One

Legend has it that the mandala is a cursed flower of death that grows in untouched places, and no one who finds the mandala can leave unharmed.

That year, all the mandala flowers in the valley bloomed overnight, and the black oppression suffocated the intruder's breath.

The strong, pungent smell of blood soon filled the valley, and the spectacle of a thousand flowers in full bloom made a group of people lose their minds, and they slaughtered wildly, raising their swords and cheering, applauding the breaking of the mysterious curse......

The black mandala was unmoved by the bloody storm, and laughed proudly in the weeping wind, as if to mock the people who defied the curse......

Under the dead silence after the blood rain, a middle-aged man in white clothes and a young man in white clothes descended in the valley, followed the bloodstains, stepped on the corpses all the way, and found the dead beautiful woman in the center of the black mandala in full bloom. The young man in white was shocked by her shocking beauty, and that face was even more beautiful than the legend, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for her lost years, and he turned his head to look at the man in white.

The man in white suddenly stopped three feet away from her, and then he didn't want to come closer, and looked at her expressionlessly for a long time, and only stepped forward after being reminded by the young man. He picked her up, carefully raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of her mouth, and hesitated to close her wide bright eyes.

The young man in white was surprised to find something clear in the man's eyes, he had been with him since he was very young, and he had never seen him cry. He thought that he must have known her, and that he had probably fallen in love with this beautiful woman who he shouldn't have liked, but fortunately, she was dead.

The man in white stood up with the woman's body in his arms, and wanted to leave with the young man, when he suddenly heard the sound of flowers and trees shaking not far away, followed by a series of subtle trembling cries. The boy also heard it, he quickly drew his saber and pointed it at the source of the sound, the blade swept, and the towering mandala stems in the distance broke off from it, and the black flowers fell to the ground.

The hand of the young man in white holding the sword relaxed, and the sword fell to the ground. He saw the girl crying on the ground. The girl was not looking at him, her eyes stared straight at the man in white who was holding the beautiful woman behind him, and tears of blood kept crying from her angry eyes.

"Master, there's a girl here!" After he finished speaking, he found that the man in white had already walked over with the woman in his arms and looked at the girl. The girl picked up the mandala next to her and threw it at the man, but the man did not resist with his true qi, and met the mandala flying towards the door in front of him.

The boy saw that tears continued to flow from her eyes. "Master, her eyes are bleeding."

The man knew it wasn't blood, it was just color, the same as the eye of the man in his arms. He instructed the young man in a light tone: "Shang Yu, take her." ”

The young man who was called Shang Yu obediently walked over to hold her hand, she refused to live or die, staring at the back of the man in white with indignant eyes, and spat on the young man who forcibly held her.

That girl was the ten-year-old Sikong Yan, and the beautiful woman who died was her mother, the valley lord of the Mandala Valley, Sikong Jiangyue.

Two

In the memory of Sikong Yan, the mandala valley has always been very mysterious, and the valley is full of mandala flowers that do not wither all year round, and it has spread to the mouth of the valley. She didn't know how they were planted, when they were planted, or what they were planted for. Miraculously, the mandala flower also changes color. She asked her, and she always said that she couldn't sue her first.

The people in the valley are also very mysterious, she greets them, they never pay attention to her, Sikong Jiangyue's answer is: "They are all dead." ”

"What about us?"

Sikong Jiangyue smiled: "Of course we are alive. ”

There are more and more people in the Mandala Valley, and she can often find some new faces. Because of her isolation, she didn't know the difference between the dead and the living. I always feel that they are no different from them, they just don't like to talk.

Having grown up in the valley carefree for ten years, she had seen a mandala in seven colors: purple, green, gold, white, red, pink and blue, but she had never seen a black one.

That night, all the mandala flowers in the valley turned black, and she ran to tell her mother excitedly, but she didn't have a trace of joy, she touched her head and told her: "Yan'er, do you know why the mandala flowers turn black?" It is because the catastrophe of death is coming, and from then on, there will be no other colors of mandala in the Mandala Valley. I don't want you to continue to take responsibility, you must live happily, someone will come to you tomorrow. She kissed her on the forehead and shed bloody tears with her, after which she did not wake up.

When she opened her eyes again, she found corpses everywhere, and saw the man in white holding her mother's corpse, and the young man in white.

"Black Mandala" - Snow Stepping Feihong

Ten

Su Yue, the young master of Su Poison, and the demon girl of the Demon Valley appeared in Jiuyin Mountain, where all the major sects gathered, and the blood was washed on the spot, the corpses were all over the place, and the blood flowed like a river.

At that time, people said that the demon girl was miserable, and even the baby who had just completed the moon did not let go.

Shang Yu was dying, looking at her in panic, she was no longer the frost of the past, she no longer needed the protection of a man, let alone his protection, it looked so strange, as if they had never known each other. He couldn't help but think of the first time he saw her, and she was crying in the flowers of the mandala

He said to her: "Shuangchi, I like you, but your father is my enemy, I can't help but kill him, and I don't like Lin Shuangyin, because I killed my uncle, I owe her something to her, so I will marry her." ”

She smiled mercilessly, and a black mandala popped out of her fingertips, sealing his throat.

Lin Shuangyin rushed over to kill her, but she pulled her hair and ridiculed: "Listen, are you worth it?" You married the man who killed your mother and bore him children! ”

Lin Shuangyin laughed like crazy: "You can't let go of the revenge of killing your father, but I can, so you are far less loving than me, and you just wanted to rob my beloved things before." After she finished speaking, she strangled her infant daughter to death and bit her tongue to kill herself.

After the massacre of Jiuyin Mountain, the demon girl disappeared for no reason, and the young master Su Yue also did not know her whereabouts. Su Yue was forced to the precipice.

Su Yue, who was wearing a mask, was seriously injured and trapped on the cliff, and someone scolded: "Bewitched by the demon girl, helping to abuse!" Not killing this person today is not enough to avenge our blood and hatred, and it is not enough to relieve the hatred in our hearts! ”

Su Yue just laughed wildly.

"What are you waiting for, kill him!"

"Send him to the Netherworld to meet the demon girl!"

In the face of everyone's encirclement and suppression, Su Yue raised his head abruptly, struggled to get up, and retreated to the cliff step by step. Su Yuegang jumped down without hesitation, but the long-awaited demon girl suddenly appeared and grabbed Su Yue's hand.

Everyone shouted: "The demon girl has appeared!" ”

"Catch her!"

"Why come back to save me, let go, run away! Run! Su Yue said with difficulty.

She grabbed Su Yue's arm tightly and also turned over and jumped down.

Su Yue exclaimed, and the people on the cliff were shouting for joy.

She stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around Su Yue and fell with him.

"Didn't you run away from marriage? How did you come back again? ”

"I'm tired of the hustle and bustle outside, and I don't want to play with them anymore." She didn't say anything more, and she pressed harder to hold him in her hands. His expression suddenly became solemn.

He knew they were dying, but he was content and felt sorry for her. At the same time, he was puzzled, so he asked reluctantly: "Then why are you willing to die with me?" ”

She looked at his hideous mask, shed blood-colored tears, and took off his mask with one free hand, focusing on his brows and eyes for the first time.

She smiled and said, "Because you have always loved me." ”

Su Yue rubbed her into his arms excitedly and said to her, "Ah Yan, in fact, I liked you earlier than Shang Yu. ”

"When I was five years old, I went with my father to the Mandala Valley, I was outside the valley, you were in the valley, and there were red mandalas blooming among us, and it was beautiful, but it also had an unsatisfactory name, called the other side flower. I had a bad feeling that I would never be able to watch you from the other side......"