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On Zuiyang Mountain, the sky is high and the wind is fast, Mei Junyi looks at the cardamom years, her figure is not enough, she is holding Suqin in her arms, her eyes are sad, the gale is blowing, the green silk is blowing, Su Xue Luo dress, the ink is fragrant, she is dancing and dancing, and the ink plum flies down.

Yue Hong carried the long sword on his back, with a sword intent expression, standing on the clouds with his hands in his hands, the wind came to hunt, and he turned his head slightly, revealing a shallow smile.

"Ah Lang, the slave knows your mind, and he will not persuade you. Mei Junyi wanted to cry, but she smiled again, and lowered her head for a moment, and the jade water gently pressed the string, the morning breeze blew, blowing her hair to her lips, and she stretched out her slender jade fingers to pull the hair away.

Yue Hong walked under the clouds, raised his sleeves, swept away the gale, and said softly, "Junyi, don't worry, I have the treasure of the master and the master by me, and I will definitely return safely." ”

Mei Junyi immediately burst into tears and laughed when she heard the voice, her head was raised slightly, and she lowered it again, and whispered softly, "Ah Lang, the East China Sea Demon Clan is rampant, there is no shortage of people with high mana, Ah Lang only has Yunsheng Hailou, but there is no means to fight the enemy, Ah Lang only takes the slave under the moon flying mirror." As she spoke, she took off a bronze mirror from her belt and pinned it to Yue Hong's waist. ♀

"Junyi, I will live up to you. Yue Hong pressed the Moon Sky Mirror on his waist, then stretched out his hand to hold Mei Junyi's pair of soft wattles, and said softly, "I will not live up to you, you wait for me to return." ”

Mei Junyi's face was slightly drunk, her heart was like a deer, this was the first time in three hundred years, she couldn't speak for a while, and for a moment, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, lowered her head and said timidly, "Ah Lang wants to go to the East China Sea, just play a song for Ah Lang." She turned her head, her thoughts racing, and she pressed one hand to her chest, joy and sorrow, and no words between heaven and earth were enough to describe it.

"Ah Lang likes "Guangling San" the most, and the slave plays it for Ah Lang. Mei Junyi's face was flushed, and she sat down among the clouds, Su Qin was placed on her knees, her eyes were slightly raised, and she lowered her speed again, her ten fingers played with the strings, and the sound of the piano sounded in the clouds. Yun Xing Ji 288

That "Guangling San" should have been impassioned and majestic, but at the moment it sounded sad and melancholy, like catkins. Yue Hong still smiled faintly on his face, took out the sword and went up to the clouds, but when he saw his sword light, the wind and thunder were vivid, and when he stepped down, the purple clouds covered the sun, but when he heard the sword, the sword light moved and the world lost his voice.

"Lady, Lang Jun rode away on the Xuanniao, didn't the lady even look at it?" Seeing Mei Junyi like this, the waitress in Tsing Yi beside Mei Junyi felt very unbearable in her heart, and asked in a sigh and whisper.

"Dream Butterfly, Ru River will let me know?" Before she finished speaking, a single tear rolled down, and she bit her lips tightly, not daring to raise her head, but just shook her head and said, "I was afraid that I would raise my head, but I wanted him to stay." ”

On the top of Zuiyang Mountain, the morning breeze is blowing, the piano is moving, the white clouds are long, for a long time, Mei Junyi Fang is voice whispered, "Dream Butterfly, where is Ah Lang?"

"Lady, you can still see Lang Jun's mount Xuanniao blowing the wind and making the clouds. The maid in Tsing Yi looked at her, turned her head again, and replied softly.

Mei Junyi plays the strings with her hands, the sound of the piano is clear and cold, and if there are no grievances, the grass and trees on Zuiyang Mountain seem to be dyed with sorrow, "I only hope that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my love." Mei Junyi's cold voice fell, only to hear a cracking of cloth, and the aftermath shook the valley, and the strings were broken. She lowered her head, and a teardrop hit the string and scattered.

