The flower crept towards the body lifted by the Master, and suddenly stopped: she stood there in a daze, looking at her dear Master!

I saw her master standing upright, standing on the ridge of the roof, at this time, it happened to blow a hollow wind, the master of flowers, the famous master of Xuanmiao, she was standing on that roof, on the roof opposite the mysterious courtyard, she was blown by the wind, like the pointer of an electronic scale, swaying from side to side......

"Her sense of balance is not very good, when I practiced the 'Mind and Soul Separation Divine Skill', a similar situation also occurred, at that time my condition was like being drunk and staggering---- so my brothers and sisters all called me in private: 'Jigong! Jigong!'" I saw the figure who had taken the flower here, and the figure approached the flower and whispered.

Seeing that Hua'er was suspicious, the figure of the person who held Hua'er here hostage continued to explain.

"Any peerless martial art has a fatal flaw. The side effects of the 'Mind and Soul Separation Divine Skill' are not much of a disadvantage for people who have cultivated to an extremely high level, and even if a short stalemate appears, it will naturally disappear. But there are also many real demonic skills, their own magic power is very powerful, and if they are not cultivated properly, they will often go mad and become a poison ---- the person who cultivates it, and plunge the cultivator into a kind of darkness that never sees the light of day, and even worse, it will take the cultivator's life!" It is as if Master Xuan Miao is just Hua'er's dear mother, and he is the gentleman who teaches Hua'er......

Looking at the master who had not recovered for a few minutes, ---- Master Xuanmiao, and then at the figure that the master was staring at and holding her hostage, Hua'er suddenly felt indescribably confused......

"Oh, I see! Then I won't cultivate!" Hua'er seemed to smile, she was worried about Master's condition......

"Although the 'Mind and Soul Separation Divine Skill' is widely spread, it is still related to the overall cultivation of the cultivator, especially the control of emotions and so on! If she can properly control some kind of magical sense of balance, then she is close to success!" said the figure who had come to this open-air movie theater with the flowers very carefully.

Master Hua'er, Master Xuan Miao, was still staring expressionlessly at the figure who had kidnapped his beloved disciple here......

Suddenly, Hua'er frowned, and looked fiercely at the person who had held her hostage here.

"Hmph, although there is such a wonderful film repertoire and a jubilant ballet, after all, it is the one who hijacked me here, and made my dearest master like a puppet dancing a mechanical dance...... "Hua'er suddenly felt sad and angry, and her tears flowed down "whoosh" as soon as she was in a hurry......

Seeing this, the figure who had brought the flower to this place quickly approached the flower and handed over a large white handkerchief: "Oh! I'm sorry! This is because your master can't control his emotions." It'......s her who is anxious to get back to her body, but she's too eager to embarrass herself like this!

The flowers were sobbing quietly in the pear blossom rain, and suddenly the figure handed a large handkerchief with a little pear blossom fragrance, she quickly took the handkerchief, wiped her tears neatly, and then put the handkerchief in her pocket......

When she looked at Master again, she suddenly saw Master dancing her ballet along the "Roof of the World"!

"Hehe, Master, you're so funny!, standing in such a high-risk place, to show off your dancing skills!" Hua'er suddenly burst into tears and laughed, and said happily.

"Although the 'Mind and Soul Separation Divine Skill' is unevenly forced, it is easy to produce a temporary stalemate, and the cultivation situation will fall into the bottleneck of 'tidbits' for a moment, but with the full diffusion of her spiritual power, it will open up some of the restricted inspirations in her body: her spiritual power can bloom in an unexpected panorama ---- like an incomparably brilliant hundred flowers......" The figure who came here with the flowers said with great excitement.

Suddenly, looking at Master's flowers, she stopped crying or laughing, because she saw a slight smile on Master's face......

She won't bother with me because of her master's affairs...... Master Xuan Miao laughed!She won't find a fight because of her cultivation of divine skills!" The figure who had brought the flowers here suddenly shouted loudly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression became relaxed.

