The first thousand five hundred and eighty-three chapters hold the hand of the child and accompany you for a thousand lives
"Are you crying?"
"Because I'm so excited!"
"Why are you excited?"
"Because I finally brought you back and saw you!"
"Why are you excited to see me?"
"because I love you!"
Among the flowers, Zhuo Wen just hugged Mu Chenxue gently, and the two of them asked and answered questions, as if they were two closest lovers whispering.
But the dialogue that was spoken made Feng Xiyao and others who were paying attention outside the courtyard feel sore and shed tears.
"I remember your name. I know the name Zhuo Wen, but I can't remember what Zhuo Wen looks like? What's wrong with me?"
Mu Chenxue slowly separated from Zhuo Wen. She stared at the young man in front of her and found that the young man in front of her was crying, as if he was crying like a helpless child.
Even in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood and endless killings, those eyes that still didn't show much emotion were filled with tears.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen is no longer the cold warrior who keeps climbing to the top and regards human life as dirt, but a sad man who keeps crying because his lover forgets him.
"Stop crying, come and tell me a story. I remember a guy named Zhuo Wen. He told me stories before. Do you know how to tell stories?" Mu Chenxue gently wiped away Zhuo Wen's cheeks.
With tears in his eyes, he said with a smile.
Zhuo Wen immediately broke down in tears and laughed. He put his hands around Mu Chenxue, sat slowly among the flowers, and said softly: "Wu Sangui, the commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan Pass, was furious just because Chen Yuanyuan was snatched away by Liu Zongmin. He refused to surrender Li Zicheng and lured Qing soldiers into the pass.
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Zhuo Wen began to narrate the story of Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng. From beginning to end, Zhuo Wen spoke very carefully and seriously, with a very focused expression and a very soft voice.
Mu Chenxue leaned gently on Zhuo Wen's chest and listened quietly to Zhuo Wen's narration. Everyone outside the hospital sighed softly when they saw this scene. There was no doubt that these were a pair of fateful mandarin ducks in front of them.
Mo Yan Wushang, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the flowers, slowly put away his guzheng, looked at the quiet couple in the flowers with his beautiful eyes, sighed softly, and left the courtyard.
"Zhuo Wen, Wu Shang once taught me a piece of music before. I liked it very much. I will sing it to you. Do you want to listen?" Mu Chenxue slowly raised her head and stared at Zhuo Wen with her beautiful eyes and said with a smile.
Zhuo Wen kissed Mu Chenxue's forehead and said with a smile, "Okay! You sing it and I'll listen to it!"
"whee!"
Mu Chenxue chuckled, and at some point, she actually took out a guzheng from the spiritual ring.
"When did you learn guzheng?" Zhuo Wen said with a dumb smile.
Mu Chenxue gently stroked the guzheng and said quietly: "Zhuowen, maybe I really can't remember you, but I know you. Wushang has been in my ears since I woke up from a coma.
Tell your story and the story between us."
"I listened to the stories Wushang told and the music played by Wushang. I could feel your affection. I thought I should do something for you, so I learned the guzheng from Wushang and practiced my best
My favorite piece of music."
"Just because of this song, I just want to play it to you alone. I also hope that every time I play this song, there will still be a place in my heart that belongs to you, and there will still be a memory that belongs to you only."
all."
Having said this, Mu Chenxue smiled brightly. After that smile, she gently plucked the strings, and a pair of delicate jade fingers passed between the strings like running water.
"Who, holding my hand, has suppressed my madness for half my life;
Who kisses my eyes and covers my half-life wandering;
Who caress my face and comforts my sorrow for half a lifetime;
Who, with my heart, melts the frost of half my life;
Who can hold my shoulders and drive me into silence for the rest of my life?
Who calls my heart and covers up the misfortune of my life.
Who abandons me and leaves me alone for the rest of my life?
Who can understand my intention and make me have no regrets in this life?
Who can help me, and I will be unparalleled throughout my life?
Who can give me my heart? An inch of land is like a void;
Who can bury my sorrow, laugh at the vanity of the world, and make my heart crazy?
Yi, cover my lips and dispel the wanderings of my past life;
Yi, take me into your arms and eliminate the frivolity of my previous life.
Holding my hand, I will accompany you crazy for a thousand lifetimes;
A deep kiss in my eyes will accompany you for eternity."
The melody is leisurely, like flowing water in a high mountain, like an empty spring in a valley, like a mountain stream, or like the bright moon hanging high in the sky.
Accompanied by the beautiful melody, Mu Chenxue's clear voice like an oriole slowly sounded out along with the melody. The voice rose and fell, filling the soul, echoing in the empty valley, endlessly.
"Holding my hand, I will accompany you in madness for a thousand lifetimes; kissing my eyes deeply, I will accompany you for endless reincarnations."
Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice. Looking at the woman who was concentrating on playing the piano, the curvature of the corners of Zhuo Wen's mouth became deeper and deeper, but the sadness in his eyes became deeper and deeper.
