist Wuji, he comforted the Taoist priest who was about to explode, but he didn't know how to introduce Huayang to everyone. He couldn't tell these mortals that he was Let's go to the fairy king of the nine heavens.

As Xianjun Huayang is like now, if he dares to say it, someone must believe it.

Don't you see that Taoist Wuji took the lead in attacking for a few breaths, and there were only a few people left in the overcrowded hall just now.Even the Taoist boy brought by Taoist Wuji sneaked away because of fear...

However, Immortal Huayang did not give Meng Queduo time to think about it. He had just heard Meng Queduo say a few words, and the familiar voice made him feel like falling into a dream, and his whole body felt light.

Ji Zhi didn't lie to herself, it was really Meng Que.

It was Meng Que who came back from the dead!

It's not that I'm dreaming, or that I've been caught in some magical illusion, it's that the living Meng Que is in front of me!

But Immortal Huayang took a step forward, and Meng Que took a step back.

During the confrontation between the two, Immortal Huayang couldn't help but say, "Xiao Que, I'm here to take you back..."

Hearing this, Meng Que couldn't help frowning.

If Xianjun Huayang wanted to take him away forcibly, then he would definitely be unable to resist, and he couldn't even imagine what kind of torture he would face if he was taken away by Xianjun Huayang again.

Meng Que remembered everything that happened in the Shengping Palace for a hundred years. Even though some of them were damaged by the ban and couldn't remember clearly, he was still instinctive and afraid.Sometimes I feel that it is good to not remember.

Meng Que's dodging action made Immortal Huayang stunned.

He thought that Meng Que would hate him, resent him, and want to kill him, but he never thought that he would really see disgust in Meng Que's eyes, as if he was something filthy and filthy.

Immortal Huayang felt that his voice was trembling. He tried to maintain his composure and told Meng Que: "Xiao Que, maybe you don't quite remember, but you and I once held a big wedding under the witness of the Dao of Heaven. , become a Taoist couple in this life, and never separate..."

Immortal Huayang wanted to find out some sweet pasts from the past of the two of them to tell Meng Que, but in the end he could only say dryly: "You also promised me that you would stay by my side forever..."

Looking at Huayang Xianjun's look of recalling the past, Meng Que couldn't help but interrupt him: "My lord Xianjun, although it's been a long time, I have a good memory, and I haven't forgotten those things... I believe you I am also very clear about the circumstances under which I made those vows, and those are uncountable.”

The author has something to say:

ooc small theater:

Huayang: Xiao Que likes Sheng Huaijing = Xiao Que likes me

Sheng Huaijing: Tsk, shameless