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Regarding the former emperor, Helian Mingkong didn't know how to evaluate it.

Under his rule, the country was prosperous and the people were at peace. In this way, he was a wise ruler; he did not eat his son even if he had poisoned the tiger, but he slaughtered the royal family for a woman and became disregarded. In this way, he was a tyrant.

However, being born in the imperial family, the further part is the magnificent emperor. The world is convinced. Under the temptation of great power, the blood and family affection are so fragile. At first she did not understand these things, and she did not know why he had to do so resolutely for her. But when she ascended the throne and accepted worship from all civil and military officials, she suddenly understood the power of the dragon throne.

This dragon throne is never easy to sit on, he told her.

It is destroyed, no matter whether it is the enemy or yourself, it only takes a blink of an eye.

In addition to power, there are naturally constraints that follow her. She looked up and felt a long sword hanging above her head, which would fall down at some point. Sitting upright on the dragon chair is like a needle and needle.

But if she wants to keep the prosperous Tang Dynasty for him, she must keep her promise.

This guard has lasted for decades.

She has become the 1950s, but she is also a mortal. Because of her beautiful and beautiful pendant, her appearance has not changed, but as time goes by, she is already an old man in her twilight years. She seems healthy, but in fact she has reached the end of her life.

Moreover, she suffers from a serious illness, and is called lovesickness.

Even though I knew he was there, I couldn't find him, so I could only look at the stars in the sky and shed tears silently.

On the fifteenth night of the first lunar month, after returning from Dinu Mountain, she finally unloaded her burden and closed her eyes in the Zhaixing Tower.

When she opened her eyes again, her name had not changed. However, she was no longer the empress of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but a disciple of the Taoist sect of the Heavenly Master in the Cultivation Realm.

In the dark, there seemed to be an invisible thread that led each other to meet.

She finally saw him.

The long sword in purple is elegant and transcendent, not like the mortal dragon energy exposed. It is contained but internal, but it shows the charm of the emperor even more.

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"Brother Zhang... Yes, is it him?" Helian Mingkong asked this question.

The answer, I want to know, but I don’t want to know, is extremely contradictory.

I want to know because I hope to get a positive answer so that she can throw herself into his arms and vent her longing that I have suppressed for decades; I don’t want to know because of the strange feeling he showed when I met him. If he was just a stranger who looked exactly like the previous emperor, they were irrelevant from the beginning, she was afraid that she would fall from hope to despair because of this sense of alienation.

"Yeah!" Shouming Zhenren nodded with a kind face, "It's him!"

The moment he got the exact answer, tears burst out, and the tall Helian Mingkong squatted down, hugged his legs tightly, buried his head deep, and shook his shoulders. This woman, who was once the 195th master, was so humble and small at this moment, and looked like a child who was wronged and secretly cried in the shadow of the corner of the wall.

True Man Shouming sighed, without any idea of ​​comforting the infatuated woman.

The three real people of the Heavenly Master, Shouming, Shouren and Shoude, have been with Helian Mingkong since the ascension of the throne. It can be said that they witnessed with their own eyes how a weak woman who lost her love and cried every day became a generation of queens who had never come before and after. This woman was not inferior to the fairy in the cultivation world, but her inner strength was not weak at all. After reaching the cultivation world, her amazing talent began to show her practice, and her cultivation was thousands of miles a day, which was no less than those of the prides of heaven. This made the three real people look at her with admiration.

It was so dazzling that the three real people almost forgot that they had eliminated those halos. In fact, she was just a poor woman waiting for her lover to return.

After decades of getting along, the three real people have long regarded her as their daughter. Now she has got what she wants and meets her former lover, so she is happy for her.

"But he... doesn't seem to remember me?" Helian Mingkong, whose eyes were slightly red, said, a little sad.

"Reincarnation is mysterious." Master Shouming helped her up, touched her head, full of doting. After a while, he said, "Although he needs to drink Mengpo soup to forget the past when entering the reincarnation, some people have too deep obsession that Mengpo soup has little effect and cannot even take effect. And he is an emperor, and he has the right to choose whether to drink Mengpo soup or not. Moreover, with his unforgettable feelings for you, I think I will not drink it, and even if I drink it, it will have no effect.

