Qingtian's gaze would not be to look at the water phoenix, it could only be her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's her again!Xianchen looked at Luo Biyou with hatred, but saw that Luo Biyou was actually looking at him and crying.

It's ironic, the last time she watched him smile and snatch the long ion away from him, this time she disturbed Optimus's heart with a few tears.

When he saw Qingtian standing on the top of the clouds overlooking the realm of returning to the ruins three times in a row, Xianchen knew that the person who said that he would accompany him for the rest of his life would also carry him away.

The empty Youlan Hall made Xianchen feel suffocated, and he didn't want to stay in the imperial township anymore. Whether it is against the rules and precepts of heaven or being stripped of one's divine status, there is nothing more terrible than falling into loneliness again. He's going back to the valley and going back to continue making his bluegrass.

If you say hate, Xianchen doesn't hate anyone, he only hates himself, and hates that he promised to return to the emperor's hometown with his father. If he refuses at the beginning, even if he suffers thousands of years of loneliness alone in the valley, it is better than having it and then losing it.

The place where Xianchen was born is now the sea of valley flowers. The valley is no longer a valley, and nothing will ever go back to the way it used to be.

Xianchen lay floating in mid-air, letting tears slide out of his eyes. Answer, didn't Chang Ion already tell him the moment Yuntou abandoned him. It's his own persistence, it's his own that he can't let go.

But is it really just his own obsession? Xianchen turned his head to look at the drunken butterfly flower tied with a red ribbon, which had broken off when the long ion first appeared here. If Chang Ion didn't have him in his heart, how could he explain the panicked heartbeat? Was it just because he was mistaken for him? What about later? What about the aftermath of Chang Ion's stupid gaze every time he drank tea? Is it all just his hallucination?

Changion must have him in his heart, even if he had already made a choice between him and her.

"What about you?Qingtian, is it worth it?" Xianchen stroked the Xuan Sword in his arms, "I can't feel her affection for you, she only feels guilty about you." Is it really worth it to give everything for her, to be ruined for her, but only to have a void?"

A gust of wind blew, and snowflakes fluttered in the sky. Xianchen looked at the clouds that were low in the air and raised his hand, his fingertips crossed the air, and the enchantment that shrouded the sea of flowers at the bottom of the valley completely cracked, and the drunken butterfly flowers withered and withered in an instant, and the snowflakes fell down one after another. The Xuan Xuan Sword in his arms suddenly shook uneasily, Xian Chen wanted to hold it tightly but had no strength, and watched the Xuan Xuan Sword break free from his arms, and when the Xuan Xuan Sword disappeared at the top of the valley, Xian Chen lowered his hand and slowly closed his eyes. He was so tired that he wanted to sleep.

"If you want to bring the ink splashing gentleman for Mo Yuan, come to the main hall tonight. Luo Bi woke up from her bed with a sudden start. Looking around, the room was empty. "What time is it?" Luo Biyou hurriedly got out of bed, hurriedly put on her shoes and socks, took a random piece of clothing and rushed out of the door.

It was silvery white outside, and the snow was very thick, but Luo Bi couldn't manage it that much, she had to rush to the main hall.

"If you can't get here on time, I can't hand over the ink-throwing gentleman to you. ”

No, she has to bring the ink-splashing gentleman back to Mo Yuan.

Lobi staggered through the snow and almost fell to the ground several times. Her shoes and socks were soaked with snow, and her clothes were soaked with sweat and frost, and Luo Biyu didn't care about it, she just ran desperately, and she only thought about it.

I don't know how long I ran in the snow, but Luo Bi realized that he didn't know where the main hall was.

"By the way, ask for directions, they must know. Luo Biyou looked around, and there was a temple behind him that was lit up.

Luo Biyu raised his foot and tried to turn around, but his shoes and socks sank into the snowdrift, and only his bare feet were pulled out. Luo Biyu was angry and anxious, stepping barefoot in the snowdrift to pull out her shoes and socks, but no matter how much effort she used, the shoes and socks did not move. The strength was exhausted, and as soon as his hand slipped, Luo Biyou's whole body fell into the snowdrift. Turning his head to look at the temple behind him, the candle flame in the temple was gone.

"Hey, wait, don't go. Luo Biyu rolled over and got up, stopped his shoes and socks, and staggered towards the temple barefoot. However, when she arrived at the place, the two female disciples of the Qinglun Sect had disappeared into the night, and Luo Biyu chased after her for a while, completely disoriented.

"Where is the main hall, where is the main hall?" Luo Bi wept anxiously.

"Sister Ziyun, Brother Zhuyun, come and help me!" Luo Bi cried out in a lost voice. She was so anxious. Zhuge Qingyun said that if Zi Shi couldn't catch up in front of the main hall, they would just say that they would break the sky, and he would not give them the ink-splashing gentleman.

"Help me, tell me where the main hall is, tell me where the main hall is!" Luo Biyu shouted into the night, but the only thing that answered her was the whirring wind in her ears.

Luo Biyou looked up at the dark night, gritted her teeth and wiped the tears from her face. You can, you can. Close your eyes and take a deep breath, the cold wind beats your ears from behind, and it hurts.

Wind, windy. Luo Biyu opened his eyes suddenly. She remembered that the temple of the Qinglun faction was built between the two mountains, and the direction in which the wind could blow into the mountain was only north and south, and the main hall sat in the north and faced south, and the other halls were built behind the main hall, and the more you went to the back hall, the more sparse the temple became.

I know, I know!" Luo Biyu turned to look behind him. Just now she ran all the way, and the hall in the direction behind her was the most compact, and the main hall must be in that direction.

His hands were frozen, his feet were frozen, and there was no hot place on his body, but Luo Biyu's heart was hot. She saw the main hall, it was still a little bit away, and she could.

The steps under his feet became slower and slower, and his legs lost sensation, and Luo Biyou felt that he had taken a step, but in fact he was still in place. The main hall was right in front of her, and she could see the candles inside.

Most of the "Immortal ......" body froze, and Luo Bi wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound. There was too much cold wind poured in along the way, and Luo Biyou only felt a strong iron smell in her throat, and she wanted to vomit, so uncomfortable.

"No, I can't call the ...... of the immortals"

"You're late. The door of the main hall opened, and Zhuge Qingyun walked out of it by candlelight.

"But...... Not ......"

"When I said it, you were an hour late. Zhuge Qingyun said coldly, but it was difficult to hide pity in his eyes.

"Senior Zhuge , you can't ...... like this" Luo Biyou's last strength was also exhausted, and he fell into the snow.

"Please go back. Zhuge Qingyun turned around resolutely.

"Senior Zhuge , you can't do this, the gentleman who splashes ink is related to the beings of the Three Realms, you can't ......be like this" Running all the way, the mist in her eyes made her eyelashes frost and snow, blocking most of Luo Biyou's vision, she now fell to the ground, thinking that the door of the main hall was closed, and struggled to climb up the stone steps. (To be continued.) )