September 6, 1010 in the solar calendar

Far north, the holy land of falling snow, Meishan

The name of the everyday, as always, is the beginning of the morning, following the same scene as in memory, and the same path as yesterday's, it seems that the original appearance of this world is like this......

Day in and day out, nothing can change.

It is precisely because of his weakness and powerlessness that he is powerless.

No, it is precisely because this world is supposed to be like this, and no one can sit on happiness. People are always faced with all kinds of painful choices, and all kinds of people are born.

I was clearly so happy, and I was so happy. However, why is it so lonely at this moment, this loneliness and unwillingness, this desire seems to turn into a fierce wolf, angrily biting his heart.

Today, what occupies my heart at every moment is still faded memories. Distinct memories have become fragments, clear scenes with them are also blurred, and clear things done together only remember the outline.

But why......

So hot.

Whenever I thought that the Holy Son, who had no cultivation, was still wandering in a corner of the world at this moment, my heart couldn't help but feel a pang of pain, and tears blurred my eyes, and I couldn't control myself.

There are many unchangeable status quos in this world, and people must accept them calmly in humiliation and remorse. But even so, he is not willing to give in, he is not willing to give in. If you want to make yourself and Aoi happy, this emotion is especially strong and can't be suppressed. Not selfishness, but monotonous and pure desire.

I want to go back to the past with the Son again, I want to play in the mountains with the Son again, I want to have a warm bed with the Son again, I want to see the snowy night with the Son, and I want to embrace the Son warmly again......

However, that transparent and clear Aoi, who will pay me back......

The loneliness that came to my heart was so real, like a sword piercing my heart, I couldn't breathe in pain, I didn't understand, since God made me happy, why, why did he send me into the abyss again, in this case, why did I have happiness in the first place, experienced such happiness, experienced that dream-like, beautiful days. How can it, how can it ......

Life is better than death.

There is no doubt that there is something far more excessive in this world than death. If you have given me a big dream, why not let me sleep in my dream. Why, what comes to mind is a fragmented past.

"Aoi ......"

"I ...... It's already so famous, why hasn't the Son come looking for me......"

"The Son has clearly said that as long as I call the Son, the Son will definitely appear in front of me......"

"Holy Son...... I miss you so much. ”

"Aoi...... Why did you abandon me......"

"We are one, aren't we ......"

"Why, Leave It ...... Myself"

The birds in the forest are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the blue sky is clear, the mist in the bushes is shrouded, the abundant and pure aura seems to be condensed into substance, and the moist fragrant aroma can be felt when breathing and breathing.

The hare crossed, and the swallows swept by.

The woman named Jiang Zixi was like petrified, as if she hadn't noticed it, and she was stunned on the spot. The woman's beautiful eyes were lowered, containing a dreamy luster like stars, but they were extremely sad, as if she had died.

The woman is really like a fairy, cold and dusty, not touching the dust. The most beautiful of it is the smooth silk-like green silk, which is the purest color, the general color of winter snow.

The woman's face is like a peach blossom, pure and flawless. Blooming with holy brilliance, the skin is better than snow, condensing with a crystal and dreamy luster, the beauty is like jade, like the fragrance of plum in midwinter.

"In the snow, I heard that Senior Sister Jiang was like frost and snow, and when I saw it today, Senior Sister Jiang was even better than the Heavenly Immortal. ”

Xue Tianci stood in the forest, he was an overly rich and handsome young man, and at this moment he was facing the gentle light of noon, which not only added a bit of heroism, but also set off it more extraordinary, like a celestial.

There is no one else on the forest path, only a few fallen leaves, silently telling that after the end of summer, the short autumn in the far north seems to have no early autumn, and it is directly a sharp thickening.

Jiang Zixi's dull gaze did not fluctuate, like a dying person, indifferent to everything that was about to happen around him, immersed in the fantasies of the past alone......

Xue Tianci smiled, just as an ordinary disciple who was immersed in happiness for a while by his own abrupt words, his brain was stunned, and he couldn't think seriously. For such a scene, Xue Tianci has seen it no less than ten times. Just as a normal performance, so, just wait patiently, just wait for a while, and then talk to him.

So, Xue Tianci spoke again.

"Senior Sister Jiang, I am here for nothing else, I just heard that Senior Sister Jiang has encountered a demon in her heart recently, although she wants to come from heaven, it is not a big problem. ”

"But the things of the demons in the heart are the most taboo and devoted to penance. The so-called demons are all fear. To deal with these things that are fabricated out of thin air, we must observe and ask, that is, to observe the world and ask the mind, and all the phenomena of the world exist in the heart. The heart of the junior sister is the leader!"

"Can you accompany the godsend and walk in this forest?"

Xue Tianci showed a charming smile, which is irresistible to any woman, the charm from the depths of the soul. Xue Tianci has this self-confidence, and there are countless women who love him. The reason for this is this nobility that comes from the soul.

The woman was still sluggish, and her eyes were as beautiful as the blue waters of the lake. The holy fairy posture makes it impossible to give birth to evil desires.

