Chu Yu looked at the tears in his palm, but felt as if he was holding someone's blood.

She closed her eyes, and the scene was so beautiful that she couldn't help feeling light, her eyes were slightly red and moist.

She sucked the tip of her nose and stood up slowly, gently holding the coffin with one hand, carefully holding the tear with the other hand, looked at Qin Sheng, and said softly: "Sheng'er, just help him. No matter why he passed the skills to me, he had already been in his palace, and he was my master."

People have a big mind, let alone Tang Motian did not harm her.

Seeing this, Qin Sheng had a faint eyes, then raised her hand to take the coffin lid in her hand, moved the coffin lid away, and at the same time put Tang Motian's body into the coffin.

Looking at the old man's shrinking and hunched body, quietly leaning against the young woman with a lifelike face, she inexplicably looked like a match.

The old man seemed to feel that he had returned to the obsession that had exhausted his life's hard work and deep love for his life. The originally curled-up body seemed to be loosened, as if he was leaning against her, but it seemed as if he was still protecting her.

Chu Yu wiped the dampness in the corner of his eyes, raised his hand and gently dripped the turbid old tears that held her in the palm of his hand and gently dripped on the woman's eyes, and said softly: "He has been waiting for you for the rest of his life. I think you are willing to give up everything to accompany him for ten years. You should always wait for him to reunite on the Naihe Bridge. It is said that men will not shed tears easily. Now he still has a thousand tears in your heart. I hope you will never miss or let them down in the next life."

In the world, people's words are far away from fear.

From then on, there are no rules in the world that will bind you.

Only the water flows in the underworld and the flowers bloom on the other side.

I just wish I would never let each other down again, and I would like to miss each other.

Chu Yu clasped his hands together and said softly: "Amitabha."

...

The coffin closed, and a white wall slowly fell down.

Behind this white wall is an ear room Chu Yu made all the bottles and jars inside and tidied them into the tombs of Tang Motian and Tang Yun.

But when the white wall fell, Chu Yu suddenly called out: "Wait, Sheng'er."

Qin Sheng's hand that adjusted the mechanism paused slightly, and saw Chu Yu hurriedly running to the portrait of the head of the sect. She raised her hand slightly and took off the last portrait - the portrait of the 79th generation leader.

She looked at the handsome and crazy young man in the portrait and said lightly: "Master, you once thought that your old face was not worthy of your master's wife's youthful appearance, so you should use this painting to bury you with you."

As soon as the voice fell, she suddenly looked at the small sign on the lower corner of the portrait and was stunned.

A line of characters was written on it in exquisite small regular script for hairpins, and the most conspicuous one was touched - the word Tang Yun.

The time of painting is calculated, it is when Tang Motian had not yet served as the head of the sect.

Chu Yu looked at the painting, suddenly his eyes turned red and sighed: "How could she not have you in her heart? I'm afraid that the affection is hidden deep."

If you don’t have something to love, how could you describe the other person’s expression and appearance and charm in every move so vividly?

How could such a woman care about the person in her heart? Rong Hua'an is there?

I think even if I have gray hair, Tang Yun would recognize the boy whom he watched as growing up.

She carefully and carefully rolled up the scroll, but she didn't expect that she would beat her hand in such a scroll.

"What's wrong?" Qin Sheng was adjusting the silk thread on his hand and controlling the mechanism.

Chu Yu slowly stroked the scroll, frowned slightly, lowered his head and groped for a while, and pulled out a piece of paper from the scroll: "What is this?"

Qin Sheng narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and took the piece of paper from her hand. With a slight shaking, he actually shook a large picture.

"Cicada wing paper, water and fire cannot melt, here..."

Chu Yu said in a lost voice: "Hide the sea chart?!"

Although the drawings are thin and transparent, the drawings on them are clearly part of a gorgeous map of river cliffs and sea water.

"This paper is too new, it seems to be a rubbing version." Qin Sheng reached out and shook the paper lightly, and said lightly.

"So there are many points in the Tibetan sea chart?" Chu Yu couldn't help but mutter.

Qin Sheng smiled faintly: "So what if there are too many, it is the real ability to collect them all, let alone... Lao Jin said before that Prince Lian tore up the Tibetan sea chart, and some parts were broken and could not be preserved anymore. I think this was later copied so that they could be preserved."

Chu Yu was stunned and looked at the treasure map in Qin Sheng's hand and felt a little complicated.

Tang Motian was their mortal enemy with such ups and downs. He injured Qin Sheng, and she wanted to kill him at that time.

But now, by chance, he has become the benefactor of her purpose in fulfilling her trip, and even instilled all the internal energy he had practiced for nearly a hundred years into her.

Of course, she was inexplicably made her into a very poisonous physique.

But, after all, he has done his kindness to them.

Chu Yu slowly put the portrait of the handsome young leader in the coffin and buried him with him.

The infatuated person who is old and obsessed with constant obsession and still persists for a lifetime is always sad and emotional.

Chu Yu knelt down respectfully in front of the white wall and gently knocked three heads at the white wall.

