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"The three souls and seven spirits of the black-necked crane!"

Su Qinxuan screamed, and the woman with a heart of ashes raised her head when she heard this, her eyes were full of energy and her lips trembled slightly.

But he saw the three souls and seven spirits of the black-necked crane flying from far to near, and his body became smaller and smaller, and finally fell into the palm of Di Nianqing's palm, standing overlapping with each other, with a slightly confused expression. Then Di Nianqing gently held his palm, and a dazzling light shot out from his fingers, reflecting his white palms through. A moment later, a crane sound came from his palm, and he opened his palms. He saw a small black-necked crane sleeping in his palm, standing with one foot, curling his other leg, curling his neck and burying his head under his wings, as if he was in a state of great beauty.

Di Nianqing stretched his hand towards the woman. The woman was slightly stunned. Di Nianqing nodded to her again. The woman then half-believed and half-doubtedly stretched out her slightly trembling hands. The soul of the black-necked crane fell into her palm under the pull of a seven-colored stream of light, and was held by her and protected in her chest.

"Ah--" The woman burst into tears, and big drops of crystal tears fell.

Di Nianqing sighed and said slowly, "You are so infatuated with this crane... It's a pity that you are all wrong..."

The black-necked crane dared to compete with the underworld head-on in order to prevent the woman's soul from being detained, and she would not regret even if she was beaten to death. The woman would rather turn into a ghost immortal and lose her reincarnation than remember her feelings in this life. This crane and one soul loved so deeply that it was regrettable. If she loved her so much, what else could her husband want!

Love that should have been praised, but Di Nianqing said that they were all wrong. Su Qinxuan was puzzled immediately, so she looked up at Dugu Jue, hoping to get an explanation from him, but Dugu Jue was like Di Nianqing and said, "Well, they were all wrong!"

So Su Qinxuan became even more confused, "Dugu, why...?"

Before Su Qinxuan's word "Su Qinxuan" could be heard murmuring to herself. Because she was crying, her gentle tone was strong and her sobbing was intermittent from time to time. However, everyone also learned the story that happened thousands of years ago.

"That day..." the woman said in a casual manner, crying and complaining.

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Her name is Su Wen, and she is a disciple of a small sect in the Han Realm of Beizhou. She is not as beautiful as the senior sisters in the sect. She is just a middle-class person, but she treats people gently and is indifferent to the world. She smiles like a spring breeze.

She entered the Taoist path by using medicine, and focused on the Taoist path, but she was not very concerned about practicing. She finally reached the Golden Elixir stage. She bathed in the fragrance of medicine all day long, going in and out between bottles and jars, and medicine stands. She wanted to die in this way. However, on that day, she lost a competition that concerns the face of the sect, so that she was considered unemployed by the sect to sweep her out.

She was homeless and depressed, and walked to Mengze.

Although the name of "Mengze" is beautiful, it is a famous and dangerous place in the northern border. There is no danger outside, but the inner marsh is rarely visited. The reason is that the inner marsh is full of mud and swamps. On the surface, it looks no different from ordinary ponds, but in fact it is extremely terrifying. Once you fall into it, you will be firmly absorbed and unable to escape. Even high-level monks are difficult to escape. Therefore, the monks' disdain for hearing Mengze.

She recalled the ugly face of her disciples and lost her place to settle down. She was in a depressed mood and felt desolate. While she was thinking about it, some extreme thoughts were sprouting in her heart, and here... it was quite suitable.

At this time, she heard the extremely fierce sound of birds coming from the depths of the inner zodiac. She, who is well versed in the medical "look, listen, ask and touch", heard what is hidden in the cry through the word "hearing". At first glance, the evil sound was invincible. The gods blocked the gods and the Buddha blocked the Buddha's behavior, but under the appearance, they were weak and tired. The master of the voice was already at the end of his strength but still held on. Now he was just strong on the outside and fucked on the inside.

The doctor is kind-hearted, so she will never stop her from helping her. So she relied on years of experience in collecting herbs in mountains, rivers and dangerous shoals to reach Neze without any danger. But there was a scene of corpses and seas of blood, which was really terrifying.

When she saw it, it was falling straight from the air and smashing into the depths of the swamp. She had to calm down and fly away. At that time, it was trapped in the pile of corpses, covered in blood and air, and the corpses under her were constantly falling into it. It was the terrifying devouring swamp in the inner marsh. She did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly sought out the ropes of the dead monks. The treasure-like magic weapon trapped it, and the power of the nine ox and two tigers finally dragged it out. The bodies were just swallowed up by the swamp, which was really dangerous.