Hua'er looked at the master, and she had an unfamiliar look on her face......

"Master is showing off her best ballet in such a high-risk place! What a great thing that only a generation of masters can do!" Hua'er looked at the master who was standing on the roof and dancing enthusiastically, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Oh, I want to be like Master, in a lonely realm that others can't reach, create a unique and interesting spiritual realm life, so as to enrich my own wonderful and boundless cultivation life......" Hua'er looked at the Master who had already been invested, and her eyes showed infinite admiration and envy.

"Hua'er is really a generation of martial arts wizards!" the figure who held Hua'er here hostage, he looked at Hua'er's expression and said in admiration.

Hua'er was looking intently at the master dancing ballet on the roof, and her every move and style had a wonderful breakthrough. She seems to be at this moment, except for ballet, nothing outside can enter her world, and her ballet expression is so focused, so happy---- as if she dances with her soul without scruples, is her sacred mission to be born as a soul......

Looking at the master dancing in her heart, the flowers couldn't help but beat, this little girl, although her dancing posture is not as gorgeous as the master, but soft and unrestrained, on the quiet sea, there seems to be a clear wave, in the retraction and unrestrained crouching, sometimes rising up, listening to the waves of the sea, like a small body, was released in an instant, extremely shocking arctic blood flow: light and relieved, suddenly and lightly took off, like a proud paper, the sea sang freely on the little seagull... …

"Papa......pa Wonderful!" listened to three bursts of continuous applause, endlessly repeated. Whether it is the mystical masters on the ridge of the roof, or the flowers dancing lightly on the eaves, their dancing postures are all towards the boundless realm, blooming cautiously......

The figure who came here with the flowers was applauding and cheering......

Suddenly, the dancing Master Xuan Miao and the flowers stopped in unison, they looked at each other and smiled, and pulled their bodies out of the dance......

Hua'er took out the big handkerchief in her coat pocket, wiped her sweat, and looked at the master with lively eyes......

As soon as Master stopped her beautiful dancing, she resumed her previous posture, and the electronic scale was generally hung in the middle of the roof, and the hollow wind was still dancing and blowing endlessly under her feet......

The Master didn't look back at the flowers, she stared at the figure of the person who had come holding the flowers hostage, her eyes were a little wet, and suddenly, she slowly lifted her body and walked towards this side......

"What's wrong with Master?" she thought to herself, but she didn't make a sound, she didn't know what kind of poison Master had in, why she was still upright, but it was clear that she had just danced a beautiful Swan Lake dance......

I saw Master Xuan Miao take a stiff step, walk down the thrilling roof of the world's attention, and walk in great strides.

Master Xuanmiao, she walked up to the figure holding the flower hostage, looked at him with blank eyes, looked at him, but couldn't say anything......

Next to Master Xuanmiao, there was still the phantom, and the phantom seemed to be affected by Master Xuanmiao, and he was also stiff......

"Master!Master!" suddenly Hua'er rushed forward, tugging at the hem of her master's clothes, and asked anxiously.

"Hua'er, you don't have to worry! Your master probably had overexerted his strength and caused unbearable soreness and stiff muscles, but within a few minutes, she would be back to normal!" the figure who had taken Hua'er here looked at Master Xuan Miao, as if he was observing and thinking, and said with certainty. ……

"Oh!?, is that so?" was the flower, who was asleep with a question, and before her question was over, she was standing in front of the figure who had taken her here, and fell asleep......

Hua'er had a very beautiful dream: she dreamed of a small river, and there were several fishing boats on the river, and on one of the small boats, a rower, they rowed the boat, and the sound of the waves again and again...... Suddenly all the boats stopped, and then some different kinds of fish, respectively, jumped onto the boats like rain, and the cabins of the boats suddenly became colorful---- and the flowers continued to stare at the boats that were jumped on by the fish, and the boats stopped and stopped, and suddenly a wind blew from the wind to bend the boats, and the frozen fish ---- on the cabin scrambled to fall into the water......