As the song slowly fell, Zhuo Wen walked up to Mu Chenxue and hugged him slowly. A slight snort sounded, and Zhuo Wen realized that the beauty in front of him had fallen into a slumber.
Zhuo Wen gently picked up the beauty, entered the back room, gently placed her beside the bed, covered her with a quilt, and just looked at the beauty's appearance silently.
"Chen Xue, I will definitely cure you, don't worry, I swear!"
Zhuo Wen murmured softly, then kissed his smooth and white forehead, and left the room resolutely.
However, Zhuo Wen did not see that after he turned and left, the eyelids of the beauty lying on the bedside moved slightly.
Walking out of the courtyard, Zhuo Wen stared at Feng Xiyao and said, "Mother, where are Chen Xue's memory beads?"
Feng Xiyao carefully took out a bead from her arms, handed it to Zhuo Wen and said: "Zhuo Wen, Chen Xue's memory bead is too broken. Although I have tried hard to slow down the speed of its breaking, it is of no avail."
Zhuo Wen carefully took the memory bead. At this moment, the surface of the bead was densely covered with cracks, as if it might break at any time.
"When the memory beads are completely shattered, it will affect Chen Xue's soul. At that time, Chen Xue's soul will begin to collapse, and there will not be much time left for Chen Xue." Feng Xiyao sighed.
"Then what should I do?" Zhuo Wen slowly clenched his fists and looked at Feng Xiyao sadly.
"There are only two ways. One is to find a way to prevent Chen Xue's soul from collapsing, and the other is to find the Immortal Saint Master to directly solve Chen Xue's current situation."
Feng Xiyao sighed softly when she said this. There is no doubt that both methods are difficult.
Once something comes into contact with the soul, it is basically extremely rare, even rare. I am afraid that it is difficult to have such a thing in the four major realms. As for the level of arcane master of the Immortal Saint Master, it is simply rare in the four major realms.
Don't think about it, it can't exist.
"And this memory bead can't last too long. In two months at most, this memory bead will be completely broken." Feng Xiyao sighed.
"Only two months?"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. Two months was too short for him. I am afraid that even if he goes to the Middle Earth, it would take more than two months. Moreover, if he goes to the Middle Earth, he may not be able to find the Immortal Saint Master immediately.
"Two months is too short. Is there no other way to delay this?" Zhuo Wen said urgently.
"There is another way. I remember that the Ice and Snow Palace has a mysterious crystal ice soul. This kind of thing has the effect of freezing the soul. If you can get this mysterious crystal ice soul, then you can use this mysterious crystal ice soul to freeze Chen Xue.
's soul."
"Perhaps this method can allow Chen Xue to completely suppress his constantly collapsing soul." Feng Xiyao said in a deep voice.
"Ice and Snow Palace? Xuanjing Ice Soul?"
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen's eyes burst out with blazing light. If the Xuan Crystal Ice Soul is really useful, it can really delay the collapse of Chen Xue's soul.
"Let's go to the Ice and Snow Palace!"
Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, discussed with Feng Xiyao and others again, waved his sleeves and left Canglong Palace.
"With the Wind and Thunder God's Wings and the Law of the Void, if it flies non-stop day and night, it should be able to cross the Eastern Land and enter the Arctic region in a month."
Standing on the long yellow sand, Zhuo Wen looked to the north and murmured in a low voice.
"Boy, are you looking for death? Even you can't bear the non-stop flying day and night, right? Are you going to die? You can definitely use a flying mount." Xiao Hei appeared with some warning.
"Although the speed of the flying mount I own is good, it is not as fast as my Wind and Thunder God Wings coupled with the Law of the Void. I need to reach the North Pole as soon as possible."
Zhuo Wen shook his head, and a pair of ten-foot-long purple thunder wings suddenly appeared from his back, and at the same time, the law of void attached to the surface of his thunder wings.
Boom!
Thunder rumbled and exploded, and Zhuo Wen escaped into the void, constantly traveling through the void passage like thunder at extremely fast speeds.
"This kid is really crazy!"
In the sea of consciousness, Xiao Hei looked helplessly at the young man walking through the void passage.
"I say Xiaohei, look at this kid Dian Zhuowen. The void passage is not a good place. This kid has to move forward continuously. You have to keep an eye on him." Chenghuang lay leisurely on the back of the divine turtle.
Go up, calmly and authentically.
"Damn it, you old fox, you sit with your legs crossed and do nothing every day, why do you have to boss me around? What kind of dog are you?" Looking at Chenghuang's appearance, Xiao Hei immediately said in displeasure.
"Hey, hey, hey! Please don't confuse me with the dog. The dog is your brother. You call me your brother. Don't you think it is an insult to me?" Chenghuang's tail shook slightly,
Somewhat disdainful.
"Ouch! You bastard old fox, I will definitely bite you to death and pluck out all the hair on your body."
Xiao Hei's hair stood on end, like a big angry dog, and he rushed directly towards Cheng Huang, and then the dog-fox battle officially began...