Ma Hongjun's realization came and went quickly, and the changes in his body were even more silent.
He felt that a long time had passed. In fact, from the outside world, he was just stunned for a while, and then it was over.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun's eyes were attracted by the figure of a beautiful girl wearing a red cross-collar skirt under the pavilion in the center of the lotus pond.
The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick.
If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai!
At this moment, in Ma Hongjun's mind, she was the king of flowers blooming in the lotus pond in front of her.
The fairy comes to earth, elegant, dignified, and noble!
It’s true that the lotus leaves connecting to the sky are infinitely green, and people and lotus flowers complement each other in red!
And she was actually wearing the cross-neck skirt that Ma Hongjun had described to her in her letter.
She has beautiful long aqua-blue hair and stands tall in a fiery red cross-collar skirt.
He came towards me with beautiful long fiery red hair and aqua-blue cross-collar robes.
I put on your ice blue, you put on my fiery red!
The strange emotions in my heart began to grow rapidly.
A chance encounter when I was three years old, a chance encounter when I was eight years old, and two years of correspondence.
All the past scenes appeared in his mind like scenes from a movie.
"Hongjun!"
Ma Hongjun's infatuated gaze caused Shui Bing'er's pretty face to quickly become covered with red clouds. The tension and anxiety in her heart was broken, and she smiled slightly, just like the lotus blooming in the pond around her, which was so beautiful.
Ma Hongjun walked up to her blankly, looked at Shui Bing'er with his eyes dazedly, and blurted out a nonsensical limerick.
"I left the ancient town of Qingyang, and came to the fort in the middle of the flowers.
The graceful fairy posture is neutral, and I would like to travel with you in this life."
When Shui Bing'er heard Ma Hongjun's bard-like words, her delicate body trembled slightly, and scenes from the past flooded into her mind.
My mother's last words, years of searching for them.
A strange encounter at the age of five, and a reunion at the age of eight.
After the collision of ice and fire, we continued to write letters continuously for two years.
Bits and pieces of the past, scenes flashed through her heart like lightning.
Shui Bing'er's clear blue eyes were covered with a light layer of mist.
At this moment, she finally watched the clouds clear and saw the moonlight!
Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes looked at Ma Hongjun infatuatedly. Due to the differences in regional customs and the pain and suffering she suffered from childhood, she did not behave like ordinary women, refuse to give up, and run away shyly. Instead, she developed a habit of
He has a cool and quiet character, calm and decisive, dares to love and hate, and is extremely bold.
Hearing Ma Hongjun's words at this time, there was no hesitation in the slightest, his voice was clear and sweet, and he spoke smoothly and resolutely.
"Looking at each other lightly, I would like to travel thousands of mountains with you and watch the sun and the moon rise and set.
In this life, I will live up to my original intention and promise with a smile. I am willing to watch the prosperity and decline of the years with you."
At this moment, the strange relationship between the two of them that was above friends but not lovers was finally broken.
"Binger!"
"Hongjun!"
The body was startled at the same time, looking at the other person with longing eyes, gently murmuring the other person's name. As Ma Hongjun got closer and closer, the two hearts got closer and closer.
Naturally, Ma Hongjun gently hugged Shui Bing'er's delicate body into his arms.
After her body tensed slightly, Shui Bing'er immediately relaxed completely. A pair of jade hands gently passed through Ma Hongjun's waist and hugged him tightly.
The two hearts seemed to merge into one at this moment, and the beating frequency overlapped strangely. A mysterious wave was born from this. The two of them seemed to be of the same mind. At this moment, there seemed to be no difference between them.
An even stranger thing happened. The multicolored stone on Shui Bing'er's chest emitted a faint glow of green, red, yellow, white and black at this moment. A mysterious wave came from the multicolored stone, which seemed to strangely connect the fate of the two people.
together.
A layer of faint five-color rays of light shrouded the two people. Outside the lotus pond, in an unobtrusive corner, a pair of beautiful eyes were hiding in the dark, watching this warm and magical scene with envy.
Unfortunately, she wrote many letters to that person, but never received any reply from him.
After pinching her fair and tender little fist, Shui Yue'er made up her mind to ask her brother-in-law about Dai Mubai's situation.
As they hugged each other gently, neither Ma Hongjun nor Shui Binger spoke, silently experiencing the warmth and strange state of this moment.
After a long time, the halo of the multicolored stones fell silent, and the two overlapping hearts resumed their respective beating frequencies.
Shui Bing'er's mother's dying words seemed to turn on its mysterious gears at this moment, and slowly began to turn.
At this time, Shui Bing'er raised her head and stared at Ma Hongjun's handsome face, which was no longer as handsome as before, with her ice-blue beautiful eyes, and said with a slight smile.
"You knew already?"
The voice was crisp and soft, with a hint of coldness, which reminded Ma Hongjun of the fairy who lived in a deep valley in his previous life and did not eat the fireworks of the world.
"Well, I guessed it when your bodyguard called you Miss!"
Ma Hongjun smiled and naturally raised his hand to scratch Shui Bing'er's nose.
"Tell me, why do you pretend to be two people and talk to me?"
Being hit by Ma Hongjun's unexpected intimate action, Hongxia quickly covered Shui Bing'er's cheeks and twitched her cute little nose, as if she was not used to such actions.
But she didn't hate it in her heart. Instead, it felt very sweet. She liked it very much!
"We said goodbye that year. You and I were only three or five years old. We haven't seen each other for five or six years. Who knows what that stinking cool little boy has become?"
