Hall of Mercy

Lian Qi died, as if running in the dark for a long time, and finally revealed a ray of light.

She opened her eyes, and saw a white crane turning into a human form, crying and picking her off the cliff, and the starlight shook from her petals, shining brightly.

Bai He grabbed her and said, "I fell in love with a mortal, and I will be his concubine."

The Crane Clan has guarded the Seven Star Lotus for generations, but in her generation, they picked the Seven Star Lotus for selfish reasons.

The person she loves is indeed very good to her, but how could Yingying Yanyan be missing from the emperor's side.She was finally discovered to be a monster. Lian Qi rescued her and escaped from the tiger's mouth.

Love warms the heart, but also chills the heart.

She was sitting on the top of Bailing Mountain, and the white snow had already melted into a stream of water, pouring down into the sky and sea.At this time, some emerald green shoots appeared on the top of the mountain, breaking through the ground.

She waited for Duhun to pick her up, she knew that Xuan Ce was fine, so she had no worries.

"Duhun, I miss him so much." She was dangling in the air with bare feet, innocent and cute, her thoughts were palpable, she looked up at the sky with a calm expression.

Duhun rarely held up the hammer and looked frightening to death. He stared at her with two dark blue eyes. After a long silence, he said, "He misses you too."

She wanted to joke with him, to tease him that he would talk to dead people, and to ask him if there was anyone he missed.

But she felt that there was no need to ask.

The person who crosses the soul and misses it must be reborn.

Although they were born as one, they are still two after all.

Wuwangya is like a huge mirror, reflecting her and Duhun's figures, as well as the starry sky, vast and boundless.

Standing in front of the past life, she asked with a smile, "What are you going to tell me?"

The past life smiled helplessly, the palm of her hand condensed red and black Bana flowers, hanging in her palm, floating around like algae.

It was the first time Lian Qi saw the Bian Hua, the resentment in the flower collided with the immortal energy in her body, and there was a buzzing sound in the air.

"Lian Qi, who do you hate?" Shi Sheng didn't say what she said, but gave Lian Qi the initiative.

Lian Qi tilted her head and thought very seriously for a long time, "No, my fate is decided by myself, everything is my choice."

She smiled peacefully towards her past life, and playfully stuck out her little pink tongue.

In Wuwang Hell, there is rarely a clean and holy soul, without resentment or hatred. Even after death, even if you recall all kinds of love and hatred in your life, even if you are tempted by the resentful soul of Wuwang Yadi, you will still maintain your love and hatred. The clouds are calm and the wind is light.

She is not attached to the past, but her thoughts are still overflowing, staring at the colorful bridge of death under her feet, unable to take that step for a long time.

She looked at the bridge extending endlessly into the distance, connecting with the bright galaxy.

"Xuance, I miss you so much."

With a long sigh, she finally lifted her foot onto the bridge to life, and walked towards the distance step by step.

In landscape gardens and courtyards, maids with water basins come and go.

The richest merchant in the area is said to be a lover, and the richest people in the world only love each other with their wives. His wife is pregnant in October, and today is her due date.

The merchant took time out of his busy schedule to come back, paced back and forth in the yard, extremely anxious, he saw the figure standing on the porch, and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry today, Mr. Su, go back first, and talk to Mr. Su." Let me tell you, Zhen will definitely come to the door to apologize in the future."

Su Gongzi was smiling, his brows were stretched out, the jade tree was facing the wind, and his deep pool-like eyes were filled with anticipation, looking at his wife's room.

At this moment, Mr. Zhen didn't care about etiquette or etiquette, he was very anxious, this Mr. Su could watch whatever he wanted, he didn't care.

A clear cry resounded through the sky.

The midwife yelled that she had given birth, it was a daughter, and she came out with her daughter in her arms, but Master Zhen hurried over to care for his wife.

Master Zhen loves his wife dearly, and the whole family understands it.

The midwife was holding the baby, calling Miss Baby, a girl saw it and shouted in surprise: "Why is there a golden lotus flower birthmark on Miss's forehead?"

"Yes, yes." A swarm of people gathered to look at it, but they became quiet again, and made room for Mr. Su. Mr. Su also looked at the baby in the midwife's arms, and said with a smile, "This flower is a flower from the legend. God, your young lady must be blessed by blessings, you should treat her better."

"What Mr. Su said can't be false! Miss is really a blessing from Sansheng!" The midwife laughed from ear to ear, and hurried into the room to repeat what Mr. Su said to the old lady.

The girls were stared at by Mr. Su, so they blushed and ran away, not daring to gather around him anymore.

"I miss you so much, Lian Qi." He murmured with a smile on his face.