After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 134 Deep love and shallow

With the sound of a deafening bell, a long wind swept in, blowing away the fog.

The pure and pure aura covers the sky, the glow of the sun gleams from the clouds, thousands of golden beams of light are connected together, and the world is filled with dazzling golden light.

Everyone closed their eyes involuntarily.

“Be careful.”

“Discrete and fix the distance.”

The jade talisman in his hand was shattered into ashes. Before being sent into the secret realm, Peiyu heard Jingyi and Ding Fenghua’s instructions.

She opened her eyes again, and she had entered the Secret Realm of Sky Sea.

The Tianhai Secret Realm is a vast continent, self-contained, legendary is part of the ancient continent.

The sky is as blue as washing, and the forest is so vast that you can’t see the head.

Peiyu knew that farther away, there would be an endless sea, just as she saw in the mirage beads.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, and took out the reincarnation stone from her arms. All ten gems were lit up, and the dark stone was shining softly.

Chao Yu’s last remnant soul is in the secret realm, no wonder she has not found it for so many years.

The reincarnation stone was spinning, separated from her hand, and rushed to the sky quickly.

Peiyu hurriedly followed, but saw golden ripples on the barrier, and the reincarnation stone directly broke through the secret barrier and flew to the other side.

She stared at it flying away in a daze, thinking, when she came out of the secret realm, could the mother come back to her?

Outside of the secret realm, Ding Fenghua and Jingyi are ready to return to Gushan.

The treasure ship turned slowly, Jing Yi suddenly said “Huh”, Ding Fenghua raised his head when he heard the words, and a black light flashed across the sky like a meteor wagging its tail and flew north.

“What is this?” Ding Fenghua asked.

Jing Yi said, “You ask me who do I ask?”

“Go and see.” Ding Fenghua took the lead in the imperial sword, chasing the black light.

Jing Yi sighed helplessly, and then flew up, “With the jade, even if the entire secret world collapses, I won’t be surprised.”

Ding Fenghua said: “Let’s go and see, in case Xiaobai wants to be widowed again…”

Jing Yi: “You still don’t talk anymore.”

The black light was so fast that it slowly stopped before the treasure ship in Qianhan Palace.

Jian Yunsha stood by the window, his figure thin, and the slanting sun was setting, and a few silvery white lights gleamed with dazzling light on the sideburns.

The last time she came here, more than a hundred years ago, she personally sent Chaoyu into the secret realm. In the distance, mountains and rivers are endless, and mountains and rivers have never changed, but they have long since changed.

“Chao Yu…” Jian Yunsha felt a pain in her heart, and her heart surged, holding the window to cough heavily.

She was full of sweat on her forehead, coughing, and took out a small tiger-toed shoe from her arms. The tiger embroidery is very clumsy and simple.

This is when Chao Yu was one year old, she cut Yunsha to sew for her personally. It is said that it can ward off evil and protect safety, and protect the healthy growth of children.

After so many years, the tiger-toed shoes are still bright in color, as if the years have stagnated a hundred years ago.

At that time, there seemed to be only two people in Qianhan Palace.

An ignorant baby, a young and energetic woman.

A lovely apprentice, a proud master.

A daughter, a mother.

In fact, cutting cloud sand can instinctively save Chaoyu.

For so many years, she has been silently searching for the rain in the world. When passing by a small town called Wucheng near Xiancheng, I heard an injured Taoist priest complaining in the inn.

He said that he received a commission, a woman died in the small village, and the grievance was so great that she became a ghost and killed several people.

The villagers commissioned him to remove the ghosts, and were paid well.

At the beginning, he tried to open the altar without taking the female ghost in his heart, but the female ghost was busy during her lifetime, and after death she had a profound magical power. He was defeated, but the ghost did not hurt his life.

Later, the villagers offered their plans, using Li Gui’s daughter as bait, to set up a circle to lure Li Gui into the trap.