"The second time we met, you blindly hit me, but you spoke rudely and rudely first. If I don't test you, how will I know who you are and how I can recognize you?"
Ma Hongjun rolled his eyes, thinking that indeed, he had guessed it would be like this, but this blindness was finally brought back by Shui Bing'er after so many years of revenge.
"The year I awakened my martial soul, I met my teacher Flanders, and left with him not long after. Later, not long after I started school at Notting College, news came that my grandfather had passed away."
"When I was leaving, my grandfather told me not to come back until I was tired, and I agreed to him."
"When I graduated from Notting College and returned to Shrek and passed by Qingyang Town, I thought of my grandfather and you, the first friend I met in my life, so I was in a bad mood and mentally.
I was also in a trance, so I bumped into you and spoke rudely to you, I’m really sorry!”
Ma Hongjun briefly told Shui Binger his situation at that time.
"Well, I have already forgiven you after you apologized. Seeing the blank look in your eyes staring at the colorful stones, I guessed that you might be that cool little boy with a bad temper back then."
"You said you missed me at that time, then what were you thinking about me at that time?"
Shui Bing'er smiled, pointed to the colorful stone on her chest and said.
"What else can you think of?"
"I just want to know where you are, whether you have awakened your soul power, how your awakened martial spirit is, and how you have been these past few years."
Ma Hongjun said angrily.
"That's it?"
Shui Binger asked.
"Yeah, that's it!"
Ma Hongjun nodded naturally.
"You are really a piece of wood. No wonder you hit me with a stone when such a beautiful young lady like me comes to play with you."
Ma Hongjun smiled and shrugged. He didn't know how to answer the call. He felt it was better not to answer.
"But I really want to thank you for hitting me with the colorful stones. Otherwise, I really don't know how I would have lived these years, and I wouldn't have looked for you."
"Let's sit here and talk. My arms are a little sore!"
Shui Bing'er rolled her eyes at Ma Hongjun and didn't feel disappointed. After all, if he could act like Ma Hongjun, you would know that he was a wooden person.
Unknowingly, they had been standing hugging each other for more than an hour. As Shui Bing'er said, she let go of her hand around Ma Hongjun's waist and pulled him to sit on a stone bench in the pavilion. With a wave of his hand, delicate and delicious pastries and
Fruits were placed on the stone table in front of the two of them.
The stone tables and benches were all carved from a kind of exquisite red stone. As soon as he sat down, Ma Hongjun discovered something strange. The stone bench actually exuded a slight sense of warmth and did not feel cold at all when he sat on it.
Although Ma Hongjun was surprised inside, his face remained as calm as an old dog.
You can't show off your country bumpkin side in front of your new girlfriend, you have to be steady.
"Bing'er, when you say goodbye, tell me why the colorful stones are so important to you. Can you tell me now?"
Thinking of the five-colored glow on the two of them just now, Ma Hongjun was reminded of the doubts and confusions in his heart over the past two years.
Shui Bing'er suddenly became silent. Looking at Ma Hongjun's tender eyes, she sighed and planned to tell Ma Hongjun the truth.
"Actually, I was born with a terminal illness. Doctors and healing soul masters both said that if I could not become a soul master, I would not live to be eighteen."
"What?"
"Can you let me see what's going on? I also know some medical skills!"
Ma Hongjun looked shocked. How come he didn't know that Shui Bing'er still suffered from a terminal illness?
"..."
"Can you hear me out first?"
Shui Bing'er frowned, but she could feel Ma Hongjun's concern for her just now.
"Okay, tell me first and show it to me later!"
Ma Hongjun was defeated under Shui Bing'er's gaze.
I don’t know if he will develop tracheitis in the future if he is like this.
Shui Bing'er pondered for a moment and continued.
"When I was diagnosed with an illness when I was three years old, my mother took her life and merged her broken soul ring with her martial spirit to give me a glimmer of hope. After that, my mother died of the illness. After her death, my father has been trying to figure out how to solve the problem of my mother's death.
I hope you can find a way to cure me."
This time Ma Hongjun followed suit and raised his right hand before speaking.
"Bing'er, interrupt me!"
"Can you tell me what your mother's martial spirit is? And what kind of idioms did she leave to you?"
Shui Bing'er saw Ma Hongjun's understanding look, smiled slightly, nodded and said.
"My mother is Di Ji Xuexin, the sister of the current Emperor Xue Ye and Prince Xue Xing. Her martial spirit is the mutated martial spirit Bing Xin. She has no attack power, no defense power, no control power, and no assistive power, but she can sense and predict.
But every time you use it, the price is very high.”
"And she can't get a soul ring. She only has a soul ring that comes naturally with the martial soul. The soul skills are the same as the martial soul's abilities, which are induction and prediction."
"When she was dying, she left us a poem that no one could understand.
Qingyang Phoenix, Tianshui Ice Phoenix.
Born together, the five colors are given to the phoenix.
The phoenix cannot be separated from the phoenix, and the phoenix cannot be separated from the phoenix.
When yin and yang are in harmony, there is no parallel in the world.”
Ma Hongjun was startled and repeated the idioms Shui Bing'er said, thoughtfully.
There is such a strange martial soul in the heart. Isn't this similar to the ability of the soul?
Also, is this the dead mother-in-law who is personally setting up a matchmaking process for him?
Compassionate and merciful, I am grateful to my mother-in-law, and may my blessings be endless. I am going to thank Taiyi for rescuing the suffering, Qingyang God!
Ma Hongjun prayed in his heart, thanking his mother-in-law for her spirit in heaven.