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"The moon is the moon, and the joys and sorrows are not human. The lonely flower is quiet in the spring night, and the horse and the gun are cold in summer. Twelve peerless attendants, unparalleled seven stars. Eternal ice and snow have become absolute love, and the eternal worry-free is the most affectionate...... Zisu's predecessors are really powerful, and the prophecy of nearly a thousand years ago has really come true...... Well, it must be someone from the land of the gods, and since my destiny has appeared, it is time for me to fulfill my mission......"

She suddenly raised her head, looking at the bright moon as white as a jade plate, in her eyes, a vague outline phantom seemed to slowly emerge, the phantom changed all the time, there was no fixed shape, everything was just an illusion in her heart.

"Destiny...... Where are you...... Is it a man, or a woman......" murmured softly in her heart, there was a hint of a smile in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously showed a thrilling smile, and a group of people who noticed it were a little stupid, it turned out that this mysterious girl who was already talented and beautiful laughed so moving.

Three days passed suddenly, the first two days Hua Mo, Hua Ling and others were still having a lot of fun, but the last day was absent-minded and full of melancholy no matter how they played.

When it really came to the time when the purple kite was going to leave with them, not to mention the flower foam, even the boys such as Hua Ling couldn't help crying, extremely reluctant, whether it was older or younger than the purple kite, everyone liked this polite and gentle and talented girl, all the Hua family and this girl after a few years of contact with the girl were sincerely treated as family, as sisters and sisters. Even in the hearts of Hua Ling and others, the status of Purple Kite in their hearts is even higher than that of his own sister Hua Mo and his own brother Hua Jiuge.

Some of them wanted to walk with the Purple Kite, partly because of the Purple Kite, but also because they also wanted to see the outside world that they had been yearning for.

However, this matter does not need to be touched by the purple kite at all, and the elders of the Hua family will not agree to this matter.

In the mood of sadness and reluctance, a group of people sent hundreds of miles, only to finally stop, reluctantly looking at the back of the girl's departure, the purple kite did not look back, she wanted to see these people like relatives for the last time, but after all, she is only a girl who is only nineteen and twenty, she knows her identity and mission, she is afraid that she will look back more, there will be more hesitation and stumbling, even so, it is better to be chic, there will be a fate in the future, and there will be a day when we meet again.

Two days later, on a dangerous peak tens of thousands of miles away from the swan song city, a stunning girl stood proudly on the peak, the cold wind was blowing, the three thousand green silk were like the bright willows on the riverside, soft and cheerful rippling, and the purple star long skirt was also raised behind it, elegant as a fairy.

The wind did not blow her eyes narrow, the charming and deep eyes like the turning of the galaxy were still calmly open, no matter how fast the wind was, the galaxy was as calm as ever, and could not set off the slightest wave.

Suddenly, her eyes suddenly lit up, and those deep and charming eyes suddenly seemed to be transformed into a real starry sky, blooming with mysterious brilliance.

Her gaze seemed to fall into a void like a daze, but what was different from ordinary people was that others became empty, but a galaxy appeared directly in her eyes.

As the galaxy turns, a pair of jade hands quietly stretch out from the silky wide skirt sleeves, fluttering in the air like a dance, the technique is full of a wonderful beauty, and at the same time seems to contain many mysteries.

The movement of the jade hand flying faster and faster, the galaxy in her eyes became brighter and brighter, more and more real, and gradually, her hands turned into a string of afterimages, and the sky was full of hand shadows, and it was impossible to penetrate the trajectory of those hands and the real body.

In the mid-air in front of him, a cluster of holy and mysterious purple halos appeared, and looking at its source, it was the galaxy eyes that had no idea when they glowed with a faint purple halo.

I don't know how long it took, the purple halo became brighter and brighter, and the range expanded more than ten times, in this range, as if there was some mysterious fluctuation circulating, making the purple halo brilliance full of a kind of mysterious temperament of the Heavenly Dao.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine......"

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the "Water Tune Song Head" she had just heard a few days ago, although she had only heard it once, and although it was the first time she had read it aloud, every word, every line of poetry, coming out of her mouth, was as beautiful and graceful as the sound of heaven.

“…… I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. Purple galaxy, seeking! ”

As the last word came out, her right hand stabbed out, and a green jade finger pointed obliquely into the sky, just facing the gorgeous light curtain.

With this finger piercing, the purple light curtain in mid-air suddenly trembled slightly, and then a blurry picture appeared.

Even if someone was here, they would definitely not notice that at this time, there were invisible and colorless fluctuations circulating between the white jade fingers of the purple kite.

The picture gradually began to change, and the blurred picture gradually became clearer, and after a while, it was faintly visible, which seemed to be in a restaurant, three young women sitting around a table and laughing and talking.

The purple kite's stars and eyes were watching the movements of the characters in the light curtain carefully, but when she saw that the stars in her eyes suddenly brightened, a beautiful and pleasant female voice came out of the light curtain.

After listening to it for only five seconds, she shook her head slightly in her heart, it turned out that the three of them were just talking about "Water Tune Song Head" during the meal, and she was not interested in the three people's praise and praise of "Water Tune Song Head", because she couldn't maintain this state for too long, and the three of them were obviously not the characters she was looking for.

Xinghe accelerated slightly, only to see that the picture changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it became another picture.

After listening to it for a second or two, she shook her head again in her heart, and continued to switch pictures without any waves.

Of course, she knew how difficult it was to find someone in the middle of nowhere, and despite the little information about that person, it was not easy to find the person she was looking for with just one poem. Of course, this is still for her, and for others, this matter is even more fantastic.

She kept switching the picture, from the first two or three seconds, to the back, it almost became an instantaneous switch, and before she even had time to present the picture, she had already started the next switch.

At such a fast speed, whether she can see it clearly or not, only she knows it in her own heart.

Under such circumstances, it took nearly two minutes for her eyes to light up slightly, and the picture in the light curtain was instantly locked and stopped beating.

But seeing a middle-aged man in the picture, although time is ruthless, he still can't hide the handsome bearing on his face, and the outfit he is wearing looks a little strange, and the purple kite must have never seen such an outfit.

The middle-aged man's state at the moment did not look abnormal, his face was slightly red, his eyes were half-narrowed, and his body was lightly floating, obviously a little drunk.

Purple Kite watched quietly, because she felt that this should probably be the person she was looking for.

I saw a drunk middle-aged man suddenly look up at the bright moon, the bright moon was shining, and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, a real full moon.

Purple Kite is slightly happy in her heart, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it seems that this is the author of "Water Tune Song Head".

Sure enough, melancholy and longing appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and it didn't take long for him to find a pen and paper out of nowhere.

"Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking and drunk. I wrote this article and conceived a child by ......"

The beginning is not familiar with the "When is the bright moon?" Ask the wine to Qingtian", but as this sentence appeared immediately behind, she suddenly understood that this poem was written because the middle-aged man missed a person named Ziyou.

But just as the man had finished writing the first half of the sentence, her eyes suddenly widened and she remembered something.