The wind of early summer, warm with a bit of humidity, mixed with the fragrance of various flowers, is fascinating.The emerald green leaves of the Optimus tree made a rustling sound, and a delicate yellow flower fluttered and fell on the bun of the fog, which was obviously so beautiful, but it was sentimental for no reason.The fog slowly closed its eyes, everything was extremely familiar, as if engraved on the soul, so nostalgic.has been together for more than 500 years, which is much longer than the lifetime of a mortal, probably she wants to be content.That's enough, the fog softly told herself.A tear slowly swept across her cheeks, snapped, and melted into the dust.A red circle of light enveloped the two of them.Ye Ling's body instantly became stiff, her eyes were a little flustered, and a red light gradually disappeared into her body.In just a moment, the demonic qi in his body slowly dissipated, and the filth like asphalt surfaced out of his body, and his cold body warmed up.The torn soul also returned to its place, but the chest was a little empty and unsettled.Ye Ling looked at the front of her attentively, the red lotus petals floated in the wind, lonely and smiling, with the last wisps of fragrance, and then dissipated.Yeling pinched a petal in her fingertips and was silent for a long time.The wind gradually rose, like raindrops the size of beans, crackling on the body, and the gods hurriedly erected the barrier, silently watching the sudden rainstorm."
It's an ancient lotus", I don't know which immortal whispered, breaking the silent and depressing atmosphere.Yeling is silent, and her eyebrows and eyes under the rain and fog are as beautiful as ink paintings.Queen Feng looked at Yeling worriedly, and the emperor couldn't bear to hold her hand.The ancient lotus, known as the mist, can transform all things, is the only holy object in the world that can replenish the soul, but its life is extremely fragile, with the end of the melee in ancient times, it has disappeared.I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it today, and it was still a cultivator who had cultivated his body, but now, the ancient lotus in this heaven and earth is afraid that it is extinct.They don't know whether to marvel at the good fortune of the gods on the night feather, or to lament the fate of the ancient lotus."
Congratulations to the gods on their success", all the gods bowed in unison, as if nothing had existed before.Fog, since the day she had soul consciousness, she has been in the Thousand Evil Lake.For plants that need spiritual water to grow, weak water is like lead, pouring into her meridians little by little, corroding her already weak body.At first, she could still feel the damage of the weak water, but gradually even her senses slowly disappeared.Until a wisp of fairy energy was slowly injected into her meridians, making her feel "comfortable" for a long time, the meaning of the word.It felt like she had just woken up, the sun shining on her delicate face, the feeling of softness and attachment.She couldn't help but rub her cheek against his palm.Since then, she has survived by relying on Yeling's immortal energy, and naturally needs to spend her life to save his doom.This is the calamity that the Buddha said, she is just one of the sentient beings, she can't escape, she can't hide.At that time, she had just woken up, and her body was weak and even unable to transform into shape, and the memories corroded by weak water naturally became confused.Although she didn't remember that she was as high-spirited as a teenager back then, and now she is lonely and trapped in the secret world, giving her a new life.However, I instinctively had a little attachment to him, and I thought it was just a fledgling complex, but I never thought that there were these origins.A piano sound, a man and a woman, constitute this small world.She liked this feeling very much, but the loneliness around Yeling seemed to gradually infect her, as if she had fallen into a swamp, and the vine-like suffocation felt around her, and then suddenly tightened.She chose to leave here, and the vastness of the distance seemed to suit her better.So she went to the world, and she saw babbling young children, young people who were full of longing for the future, young girls who fantasized about love, and old people, whose lives were short but wonderful.They have a life that Yeling doesn't have, although they can't see themselves, but the breath on their bodies makes the fog extra greedy.The fog swirled around behind them, and she learned to be happy, the smile on the cultivator's face when the crops were ripe.She learned to grieve, which is the natural law of birth, old age, sickness and death.She learned to be lonely and to cover up.She learned a lot, and gradually she understood why she would return to the secret realm before sunset, why she would babble to him every day about everything in the mortal world, obviously she was not a cheerful character, and the other party would never respond.She's afraid she's in love with him.It was a feeling that would never need to be known to the other party, fog, clutching his chest, golden blood running down the corners of his mouth.She wasn't a vicious person, but she couldn't help but do something to the Baguio Fairy, and only she knew it, but she was just angry.The blood in his body was surging and churning, the bitter taste filled his heart, and his eyes were condensed with a little crystal.I will never forget the white-clothed and black-haired, sword-wielding young man I saw for the first time, and the corners of his mouth have been replaced by bitterness before the corners of his mouth have raised a pleasant arc.Meeting and getting drunk is the leading edge, where the wind and rain are scattered and floating.Afraid of lovesickness, already lovesick, when it is the turn of lovesickness, there is nowhere to say goodbye, so I have to sigh shallowly but deeply.In this way, a thousand years have passed in a hurry, and who will remember the ancient lotus that has returned to the dust, and the faint fragrance has also dispersed with the wind.Nine heavens, when the little prince was born, the stars and