Destination

The plot requires it, please do not imitate it. On a snowy day, no one remembered the eldest lady of the general's palace, no one remembered her life or death. She was walking alone in the snow, her hands turned purple from the cold, her lips were about to open slightly, but they could not. She fell to the ground in an instant. She grabbed the snow on the ground with her hands and tried to get up. A young man passing by her sneered: "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Seeing how pitiful you are, I will help you!" Not long after he left, Bai Qing could no longer open his eyes. When he was about to fall asleep, he heard someone running towards him. Then Bai Qing felt wet and felt a hint of heat. After a while he left in a hurry again. She was still lying on the snow and opened her eyes slightly, but her vision was extremely blurry. Suddenly a handsome young man walked through the snow, but because it was too blurry, I only knew that he was wearing a blue suit. The corners of his mouth raised slightly. "Is life like this easy for Bai Qing?" Lying on the snow, Bai Qing smiled painfully, but was speechless. He threw a knife in front of Bai Qing. He closed his eyes in pain, then opened them again. "Kill yourself! Go back to your original world, and you won't have to feel this pain." He leaned over and squatted down again, holding her hand, and a warm force flowed into her body. It didn't take long for Bai Qing to gain strength, sit up, and open her eyes. I found the person in front of me, with a crown of jade in his hair, a ruddy complexion, aqua blue clothes, a bell hanging on his waist, and an extremely beautiful appearance. Bai Qing looked at the knife, looking dumbfounded. He picked up the knife from the ground and put it into her hand. Bai Qing's eyes turned red, and he smiled painfully: "Yes!" She wiped herself with a knife, and a bloody flower bloomed on the ground, which was extremely beautiful. He frowned and sighed again: "Don't come again next time." At this time, the clear sound of the bell rang, and he smiled... On this day, the flowers in Peach Blossom Valley were flying all over the sky. Bai woke up. Her eyes were dull and she just stared blankly ahead. A girl wearing a red gauze saw Bai wake up and ran to hug her playfully. "Sister Bai Qing" She looked at Bai Qing with dull eyes and was very confused. "Sister! What's wrong with you?" Bai Qing did not answer her question, but asked: "Poria, do you like snow?" Poria said, "I like it!" Bai Qing immediately cast the spell, and the place instantly turned white, with snow and pear blossoms. Poria: "Where did the pear blossoms come from in the cold winter? Isn't this against the season?" Bai Qing: "It's against the season, but winter pear blossoms don't always bloom. Most people know that pear blossoms only bloom in spring, but there are also proud pear blossoms." Poria: "Sister, I think you are unusual today." Bai Qing: "The more you experience, the more you grow up." Poria stared at Bai Qing: "You won't have experienced anything painful in the world you created, right?" The morning sun floats in the wind and advises Poria, "Since she doesn't want to say anything, why do you bother to ask. Poria immediately closed her mouth. Bai Qing caught the snow falling in the air with his hands. Bai Qing frowned and said, "I still want to see the world I created. " Bai Qing climbed onto the Spirit Creation Platform and used magic to look through the worlds he had created, including modern ones and ancient ones. She casts a spell to scatter something into modern space. The white bell rang: "You are doing bad things again. " She said: "No! I just give them a doubt to prevent them from exploring the world outside this universe. " Bai Ran is a little confused "You created this world and you wrote the story. What are you afraid of them doing? " She frowned again "Because I gave them free thoughts, the fate of some people is not under my control. " Bai Ran raised his head slightly to show his understanding, then shook his head and said, "If that's the case, why not restrain their thoughts. " Bai Qing just smiled sweetly, "I want to give them freedom. " Poria immediately ran over, gave Bai Qing a small flower, and laughed out loud: "Sister, freedom is good! Having real thoughts is fun! " Bai Qing nodded slightly to show his happiness for Poria, then turned to Bai Ran and said: "I want to go to the Creation Platform once, there is a plot glitch in it. " But Fuling said: "I want to go with my sister. " Bai Qing slightly stared, and Fuling had no choice but to give up the idea of going with her sister. Bai Qing used magic to create a spirit-creating pen and got off the spirit-creating platform. An unfolded red umbrella suddenly attacked Bai Qing. Bai Qing dodged the oncoming red umbrella and flew straight to the Immortal Mountain. As soon as she landed, dozens of swords attacked her. A sword was placed on Bai Qing's neck. A peerless face appeared. The man's face was gentle and elegant. The man said: "Resurrect my Qianze." " Bai Qing closed his eyes slightly: "Sorry, I don't have enough magic power. " Black energy emerged from the man's body, and he was obviously possessed. He said to Bai Qing: "It was you who took away my Qianzehua. If you can't resurrect her, what's the use of living as a creation god like you." " Bai Qing was a little surprised, "You know I am the God of Creation. " The man did not answer, but said somewhat madly: "I am willing to pay any price to resurrect my Qianzehua. " Soon the man released the knife, and Bai Qing also wanted to find out what was going on, so he said, "I'll try my best! " Bai Qing took the Spiritual Creation Pen and turned it into a dream, walked in and saw this scene. A woman was holding a mask in her right hand, a candied haws in her left hand, and some red ribbons hanging on her clothes. She looked childishly and said to the man she just saw, "Brother Su Fei, can you give me money?" " Bai Qing flipped through the spirit creation book and found out that the person who just put the knife on her neck was named Ling Sufei, and Ling Sufei could see him clearly, glanced at her, then turned to look at her Qianze, smiled and gave her all the money bags on his body. Bai Qing was surprised for the second time, 'He actually... Can see himself clearly! ' Ling Sufei ignored her. Qianze saw a good sword from a sword shop nearby, so he bought it and gave it to Ling Sufei. Seeing this sword, you suddenly thought that the sword on your neck was this sword. You travel to another part of their past through the Spirit Creation Book. You saw that Qianze died because he was trying to save Ling Sufei in the spiritual weapon war. In order to understand the cause of Qianze's death in detail, you turned over the book of spiritual creation again. During the Spirit Weapon War, her sister Ling Snake was dissatisfied that her father was always nice to her younger brother Ling Sufei, and wanted to kill Ling Sufei through the Spirit Weapon War. However, precisely because of this, Qianze thought that Ling Sufei was still the young master with low spiritual power before, and thought that he could withstand the spiritual weapon, so he blocked Ling Sufei's spiritual weapon and fell down. Lingsu rushed to hug Qianze and said a little depressed, in fact, the spiritual weapon can't hurt me. Qianze said with some shock in the pain: "It's okay! "Qianze thought she would be fine, so she immediately healed her injuries. What she didn't expect was that using her own magic to heal Qianze's injuries couldn't be done. She thought Qianze would be fine, but she didn't expect that what awaited her was Qianze's death. Ling Sufei suddenly burst out with spiritual power, filled with resentment and accidentally killed her sister. Bai Qing was a little shocked that her spiritual power was so powerful. If Bai Qingxin wants to use the creation pen to rewrite Qianze's ending in the book of death, she must forcefully drag Qianze out of Qianze before she can save Ling Sufei. When Bai Qing turns to the ending page and is about to rescue Qianze, a voice stops her and asks: "Are you really?" Suddenly Qianze stabbed Ling Sufei again, and then Keke stabbed himself. Qianze fell to the ground, enduring the pain and pretending to laugh: " Concept: ancient style