Waited so long. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

That figure finally appeared on the edge of Weishan, the corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed in a low voice: "Maybe it would be much better if it didn't appear." ”

The spring breeze broke through the winter, and the smile on the face of the red line flew up, and a trace of redness appeared.

The figure is even more twisted, a pair of eyes looking at the figure is full of tenderness, the spirit array moves slightly, she is waiting, waiting for the shadow in her heart to come in.

And the figure on the edge of Nawei Mountain seems to be waiting, waiting for the red line to go out by itself.

The wind moved lightly, the red line flew towards the edge of Wei Mountain, in the end, in the face of the dazed unknown in the heart of all the coldness had to be put down, the heart was already throbbing, and the breathing was a little short, and the closer to the red line, the more red the face.

How long has passed, has it really been a long time?

There were traces of vicissitudes on Heqing's face, and the flying white hair made him more like an old man in the twilight.

The shadow in my heart is now my face, have you ever been surprised if you don't know the red line?

But now that crimson face must have obscured too many senses, and the only thing left in Hongxian's heart was 'He finally came, he didn't lie to me.' ’

The smile seems to have not flowed on He Qing's face for a long, long time, although the smile on that face is tender, but it is more like a flower on the ice, with cold air in loneliness.

But all these red lines did not care.

Ever thought about it?

Ever wondered what you would say when you met?

There is no doubt that all this has been rehearsed in his heart, but Hongxian must not have thought that his boldness would jump out of the scope of his head, or was he too excited, and even his Dao power was a little out of control.

The figure where the red line stayed was so close to Heqing that he could hear Heqing's cramped breathing.

And this must not be the reining of the Dao power after excitement, but the audacity in the heart that dare not think, or appear in a dream one night and night.

Han Xian almost closed his eyes, but Hongxian actually hugged He Qing, and was already snuggled in his arms, covering his face, and he didn't know if tears had slipped down.

"You're finally here. The red line said vaguely.

Don't you dare, those hands trembled a little when they stayed in the air, and there were tears flashing in those eyes, and the tears broke down and fell into the red thread's hair.

It must have been tears that drove the decision, and Heqing's hands finally fell, holding the red line in his arms, and the smile at this moment was finally not a cold and glamorous flower in the ice, but a tenacious flower that bloomed in advance in the spring breeze in March.

Gently lifted the red thread from her arms, picked up the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "Yes, I'm finally back, and I've kept you waiting for so long." ”

After speaking, he took the red line into his arms.

At this moment, people don't care how much the days have slipped away, and they don't care how many days and nights of waiting have been, the only thing they know is that he finally didn't break his promise, and I finally waited for him.

The sunset is beautiful, and the person who is accompanied by lovers is indeed more beautiful.

He Qing is connected to the red line, his heart is held in the wind, and he smiles and whispers in the dusk, and at this moment, the soft smile can't carry their happiness.

The sun had not yet completely sunset, and the huge disc of dusk blurred everything into a black shadow, and the black shadow half-knelt in front of the slender shadow, and whispered, more like talking to himself, "Shall I marry you?"

The world is blooming, and the world is smiling.

The black shadow hand brushed her face lightly, she must have cried, and the black head nodded heavily, and she married herself.

The black shadow also cut through the black night, and He Qing disappeared from the end of his gaze again.

But at this moment, there is no loneliness on the face of the red line, and this time I am more sure than any time that he will definitely come back.

There was a happy smile on the face of the red line, but Han Xian did have a sad look on his face, witnessing the sweet happiness with his own eyes, and he did know in his heart that the happy ending was so miserable and bleak, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of hatred floating in his heart, and sighed: "Why are you ruthless to her." ”

Of course, people who are quiet in happiness can't know the end, and Red Line certainly doesn't want to know how it will end up in the future.

Recently, Weishan is really lively.

The little crane beast was frightened and danced all over the sky, but the dancing posture knew that their owner was about to get married, and even the wolf who often lay in the haystack and enjoyed the life of the dog was frightened into the dense forest, and the red team broke into this paradise with the sound of suona and the laughter that stirred the heart.

"Girl, this is the Xia Wei wedding dress that our Lord Xiangguo personally made for your show" Hongxian Xiu gently supported the red clothes with his hand, and his smile was self-evident, his face appeared in his heart, and his breath on the wedding dress was even more intoxicating to the heart.

Familiar?

Of course, Han Xian was very familiar with the red color in the forest, and if he could, he would definitely rush up and tear him to pieces, and this must not be the fire of jealousy, it was indeed the hand that pulled the red thread out of the dream.

