He was holding something tightly in his arms, and though he was wearing a robe, he could see the shape of a branch ...

Luo Qingyu's heart moved slightly, a little sad.

She naturally knew what he was asking for Master, but-there was nothing he could do to look like Master?

If there is a way, the Great Master will not let A shallow soul fly away.

Although she still had some feelings for Ah Qian, Yun Yin Lian Yue had helped her many times and saved her several times. She wanted to help Yun Yin Lian Yue ...

"Master is in the valley. Why don't you enter the valley?" Luo Qingyu wondered.

The great enlightenment is set up outside, should these disciples be able to unlock it?

"I tried, I can't get in ..."

Yun Yin's eyebrows were full of despair and confusion, and suddenly grabbed Luo Qingyu's hand: "Yun Xia, please help me to ask Master to save A shallow, save A shallow, as long as you can save her, no matter what It doesn't matter what I do ... "

His palms were cold and hooped in Luo Qingyu's hands like iron tongs, as if a drowning man should hold on to the last straw.

Luo Qingyu's small hand was hurt by his hoop. She sighed, earning with her internal strength, and finally broke away from his grasp. She didn't say anything: "I'll take you in."

Although she knew that there was no hope, but she could not bear to cruelly cut off his last glimmer of hope ...

As he was about to lead him into the valley, a white shadow flickered in front of him, and the Great Master appeared out of thin air, standing in front of Yun Yin Lian Yue.

Yun Yin fell on his knees and said, "Master! Please help me, asham ... the disciple knows that she is wrong, as long as she can save her, it doesn't matter what the disciple does ..."

He knelt on the ground, banged his head straight, and soon a bright red dipped in the snow ...

The Great Master looked at him with pity in his eyes, and he sighed slightly: "For months, what can be done, you can succeed without asking, and if you can't do anything, it is hopeless to ask all over the world. Why? Persistent? "

Yun Yin trembled and said dumbly, "It's the disciple who is sorry for her ... it's the disciple's damn, but-A Qian is right-the soul is the disciple, not her ..."

His voice was choppy, and his voice choked: "Pray for the Master to show mercy and save her life, even if she replaced her with the moon ... the disciple is willing ..."

His forehead was covered with snow and blood, and his face was pale and terrible. The contrast between red and white was even more shocking.

Luo Qingyu was sore in his heart when he saw him.

At his tone, did he remember his past and regain his memory?

He loved Ah As much as fifty years ago, and now his memory is restored, I'm afraid this remorse is more like a tide ...

The Grand Master was silent for a long while, and sighed: "Even for months, she has lost her soul, even the fairy Luo can't help it. You still forget her."

Yun Yin's face was pale and murmured, "Even Master can't help it ..."

His voice was erratic, like a ghost slowly sinking into the abyss: "What should I do for the next month? What should I do if I never see her again?"

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