It is a very beautiful black-necked crane with its head, front neck, flying feathers are black, tail feathers are brown and black, and body feathers are... It should be gray and white, but it has been dyed red by blood. I don't know if it is the monks or its.

It was extremely injured, with deep bones on the outside, broken legs and wings. The broken bones pierced the skin and flesh and blood, which looked quite terrifying, and blood flowed from the mouth and nose. I think the internal organs were also severely damaged. It is a miracle to survive. If it is not treated as soon as possible, I am afraid that I will die sooner or later as the qi is lost.

She immediately started treatment without any hesitation, removed the blood stains on its body, touched and pinched it, released her spiritual sense to investigate, and became busy after understanding its injuries. Thanks to her proficiency in medicine, she carried various medical magic weapons, equipment, and herbs with her. She used long and short silver needles to prick the lost qi, and had the functions of paralysis, pain and bleeding. She also cleaned and sewed the wounds for it, continued to break bones and fix it. She ran around in the Great Sorrow, found storage magic weapons from the dead monks, and found many healing pills. She came back and fiddled with it, applied externally or internally, and finally sucked its life.

Her cultivation level was not high, and dragging it out of the mud had consumed most of her energy. She spent all her energy on treatment and the rest of her energy. She finally fell asleep on it with exhaustion.

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Its real body is a black-necked crane, named He Lingshu.

Before this, a strange treasure appeared in the deep inner zodiac, which attracted many masters to fight for it, and it was one of them. For a time, the inner zodiac was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the monks fought in a group, killing and injuring countless casualties.

Before meeting her, it fought bloody battles for a long time and finally got the treasure, but the price was also huge. There were only seven people remaining besieged it. It was already at the end of its strength but could not show its decline and had to hold on. The seven people were injured in a series of fierce battles, both sides were half a dozen. But with a ruthless force, relying on their agile and quick figure, it dodged away the fatal magic weapon and magic attacks in the uninhibited life and death, and found the flaws, using the bird's beak as a sword thrust, the feathers turned into swords and slashed hard, and the feathers were like rain. The attack was so sharp and the methods were so cruel that the remaining three were so scared that they were afraid to fight again, and they were almost going to retreat.

It screamed, and its fierce aura became even more intense, which scared them to escape immediately. It was worried that these people would return and circulate for a long time, as if they were in the oath territory. But in the end, the injuries were too serious and difficult to support, and they lost consciousness and fell from the air.

In a trance, it felt that someone was dragging its body. It wanted to open its eyes, but its eyelids were as heavy as lead, but it could not lift it up. So what if you win a strange treasure? At this price, you have the fate to seize the treasure and have no life to suffer. Why bother? If you want to kill it, you should cut it off. Whether it is swallowed alive or peeled it, it can only let the mermaid meat beef. It thinks like this.

Then... it was a bit strange. It was not painful to get rid of bones and tendons, or to get rid of souls and souls, but it was a bit comfortable.

The demon clan is strong, far beyond the human cultivator. Even though it cannot move or open its eyes at this moment, its five senses gradually recovered. It only felt a pair of small and tender hands pressing lightly on its body, as if exploring the injury. The fragrance of medicinal materials and a faint fragrance of women's powder were floating in its mouth and nose, which was surrounded by thick and bloody smell.

Is it a woman? Or a doctor? It thinks like this.

A slight tingling pain came from his body, but it was insignificant compared to the severe pain that it hurts the bone marrow. It was strange that it could no longer get any pain after that, but it still felt touched. Huffing, a huffing, a huffing sound of a sudden, heavy and slightly tired panting sound. It could sense the bone-breaking reduction, hear the sound of the wound being sutured, and then the difficulty, bag, till it, and smell the strong smell of medicine. Someone opened its mouth and reached out to send something into his mouth. It should be medicine, it thought so.

"Huh········································"

It heard the sound of talking intermittently, like a silver bell, as pleasant as a clear spring in the valley, tender but with a sense of freshness and elegance. Then a soft body leaned against it and sat down, and stopped moving. It had a developed hearing, could hear the extremely gentle breathing sound, and even snored slightly, and fell asleep.

Perhaps it was because of the attack of medicine, and it also fell asleep.

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The night falls, thick as ink, and the moonlight is cold. In the deep inner water, a few corpses are swallowed by the swamp from time to time, and a bubble is bulging out, and then it breaks out, and a dull gurgling sound comes. Phosphorus fires are dotted, light and dark, sometimes far and sometimes near, and the night wind blows, the wind is whistling, sad and desolate, like crying and complaining, quite a bit gloomy and strange.