"Ah, lady!" Mengdie exclaimed, covering her mouth and nose with her bare hands, full of disbelief, the string has been broken, and the fate has ended.

"Mengdie, where is Ah Lang?" Mei Junyi suddenly didn't see it, and stopped with her hands.

"Lady, the tide is far away, and the empty valley is silent. Mengdie also lowered her eyebrows and wept, sobbing.

The golden sun falls in the west, the toad palace looms, the yang black is shaking, the jade rabbit is rushing, the years are swaying, thirty-six years, fleeting.

Mei Junyi stood under a plum blossom, the breeze was blowing, the dark fragrance fell, she stretched out her jade finger and pinched a plum blossom, sniffed it gently, the dark fragrance was the same, and then lowered her head again, and said coldly, "A year is a year, every year the autumn leaves are yellow, and when the wild goose word returns to the west, the splendid is not opened." ”

"Lady, Lang Jun has been gone for thirty-six years, why don't you go out of the mountain?" Mengdie picked the petals of a hundred flowers, held the rain and dew, and saw Mei Junyi secretly sad, and couldn't bear to speak.

Mei Junyi's eyebrows condensed when she heard this, but when she saw her head shaking slightly, she said sadly, "No, no." ”

Mengdie consciously lost her words, and couldn't help lowering her head, the patriarch in the door had already predicted that if Mei Junyi came out of the Xuanxiao Cold Incense Mansion, it would be the time when Yue Hong fell.

I don't know how many years have passed in the mountains, and after a hundred years, Mei Junyi put the Suqin on her knees, and a wild goose flew up from her wrist, wandering in the clouds and clouds for several times, chirping a few times, and the sound resounded through the clouds. Yun Xing Ji 288

Hongyan sent the brocade book to go, a word of lovesickness and a line of sorrow, the clouds came to the west wind and the moon shadow was thin, and he went up to the small heavy building alone.

Yun Muyang looked at the screen, and he also felt a pang in his heart, and a sense of loss floated up, he raised his hand, sighed immediately, and retracted his hand again.

Another hundred years and sixty-four years in a trance, far away Hongyan returned, the brocade book has not been opened, she has no disappointment, but the eyebrows are faint, and it is not enough to describe the dust.

"Lady, yesterday you already knew that Lang Jun had set up a sect Yunsheng Hailou in the East China Sea, and it must be to extend the Taoist system, inherit it for all generations, and be celibate to the Tao, why wait any longer?"

"In the old days, the yellow plum rain, the willows on the shore were green, and they swore hand in hand, but now they can't remember. The silk in Mei Junyi's hand turned into a fragrance, floated in the clouds, and gradually dispersed. The fragrance dissipated, only to see that she was surrounded by treasures, clouds in the sky suddenly appeared, countless stars were brilliant, and the treasure light fell into the top of her head, but seeing Mei Junyi's body shape mutate, she was originally a cardamom daughter, but at this moment she was cold and fairy, seventeen or eighteen years old delicate, with a little Zhu between her eyebrows.

"Affectionate always annoys ruthlessly, ruthless emptiness will be affectionate and hateful. ”

Yun Muyang shook his head, looked at the words on the screen, and the feeling of loss in his heart disappeared, but he said lightly, "The peach and plum are flying in the sky, who chases the emotions after the clouds." The hegemony has a grand history for thousands of years, and hundreds of generations of princes have fallen into dreams. ”

If there is a bell ringing in his mind, the spiritual platform is clear and clear, and then there are five-colored glows and rays of light, and the sea of knowledge is as clear as yin and yang, and then chaos suddenly arises, and the yin and yang become indistinguishable.

Yun Muyang's eyes were shocked, and he immediately laughed, "The opportunity has come, we can't wait any longer." After speaking, he sat down cross-legged, and the mysterious and mysterious intention floated in his heart, and all things in heaven and earth, and invisible beings seemed to be biochemical in his sea of consciousness. The clouds loomed on his body, his eyes were slightly closed, his face was calm, and he sat down to practice.

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