Xiang Liu Continues to Write: "Thinking of the Mountains and the Sea"

After Xiang Liu died, Xiao Yao knew everything... "What are you doing here? Why don't you go back to find your Tushan Jing? Are you looking for death? Go back!" Xiang Liu clearly saw that the light around Xiaoyao was completely different from the darkness he was in, and wanted to stop her from getting closer. "Xiang Liu, don't be afraid. I'm here to take you away. I'm not dead. Besides, my life was given by you, sir. How could I dare to die without your permission?" Xiao Yao coaxed Xiang Liu with a glib tongue. Qi Bo's words rang in her ears. She wanted to take him out of the cold place and cross the boundary between yin and yang. After a long absence, Xiang Liu was amused, but he still pretended to be cold and said: "Take me away? Just you? Tell me, what kind of deal did you accept to come here?" "There is no deal. I only make deals with you. I can't make any money by doing deals with others, hehehe!" Xiaoyao's face turned into a flattering smile, and she walked quickly close to Xiangliu with a soft voice. She was about to wrap her arms around him, but he suddenly noticed it and kept a long distance away. "How dare you come here even if I know that? Taking someone away from a place like this requires paying a huge price. No matter who you make a deal with, if you reverse the destiny, you will fall into eternal disaster if you are not careful. Do you understand?" Xiao Yao saw that being in the netherworld had put too much fatigue and desolation on Xiang Liu's face, but he was calm and thoughtful when dealing with things, and even when he got angry, he still did not lose half of his majesty. "Go back quickly!" Xiang Liu ordered without hesitation, "I don't want to see you again!" After saying this, he turned around with his sleeves rolled up, his back facing Xiaoyao, and he didn't respond. Uncle Qi told Xiaoyao that he could only bring people with him and not reveal the secret, but now Xiang Liu had already guessed a lot. His wisdom and calmness seem to be engraved in his bones and have not changed at all, from birth to death. Xiaoyao was once confused and hesitant about this, but the more this happened, the more he wanted to get closer. In the past, for some reason, she always wanted to greet such a cold expression with a warm face; now, looking at his figure resolutely standing in the cold, solitary and shadowy, she wanted too much to step forward, hug him, and give him warmth. "Sir, you are really good at predicting things! Hui Zhilan is so considerate of others..." Xiaoyao wanted to continue to act slick and coaxing, but suddenly she couldn't continue the act, because tears of dissatisfaction fell down her face. She couldn't understand why a person, even if he was shattered to pieces, wiped out in ashes, and in such a state of despair, could still be sober and self-possessed, stabbing the coldest sword blade towards himself without any hesitation at all? "Xiang Liu... Can you... Don't be so smart and sober in everything... Come with me, okay?" Xiaoyao tried her best to maintain a smile, but the silent tears surged out and rolled down, making her unable to control herself. Xiang Liu looked at the frustrated Xiao Yao from afar, frowning slightly and sighing softly, but still stood unmoved. Time is running out, Qi Bo reminds Xiao Yao again. Xiaoyao raised his hand and punched his stomach hard, "Ah!" "What's wrong, are you okay?" Xiang Liu stepped forward quickly and looked around anxiously. When he was about to meet Xiao Yao, he suddenly guessed that Xiao Yao was deliberately leading him over, so he withdrew his hand and took two steps back to distance himself. But Xiaoyao didn't seem to be getting better. Xiang Liu saw that, unlike last time, this time she was half squatting on the ground in pain, trembling all over and her face was red. "Tsk... Originally, I wanted to trick you... But my punch was too hard... Ugh..." Thick sweat seeped out of Xiaoyao's forehead, and she could only breathe a few times to gain some relief. Seeing that Xiao Yao was in constant pain, Xiang Liu stepped forward, leaned over to hold Xiao Yao's arm, and asked anxiously: "How's it going? Are you okay?" "Ouch... Ouch..." Xiaoyao's elbow in Xiangliu's hand shook uncontrollably, "Why does it hurt so much?" Xiaoyao regretted, it seemed like he was going to lose his wife and lose his army. Xiang Liu knelt down, stretched out his right hand, put it around Xiaoyao's shoulders, put it under her armpit, and wanted to help her up. "Where's the injury?" Xiang Liu supported Xiao Yao and used his own body to lead her to stand up slowly, so as not to move too much and increase her pain. At the same time, he tried to confirm the location of Xiaoyao's pain and made a preliminary diagnosis. As he was getting up, Xiang Liu suddenly felt his center of gravity was off balance, and he fell sideways with Xiao Yao in his arms. Purpose: Those who love others will love them back; those who are kind to everyone will surely benefit their descendants.