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Light and beautiful as autumn water, jade skin with a light breeze.

Such a woman is probably an angel who accidentally fell into the mortal world, and her eyebrows reveal an aura different from that of other women.

Her skin is better than snow, her complexion is as clear as jade, like a new moon, and her delicate facial features are even more shining because of the falling surface of the petals, and she is more delicate than flowers. A head of black hair is spread out on the pink satin like a cloud, beautiful and refined. Dressed in a white splendid cloud shirt, fresh and elegant, without losing a trace of beauty.

Such a woman is undoubtedly beautiful, but it is a pity that she has been sleeping for many years, and she is no different from the living dead. His eyes are slightly closed, his eyebrows are pretty, his lips are as rosy as begonias, and he still doesn't forget to smile faintly when he sleeps, as if he is dreaming and doesn't want to wake up.

Wu still remembered the scene of the first time he saw her, even after five hundred years, he still remembered it vividly, she was the same as now, so clean and beautiful, but he hadn't seen her smart eyes for a long time.

At that time, she was agile and lively, reckless and impulsive, and fell down at the first meeting, falling straight in front of herself, embarrassed but childishly smiling at herself, not lying here as obediently as she is now.

He wanted to see her smile again, not only in distress, but also always with a spring-like smile and a familiar voice in his ears.

"Ling, I'm here. Gently, he carefully picked up a strand of hair from the woman's ear, gently put it to his mouth and kissed it, his eyes were full of caution, as if she was as fragile as an untouchable pottery doll.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, I don't know if you're angry!" he gently took the petals that had fallen on her, and slowly moved one by one, muttering to himself, "I've got Black Feather back." He put his hand in front of her, even though he knew she couldn't see, as if to verify what he had said, and the black lines on his wrists were clearly visible.

"Don't worry, I promised you, I will definitely do it!"

He spoke firmly, and despite receiving no response, he continued,

"This time, as you expected, they've come to get the fox fire back. He said vaguely, his hand gently brushing her mischievous strands of hair, stroking them back one by one. The people in their mouths naturally refer to the Sky Fox clan, knowing that they will come, and what they say is fateful, it is also because she told him.

She possesses the spiritual power of foreseeing dreams, and is the only one in the Six Realms to possess this spiritual power, and her name is "Dream Qi"

At one time, how he wished that he would not meet her in a dream, but that he could actually touch her, but he knew that she did not want to wake up, and only in dreams would she not run away from everything to face him.

I still remember that a few years ago, he saw her in a dream, and only had time to hear about the fox fire, so he woke up from the dream, and then there was a sealed lamp on the side of the rattan chair, and inside the glass was the fox fire she mentioned in her mouth. He never knew how she got these things, including the time when Li Dan, another tear of hers, was directed to the store and met him.

It seems that everything is carefully arranged by her, step by step according to her will, and all give the final ending, which he will never break.

He wanted to ask her more than once, but every time he mentioned it, he was pushed into a dream by her, and the matter of falling into a dream was never something he could control. After all, her mana was above herself, and there were some things she didn't want to tell herself.

After this, he never dreamed of her again, as if she had never dreamed of her. When he woke up, he came here and saw her still sleeping here, as if everything was just his fantasy.

"I know, you have arranged these things a long time ago, but why, you just don't want to wake up and do it yourself!"

He looked at her peaceful sleeping face, he didn't get a little response, a burst of sadness and distress flashed in his heart, his pale fingers brushed her cheeks, and his dark eyes sank into an endless abyss, a glance for ten thousand years.

"What are you running away from!" he asked dumbly, his eyes full of pampering, as if to say to a snooze child,

"Don't sleep anymore, Turtle. ”

The surrounding "Ying" seemed to feel the mood of no time, and they waved their wings one after another, emitting the brightest light, illuminating the entire corner.

At this time, the cherry tree also flashed with light, and it turned out that there were transparent glass balls hanging on the tree, and the glass balls seemed to contain something, and the light came from each glass ball. They emit different lights that instantly make the space colorful.

But such a fantastic and beautiful scene, the kite still could not see her, only to see her lying quietly on the powder, undisturbed in the slightest, and sleeping peacefully.

"According to your wishes, I'll take the fox fire. Seeing that she still had a comfortable sleeping face, and seemed to be accustomed to such a silent response, he did not delay any longer, and whispered in her ear,

"Don't worry, I'll help you finish your business. He caressed her face gently, his eyes were soft, and looking at her, it seemed that his mood would also calm down.

"That's fine, it's not a bad thing to fall asleep all the time. He thought silently in his heart, as if comforting himself.

Then, he took a deep look at the kite and stood up. he

Raising his dark eyes, he looked at the canopy, and said a word softly. After a while, there was an extra lamp in his hand. The lamp was the fox lamp, and at this time it was still glowing with gray light as usual, lifeless, and the dead air covered the body of the lamp, and the time was almost up.

Suddenly, after not saying a word, a little bit of light slowly descended from the thousand-year-old cherry tree, hanging down from the top like a silver thread, forming a brilliant veil of light, until it landed on the handless fox lantern. Like pouring aura, the fox lantern suddenly burst into a microwave airflow, and then calmed down instantly.

Silently, the fox fire in the lamp has been extinguished by the air flow just now, and the surroundings are dark, and even the previous "Ying" is gone, eerily quiet and dark.

In the dark, none of them moved, their dark eyes were shining, staring straight at the fox lantern in their hands, not being caught off guard by the sudden accident, but calm, just waiting so closely.

Five minutes passed, not a long time, not a short time, but it was undoubtedly very painful for others, but for nothing, such time was no longer a wait.

As he expected, the lamp at this time finally slowly regained its light little by little, the lifeless dark color had been completely faded, the fire was brilliant, the aura was poured in, the fox fire was rekindled, and the effect was achieved.

This is the result of what he has to wait, the fox is reborn, the dead air is revived, and the soul is united. The light in the lamp is related to the fate of the entire Sky Fox Clan, and this kind of light is the existence of hope.