As the sun sets, the sun is thin, a woman covered in snow-white clothes soaked in blood, and her eyebrows are picturesque, standing lonely beside the clear and clear pool under the Wusong Peak, she looks at the reflection in her water and spurts out a mouthful of blood, and the blood of the stars instantly stains the clear lake of the blue waves.

The picturesque woman shouted hoarsely at Youhu, "Why, why, the master obviously passed on the location of the Holy Aunt of the Youzu Clan to me, why did he give the soul ruler to Sang Yu's cheap woman when he was dying, why is this......?"

With the picturesque woman's constant shouting to your empty and lonely valley, her voice is also constantly echoing in the valley, her voice is very desolate and sad, which makes people can't help but palpitate after listening to it.

The red sun fell in the west, and a touch of afterglow shone on the surface of the lake with a layer of thin ice, half of the lake was sorrowful and half of the lake was red, and the woman with picturesque eyebrows fell on the shore of the lake and murmured to the calm lake: "I'm not reconciled, master, why are you so cruel to me, instead of making me so lost now, it is better to directly hand over the position of the Holy Aunt of the Youzu Clan to the little slut of Sang Yu!"

Sometimes it's not that there is no hope, but that behind hope comes a deeper despair, and at this time, the picturesque woman is immersed in this despair like a falling valley, and she unconsciously sheds two lines of tears, and suddenly spurts out a mouthful of blood.

After the picturesque woman spurted out a mouthful of blood, she suddenly felt her head sink and her body slanted into the snow.

On the shore of the icy and snowy lake, the blood flowers scattered around the picturesque woman looked particularly poignant, she fell quietly in the snow, no one knows, life or death seems to be a lonely person, no one will care about her life and death, all of them are calm, her life and death are like a feather falling into the lake without any waves.

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A round of orange-red sunset gradually fell into the West Mountain, many birds fell into the mountains and forests to live, the dark night of Cen Lonely opened the curtain, a whole body of flame-like color, the feathers around the body looked very noble, and the expression revealed an incomparably arrogant giant bird from the lake to the air.

The flame-like light emitted from the whole fiery red giant bird instantly lit up the dusk night, and it opened its sharp beak to let out a pleasant and high-pitched chirp, and the flocks of birds that had returned to the forest began to fly out of the forest and began to circle around the giant fiery red giant bird, as if they were holding a grand worship ceremony for the huge fiery red giant bird.

The fiery red giant bird hovered in the air above the valley for a while, and then it flew straight towards the picturesque-eyed woman who had fallen to the ground.

On the shore of the quiet and lonely lake, the picturesque woman lay on the snow with her brows constricted, and in such a bleak twilight, her loneliness and fall were probably only known to one person.

The fire-red giant bird fell from the sky, and it stopped in front of the picturesque flower-like woman, and the fire-red giant bird spewed out a blood mist above Ding Yulan's body.

The tiny particles in the blood mist in the sky slowly condensed into a skelet-sized bead the size of a soybean, and the giant bird with a fiery red body used one wing to drip the blood-red beads made in the sky into the mouth of the picturesque woman.

After taking the blood-red beads, the injuries on the picturesque woman's body gradually healed, she slowly opened her heavy eyes, and the giant bird with a fiery red body met the eyes of the picturesque woman, and she couldn't help muttering to herself: "I'm not mistaken, Ding Yulan, you are really a Vermilion Bird!"

Suzaku nodded to Ding Yulan, it stretched its wings and flew towards the center of the lake, when the huge figure of the Suzaku was silent into the lake, Ding Yulan looked at the lake with a thin layer of soldiers and was stunned for a while, and then she slowly came back to her senses.

At this time, the sky was already dark, the night was silent, and the silence around the lake seemed cold and lonely, Ding Yulan slowly stood up, she looked down at her reflection in the lake.

After Ding Yulan looked at the red Vermilion Bird on her forehead, she smiled coldly on her lips and patted the falling snow on her body as she walked aimlessly around the pool.

Suddenly, a man dressed in black, holding a monstrous broken sword in his hand, and a dark black birthmark on his side face hugged Ding Yulan's plump body from behind with an infatuated expression.

After Ding Yulan felt someone hugging her from behind, her body couldn't help but tremble, Ding Yulan subconsciously slapped her backhand and slapped the face of the person behind her, and the man with some dark black birthmarks on the side of his face slapped Ding Yulan so hard, and he didn't let go of his hand in pain, but hugged Ding Yulan tighter.

"Ugly, why are you, didn't you let the master sacrifice his life to send Weizhuang, why did you come back again, are you worthy of the master and his old man by doing this?" Ding Yulan looked at the man in front of her and said with an anxious expression.

The ugly who obviously had a birthmark on the side of his face couldn't say a word in his mouth, he could only stare at Ding Yulan's eyes tightly and gesture with his hand.

"Are you saying that you didn't worry about me coming back?" Ding Yulan seemed to understand the sincerity in the ugly eyes.

Ah Chou nodded at Ding Yulan, he took out a small dark blue bottle from his arms and handed it to Ding Yulan.

Ding Yulan took the small bottle and said: "Ah Ugly, don't say anything else, I will be content with this smoking powder sister you sent, by the way, my sister wants to fight to the death with your second senior sister Sang Yu, will you stand on my sister's side?"

Ah Ugly nodded, and then he shook his head again, his face showed a very tangled look, Ding Yulan looked at Ah Ugly with a hesitant look, she suddenly pushed away Ah Ugly who was holding her and said: "Your second senior sister is now deliberately trying to put me to death, and she has a very powerful helper by her side, and she has a dementor ruler in her hand, are you willing to watch me die at the hands of your second senior sister!"

Ah Chou's brows instantly tangled, he bit his lip and solemnly handed the monstrous broken sword in his hand to Ding Yulan, after Ah Chou handed the sword to Ding Yulan, he glanced at Ding Yulan stupidly and turned away.

Ding Yulan took the monstrous broken sword, she watched Ah Chou's figure fade away and let out a crazy laugh, "God help me, now that I have the blood of the Vermilion Bird and the magic sword, what is that little slut in Sang Yu fighting with me, it's time to get everything I lost back!"