Jiang Ying looked at the field in front of her that was silent, stretched out her finger and gently poked the nearest seed nest, and muttered. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What do you need to do to sprout......

The night was already heavily covered, and the stars of the heavens drew one brilliant trace after another on the canopy. The disciple's room, which was still a little noisy during the day, was now quiet, and only the occasional unknown little insects were squatting in their ears.

She let out a long sigh and tightened her hands clenched in her arms. The disciple clothes issued by the Shadow Gate were naturally very good, but in the foggy and cold night, it still made her feel a little cold.

Since coming into this world, she has been trying her best to control herself from remembering her old life. The more I think about it, the more sad I feel about my current life. She knew that she would have to face it alone in the days to come, and she also knew that the entrance test and Nanxue's matter were just a small beginning of all the difficulties she would face in the future.

There are a lot of pictures flashing in front of her eyes, the parents who walked in front of her and waved at her in the sunset, the dead friends who pestered her to tell her jokes when she was lying on the bed with a mask, and Granny Jiang who was reluctant to let her go but still smiled and said to her "Do what you want to do" after coming to this world......

Just like Fuyao said, it would not be a good thing if I could follow Granny Jiang to live a dull life like this. But she knew that even if she paralyzed herself with warmth, it was not her world.

However, although she understands the truth, she still feels a little lonely.

If you think about it again, it will inevitably be another sad spring. Jiang Ying shook his head and stood up, stomped lightly on his feet, which had become a little stiff because he had been sitting for too long, stared at the acres and thirds of land in front of him, and began to wonder how to communicate with the seeds.

"Since you don't want to talk to me, let me sing you a song?"

No response.

"Then I'll sing."

Still no response.

No matter how ugly it sounds, it won't sing all the seeds to death, right? She cleared her throat and sang softly.

"The moon rises nine peaks, the clouds rise in the empty mountain, there used to be a dragon, and the secluded abyss is now ......"

Although the sound was not loud, it was still heard far away in the silent night.

This song also has a very poignant story. In order to protect the witch, the dragon was killed, and the sad witch sat on the top of the cliff when she was married to the dragon and sang this ballad.

Jiang Ying didn't know why she remembered this song, and sang it smoothly and naturally without any hesitation.

"The deed is still in my ears, and there is no trace of Lonely. The dragon sings in the four wilderness, and the spiritual song penetrates the nine heavens......"

Since going to college, Jiang Ying seems to have never danced again. Every day is a very monotonous dormitory-cafeteria-library, and when she is impatient, she occasionally remembers how she danced in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in a dance costume.

She closed her eyes and stood on tiptoe, her arms making a gentle arc in the air.

"It's hard to keep thinking, so why not keep remembering dreams? Away from the illusion with a mirage, is the remnant soul safe today? ”

Fuyao felt like he had a long dream. In this long dream, everything went back to the beginning.

He seemed to see the slender figure again.

While dancing lightly in the shade that she had held up for her, she sang old songs. Hao's wrist is light, and the red silk seems to have a spiritual entanglement on it; The jade sleeves are windy, and the singing voice is cold and lingering in the ears. He seemed to see the man looking back and smiling at him, and he smiled softly.

Since his body was destroyed, Yao Ji brought him back to the demon world to soak in the spring water of her natal life, and it has been more than ten thousand years. The time he fell asleep was too long, and the time he was awake was too short, and in this moment of trance, he didn't know whether it was a dream or reality.

"The blood contract is forever cursed, and it is forgotten from the beginning. Reincarnation is in the past, and it is not searching. ”

No, it's not a dream.

As his perception became clearer and clearer, he could hear the voice that woke him up from his slumber, it was indeed not the song she had sung at the beginning, but the feelings conveyed in the lyrics also made him feel a slight shock in his heart.

Fuyao remembered the monstrous fire that seemed to burn everything out that day, and remembered the resolute and indifferent eyes of those people. It is clear that he is the master of all this, why can he only watch his siblings separate and fall in front of his eyes like this?

A majestic wave of vitality interrupted his thoughts. After taking a closer look, I saw that in the field beside Jiang Ying, the neat little white buds were arching out of the land at a speed visible to the naked eye, rapidly spreading their leaves and growing strongly.

And Jiang Ying is still dancing with her eyes closed.

She couldn't see it, her entire body was covered with a tiny pale green mist, slowly spreading out as she stretched and leaped. Leaving her side, the light and mist quickly became lighter, and it was difficult for the naked eye to catch it. However, even in the already very thin light mist, the white jade kale in the ground still grew and grew at an alarming rate.

"Don't stop dancing, don't open your eyes, don't ask why. Go on. ”

After a song, Jiang Ying was about to stop, but the sound of Fuyao suddenly sounded in her mind. She was instinctively shocked, Fuyao didn't return to the demon world? However, she didn't ask, since Fuyao didn't let her stop, there must be a reason for him.

“…… Of course I didn't go back to the demon realm, I just slept for a while. Are you as untrustworthy as you mortals? There was a hint of displeasure in his voice. However, after only a few breaths, his voice began to sound again. "Stop, someone's approaching."

Jiang Ying quickly stopped and opened her eyes. The next moment, she was stunned by what she saw.

Before a cup of tea, the field was black and empty, and every empty nest seemed to laugh at her incompetence. But now, white plants as tall as her thighs covered her small fields, gently swaying with the cool wind of the night, emitting a faint and warm white light. Clusters of small vine-like inflorescences hang down, blooming with white flowers the size of soybeans.

The aroma was obviously very clear, but it made her feel a strong smell that was completely enveloped.

"Oh my God! Come and see! That ugly monster Jiang Ying's white jade kale actually bloomed! ”

I don't know who leaned on her fence and exclaimed, and the silent night of the disciple's room was broken in an instant. More and more people gathered around her fence, pointing at her as she stood on the edge of the ridge. Jiang Ying didn't smell it, and her eyes were full of this beautiful plant in full bloom.

The green mist that had wrapped around her had long since disappeared, and she looked down to see that in the nearest place to her, there was a white jade kale that grew the most strong, and compared to the other plants, it was two palms taller, and the flower strings were the most beautiful. She crouched down and stretched out her hand, gently touching the string of white jade kale flowers.

"Wow...... Hee-hee~"

She was startled. Seems to hear the laughter of a child? However, when I listened carefully, I was gone. Did I hear it wrong? She shook her head, ready to stand up, but the light child's voice rang in her ears again.

"Touch ......"

The wind had clearly stopped, but the hanging flower strings gently touched Jiang Ying's fingers before she had time to retract as if they were being blown away, like a child begging for candy from her parents.

"Touch it!"

Jiang Ying was stupid. She was finally sure that it was the kale that was talking to her and asking her to touch it. Did she plant a kale essence plant?

"You can touch it, but it is only opened by the pure wood aura that you first communicated with heaven and earth. In a sense, you're its mother. Fuyao's lazy voice sounded cold again.

"That'...... Touch ......? Jiang Ying swallowed her saliva and stretched out her hand to caress the string of flowers that had been dangling.

"Hee-hee!"

The kale seemed to be even happier, and the tips of the whole plant were tilting towards Jiang Ying, and the young leaves were gently sweeping her cheeks.