The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

328. Chapter 328, 327th, quenching cultivation (second)

    Purple Yunxiang lips bite: "Can I also enter?"

    Hua Wei Lan Xiu Mei slightly, some are not close to human feelings: "I can take you here, it is already watching you follow the silver feather face, into the pool, only the Vice Palace Lord, this qualification."

    This statement made Ziyun stunned and subconsciously bowed his head.

    "Let her come in, anyway, Spirit Pond is big enough."Su Yu is a gentle smile.

    Hua Lanlan dissatisfied with his white eyes: "Do you know how difficult it is for Spirit Pond to enter?" Only one pool is condensed every five years, and the top ten Vice Palace Lord wants to break the head! ”

    "If more than one person enters, the effect will be weakened. If she affects our quenching effect, are you responsible?"

    Su Yu said: "This Spirit Pond, we can't use it, why waste? Let her come in, beside me, don't affect you over there, can you? ”

    Having said this, how can Hua Lanlan still be? A small mouth, a full grievance: "Really, why can I only come in when I work hard, you two, get the opportunity easily!"

    Su Yu: "Yuxiang, come in."

    The purple cloud scented brilliance flashed, full of gratitude, and the blush face was apologetic, curious to enter the pool, holding Su Yu tightly to prevent disturbing Hua Lanlan.

    Su Yu took a few deep breaths, calmed down, closed his eyes and tried the so-called quenching.

    Just after Su Yu closed his eyes, the feeling of dizziness was even stronger.

    With a burst of pain in my mind, a glimpse of memories and sentiments, if the time flows, quietly speechless, flowing in the heart.

    Xian'er is a pretty figure in the mountains and elves, quietly flashing in my mind.

    When I first met the Twilight Mountains, I met my fiancee again.

    When I first saw it, the cute and lovely voice, when I saw it, the clear and bright eyes, when I was alone, I was alone.

    The scene, like time, like dust, is filled with every corner of the heart.

    A touch of love, soft pity, bursts of heart and heart, stinging life in the river, turned into a little sparkle, weak, but never annihilated.

    In the pool water, Su Yu grabbed her chest.

    There, there was a sting.

    That is nostalgia, worry, and apology.

    Is Xian'er still okay? Happy? Is it lonely?

    Does anyone talk to her when she is alone? Does anyone comfort her when she misses her father? When you cry, is there a shoulder to snuggle?

    Without him, Xian'er, is everything safe?

    A sip of wetness, in Su Yu's eyes, and in the blushing water vapor, flashing dreamy luster.

    He has been away from Xian'er for too long!

    It's time to find her back!

    This thought rounds Su Yu deep in the heart, straight to the heart, will hide in the depths of Soul, stirring out.

    I…Want to see Xian'er…"Su Yu whispered.

    At this moment, his thoughts are accessible, as if it had been blocked for a long time.

    A glimpse of the color of Ming Wu, blooming Su Yu cheeks.

    Xian'er is the hidden attachment in his heart.

    The long-lasting repression has become his knot, affecting his understanding of the Cultural technique and the gods.

    Nowadays, this shackle is turned into a struggle force, which makes Su Yu's beliefs smooth.

    Just, not enough!

    When Xian'er's memories faded, another figure appeared quietly.

    Like her name, it is also like her people, quiet, and no fight with the world, as if Fairy, like a painting.

    Xia Jingyu.

    A woman who makes Su Yu's mind shake the same.

    As the name suggests, it seems like a quiet summer rain, and the moisturization is silent.

    I don't know when, she has been deeply imprinted in Su Yu Soul, lingering, never forgotten.

    Is it a little bit of words and deeds, is it an elegant and quiet silent companion, or is it because Su Yu did not meet?

    When I first saw the gift of grace, the remnants of the goodbye helped each other, and when I saw it, I was assisted by all sides, and there was a sin in the forest, that is, the shadow that never quit, then, the tears that flowed for him, that, He pulled the sword to the cold of Saint King…

    And that, instead of him, look at the promises of the world.

    As in the water recall, Su Yu seems to be standing on the ground again, looking up at her, riding Fei Peng, and skyrocketing.

    Until now, Su Yu discovered that it turned out that she was tearing when she left.

    The two are blurred, the clear shadow, the memories of the sediment, at this moment, like the dust of the ripples, like a floating ripple, like a rapid raindrop, stirring Su Yu's heart.

    At this moment, he discovered that there was a woman in Life, for him, at all costs.

    At this moment, he discovered that in Soul, her branding was as deep as it was, and it would never be worn out.

    Where is she? Is it safe?

    Is it still alone, strong and smiling, using her eyes instead of Su Yu, seeing the bustling?

    He owes her too much and too much, Su Yu is unbearable.

    If Xian'er is her life, it is unbearable weight.

    Xia Jingyu is the emotion that is difficult to bear in her life.

    At this moment, Su Yu seems to have experienced another life, re-visit Xia Jingyu, re-taste and dī dī between her.

    Inexplicable pain, branded chest, long time.

    The corner of the eye, a teardrop, rolled down.

    "Hua~"

    In the depths of Soul, there was a sound of waves, like a long river that had been quiet for a long time, and it was re-flowing.

    Su Yu Soul, a clear and bright one that has never been seen before, has never been light.

    Ming Wu realized what he thought, and realized the inner feelings of the heart, Soul was sublimated.

    Memories, fade.

    Su Yu recovered and was immersed in it for a long time. It was true, and if it was in yesterday’s memories, it would be difficult to extricate itself for a long time.

    The sting of the chest, the shackles in the heart, like the corners of the eyes, the tears that have not stopped, have lasted for a long time.

    Until a long time, Su Yu's eyelids bounced slightly, slowly opening, the tears of the eyes.

    Once sighed with deep eyes, at this moment, it is full of sadness and nostalgia.

    Since leaving Shenyue Island, his mind has never been so void spirit and clear.

    "Xian'er, Xia Jingyu…"Su Yu whispered and whispered, only to feel empty inside, like a long sky, lonely and lonely.

    Standing for a long time, Su Yu secretly made a fist.

    At the end of the trip, he has to go to at least look at Xian'er, but he has a knot.

    "I finally woke up? I thought that you will never wake up. ”It was reported that Hua Lan was not filled with complaints.

    Looking around, she and Ziyunxiang have already come ashore.

    In the pool, Spiritual Liquid has only the depth of the fins.

    Su Yu got up and found that the body was stiff and like a stone sculpture.

    Eight and ten, and more, the lowest six.