He followed the villagers’ suggestion and put the unconscious little girl into the magic circle. The ghost was really fooled and rushed into the circle, guarding the little girl’s side.

The Taoist priest could have detonated the thunder formation, but while holding the magic formula in his hand, he hesitated suddenly. He looked at the harsh ghost who was humming the children’s songs and looked at the hideous villagers, but he couldn’t tell who was a person and who was a ghost.

So he gave up. The villagers were dissatisfied. They beat him badly and drove him out of the village. They also uttered a lot of words, saying that they would always ask someone to get rid of this ghost.

The Taoist priests are weak and can only inform their counterparts in the attachment, and don’t want to take over this matter. As he said, he sighed, picked up the tea cup on the table, and said, “Poor parents in the world.”

Pity the parents of the world.

Jian Yunsha clenched his hands and walked out of the inn, looking at the end of the world, not knowing where to find her Chaoyu.

This world is so small, flying with a sword, but within a few days you can fly from the coast of the East China Sea to Xixiang Buddhism; this world is so big, so that she can walk all over the mountains and rivers on foot, and walk up to two. The temples were white and couldn’t find his daughter.

The setting sun on the horizon is like blood, and the cuckoo wailes by the ear.

A few hanging buns ran across the street, clapping their hands and singing a poem——

“Cancan day lily flowers, Luo Sheng, under the North Hall. The south wind blows his heart, and who will he spit for? The kind mother leans on the door, and the wanderer travels hard.”

It wasn’t until Peiyu’s life experience was found that Jian Yunsha vaguely remembered that evening and the ghost in the mouth of the Taoist priest.

It turned out that Chao Yu was so close to her.

But if you miss it, you miss it. God won’t give a second chance.

Jian Yunsha knelt on the ground, holding tiger-toed shoes in his hand, crying bitterly, tears mixed with blood, dripping drop by drop on the boat board.

“I was wrong… Chao Yu… Master was wrong…”

She choked and put her face on her little shoe, her voice broken.

What should she do?

What else can she do?

When she put on tiger-toed shoes for Chao Yu, the little girl had just learned to speak, her round eyes were pure and flawless like a mountain deer.

The palace lord, who had always been arrogant, was half kneeling, holding her tiny feet, and putting on her shoes and socks himself.

Xiao Chaoyu tilted his head and suddenly said, “Mother.” The voice was soft and waxy, with a slight milky smell.

Jian Yunsha said: “Call to Master.”

“Mother.”

“Called Master.”

“Mother, mother.”

Cancan daylily flowers, under Luo Shengbei Tang.

By the window of Xiaoxuan that year, the young woman frowned, embroidered tiger-toed shoes a little bit in a pattern, and her delicate hands were covered with fine pinholes.

The south wind blows his heart, and who spit out for him?

A thousand lights in the Qianhan Palace are better than the glory of the sun and the moon.

The woman hugged the child and smiled: “Look, that’s the star I picked for you.”

Loving mothers lean on the door, and wanderers travel hard.

She personally put on the wedding gown for the girl, holding her hand, and giving herself the treasure in her palm to another man.

“Remember to go home.” She tied the red carp to the girl’s waist, “I am waiting for you here.”

How many years have you waited, and how many years have you looked for?

They are destined to be shallow.

Jian Yunsha had blood in the corners of his eyes and tears in his heart. He was crouched, kneeling in the dust, and crying to this tiger-head shoe.

What else can she do?

They are destined to be shallow.

Like the morning dew that is doomed to die, trying to kiss the everlasting sunrise lightly.

“Mother.”

“mother.”

It took a long time for Jian Yunsha to stay in place, before he dared to slowly raise his head.

She saw a little child sitting on a stool with his feet swaying and unable to reach the ground.

The child Yuxue is cute, tilted her head and looked at her, raising her feet, wondering why she didn’t put the shoes on for herself.

“Mother.”

She urged milkily.