"Bang!Bang!......" After a fierce sound, a wonderful curtain appeared in the whole river, the curtain rose, but it was like a thin and broad magnet, attracting one fish after another, and they kept going up, and those fish seemed to like the curtain very much, or maybe the curtain was their biggest reliance, anyway, those fish, they glued the curtain, they were performing, they were flying, they were playing their short life......

I don't know how long it took, but the fish that were hanging from the curtain like iron filings fell off the curtain again and fell into the water......

The flowers felt that there was a person holding her hand, and they slowly stepped into the water, and under their feet, the surface of the water was very soft, but they were just fluttering, echoing on the surface of the river, breaking a willow, and then breaking a willow......

The flower felt that she had never seen such a luxurious weeping willow, so one flew and hid itself in the weeping willow, and the branches and leaves of the weeping willow flickered, and they laughed and danced towards it, and made a clear child's voice......

"Brother, brother, look!" Suddenly a little girl came running, she raised her head, looked at this strange girl, and pushed her away fiercely!

"This is my brother! this is my brother!" she pushed the flowers, tears about to flow......

Hua'er quickly let go of her little hand, only to see the little girl pulling the boy and running away...... But it didn't take long for the boy to come running again and take the flower by the hand. "Hua'er: I'm sorry, she just wanted to hold my hand!" As soon as the boy held hands with Hua'er, the little girl and she ran back desperately!

"This is my brother! This is my brother!" This time, she looked at the flowers, and tears were about to burst into her eyes......

Hua'er looked at the boy, and then at the little girl, and she was puzzled: Why did he keep holding my hand?

Just as the flowers were wondering, the little girl disappeared like the wind!

"Oh, where did she go?" said Flower. "She went to Heaven. The boy said sadly.

Why did she go to Heaven? What does Heaven look like?" Hua'er said with a frown. While he was thinking like this, he saw the boy rushing straight at him again, but it was clear that when he stopped in front of Hua'er, he took Hua'er's hand again, and he only smiled, but did not speak......

Hua'er looked at her little hand, and then looked at the boy's hand that was full of smaller than herself, so big that it was at least a big circle, her unfamiliar eyes, suddenly exuded a kind of awe-inspiring light, the light was like a crystal smoke, more like a halal stream of water, flowing in the night sky...... "This! yes! I! brother!" Just as Hua'er was held by the boy, and the two of them were affectionate, suddenly the little guy who dissipated, she appeared again...... She clenched her little fists, desperately looking for the flowers! The flowers dodged, and the figure of the little girl suddenly disappeared again......

The boy approached the flower when he got the opportunity, and he held the flower's hand tightly!

Hua'er looked at the boy and felt very strange, the boy's eyes looked at her, but ...... was so affectionate, "Tell me, she is ......" At this point, Hua'er couldn't say much.

"She recognized the wrong person, she was looking for a rain of guns, I am a gun!" I saw the boy, looking at the pure eyes of the flowers, and seriously defended. "Why is she so small?!" asked Hua'er sadly and distressedly.

"She's died so many times that she didn't grow long......" replied the gunshot, whose grief leaked again and again, but still didn't find the right outlet......

"Gun rain is ......" Hua'er asked sensibly, this time, she never gave up and went to hold the hand of the gun---- Hua'er felt that there was something mysterious, it was called "destined in the dark"!

"Gun rain is my good brother, an extremely excellent demon soul: in the four worlds of people, gods and ghosts, there is no single individual life, and it can beat our ...... when it is alone" The one called the gun wind told the story, as if the gun wind and the gun rain are the four worlds of people, gods, souls and ghosts, the most outstanding and invincible high-quality life...... "this! yes! I! brother!" was the one called the gun wind, holding the flowers, trying to tell her some truth, when suddenly the little girl who didn't want to die, she broke off again!