In the end, I still didn't go to Ximing Youhai because there was no need for it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The moment Bai Nian arrived at the Ximing Hidden Sea, he had already turned into a pile of silver sand.

The bright red wedding dress fell on the golden carriage, and it was poignant.

She used her resolute actions to tell her determination not to give in.

The Nine Heavens and the Ximing Sea have been at loggerheads ever since.

Under heavy worry, he was seriously ill and bedridden. One should hand over the matter to the Queen of Heaven and the Crown Prince Xihuang to deal with.

In that year, the rebellion in Hades was purged, and after 400 years of frequent wars, Hades decided to reopen the Buddha's birthday to celebrate the end of this era of blood and war.

The fireworks of the Buddha's birthday were in full bloom for three days.

On the last night of the Buddha's birthday, I put on my cloak, flew up to the highest snowy peak in the underworld, and quietly watched the fireworks all night.

I was naturally cold, but that time, I decided not to ignore it.

I remembered that many years ago, Bai Nian once said that after the schoolwork in the Bafang Academy was over, he must go to the Buddha's birthday and stand at the highest place in the underworld to watch the fireworks.

I said, the highest place in Hades is the snowy peak that never sleeps, and that place is cold, so don't go.

Bai Nian said, what are you afraid of in the cold, when the time comes, we will bring some wine, and then kill a wild beast and put it on the fire, no matter how cold the place is, it can be warmed up.

Feng Jiu glanced at Bai Nian and said idly, I didn't expect you to be such a delicate woman, and you also have such a heroic side in your heart.

Bai Nian blushed and stopped talking.

I kicked Feng Jiuyi in vain, don't come if you don't like it, I'll go with you.

Bai Nian glanced up at me, and stopped talking.

Feng Jiu dusted off the non-existent ash on his body, and said, such a good idea, how can you not count me as one?

I squeezed my eyes at Bai Nian, and her face turned even redder.

No one expected that that promise would never be fulfilled again.

The Bafang School Palace is gone, Bai Nian is dead, Feng Jiu is now under heavy burden, and he has no intention of playing.

When it comes to the long-awaited Buddha's birthday, everything is already human.

I didn't set up a fire, I didn't hunt wild beasts, I just quietly watched the night sky that was constantly full of fireworks.

Lonely overnight.

Before I knew it, a pair of cold eyes looked at me for a long time in the dark shadow of the snow peak.

On the day of my 1,500th birthday, in order to make me happy, Feng Jiu held a coming-of-age birthday banquet for me as discussed by my father and mother in the past.

Everything came as I had imagined and longed for, but I no longer had the same excitement as I had at the beginning. But I was still smiling, smiling happily and happily.

Feng Jiu said: "Little sister, you are so good-looking today. ”

If my father and mother met, I would be very happy.

His subtext didn't come out, but I understood what the unfinished sentence was.

On such a momentous day in my life, my father and mother were gone. He did his best to make everything the same as before, and he would not bring up the painful elements in vain.

We laughed at each other, with an astringent bitterness in our hearts.

It wasn't until the banquet was over and I was alone that I dared to shed tears.

The drunken flowers that were hidden in the jar were drunk by me.

That's what I bothered to collect when Feng Jiu returned triumphantly.

Just to make that promise come true after all the hardships.

Unfortunately, it is no longer needed.

After drinking a whole jar of drunken flowers, I was already drunk and unconscious.

He pinched a trick and staggered out.

While Feng Jiu was out fighting, I finally learned to control the clouds and fire.

Those places that were once timid, frightened, and unsmooth were like being guided by a big hand one by one in countless sleepless nights.

The aura flowed unexpectedly smoothly, without any sense of condensation.

It's as if the confinement that has been in place has been suddenly broken by something.

I think of Penglai Island, those classes that slept down.

The ethereal restraints, but everyone can't feel them. Alone in the face of his own powerlessness, trying to break free.

That mysterious feeling is slowly decreasing as the days go by.

If I am not mistaken, the shackles in my body were untied one by one in the meditation and persistence of copying books day by day.

Finally, after this earth-shattering change, in the face of internal and external troubles, we broke through the last line of defense.

All the way to the gallop, the cold wind continued to blow down from the peak.

Finely shredded snowflakes fell little by little from the dark night, and not far away, there was a glimmering island floating in the air, which was always bright and never night.

"What a firework, father, mother, in vain, have you seen it?"

After saying that, I stumbled and fell down.

When I woke up, I found myself in a simple igloo.

When I walked out, a dark shadow was holding a sword flower and flickering in the falling snow.

I didn't dare to disturb him and stopped.

Who knows, the man waved his hand back in an extremely chic manner, splitting the wind and snow in the sky into a safe world without snow and wind.

The dark clothes fell lightly in the Enron world, and then what fell into the eyes were the black hair and the deep eyes that were as cold as cold stars.

His face was all covered in a silver mask, and his whole person exuded a terrifying aura.

"Thank you for bringing me back. ”

There was no answer.

"There was a lot of disturbance last night, please ask the fairy friend number, and I will definitely report back in the future. ”

There was no answer.

"Excuse me, leave me at that. ”

I walked forward, and my brain, which had been hangover last night, ached again.

One carelessly, stepping on the ruggedness covered by the snow, one foot sank down, and he was about to fall.

Chang Ye's brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out the sword in his hand and lifted it up, and the stumbling figure finally straightened up.

The long night stood motionless again, as if the person who had just shot was not himself.

Once I had stood still, I thanked him again.

The masked man turned around impatiently, and then walked past me without squinting.

"It's a person who can't speak—"

I looked at the man's distant shadow and muttered to myself.

Although the voice is small, it can't hide the long night of deafness and sight. Hearing this, he paused in his footsteps, and there were rare mood swings.

"The Long Night—"

The crisp voice and the howling wind reached my ears, and I mistook it for my own delusion.

This, is his name?

"Long night?"

I shouted.

But the man kept walking.

"Oh, what a hallucination, I thought he was talking, he couldn't speak!"

I muttered to myself in frustration and prepared to turn around and descend the mountain.

When I heard it for a long time, I almost slammed the left foot that I had just raised, and almost stepped on my right foot.

"Huh, stopped, did you hear me call him? Try again-"

I pretended to be puzzled, cleared my throat, and shouted again, "Long night?"

Changye was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know how to react, but he heard the little girl in red muttering behind him again.