071 Old Feelings Can Be Remembered
monjun0808:52:50cst2015
I saw Jiang Li sitting firmly in the middle of the lobby with the god cat in his arms, and a ten-year-old child stood in front of him with his head bowed, and a red-clothed maid stood beside him. The demon concubine led the three-year-old child to the side.
"Master Jiang, Leng Er is also a child, how do you know that this cat is from the Protoss?" The Demon Concubine pleaded, "Besides, there is no real hatred between children. No, isn't Nian'er unharmed? β
As she spoke, she secretly pushed the three-year-old child next to her. The child obediently whispered: "Uncle Jiang, Leng'er has never scared me. Cats are cute, I ...... Like...... Target. His last words were so subtle that they could barely be pronounced.
The smoke is displeased, it is clearly against the will, how can Li'er also be a mother, how can she teach her children like this?
Jiang Liyan said: "Even if it's an ordinary black cat, can't it be so cruel?" Hongyu, once you find him, you should treat him well. The little master cut his skin and bleed, just to intimidate the second little master, such an unkind thing, you didn't stop it or report it? β
"I, can't find the Demon Emperor?" The maidservant Hong Xuan whispered a defense.
"Humph!" Jiang Li sneered, "It's not the first time you've borrowed the Lord to make trouble. After speaking, he glanced at the demon concubine.
Li'er immediately bowed her head and didn't dare to say more.
"Last time, Hongyu misled into the valley of no return, who begged you for love?" Jiang Li's face showed anger and said fiercely, "Now that Nameless is just injured and hasn't woken up, you dare to do such nonsense?" Mercy, don't forget your fox demon family under the Nine Springs. Nameless is ruthless enough to do this. β
Li'er couldn't help but shudder. Luoyan struggled to recall where the "Valley of No Return" was? Why is it misleading? Words such as "beyond the Seven Realms" flashed through my mind, but I couldn't connect them.
Jiang Li got up, looked at the three-year-old child and said, "Nian'er, come with Uncle Jiang." β
Nian'er hurriedly ran over and grabbed Jiang Li's hand, as if she had found a support. Jiang Li walked in front of Li'er and stopped for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "There is no name to ruin the world for Nian'er, don't gamble on his patience with yourself." β
Li'er suddenly laughed wildly: "One light feather, one Nian'er, if he has the ability, he will kill me and Leng Er." β
"You can try!" Jiang Li waved his hand lightly, and the two black-clothed men guarding the door immediately stepped forward and grabbed Leng Er and Hong Yu.
Li'er's face turned pale, and she grabbed Jiang Li's sleeve and said eagerly: "How are you going to punish them?" β
"Naturally, according to the demon precepts. He suffers the same pain as he suffers from others. Placed in Hongyu, first taken into custody and disposed of anonymously. β
"Leng'er should also be dealt with namelessly!" Li'er stopped Jiang Li and shouted, that is the criminal law of cutting skin and bloodletting, how can she bear it?
Jiang Li looked at her coldly and replied, "Do you really want to wait for Nameless to deal with it?" Then wait for his body to be collected. β
"Kill if you want to! I'm not afraid! Leng Er, who had been silent, suddenly shouted, "From childhood to adulthood, he has only been good to Nian'er!" I don't grow up, I don't want a mother! β
"Who said I don't have a mother!" Nian'er suddenly rushed over, and her little foot kicked at Leng Er.
Leng Er was naturally not to be outdone, her eyes were red, and she struggled to fight back. If the black-clothed men hadn't stopped him in time, he was afraid that he would have strangled this three-year-old Nian'er. The smoke suddenly felt a headache, and those old memories were flooding back. Before Jiang Li left the house, she jumped down the pavilion and escaped from the dispute.
The sky is getting brighter, and the dead branches and snow insist on surviving this winter. The smoke stood against the dead tree, looking at Jiang Li who was walking in the distance and the small figure beside him.
"I've been waiting." Jiang Li deliberately lowered his voice. He held the god cat in one hand and Xiao Nian in the other, and stopped in front of her.
"You knew I was here?" Luo Yan was not surprised.