After all, there will always be some problems with the cycle of reincarnation with memory, so in order to successfully reincarnation, these people's memories of the past will be sealed. And these memory seals... "Zhengming Master Shouming looked at the disciple with pear blossoms and rain, paused, sighed, and said, "Maybe it will not be able to be untied in the next life, and then with several reincarnations, it will be completely forgotten. Perhaps it will be untied through some opportunity, so that the love of the previous life can be renewed in this life!"

"That is to say......" Helian Mingkong's beautiful eyes widened, and his face showed a look of joy.

Zhenren Shouming smiled and nodded, "In other words, there is always a way to make him remember the past, cultivator... Haha, there is time!"

Helian Mingkong laughed, then cried, and then laughed again.

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In the Tai'a Secret Realm, the two of them had no communication, and even met each other with weapons, but Helian Mingkong used an extremely arrogant attitude to imprint himself in Gongsun Wuji's heart, making it hard for him to forget.

However, her love for him made her forget the fact that the Tianshi Dao Sect and the Gongsun family were fighting hard because of the Taia Secret Realm.

Of course, she would not know that Gongsun Mingjing had a murderous intention to kill her.

On that night of fighting, everything came too suddenly. When watching the disciple die in front of her, anger filled her heart, so that when Gongsun Wuji rushed towards her, she didn't know whether this familiar stranger was an enemy or a friend. Hesitated and walked, Wangshu Jian collided with Xihe Jian. The clanging sound was extremely crisp, like a heartbreaking sound, and countless cracks spread out.

"You... Why...?" She opened her mouth slightly, and she couldn't ask this sentence.

"Stop fighting, run away!"

The two were so close that Gongsun Wuji's urgent and concerned voice sounded in Helian Mingkong's ears. She was stunned. She thought he came to kill her, but she didn't want to save her. Could it be... She wanted to follow this idea and keep thinking about it, but now the situation is urgent, and the disciples are in danger, so she can't let her think about the long love between children and the moon before the flowers.

"I'm very happy when you come to save me, but... I can't harm you..."

"The people in the Gongsun family are all a bunch of madmen!" This is a consensus reached by those who know the whole story of the Gongsun family's civil strife. During that catastrophe, many people in the Gongsun family waved their swords at their blood relatives, killing Cangwu Mountain and blood flowing into a river, which makes people feel scared.

The Leslie Emperor was reincarnated and reborn in the Gongsun family. I don’t know if it was because he did this, so it was really ironic!

Although Helian Mingkong wanted to talk to Gongsun Wuji and talk to him, he was afraid of implicating him, so he suppressed the emotions in his heart and felt like a stranger.

Now, he took the risk to save her at this time, how could she be unhappy!

However, she quickly calmed down. The Gongsun family had all the masters who came out on the night, and they must have had some plans. They held the Wangshu sword in her hand and were the person in charge of the Tai'a Secret Realm of the Heavenly Masters. They must be the primary target of their attack. If they were let go by Gongsun Wuji, they would have ruined the major affairs of the Gongsun family. With the nature of the Gongsun family's relatives who did not recognize him, they were afraid that Gongsun Wuji would lose his foothold and even be killed. This... is naturally not what she wanted to see.

So, she glared and made a decisive attitude of fighting against each other.

"Despicable and shameless!" She roared angrily, swung her sword suddenly, but said in her heart, "This...is not my true heart, don't blame me..."

I hate it so much, I want to talk to you more;

I hate you so much, I want to look at you more;

I hate it so much, I want to hold your hand.

Then endless darkness swept over, sticky and deep, swallowing everything.

"Your Majesty... Have you ever remembered me?"

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After enduring the sneak attack from the shadow behind him and the full blows from so many masters, Helian Mingkong thought he was dead, but when she sensed the tearing pain inside her body, she realized that she was still alive.

With the ruthless style of the Gongsun family, how could he save his life? Helian Mingkong was puzzled.

She tried hard to open the extremely heavy eyes and see what the situation was like now.

After finally opening his eyes, the light was a little dim, as if it was in a strange cave. He could not see the fierce Gongsun family members at a glance, and it was probably not in the Taia Secret Realm. Then, she raised her eyes and never thought that she would see the handsome and upright man who was thinking day and night, but he was holding a sword toward him. His fierce eyes were a viciousness that wanted to get rid of it. The cold air emitted by Xihe's sword pierced directly at her chest, bursting with coldness.

