Bodhi treasure tree also appeared in front of him in an instant, floating quietly, leaves fluttering, Huiguang shining on chuxuan, making his mood more and more clear.

The love flower on his forehead hummed and vibrated, which was constantly rendered by the Qi machine of the flower of the road, and changed by Chu Xuan by using Hongda's divine power.

Chu Xuan first smashed it with the power of thousands of ways, and then it will converge into a love flower again.

Ding Ding!

With the formation of love flower, a road chain is also in rapid formation, which is endowed with a trace of emotion by chuxuan.

In the sound of Shua Shua, endless beams of light burst out from the chain of love, shining on the void, re condensing the feelings of those who have just been cut off.

When they came back to their senses, they still had a trace of confusion in their eyes. Their heads were dazed, and they felt some pain. They soon remembered what had just happened.

Think of just after the event, their hearts were afraid, actually almost become walking dead.

In the void from the hum long, let them return to God, follow the sound to see, they cast a color of gratitude to Chu Xuan.

Supernatural people are silent, complex mood difficult to understand, grateful to Chu Xuan, hate, unwilling, always very complex.

Whoosh, love chain, under the control of Chu Xuan, turned into a light, not into the flower of the road, imprinted on it, become one of them.

The flower of the road did not enter the Chu Xuan printing hall. In an instant, the broken love roots and feelings of Chu Xuan continued together in an instant.

Shua Shua

He had previously stripped the body of love, but also heavy years into a light and shadow, returned to his body.

Love comes into the body, and the root of love comes from itself.

With the passage of time, a lie quietly in the void of Li Rui, finally also slightly moved eyes, slowly opened.

Looking around the sky, Li is full of stars.

"Is this hell or heaven?" Li Rui didn't see Chu Xuan on the top of the void, and he didn't see the monks around the universe. All of a sudden, he seemed to think of something and his eyes were dripping with tears.

"I don't know what happened to brother Chu? I hope he's OK. "

Li Rui's thinking is still in the moment of death, wake up the first time, still thinking of chuxuan, not their own situation.

For her, chuxuan is everything to her. As for whether she is in hell or in heaven, she doesn't care.

"I don't know if I have a chance. I'll see you again." Li Rui didn't dare to ask for the afterlife. She only wanted to see Chu Xuan again. She felt pity: "people say that they will cross the Naihe bridge after death, drink a bowl of Mengpo soup, and forget the past and present life. But I don't want to forget elder brother Chu, Wuwu..."

Speaking of this, Li Rui couldn't help crying. She was only 18 or 19 years old before she died. When she was innocent, she had been sleeping for thousands of years. She still kept her character before she died.

Girls are sentimental, she is not outside, like a helpless little poor, tears can not help flowing.

In the vast universe, the sound is very small, almost nothing, but clearly fell in the ears of Chu Xuan.

Shua, suddenly bow his head, chuxuan just see Li Rui is crying below, the heart suddenly twitch, such as being hit hard.

All the people who saw this scene held their breath and did not speak. The sentimental woman even wiped her tears and began to cry. Even Jiang Muyan was moved.

"As long as Xuan still loves me, I don't care more Li Rui. It seems that Li Rui is infatuated with elder brother Chu. The first thing I wake up with is brother Chu."

The jealousy in Jiang Wanyan's heart dissipated, instead, it was a touch of sympathy.