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Eliminate resentment... How can we eliminate resentment.

Ye Lingyue had confronted the evil spirits earlier, and the root of the power of the evil spirits was also resentment.

The thief first smashes the king. In order to completely resolve the sorrowful soul, you must first remove the scorpion.

This point, and the Qing dynasty are all the same effect.

In the face of the roar of the ghosts, Ye Lingyue has a little bit of control. The souls of these summer palaces, as long as the people of the ruling dynasty, can be oversized with the big products.

However, there is a presence of South XIV. If it is not at the last minute, Ye Lingyue does not want to expose himself to the facts of Buddhism.

She has to think about it first, and there are other ways to not eliminate her identity, but to eliminate the green.

This person, Qing Yi, hates Xia Di for his love, and the general super-degree is useless.

She is now a corpse, and her body is very tyrannical.

Because of love and hate, once upon a time, she was the same for the nine nights.

Ye Lingyue recalled that when she was very hateful for her nine nights, it almost became her nightmare.

Because of love...

"correct!"

Ye Lingyue searched in the Zijin purple gold bag and found a thing.

That is the bamboo flute. When Ye Lingyue was refining the instrument, he refines the Chinese artifact.

This stuff is not very useful for Ye Lingyue, so she lost her Qiankun bag.

Unexpectedly, today it came in handy.

Ye Lingyue closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, taking a deep breath.

The red lips were stuck on the bamboo flute, and a whistling sound of the flute floated out.

At this time, Qing Lan is hysterical and asked Xia Houzhen, she is already in a state of madness.

The flute sounded out and was not outstanding at first.

The flute sounds louder and louder over time.

The fourteenth and the angerless monk were surprised and full of faces.

"Where is the flute sound?"

The ghosts roared, and the whole summer was in an extremely dangerous situation. Wan Gui will slaughter the city people in the city at any time.

The city people were panicked and fled everywhere. How could anyone still have a leisurely mood and flute?

"This flute is a bit wrong..."

After listening to the moment, Nan Xie muttered to himself.

The angerless monk on the side, but suddenly burst into tears.

In the mind of the no-follow monk, there was a scene of a childhood scene. When he was not sent to Nanwushan, he shared his family with the family.

He is now a sorghum, but his mother has already been ancient.

In the mind of Nan XIV, some fragments have also flashed.

Before he became a teacher of Nan Wushan, he was a disciple.

There are wives and children, and there are countless good fields. But in order to pursue the way of cultivation, he has to cut off three thousand troubles and abandon his wife. This is a few hundred years.

Now, I don't know how his family is.

As soon as this thought appeared, the South 14th was shocked.

"Amitabha, sinned."

He has already been six clean people. He hasn't thought about his family for many years. What happened today?

It is the flute.

The Southern Fourteens came back to God. The reason why he recalled that year was all because of listening to this sudden flute.

This flute sound is not simple, just listen to how it looks like... South Fourteen, this is not the Sanshenggu of Sanshenggu!

The Sanshengqu of Sanshenggu, the past, present and future trilogy, the three melody is different.

Listeners will feel different depending on their mood and cultivation.

This one is the ear of the ear.

The Southern Fourteen is the master of Nanwushan, and the Sanshengqu is not the first time to listen.

But even the three masters of the Sansheng Valley, Luo Sansheng playing the three music songs have never made him so moved.

Who is this song?

Absolutely not Luo Qing, but in addition to the people of Sanshenggu, who else is also familiar with the three songs?

The South Fourteenth is secretly confused, and then look at the green.

However, after seeing the past songs, Qingyi changed his mind.

In the past, people can't help but return to the past.

In the green mind, there is a scene.

On that day, she rushed to the horse, and the horse was shocked. She almost fell off the horse.

At that time, a handsome man suddenly appeared.

Like a god, he grabbed her horse's reins and saved it from the horse's back.

The man has the most amiable smile, his nose, and he looks at himself, his eyes flashing with a friendly smile.

His arms are so warm, his voice is so beautiful.

At the moment of falling into his arms, in her eyes, the sun, the moon and the stars suddenly eclipsed, and there was only one in her eyes.

Xiahou Yu...

That was the first time she met Xiahou.

It was also that time, she was deeply rooted in his love.

She is enchanted and chasing him.

He has always been good to himself, and they have had a good time.

The sound of the song is getting faster and faster, and the look of the green is also changing rapidly.

Her thoughts have fallen into memories and it is difficult to extricate themselves.

Her heart for Xiahou Yu is also constantly changing.

Hate, hate.

Love, love is miserable.

"Xiahou, what should I do with you?"

The green sorrow screamed and covered his face and cried.

"Green ..."

In the ear, there seems to be the voice of Xiahou.

The green eyes rounded out, and the eyes full of tears looked straight ahead.

She seems to have seen Xiahou Yu, who is coming towards herself.

"Qing, you really want to let the souls fly away? If you are really flying, you will never see you again in this life."

Xia Houyi's deep feelings are seen in the Qing Dynasty.

"Xiahou...you are finally there. You...had you ever loved me?"

On the green side, she was mixed, and she lost her gaze at Xiahou.

"What happened? Was it awake?"

The fourteenth and the angerless monks were all surprised by the look. After the Queen Mother heard the name of Xia Di, it was also a look of nervousness.

She looked at Xiahou's body and still lay still there.

In contrast, Qing Yan, she lost her face and looked to the front.

There is a shadow of Xiahouyu in front of you.

"After the Queen Mother, don't make a noise. There are high people who help in secret."

Still the South 14th reaction is the fastest, he told the Queen Mother not to say more.

Obviously, the only past song was someone who played in the dark.

The other party touched the soft underbelly of the young and knew that it was deeply rooted in Xiahou.

Qing Yan listened to the past songs, touched the scene, and recalled the good time she and Xia Houzhen had. From the beginning, her resentment faded a lot.

Those dark ghosts are the best proof.

"Supreme?"

The Queen Mother is also a stunned face.

"It's him!"

After the night, the corner of the eye was swept away, and suddenly I saw a person not far away.

The fourteenth and the no-furious monks also heard the past.

But I saw a teenager, leaning against the wall, holding a disciple in his hand.

The juvenile looks ugly, the face is full of scars, but there are a pair of bright and clear scorpions.

At this point, his dexterous fingers fell on the flute, and a moving flute sounded from time to time.