Jiang Zixi turned a deaf ear to the words from Xue Tianci, and was still immersed in his own world.

Xue Tianci smiled slightly, since the first time he saw her, when he saw Jiang Zixi, he secretly swore that she, Jiang Zixi, would be his own forbidden body, and others would not be allowed to touch her.

is not only her holy face and delicate body, but her coldness and indifference, and her otherworldly temperament, as if it were a bright moon in the nine heavens, shining on all things. I can't help myself.

It was a few days ago, when she was tranquil and gentle, even if she won the crown of the falling snow festival, she didn't smile at all, as if it should have been, that tranquility and gentleness were innate.

"Senior Sister Jiang doesn't know, now that Senior Sister Jiang has won the crown of the Falling Snow Festival, she has become the Holy Maiden of the Falling Snow Holy Land...... It's not impossible. ”

Jiang Zixi was only slightly shorter than Xue Tianci, not only his eyes were dull, but even his delicate body seemed to fall into a dead silence, not moving.

To Xue Tianci's surprise, the Holy Son frowned, and Jiang Zixi's attitude of ignoring it made the Holy Son very unhappy, so he spoke strongly.

"Anyway, God-given is also a holy son, and it's always a little rude to ignore it!"

"Holy Son, Holy Son......"

Hearing the word Holy Son, the sluggish Jiang Zixi came back to his senses as if a robot had turned on the brakes, and muttered with his lips open and closed.

"You lie to me, you lie to me, you, not the Son, you are not the Son...... No...... You. ”

The face as holy as a fairy was first surprised, and then it was a deep despair of loss, and the delicate body that trembled slightly was extremely pitiful.

Xue Tianci's good-looking brows furrowed even more, hearing Jiang Zixi's words, he was already angry in his heart, no matter how he said it, the Falling Snow Holy Land was also one of the top holy places in the Seventy-four Heavenly Blessed Lands in the extreme north, and it was also one of the top holy places in the entire world. He is also a well-known young talent in the extreme north, down to a three-year-old child, up to the dying person, who has not heard of his prestige.

"Senior Sister Jiang, in the snow, it is the Holy Son of the Falling Snow Holy Land, this is common sense. ”

Xue Tianci repeated it again.

Jiang Zixi's face was full of tears, and her frost and snow-like holy hair was particularly dreamy.

Xue Tianci couldn't help but look stupid.

Jiang Zixi turned around and left.

The golden brilliance is too gorgeous, and the fragrance of plums lingering here in the middle of winter, Xue Tianci's eyes are condensed, and it is obviously imperative to it. After all, in the Falling Snow Holy Land, as long as it is what he wants, there is nothing that he can't get.

"I heard that the Holy Son showed his love to Jiang Zixi?"

"Could it be that Jiang Zixi is really going to marry the Holy Son?"

"If you talk about appearance and figure, I'm afraid even Master Lin can't compare with Jiang Zixi......"

"I heard that the Son has already told the Lord. ”

At this moment, Jiang Zixi, who was lost and depressed, was walking in the deserted forest, perhaps because he was thinking too much, Jiang Zixi always felt that today's daylight was surprisingly soft, and it was a little different from yesterday. Even the clear sky was clearer than the other day, and the grass and trees were bathed in golden light and swayed slightly, as if they were cheering for something.

The woman apparently didn't care about the situation around her, but gradually, she became sluggish again, and she was deeply immersed in distant memories. In this way, the woman can enjoy a moment of warmth. It was a dreamlike day when her past with him was sealed.

Huang Yekui snuggled under the green willows in the sky, his godless eyes drooped slightly, and complex emotions such as sadness, powerlessness, and regret could be seen in his eyes, intertwined with each other, and it was obvious that the young man's heart was not calm.

Jiang Zixi was just walking, at a slow pace. Gently stepping on the tender green grass, under the glorious light of noon, the woman gently twitched her crystal nose, as if breathing in this natural fragrance of the syrup.

Then, Jiang Zixi's dull beautiful eyes suddenly bloomed with golden light, dazzling like the starlight of the Nine Heavens, with a crystal luster meandering in it, and for a time it was brighter than heaven and earth.

Immediately, there was a crystal dew sliding down, the familiar smell that depended on each other day and night, Jiang Zixi was clear, deeply engraved in his heart, how could he forget, the woman could no longer suppress it, and the next moment, it appeared out of thin air in front of the willow tree.

The breeze is coming, and the willows are still there.

The boy leaning under the willow tree is so sad and desperate, I don't know how many years of vicissitudes have passed, and the world has changed. Arouse pity. The long green silk hair that used to flow is no longer there, and it has been replaced by a hairstyle common to ordinary disciples, which is something that he has never seen, like abyss-like godless eyes.

After all, the young man is not in high spirits, just like an old man in his twilight years......

At this moment, Jiang Zixi was already in tears, and his heart was like a knife.

“...... Sunflower. ”