Smiling, in the glass, in the isolation room, a small figure...
A dark purple figure standing quietly in the ice cave...
Overlapping, then separated... Overlapping again... Separated again, separated again. The distance between the two figures became farther and farther... Finally, the dark purple figure disappeared and melted into the frozen cave wall.
...The small figure floated through the dark space and floated onto a sunny mountain top. On that mountain, there were many flowers of different shapes and sizes, all blooming and vying for beauty...
Among the flowers, in front of a house, a small figure stood outside the door, smiling and looking at the clear sky...
The Laughing Fairy stood among the flowers, looking at him with a smile on her face.
The boy turned around, the wind blew his hair and clothes, and the smile on his face became wider.
"Smile, look, it's a sunny and good weather. Love has given you positive power, and also given me an eternally beautiful home. I am here, always with you, and will never, never leave..."
The Laughing Fairy quickly took out the drawing paper from the vacuum bag, took out the brush, and quickly and quickly painted the house, the clear sky, the delicate flowers, and the hair fluttering in the wind...
"Xiaoyin...I see you again, I see your face clearly, I see clearly..." The Laughing Fairy smiled and cried... The sound of the piano also stopped. The Laughing Fairy raised his head and looked into the pavilion.
, Zi Shi wore a smile as usual. "Senior sister..."
"Hehe, you have defeated yourself!"
The Laughing Fairy nodded gently and took off the chip that blocked the color of her eyes. Her eyes were no longer red... because she found the real him in her heart.
Isn't the time too long? Hundreds of years... It's so long that she can only remember that blurry figure, but she can't remember the complete face of that figure... Because the time is too long, and it's so long that it makes people work hard no matter what.
, all forgotten little by little... The Laughing Fairy looked at the completed painting, so clear and vivid. "Sister, look, it is the back cliff of Xiaoyao Mountain."
"Yes. Just draw it and you'll never forget it again!"
"Well, if you paint it, you will never forget it again..." The Laughing Fairy rolled up the painting and held it tenderly in her arms, holding it so carefully, as if she was holding a beautiful dream that would be broken if not careful;
It seems that she is holding a lover who is too fragile and must be carefully protected. "Over the years... I have caused a lot of trouble to my senior brother-in-law. I'm sorry."
I'm sorry, that's the most useless thing to say, but the Laughing Fairy in front of me has nothing else to do except express her inner apology with this sentence. Yiyun has no interest in 'I'm sorry', and the Laughing Fairy only hates it.
The artistic conception was broken. The purpose of his trip had been achieved, so he turned around and left.
"Senior brother-in-law! Can, can you do me one more favor?"
"explain."
"There are some words there. I don't want to go back, and I don't want to be seen by others anymore. When my senior brother-in-law is free, can you help me erase all those words."
"If you haven't forgotten." Yiyun jumped off the cliff.
"Let's go! Master misses you so much." Zishan held the piano in one hand and stretched out the other hand, smiling, just like when the Laughing Fairy first arrived at Xiaoyao Mountain and went out for the first time. It took a long time to find the medicinal materials Xiaoyaozi needed.
Zi Shan's smile was the same as when Zi Shan was ordered to find her when she returned to the mountain. The same smile made Fairy Xiao feel like she was going home and her relatives came to find her... "Yeah!" Fairy Xiao took Zi Shan's hand and followed.
She jumped off the cliff together...
Xiaoyao Mountain has been quiet for many years.
Zi Shan is away all the year round and rarely comes back once. Kuang Guo sneaks away from Xiaoyao Mountain and goes to Jianwang Mountain. He suddenly bids farewell to Xiaoyao Zi and pursues Kuang Guo. He has not come back yet. Xiaoyao Zi is alone on Xiaoyao Mountain, just like in the past.
The same goes for making elixirs, practicing martial arts, thinking about creations, and modifying techniques... It's just that there are no other people around the huge mountains every day, and it's always a bit depressing and desolate.
When the Laughing Fairy saw the master sitting cross-legged and meditating alone in the main hall, carrying a lot of herbs, she couldn't help but shed tears, smiled, and choked with sobs.
"Master, Xiaoxiao is back and will never leave Xiaoyao Mountain again!"
Xiaoyaozi smiled slightly and nodded. "Okay, the love disaster is over, and we can now go on the right path. I, Xiaoyaozi, finally have another good disciple that I can rest assured... Don't forget to thank your senior sister, haha..."
"Hehe, Master has a real successor! Brother Huanghuan and I are not here to accompany Master. Although we have learned so many skills from Master, we cannot inherit Master's wishes and have been unable to leave the world. Now we are fine!
"Zi Shi smiled and helped Xiao Fairy, who was about to kneel down to thank her, and took her hand to sit down next to Xiao Yao Zi. Together, the two of them helped Xiao Yao Zi pick out those herbs from the large piles that were not suitable for making and were of insufficient quality.
out.