But the person in the dream is already intoxicated and can't extricate himself.

The red thread has shed the snow clothes that often accompany her, and the red wedding dress is worn on her body, and the old woman is holding pots and pots, and drawing little by little on her face with a fine pen.

"Is it pretty?" asked the red line softly, holding the mirror.

The old woman was already smiling from ear to ear, her mouth squeaked in surprise, stopped the pen that drew her eyebrows, and said: "Girl, no wonder Lord Xiangguo never forgets you, and praises you when you meet people, how can there be such a good-looking person in this world, if the old body is a man, he will definitely be fascinated by the girl." ”

The smile was three points more beautiful, the red line bit lightly, and said in a low voice: "Really?"

"Hehe, girl, that's still fake, Lord Xiangguo's infatuation with you is known to the entire Dawu Kingdom. The mother-in-law looked at her with certainty and said with great certainty.

The red line is full of joy, and Han Xian is full of hatred.

But no matter how anxious Han Xian is, the red line has gently put the phoenix crown on his head, and no matter how anxious Han Xian is, the red hijab has also covered the red line, and no matter how miserable Han Xian is, the red line has also been supported by the woman on the sedan chair.

The sound of celebratory suona was startled again, and the laughter that stirred the heart went deep into the heart of the red line.

Infatuated people are not fairies who are not stained with half a cent of dust in the Moon Palace, and the red thread of the white clothes is also destined to be troubled by a red mortal.

The red team left this paradise world with his hustle and bustle and Han Xian's sorrow.

Those frightened and running spirit cranes and small beasts raised their heads one after another, and watched the red one leave with a little reluctance, but there was indeed a bit of coldness among the many reluctances.

A cold smile floated on the face of the wolf: "Hehe, what an idiot, such a dog life is really worse than death, and now the opportunity has finally come." ”

Even if it escapes from Weishan, it will definitely not be able to fly out of this world, and it may become someone else's meal and belly.

The red color disappeared from his eyes for a long, long time, and Han Xian said softly, "She's gone." ”

Han Xian stood a little lonely in the wind, why couldn't he return to reality, there was no doubt that the dream was almost driving him crazy.

"What's that?" The expression was suddenly startled, and his eyes suddenly covered the sky with white clothes and black armor.

None of this needed to be explained, and he slowly appeared in front of him with his own initiative, the black and white color had not yet completely approached, and a series of figures appeared on the edge of Weishan.

And Han Xian's face was already full of anger, and the hatred in his heart was unintentionally attached, although he knew that He Qing would definitely lose the red line sister, but when he really appeared in front of him, he was still full of resentment, and his teeth were clucking: "He will definitely kill you with his own hands." ”

Undoubtedly, He Qing also appeared in that Dao figure.

A point of loneliness, a trace of melancholy to circulate on Heqing's face, and his heart must be full of sighs, at this moment, the words of the senior brother must be haunting his heart, but today he still hasn't left This is not Vanity Fair.

"Hexiangguo, please start, don't miss Your Majesty's auspicious time," a man in black with a grim face urged.

And a bearded man beside He Qing suddenly snorted coldly, and he was about to speak when he opened his mouth, but He Qing took the lead in speaking with a clean expression and said in a low voice: "Let's start." ”

The bearded man's gaze fell on Weishan, and he said in a low voice: "I'm afraid the big array set up by that strange woman won't be so easy to break." ”

Before the words fell, a sneer rose on the face of the man in black over there, and he said in a low voice: "Hehe, Brother Zuo, Your Majesty has already arranged everything." ”

"Wang~"

A dog barked prominently, which immediately affected everyone's expressions, and even provoked Han Xian's nerves, and his teeth were almost cracked: "It's hard to prevent thieves, and Sister Hongxian should have killed you with a knife that day." ”

But today's resentment really can't change anything, and the heavenly wolf, who has nothing to do all day long, has already explored the nodes of the Weishan Great Array thoroughly.

The door of Weishan was already wide open, and the man in black with the white clothes and black armor behind him, surrounded by a huge coffin, swaggered into the world of Weishan.

"Hey~"

He Qing sighed lightly, and finally walked into Weishan.

The dark fog gushed out with a bitter and mournful grief, and this place, which was not a paradise, had turned into a place where ghosts and wolves cried.

The white mist gently appeared in Han Xian's eyes, and he sighed softly in his heart: "I'm finally going to wake up." His eyes couldn't help but look at the black Weishan again, and a vague red rate of Weishan's black first broke into Han Xian's heart.

"Did she wake up?"

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