On a larger and compact grassland, a gentle woman, a crane wrapped in bandages, sleeping on each other with one another.

One is an abandoned disciple who was expelled from the sect because of his "unright work", the other is a crane that was seriously injured when he fought with people with treasures; the other is rescued because of the kindness of the doctor, and the other is rescued because he left the will of fate. They had never met before, and in this way, their destiny began to meet.

The crane woke up at night and found that the wound had been sutured and bandaged, the broken bones had been continued, and the internal injuries had gradually improved. He couldn't help but sigh that the woman's wonderful hands were rejuvenated. Then, it finally saw this life-saving benefactor. Her simple clothes were plain and plain, stained with blood. It was not a stunning posture, but also elegant and beautiful. After watching it for a long time, it felt pleasing to the eye, like a beautiful sentence of the clear lyrics, every sentence was quiet and elegant, and the fragrance became fragrant for a long time. There were a few strands of messy hair hanging down on her forehead, her eyelashes moved slightly, and her fair cheeks were stained with a few drops of red blood, adding a little charm; and the blood on the jade fingers of the plain hand was already dry, so tired that it didn't even have the strength to wash hands... In this situation, it had the urge to cry.

The Great Scene was killed in the dark. Although they were not distinguished from each other, their hearts were different. As a demon cultivator, it was naturally besieged by many parties. All of them were killed red, their eyes were blinded by hatred, anger, and their minds were blinded. They wanted to die soon. Only blood could relieve the hatred in their hearts. But in the end, it was saved by such a girl with low cultivation.

It also thought of revenge for kindness, but when it saw her tired appearance, curled up like a kitten, and a trace of murderous intent that arose in her heart disappeared, how could it do it?

At this moment, she frowned involuntarily, curled up slightly, and hugged her hands tightly, as if the night cold was invading her. It moved its body with difficulty, covered its wings to protect it, and then bent its neck ring to protect it, with an ambiguous posture.

Her eyebrows stretched, her breathing was soothing. Listening to her rhythmic breathing, it felt like it was tired again, and then, both of them fell asleep.

The night wind is still slightly cool, and the moonlight is still cold, but this small world is as warm as spring.

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"My name is Su Wen, from... Well, a casual cultivator!" She introduced herself, her eyebrows and eyes were curved and her smile was bright.

"He Lingshu, a... idle clouds and wild cranes..." it said, looking at the woman in front of it, it felt like the spring breeze.

So, each man and a crane met.

Thanks to the famous reputation of Mengze’s hinterland and the number of people is rare, it is difficult to move, so it is a good place to cultivate. However, the corpses everywhere are quite annoying. Cultivators have long been used to life and death, so they naturally don’t care too much. So they discussed plundering the monk’s treasures and sinking them into the mud, which is considered to be buried.

After cleaning up, the inner fog was wide and the sky was wide and the grass was green and the water was clear, and it became a small world for the two.

She took care of it and accompanied it, without asking what happened in this Neize; it taught her to practice and accompany her, without asking why she came to this Mengze.

Days passed day by day, and its injuries were recovering little by little under her careful care. Many bandages and splints have been removed. The wounds have healed, the broken bones have continued, and the internal injuries have been cured. Now they can barely stand, and their wings can be spread slightly, but it may take some time to soar to the top of the Qingyun.

It is tall, with beautiful curves, smooth and light feathers. Although it walks slowly, it cannot hide its calm and elegant atmosphere. It can be seen that when it is intact, it is a majestic place to walk in the garden.

It stands opposite her, one tall and the other petite; it lowers its neck and looks down at her, with affection in its eyes; it looks slightly up at it, and the autumn waves rippling. It likes her gentle appearance as water; it likes her leaning on itself and reading medical books quietly, frowning and narrowing when encountering difficulties, thinking through the key, and then laughing; she speaks softly, delicate and pleasantly; her laughter is like a wind chime swaying; it doesn't know when it starts, but its eyes are hard to move away. She likes its gentle temperament, not much, but its voice is low and magnetic, making people feel relaxed in body and mind; she likes to hide under its wings, she can also keep warm with the sun and rain. She feels that this is her little world, and only belongs to her.

She leaped gently on its neck and swung around it, laughing shyly, and the sound was astonishing as a clear spring, making a sound. It could not stand for a long time now, and she swayed like this, which made it lose its balance and fall forward.

