Chapter 499: Lilies
Everything will come to an end after all.
It was as if everything was about to start all over again......
The sun and the moon rotate, shuttling non-stop;
The stars are dotted and the moon rises tomorrow.
The night breeze is blowing, and the trees are gusting.
The calm night quietly descended here.
With a low groan, like a sleeping baby, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed something?
It was warm skin, a place of stability, right beside her, solid and unremitting.
The corners of her mouth seemed to be a little relieved in a dream, and there was a faint smile.
In the night, under the starlight, a light breeze blows quietly.
Her hair was a little messy, and there were a few strands of black hair that shook gently in the night breeze and landed on her jade-like cheeks.
She frowned slightly, with a childlike innocent expression, such a messy beauty, as if it was in peace, slowly seeping into the depths of her soul.
Jun Wenxin silently stared at the sleeping face, and she was right next to him, as if she had always been so close.
She slept quietly, breathing in the fresh air of the southern Xinjiang night, the wind blowing, her chest slowly rising and falling, and the corners of her mouth smiling slightly.
He suddenly looked up, and the bright moon was moving up to the middle sky, emitting a soft and warm light, shining on the world.
The moonlight was like water, and it was sprinkled on them.
Clothes are like snow, people are like jade!
This is a cliff on the peak of a hundred thousand mountains, lonely hanging out of the peak of a zhang or so, because it is far away from the Jiaohei Mountain Peak where the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave is located, so the huge volcanic eruption caused by the collapse of the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave has little impact here, only some flames and a little lava mixed with the rubble that fell during the fire and rain ignited a few fires, but they all quickly subsided.
And on the high cliff, you can still vaguely see where the madness was, but only countless ashes remained.
The two people in the desperate situation that day, after being rescued by the psychic artifact Xuanhuo Jian with the Xuanhuo Spirit Cover, because they were too exhausted, they soon both fainted, and when Jun Wenxin woke up again, he had already found himself and Lu Xueqi on top of this cliff.
After the hustle and bustle, it was such a calm and cool night.
Suddenly, there was a soft cry from beside him, and he turned his head to look, and the beautiful woman in her sleep slowly opened her eyes after a faint smile.
The clear, gentle, eyes that reflected his figure...
Suddenly, it was as if the heavens and the earth were still, and in the depths of his soul, somewhere quietly burst out!
Then, after staring deeply, she smiled slightly, as if with a faint sense of shyness.
That smile is like a beautiful lily in the middle of the night and in the dark!
For a long time, but it seems to be a short moment, and the time has become meaningless, who cares?
Jun Wenxin also smiled, smiled gently, and that smile seemed to be the boy back then.
She stretched out her hand and tried to hold his hand and not let go, but found that the hands of the two people had already been held together and had never been separated.
A faint flush flashed across her face, and she sat up slowly.
The clothes slipped off quietly, and it was Jun Wenxin's coat that covered her body, she glanced at Jun Wenxin, but she didn't say anything, just the corners of her mouth, and the quiet smile seemed to be thick again.
The night breeze blows gently, as if a gentle hand sweeps over you, and in the distance, the trees in the woods on the mountain peaks echo leisurely in the night.
Lu Xueqi glanced around, not far from them, on the edge of the cliff, Lu Xueqi's Tianya Divine Sword was inserted upside down in the rock, with a radius like autumn water, standing in the night wind, and next to Tianya, Jun Wenxin's Zhu Xian was also quietly inserted on the ground at this moment.
The two magic weapons, at this moment, seem to be so quiet, who knows, what kind of past they have?
The two turned their heads and looked at each other.
Jun Wenxin hesitated slightly, and said: "Qi'er, I have absorbed the soul and soul that originally belonged to me, and obtained the memory left by the beast god, it turns out that I am the same as Baguio, I am four souls and eight souls... And this Shenzhou continent is just a corner of the vast universe, just like the earth I came from, but none of this matters for the time being... Tomorrow, I should be looking for the resurrection ......."
Suddenly, he didn't say any more, because at this time, a white soft palm gently covered his mouth.
He fell silent for a moment, and his body seemed to tremble slightly.
The night breeze blew faintly, ruffling her hair.
Her eyes, in such a night, seemed to be a little blurry.
However, the smile on the corner of his mouth has never been lost.
Lu Xueqi just smiled and stared at him deeply, the man she had haunted countless times in her dreams, and after a long time, she said softly and in a low voice: "Don't worry about tomorrow, okay?"
The moonlight is like ice and snow, falling into the world.
Jun Wenxin looked at her in a daze, at her peerless face and gentle smile, at the understanding and faint worry behind that smile.
The night breeze was still blowing, her hair was draped over her shoulders, fluttering gently, and there was a faint fragrance, wafting in the wind.
Her figure is so thin at the moment, but such a beauty seems to have never erased the countless vicissitudes of life in the world.
Forget about tomorrow...
Okay?
Bright moon, stars.
The night is dark.
He quietly took her hand and held it in the palm of his hand.
Under the endless sky, who cares about the tiny happiness in this world?
The thin body seems to tremble gently in the night wind, and the feelings that throb secretly seem to have wandered for thousands of years in the long river of time.
Is there anyone smiling in the sky?
Is it joy, is it pain?
No matter what, what tomorrow is, what tomorrow will be, why care?
Embrace it!
Take you, gently embrace, in my arms......
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A few days later.
Jun Wenxin was dressed in a golden robe and stood on the top of the mountain.
After Lu Xueqi returned to the division first, he came to Qilitong in southern Xinjiang again.
After the beast demon catastrophe, the people of all ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang rebuilt their homes without words, although this is the place where the most victims are suffered, but the world is so big, no one seems to remember this place, anyway, the wasteland of southern Xinjiang is not in the eyes of the rich people of Middle Earth.
In Qilitong, where the Miao people live, the scars brought by the beast demons can still be seen everywhere, but on top of the ruins, many brand new houses have been built.
At the mountainside of the back mountain of Qilitong, at the entrance of the mysterious altar, there are still many priests coming and going, and at this moment of ruin, the protection of the ancestors is particularly important for the Miao people.
Miao people sunrise, sunset and rest, the days pass day by day, seeing the sun set in the west on this day, night falls, many Miao people have returned to their homes, relaxed their tired bodies, after dinner, in the starlight sprinkled by many stars in the night sky, gradually fell asleep.
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