She felt her heart was irritated and her twitched and coliced.

"You... I still can't remember it after all..." Helian Mingkong sighed, looked at Gongsun Wuji, and tried to squeeze out a smile. The tears fell from his eyes, but they were full of gentleness. "If I had been buried with you in the past, it would have been great. Now, haha... If I could die in your hands, I have no complaints or regrets... Your Majesty..."

Then, Gongsun Wuji seemed to have noticed something, and the two of them had eyes intersected.

She was still looking at him gently, but after a while, the fierce aura in his eyes disappeared invisible in an instant, replaced by panic, like a innocent young man peeking at the girl he liked. After being discovered by the girl, he became at a loss when he saw the girl coming to see him.

Helian Mingkong frowned slightly, a little puzzled. Why...why...is this reaction?

Gongsun Wuji is the best among sword cultivators. He has a clear sword heart and is not surprised when things change. However, he can still not change his face when mountains collapse in front of him.

But at this moment, he became more and more panicked, his eyes rising and falling, left and right, floating around, and he didn't dare to look at Helian Mingkong again, but he always flew past her inadvertently, as if he was a dragonfly, and his ears turned red unconsciously.

"Uh......" He seemed to want to explain something, but he lowered his head but saw the tip of the Xihe sword in his hand pointing at her. Gongsun Wuji suddenly widened his eyes and looked even more panicked, as if he was holding a long sword at the moment, but a poisonous snake that was spitting out a scarlet letter and biting hard. "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." After saying that, he actually threw out the secret treasure that many people were crazy about and smashed it to the ground with a "bang".

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, the position where Xihe’s sword fell was right beside Wangshu sword, and it seemed like a couple snuggling together.

"That, that...H, Fairy Helian... Well, Ming, Miss Mingkong, you, listen to my explanation... Things, things are not what you think......" Gongsun Wuji was at a loss, his face turned red, he kept scratching his head, and his stuttering looked quite interesting.

He was a human being for two lifetimes, and as an emperor, he had supreme majesty, and as the most outstanding junior of the Gongsun family, he was elegant and outspoken.

But at this moment, he had all his halos, just an ordinary man who clumsyly explained the causes and consequences because he was worried about the misunderstanding of his beloved woman.

Helian Mingkong saw it and felt warmth in his eyes. He accidentally caught a long gown covering himself, which was a noble purple color.

She naturally knew who the owner of the long gown was.

Then, with a "puff" sound, even though her face was pale and her red lips were bloodless, her smile was still bright and unparalleled. The laughter echoed in the cave, and the crisp sound of the bell was also like.

"Haha..." Gongsun Wuji also laughed.

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Time goes a little further.

The power of heaven is anxious, even those who practice ascension stage must retreat, let alone Gongsun Wuji who had barely broken through the Mahayana stage.

You will definitely die, so what Gongsun Wuji thinks.

But at that moment, his heart was extremely calm. He smelled her fragrance and felt her softness. He just hugged the woman in his arms tighter, as if he wanted to compensate for the past loss in one go, and he was unwilling to let go of his hand anymore.

"'Diet under the peony flowers, you can be romantic even if you are a ghost?"

Then, he lost consciousness.

After the sky thunder, the two of them disappeared. Wang Shu Jian and Xi He Jian disappeared. I thought that they must have been destroyed under the sky thunder. Everyone thought so.

But in the world of cultivation, there are always many wonderful opportunities, such as this time.

Gongsun Wuji opened his eyes and couldn't tell whether he was awake or dream. He just lay there blankly for a long time until the woman's delicate body in his arms trembled slightly before he suddenly realized.

No matter whether he dreams or reality, as long as he is still alive, she cannot be hurt any more.

The two of them had an ambiguous posture at this moment, Gongsun Wuji lay on his back, while Helian Mingkong was lying on his chest.

If it were on weekdays, such a beautiful scene would have made people think of it, but at this moment, Gongsun Wuji's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, twitching and heart-wrenching pain. Helian Mingkong's face was pale, and blood kept pouring out of her mouth, which had already spread out Gongsun Wuji's purple clothes, looking as dark as ink.
To be continued...