Xiaoyao Mountain does not care about the world. Xiaoyaozi has long since ceased to seek fame in the world. Gufeng teaches apprentices, explores the avenue, and does his best to find a broader road before martial arts. This is Xiaoyaozi's wish.
Between heaven and earth, on the lonely peak of Qingxiu.
Zishan is in the world, and Xiaojian is also in the world. Suddenly in love, Xiaoyaozi has countless disciples. He is most satisfied with the achievements of Zishan and Xiaojian, but he has always hoped that there will be a disciple who can truly inherit his aspirations.
, that is his true successor.
Don't go out of the main hall of the palace.
Many of the Lingjiu Palace disciples on the top of Piaomiao Peak suddenly came down the mountain. Mo Shaoran smiled, the Persian Magic Sound, this is the power of the Persian Magic Sound, and also the power of the purple-shirted Persian Magic Sound. Those people, in
People who have found their true hearts in the sound of the piano go to look for dreams, looking for the most important dreams in their hearts that have just been awakened and just recognized. There are many kinds of dreams, and they are all different.
The flying figure, the fierce palm force, mixed with the determination to move forward and succeed if you don't succeed, rushed in front of Mo.
The three people were slapped in the heart one after another and were knocked away by Mo.
They were originally Mo's confidants. They were originally working at the peak. Nine times out of ten, they were Mo's confidants. Otherwise, they would not have been able to stay at the peak and work. But now, these three people are desperate to kill
Mo.
Mo wasn't surprised at all and didn't even ask why.
"I failed today, but it doesn't matter, because I found my true self! After following you for so many years, I want to replace you one day! Killing you is the only shortcut to prove that I am stronger than you and replace you! Palace Master,
I will not give up, we will meet again! One day, I will defeat you -" The three women, with blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, failed to attack in a sneak attack, and were killed by Mo instead.
But when they died, everyone had a happy and satisfied smile on their face. Because they remembered their true dreams and understood their true pursuit and desire. The long time, Mo's pressure, Mo's
Getting stronger and stronger eroded their ambition and self-confidence. They gradually forgot the reason for following Mo in the first place, and unknowingly became the confidants who obeyed Mo's orders. The Persian magic sound aroused those in them, little by little.
Lost, forgotten ambition and self-confidence.
Even though what it brings them is the result of destruction of rebirth.
Some people gathered together on the carriage. They got on the carriage after leaving Lingjiu Palace, because some people said that they had seen Xi'er in the city to the west. They were once the people who strongly opposed Xi'er.
, but in the sound of the Persian magic sound, they found their original and truest selves in their hearts. It was because of Xi'er that they joined the Vulture Palace. They were eager to use their own strength to fight for the Vulture Palace like Xi'er.
, they admired Xi'er and once worshiped her fanatically.
However, time gradually made them forget their original selves. Unknowingly, they saw many people following Mo and soon became people with higher status and more say in the sect. And Mo, who was better than Xi'er,
The witches included were easier to get close to. So they became Mo's people. Under the envious and awed gazes of many people, they forgot the reason why they had joined the Vulture Palace, and gradually became obedient and trusting to Mo.
Mo, a confidant who believes in Mo's ideas.
But now they remembered. So they left Mo without hesitation to find Xi'er, whom they really wanted to follow in their hearts.
"Let's work hard together! Never forget our dreams again——"
They encouraged each other with smiles on their faces, like newcomers, full of enthusiasm, passion and confidence for the world and the future.
"Where are you? I want to see you. I have something to say to you."
"Xixia, Xixia City Gate."
"Okay, wait for me!" A disciple of Lingjiu Palace rushed towards the gate of Xixia City.
Many, many people gathered at the city gate.
In the center of the crowd were Ba Tian and Liu Zi. The onlookers spat on them, mixed with saliva of hatred and contempt.
The disciple of the Lingjiu Palace couldn't squeeze in, so he sent a message into the secret.
In the crowd, a silent man walked out, looking at her with sadness in his eyes.
"Let's start over!" The disciple of Lingjiu Palace said with a smile.
The man was stunned for a moment, and after a long moment, he uttered two words: "The six devils are here."
"I want to forget the past. I know it was my fault at that time. I was confused by the people in the Demonic Holy Land, lost in front of their disguised demeanor, and later lost in the Demonic Desire Sutra..." The woman from the Vulture Palace
The disciple said, with a sincere tone that made the man's eyes involuntarily fill with tears. Years have passed, and he has not yet gotten over the hurt and pain of the past. At that time, he and she walked from the growth courtyard into the Jianghu, and in the Jianghu
We have worked hard together and grown up together for many years, and never thought that one day we would be separated. Until, in Lingjiu Palace, she was indulged in the arms of those men who specialized in seducing and beguiling women. He looked at her in the woods.
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