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This singer, falling into the ears of the clouds, is like a stone breaking, and as a thunder.

It's like having a dream that lasts forever, in the middle of it, until Ye Lingyue is in the arms of Yunxiao.

Just like many years ago, the well-behaved little girl just learned to walk, she was careful, took a few steps, and slammed into the arms of Yunxiao.

Time flies by, and Ye Lingyue in his arms is no longer the little child.

But the breath of her body, the attachment to her, did not decrease because of the passage of time for hundreds of years.

The month is still the month.

She also recognizes herself as a mother!

All the ripples in the bottom of the cloud, in a flash, vanished.

The tears of the mother and the daughter could no longer be controlled, and they burst out and wet each other's clothes.

I was used to the doctor and Buddha of life and death. This moment I walked down the altar and cried like a child.

Her month is back and she is finally back.

"Mother, you are crying."

Ye Lingyue choked and wiped the tears on the cloud.

"Don't you cry, too."

Yunxiao also rubbed the tears on Ye Lingyue's cheeks. The mother and the daughter saw each other's appearance and couldn't help but laugh again.

The two cried and laughed, and the mother and daughter's feelings became more and more profound.

"Moon, you have recovered all the memories, then..."

After the clouds are calmer, look at Ye Lingyue.

Before the Lingyue, the looks and temperament were like clouds, and the Tianhu people were charming and charming.

But this time, the life and death symbols are broken, but after the fire is reborn, it is a little different.

It's not that there is a change in appearance, but that the temperament has become more cool and sharp, but it seems that it is like his father's night.

Seeing her between the eyebrows, there is more than one meaning that can't be said. Unlike Ye Lingyue, which was encountered in the Qingzhou continent, Ye Lingyue in front of him has an exposed edge, which can be recognized at a glance even in the crowd.

Such Ye Lingyue, tenacious and unyielding, can not stop her.

"I remembered it, including Ari Alight and I."

When Ye Lingyue was beheaded, when she mentioned her family, her look was softer and her eyes were still warm.

But she did not mention the matter of nine nights and Lanchuchu. Yunxiao did not know whether Lingyue remembered them and what they had done to her.

"Speaking of the bad boy of Ling Guang, I am going to find him. This kid, looking at us privately to find you, almost come out with a big disaster."

Although Yunxiao had a thousand words to talk to her daughter, she looked at the emperor and Zitang Su, and took the opportunity to find an excuse to leave.

"Mingyue, it's great to be able to recover. After you have settled down, come see your mother and your two righteous brothers. I still have things in my body. I have to go back to the underworld."

The Sun and Han Lingyue sneaked a few words, and also held a square trip and left.

In the vast Taixu tomb, there were only three people in Lingyue, Emperor and Zitang.

From Ye Lingyue's awakening to the mother and daughter's recognition, Emperor Yi and Zitang Su have not spoken at the side.

Ye Lingyue's eyes stayed for a while on the faces of Emperor and Zitang.

The things that the Emperor and the Purple Church had done earlier, Yunxiao had already told her.

The two men in front of her are good to her, and she knows all about it.

She didn't think that she would report, and for a moment, a thousand words did not know where to start.

After Ye Lingyue weighed a bit, he still looked at Zitang.

"This time, thank you Master."

Ye Lingyue rushed to Zitang Su and took a ceremony.

The purple hall is dark and dark.

He and the emperor, all do everything to save her.

Ye Lingyue did not thank the emperor, but thanked him alone?

The closeness of the family is already clear at a glance.

Zitang's heart was bitter, and a depressed voice was in the bottom of his heart. He dropped a sentence.

"No need."

He turned and left.

Ye Lingyue met the back of the high-rise of Zitang Su, and gradually drifted away, and there was some urgency.

She only used Master as a person with a cold personality, but when she thanked her, the eyes of Master Zi changed significantly.

What did she say wrong?

After the ten-step step of Zitang's gambling, he heard the back.

"Purple purple..."

It was just two words, but it made Zitang's slamming a fierce battle. His cockroaches shrank violently and his breathing was disordered.

After taking a deep breath, Zitang Su turned around.

Ye Lingyue stood not far from him.

Her face was filled with the softest smile, the bottom of her eyes, flashing and the bright light of childhood.

She looked at him and smiled.

"You are purple."

Purple Hall is the one Bodhi tree.

In Ye Lingyue's memory of childhood, she found out that she was Xiaolingyue, and she realized this.

Her master, Zi, is the one who accompanied her through her childhood, listened to her gossip, and said a lot of words of purple leaf bodhi?

Their temperament is so similar.

No wonder, when she first met Zitang Su, she trusted him unconditionally so quickly. He is her master. In her mind, he is like a towering tree that can be relied upon.

Whenever and wherever, she will accompany her.

The lips of Zitang Su moved, and in the throat, it seemed to be stuck with a blade. It hurt so badly that nothing could be said.

For a long while, his look cooled down.

"You admit it wrong."

After all, he no longer went to see Ye Lingyue, and he did not see the horror and unbelief of Ye Lingyue's eyes.

He turned and left without a bit of nostalgia.

"Master..."

Master denied it.

Ye Lingyue is amazed. Does she really admit her mistake?

However, they are so similar.

Ye Lingyue felt a little sad. She felt that Master seemed to have changed a bit.

"Women, you forgot me."

A pair of arms behind her ring up, the emperor passed over Ye Lingyue's shoulder and confronted her eyes.

The emperor saw all the sadness and incomprehension in her.

The **** purple hall, the dead duck mouth is hard, actually dare to wash the woman is not happy.

Emperor's palm covered Ye Lingyue's eyebrows and gently groaned.

Ye Lingyue returned to God and smashed the Emperor, and saw the poor face of the abandoned passerby dog.

She couldn't help but pump her mouth.

"How can I forget about you, do I have to thank you for not?"

Thank you for this word, in Ye Lingyue's opinion, but it is not right.

The emperor is good to her, and the emperor is not doing everything for her, and everything that Master Zi has done is different.

The emperor is good, she enjoys it for granted.

If your own man is not good to yourself, who should be good to go?

"You are a little conscience, it seems that you have spoiled you, ungrateful."

The emperor didn't have a good air, couldn't help it, and scratched the tip of the nose.

"That doesn't blame me. Who let you pet me for five hundred years, I am so accustomed to it."

Ye Lingyue spit out his tongue, his eyes were awkward, but the emperor was listening to it. It seems that behind this rejuvenation of the women and children, there were many things he did not know.