clouds were celebrated, and the dormitory was colorful under the shroud of colorful auspicious clouds, and there was a phoenix to come, which was auspicious.The Emperor of Heaven is happy, and he takes advantage of this auspiciousness to give the name Jingyun.This little prince, who was endowed with high hopes by the gods, is really talented and intelligent, and he has a good posture at a young age, and his bearing is also extraordinary.Even Emperor Donghua, who has always been a hermit, can't help but praise him, but such a little prince favored by the gods has a weakness, that is, his sister.The little princess Yaoguang was born in the early spring when the clothes were wet and the apricot blossoms were raining, and the willow wind was not cold.That year, a pond of lotus flowers in the heavenly court bloomed very well, the emerald green branches stood upright, the petals were crystal clear like white jade, and the blue lotus leaves spread out elegantly, reflecting in the soft waves of Bitan.This is also a rare good weather, but it is more ordinary than her brother's Jingxing Qingyun.In her brother's eyes, Yaoguang was not ordinary at all.Lianyi's birth, the elegant fragrance filled the room, the warm yellow light hit her little face carved in pink and jade, beautiful as a dream, the little Jingyun looked at it blankly, and her sister's delicate face.Yaoguang was dressed in a small pink skirt with gold silk trimming, stepping on Ruyi Yuntou brocade shoes, with a pair of small tugs tied with silver ribbons on her head, and the rest of her hair was spread softly on the back of her neck.On the little face like mutton fat jade, with a childish smile, and a soft and glutinous voice that people couldn't refuse, "Sister, my brother is about to get out of school, Yaoguang wants to go to the garden and wait for him." ”Yaoguang raised his head, and there were still two shallow pear vortices on his baby fat cheeks, which was really cute.Narcissus's moist apricot eyes blinked, and she kept repeating in her heart that she was a princess and not a kitten, and finally restrained her urge to pinch Yaoguang's face.Narcissus tried to straighten her expression so as not to look like a strange aunt with special fetishes, and said lovingly, "Of course you can."
Yaoguang quietly rolled his eyes inwardly, thinking with disdain not to think that I didn't see your shining eyes.Then obediently stretched out her hand and waited for Narcissus to pick her up, the biggest feature of the heavenly realm is that it is big, but there are few immortals, so the building is extraordinarily broad.With Yaoguang's immature age of four thousand years old, she is equivalent to a four or five-year-old child in the world, and she has not yet reached the age of not practicing spells, and her two little short legs will be able to reach the day after tomorrow.Yaoguang tugged at Narcissus's sleeve, "Sister, don't forget to bring my glass forging gold ball." ”Yao Chi is known as the back garden of the heavenly court, the scenery is not beautiful, it is early summer, the butterfly dragging the long skirt, dancing on the peony on tiptoe, the peony fairy fingertips gently scratch the white petals, the thin white fingers are more delicate than the petals.The light blue butterfly slid all the way down the petals to the fairy's fingertips, and the tiny tail fin rubbed against her palm, and the fairy didn't mind, smiling gently."
Sister Peony."
Yaoguang saw the beauty sitting in the flowers from a distance.Peony nodded at his friend, leaned over, nodded Yaoguang's white forehead, and said dotingly, "Sister made some snacks, and I'll let Narcissus bring them back for you later." ”Although the craftsmanship of the peony fairy is recognized as good, no fairy would bear to let such a beauty revolve around the stove all day long, so there are not many opportunities to really taste her craftsmanship.But there is one exception, and that is Yaoguang.Yaoguang flattered Peony's palm, "I like Sister Peony the most." ”Yaoguang's favorite is basically one day at a time, Peony covered her lips and chuckled.Yaoguang himself held the glass ball and ran out of the peony garden, leaving Narcissus to chat with the peony.Passing by the lotus pond, Yaoguang saw a man in a blue robe, with long dark hair draped over his shoulders, and his back was a little lonely.Except for the Buddha in the West, most of the people in the fairy world pay attention to pomp and circumstance, and their clothes are natural and gorgeous.Even the little immortals who have just ascended to the immortal realm are the same.At first glance, seeing the immortal dressed in such simple clothes also made Yaoguang a little interested.The man in ink looked at a red lotus intently, and didn't care about Yaoguang's approach.The lotus flowers are somewhat ruined, and the weaker lotus petals are a little wilted, which is particularly conspicuous in a pool of extremely bright lotus flowers.Yaoguang looked up at the man, he had a pair of purple eyes, Yaoguang knew that this was a Peugeot that had gone mad, the man's eyes seemed to be sad and pitiful, and at first glance he was a lover of flowers.Yaoguang, as a fairy of flowers, has always had a good impression of the fairy who loves flowers, so he suggested, "It's good to give it a little fairy energy" The man was stunned, and his outstretched hand was withdrawn as if it had been electrified, Yaoguang was also stunned, and he had never seen such a stingy fairy.Although she has not yet reached the age of practicing immortal arts, she still has spiritual power, and her fingertips lightly touched the red lotus petals, and a wisp of immortal qi slowly crossed over.Yaoguang was born with a very high affinity for all things, and her immortal qi was naturally a great supplement for spiritual creatures, but in a moment, the red lotus flower trembled, and the curled petals stretched out, and there was no longer the slightest sign of wilting.------ digression------ these chapters are all extras between the female protagonist and the national teacher.,The rest of the male protagonists will also appear one after another.。
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