Amid her screams, one person and one crane were about to land, but she saw feathers flying all over the sky, her slender waist was wrapped around her big hands, and her black hair was flying in front of her, and she was no longer the neck of a crane but the neck of a man in gray. She felt that her figure was suddenly pulled, and although she was still in the forefront, she was already in the upper hand.

"Bang", it was a bit dull, and heavy objects fell on the land, and feathers were flying all over the sky.

She buried her head deeply on his shoulders, and she was afraid to look up. He was still silent as before, just as he hugged her slender waist and trembled slightly. She finally plucked up the courage to raise her head, looked up from bottom to top, her chin sharply, her lips full, and her nose was erect. Then she met a pair of dark eyes, which reflected her shy face, and could not move it away.

"Lingshu?" she asked softly, already having an answer in her heart, but she still wanted to confirm it.

"It's me!" he said, his voice as usual.

"How......... has transformed......" she asked again, this question was very stupid. If a man and a crane fell down like this, she would definitely be pressed by it and might be injured.

"I had a bandage before. If it turned into a human form, it would be exhausted and tied it again. It was not good." He replied.

"Oh!" She nodded and leaned against his chest, and only heard, "dongdongdongdongdong····" fast and messy.

Feathers all over the sky slowly fell down.

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One person and one crane, the sky is covered with the earth, he carried her to travel in the sea of ​​clouds, she followed him to be warm and sweet, life was dull, but warm everywhere.

I thought he could live together and fly together, but he was about to leave Neize shortly after his injury was cured. The three people who were defeated by him had returned, and brought many masters to surround Neize. If only him were him, now he would be able to easily break out a bloody path, but her cultivation was low, so he needed to protect her.

Another fierce battle, the wind and clouds changed color, and lightning and thunder were roaring. Only then did she realize how terrible the battle she had before stepped into Neize was, but now it was repeating. It was a melee at that time, but now it was a siege. Even if he had the ability to shock the sky, it would be a matter of time before he could lose with such a burden.

At this moment, a figure appeared behind him and suddenly attacked.

"I'm so eager to die, it's great to meet you..." Crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she looked decisive, and she had already made a decision.

Before breaking through the Nascent Soul stage, her lifespan was particularly over. She wanted to work hard with him forever, and even secretly scolded herself for not working hard enough before and wasting a lot of time. However, practice was not a one-day effort, and she did not seem to be a genius in practice. She made a slow progress and was unable to break through the bottleneck. However, in the current situation, she seemed to be unable to wait for that day.

She flew up and stabbed her body with a silver needle in her hand, but she saw her black hair turning white, and her blood rushing all over her body. She forced her cultivation to improve at the cost of burning life span, turning into a ray of red light and appearing behind him, wanting to give him the fatal blow.

The man angrily scolded her for not knowing how to live or die, and slapped her with one palm...

Blood sprinkled in the sky, falling like a kite with broken strings. She reached out to the bloody figure, trying to hold his hand and touch his cheek, but she couldn't touch it.

"Su Wen--" His heart-wrenching shouts resounded throughout the sky. He killed a man and turned into a crane to rush towards her, but those people surrounded him again, blocking his sight.

He was desperate and sad, his eyes were as red as blood, and there was only anger and endless murderous intent in his chest. He roared and fought, blood flashed out, and his limbs flew around... Then, a dead air suddenly appeared and surrounded it and covered his whole body. The world was silent, and the movements of those people became extremely slow. Their eyes were so red that they opened their mouths and shouted, their saliva flying, wielding weapons, pinching magic spells, and every movement could be captured by him. But... Who would want to see these hateful people? He just wanted them to disappear completely!

The dead air seemed to hear his heart's voice, rippling like water waves, all of whom were affected, and then disappeared little by little.

He suddenly came to his senses and looked around, and it was empty.

"Su Wen..." He hurriedly searched for her figure, but only saw a Su hand swallowed by the swamp.

It was like fate that devoured her swamp was where it fell that day. When she saved it, the swamp lost one "food" and asked her to make up for it. She thought about it and exchanged her life for it, and the deal was very cost-effective.

A crane sounded across the great marsh, not like the day when the inside and outside was different, but now there was only sorrow. That day, she was in a depressed mood and was about to break herself. He was seriously injured and the line of life and death was connected. It was the crane sound that connected them. Now I can hear the crane sound again, but it seems that there is a beginning and an end. Fortunately, I can still listen to his voice before leaving, and she thought so.

She smiled, not as beautiful as the country, but also as impressive as she was, and she had no regrets.

"Lingshu, you want it, okay..."

(End of this chapter)
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