Then she stood up and looked at the white wall with a little naughty for a moment.

Tang Yun was a love disaster that Tang Motian could not let go of in his life. The woman might have already turned into a smoky mist in the wind and disappeared in the world. How could the handsome and unruly young man she watched grow up be her bad fate in her life?

In the end, God's will tamper with people, and fate is impermanent.

Chu Yu sighed quietly.

Qin Sheng was quietly behind her, but suddenly said gently and gently: "I can't be Tang Motian, nor can you be Tang Yun."

Chu Yu lowered his eyes, turned around and suddenly hugged Qin Sheng's waist, buried her face in his chest, and said in a suffocating manner: "You are mine."

Her heart was still in a panic, sad and melancholy.

Life is short, and the years are like flowing water after several years of spring and autumn.

Fortunately, she woke up in time, but fortunately, she never tossed and turned, and was never tied up by herself anymore, so she missed it.

Not missing her, her.

...

Qin Sheng lowered her eyes and gently stroked her hair with her fingertips, her eyes soft and deep: "I am yours."

Chu Yu closed his slender arms and pressed against his chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat, slowly uniting with his heartbeat.

The heart is at peace.

"It's always mine."

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"Young Master, you retreat first. It's really hard for the people of Yaosi to deal with!" A man in black said sternly, with the long sword in his hand stained with blood, and he was covered in blood, and he was actually a little unable to stand.

Gong Shaochen stood coldly: "What are you afraid of? Whenever they dare to pass this hot spring, we will blow up here and let their respected Master Qin San accompany them to die!"

Gong Shaosi held two short swords in his hand, and his face was not very good. The big cat's eyes were illuminated and dark, but he still stood firmly behind Gong Shaochen and guarded him.

When the other people in black heard this, they gritted their teeth and looked coldly at the opposite side of the spring.

The hot spring eyes have been blown up, and large areas of hot water flow freely, or boiling water.

There is no spring water flowing through the ground, and the temperature is extremely high.

Steam overflows.

But it just happened to separate the two groups of people like a barrier. One was Gong Shaochen and Gong Shaosi's troops, and the other was Jin Yao leading Yao Si Wuwei, leading a group of remnants of Tang Sects to confront each other.

"Chief, they have brought a lot of explosives. The master is now unknown. We are too passive." A Wuwei wiped the ashes on his face and said in a deep voice to Jin Yao.

Jin Yao held two scarlet short swords in his hand and looked at Gong Shaochen opposite him coldly. There was a deep flow of water in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said coldly: "Mr. Gong, you have worked hard to set up such a big picture. Isn't it the Tang family's hidden sea chart? Why, you really plan to blow up the underground palace and bury your ambitions?"

The Lord is now missing, and their group of people have to protect themselves first because of the changes in the bombing of the underground palace. At that time, they were unable to find the Lord.

Fortunately, the Tang family members are still useful in their hands.

Although they did not find the master, they also found Gong Shaochen, the group of people behind the scenes who were instructing the plan.

Gong Shaochen looked at him and suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, saying with a smile: "This is the leader of the Jin Dynasty. I have long been looking for a name. You are right, but I am just a grand layout. What I want is not only the Tang family's hidden sea chart, but also the hidden sea chart in your Yaosi."

"Is that right? Then we have to see if you have the ability." A cold female voice suddenly rang.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the source of the sound.

But when I saw a charming and clear-hearted girl in red clothes slowly emerged from a rock wall, the slender white shadow standing beside her was graceful and cold.

It turned out to be a pair of beautiful men, which made people a little stunned.

"Xiaoyu!" Gong Shaochen looked at Chu Yu not far away, and the eyes lit up first, but then his eyes fell on the unconcealed charm and agility between her eyebrows.

It was a mixture of the innocent beauty of a girl and the charming beauty of a woman. It was like the flowers that had inherited the rain and dew, and it had slowly bloomed and scented with the fragrance of the flower stamens.

With her slender figure, her behavior became more than three points... confusing.

Gong Shaochen's pupils were slightly tightened, and he suddenly felt a severe pain in his heart, and his eyes were filled with complexity.

He is a man, a man who knows too much about things about things. How could he not know what Chu Yu looks like and what it means!

His eyes passed by Qin Sheng in shock, but he saw that the other party was also looking at him indifferently.

Gong Shaochen clearly saw sarcasm and contempt in his eyes. He even put his hands on Chu Yu's slender waist as if he had declared everything.

The girl didn't resist at all and just let the man hold her.

He remembered that Chu Yu was never so close to Qin Sheng in front of others on the boat.

She even wore the wedding dress she had when she was a worshiper, but she became a woman to other men.

Gong Shaochen had an inexplicable sense of fishy sweetness in his throat. He forced himself to swallow it, stared at Chu Yu and suddenly laughed softly, mocking himself: "Is this your choice, little girl?"

Chu Yu looked at him with a complicated expression. She suddenly chuckled: "Mr. Gong, I just want to ask you one thing, I wonder if you would like to answer?"

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