Two flowers bloomed, each with a branch, but said that the sad white head, after leaving Kyoto, the heart was entangled in love and hate, and his thoughts were chaotic to the point of no return, unconsciously drifting with the wind, wandering around in despair, and the ghost made the gods send him, and came to the place where he met Mo Li again;

Along the way, the past drips welled up with tears, Mo Li's chic and frivolous, Mo Tong's simplicity and simplicity, two completely different faces, entangled with each other in their minds, sometimes overlapping, sometimes distinct, one became blood-devouring and hideous, and the other became flesh and blood;

"Whew!"

A gust of mountain wind blew, rolled up the pink skirt, and the white head that wept gloomily, like flowers swaying in the cold wind, sprinkled with crystal dewdrops;

"Tick! Tick!"

The drizzle suddenly drifted, as if the sky was weeping, as if all things were dying;

"At least, and you! I just don't know, are you okay now? It's time to leave the red dust but leave endless sorrow in vain, it's time to go back, I miss the original time, maybe, I shouldn't have left you, let alone provoke this red dust! goodbye!

Returning to the original point again, it was like yesterday's sadness, which evoked the sad memory in Bai Shou's heart, remembered the purpose of coming here, thought of the reincarnation of her relatives, and thought of the hollow willow that grew up with her, suppressing the endless sourness, hunger and desolation in her heart, and urging the demonic power to fly into the distance;

"If life is only as it was first seen, why bother to gather and scatter! How desolate is the red dust! Buried next to the willows!"

In the wind and rain, the soft murmur, sad and sad, after drifting for a while, dissipated in the empty mountains, becoming a gloomy sound, pink demonic power, wrapped in a peerless figure, soaring clouds and mist, turned into a cloud, disappeared in the mountains and forests;

I don't know the years in the mountains, I don't count the years in the cave, the hollow willow is in this heaven and earth formation, while practicing hard, while contemplating the mystery of the formation, occasionally thinking about the figure of the little fox, worrying and lamenting alone, if it wasn't for the opportunity to transform at the beginning, why be trapped here;

"I'm back! are you alright?"

As soon as the pleasant sound came, it sounded like a silver bell, like an early bird singing, as if the flowing water in the mountains was flowing, and a pink figure passed through the formation and appeared next to the hollow willow, like a dream, but between the beautiful eyebrows, there was a trace of inexplicable melancholy;

On the thick trunk of the hollow willow, there was a flashing blue-green brilliance, and after a period of distortion, according to the beautiful face of the white head, an old face full of wrinkles was conjured, which was the veins of the bark, and the white head flower branches trembled, and the green jade pointed at the hollow willow, covering his mouth and chuckling;

"I, you?"

The stammering voice, sounding dullly, imitated Bai Shou's tone, making Bai Shou's smile freeze on his face, gradually dissipating, and his eyes fell into contemplation, as if time and space were out of order, and he remembered the scene of the first encounter again, and his heart involuntarily ached to the point of sullenness;

"Shall I come?"

The low and vicissitudes of voice interrupted Bai Shou's thoughts, pulled her mind back to reality, listening to the clumsy imitation of the hollow willow, Bai Shou laughed dumbly, shook his head suddenly, shook off the chaotic thoughts, stepped forward with a forced smile, and waved his hand to make a divine thought;

Pink demonic power, wrapped in a divine thought, which contains part of Bai Shou's memory, knowledge about the human language, in the hollow willow did not resist, smoothly integrated into the trunk, the turquoise light lit up again, the branches and leaves rattled, swaying in the wind;

"Humans, demons, gods, ghosts, you, where are you, where are you?"

With the voice of the hollow willow, it sounded low again, and the blue-green brilliance disappeared, obviously digested and absorbed by the hollow willow, and the clumsy language, full of curiosity, asked with curiosity, that appearance was more than the original white head, and it was as good as hunger;

"You're so stupid! Let's take your time! I'm tired! I'll rest for a while! In the future, I will always stay here with you, and now, between this vast world, you are my only relative, and when I wake up, I will teach you to compose poetry, it's very fun! Hehe..."

Bai Shou opened his hands, hugged the thick trunk of the hollow willow, patted it lightly twice, stroked it gently, whispered softly, and said sad words, which attracted the hollow willow with strong cultivation and keen thoughts, the branches danced wildly, entangled with each other, and condensed into a tree net;

"You're not happy? Also, you're hurt! Rest for a while, I'll help you!"

was infected by the sadness of the white head, infected by the hollow willow, although ignorant and a little unclear, but still as at the beginning, with branches condensed into a net, for the white head to rest, and a few branches flew out of the air, like the palm of the hand, gently caressing the white head, comforting her;

"Well, you're still the best for me! It feels good to be home!"

Bai Shou narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, everything seemed to be back to the beginning, she seemed to be still the ignorant little fox who had never been involved in the world, and the hollow willow beside her was still so warm, making her feel very safe and carefree, but unfortunately, she couldn't deceive herself;

Let go of the hollow willow, the white head turned over lightly, lay on the tree net with congealed branches, shrunk lazily, found a comfortable position, beautiful and moving eyes, slowly closed, chaotic thoughts, forcibly suppressed by her, deep tiredness welled up in my heart, and I fell asleep;

"Whoosh!"

The branches of the hollow willow are windless and automatic, flowing with blue-green brilliance, along the mysterious and mysterious trajectory, condensed into a tree net again, and the two tree nets merge up and down, enveloping the pink bewitching body in it, turning into a blue-green light cocoon, treating the injuries of the white head in it;

"Hmm!"

Faintly, through the blue-green light, you can see that Bai Shou turned over comfortably, let out a comfortable moan, on the curvy delicate body, with the penetration of blue-green brilliance, a burst of black-red light mist slowly evaporated, was extracted by the dazzling light, and dissipated into nothingness;

"The language of the Terrans is really wonderful! Just like this Heaven and Earth Formation, you need to understand it well, maybe I can take this opportunity to understand the mystical method, get rid of the body of the tree, and transform into a form, so that I can accompany the little fox and go to the world of the Terran to play!

The hollow willow branches are swaying, and the whole body exudes a hazy blue-green light, while continuing to comprehend the mysteries of the formation, while taking the opportunity to understand the mystery of the human language, under the confirmation of the two phases, they blend with each other, and a natural qi that hooks the heavens and the earth is naturally born, surging like a tide. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