Jiang Li said softly: "I will introduce you to a little friend, Xiao Nian, a nameless son." β
Falling smoke squatted down unconsciously. At this time, she saw Xiao Nian's appearance clearly, her face was flushed, her long eyelashes were slightly flashing, and she was very similar to Nameless, and she would definitely be handsome in the future.
"He-"
She wanted to ask Li'er if she didn't seem to like it very much, but Jiang Li grabbed the topic and said calmly: "Nameless has woken up, I was about to take Xiao Nian over, do you want to come along?" β
"I, I'm just here to get the cat." She hurriedly hugged the cat and turned to leave.
I only heard Jiang Li's voice coming from behind him: "Xiao Nian was born a thousand years ago, and her biological mother made a wish: she hopes to keep him three years old, and when his father escapes from the Divine City, they can watch him grow up together and share the joy of family." β
Falling Smoke suddenly weakened his feet and fell into the snow. She gritted her teeth and stumbled out of the backyard, forgetting how to turn on the Protoss aura. Xianyu Mountain Wen Old Town, the "Feather Falling Mortal" cloth shop...... She fled to a corner, her hands trembling and holding the child's belly pocket, her fingertips accidentally touched the two unfamiliar embroidered two feather bells and the words "fairy feather Xiao Nian", her heart felt stinging, as if she had been pricked by an embroidery needle a few times.
The girl pulled her hair, and embroidered carefully under the immortal pearl. Acupuncture ten fingers, each time connected to the heart. Newborn child sleeping soundly in one bassinet...... If the girl is not her, who is it? That picture was once so warm, why is it so scary now?
The more she tried to escape, the more she couldn't escape, her head ached sharply, her heart was tight and she couldn't breathe, her tears had already frozen her cheeks, and the wounds froze. She wanted to give herself a sweet dream and escape the pain for the time being, but the dream could not take shape. There was a sudden darkness in front of her, and she fell asleep in such pain that she fell asleep.
The cat in his arms moved his body slightly, and his eyes trembled slightly without opening.
It was a long dream.
Luo Yan has been standing in front of the bed, staring at the three-year-old child sleeping quietly and soundly like a baby. The crimson face was full of pleasure, as if immersed in a sweet dream. She couldn't help but touch that little face. He suddenly opened his eyes and cried out in confusion: "Mother! β
She was so frightened that she hurriedly withdrew her hand and fled from the dream, only to wake up in terror.
This is a dream that Nameless weaves for her, but it is not a dream, and her heart has never been so clear.
"Light Feather, you...... Can you imagine...... Our children? Nameless looked at her with pity, but he didn't dare to touch her lightly.
"Can you let me be quiet?" She prayed.
Nameless got up and quietly left. The despair and depth in his eyes were fixed in her mind, and they could not be passed away for a hundred years. It turned out that she swore to be a god, just to destroy the seal of the god and save him from the magic city. After cultivating the gods for a hundred years, she couldn't solve the pain, and every now and then, she could only jump into the lake to hold her breath and forget the dust to relieve her heartache. And that time she passed by the lake for the first time, and saw the woman who threw herself into the lake, but she was just a phantom of her own hundred throws into the lake.
If she could be reincarnated, she would definitely drink the Meng Po soup without hesitation and forget the past. It's a pity that she has become a god and is destined to live forever, and she is not even qualified for reincarnation.
The cliff looks at the small house, and she and the cats are speechless. It wasn't until the morning glow dyed the sky red that they left the Demon Valley. Nameless keeps his promise, no longer reluctant to block.
The road back to Xianyu Mountain winds and circles. Luoyan wanted to move forward, but his steps hesitated. Now that she remembered that she had so many entanglements with the Demon Clan, how did she face the Protoss? Or, Divine Monarch Hengtian?
Unexpectedly, she met Ruobing halfway through the fairy mountain. She wore a white dress and a purple sword, floating above the dust. The skin is fair and translucent, there is no demonic energy on the body, and she is a living fairy, just like she was a mortal back then. Master can indeed reinvent a miracle.
"Master wants to see you. Wen Lao Town, drunk back to the building. Ruobing got straight to the point, and then added coldly: "It is said that that is your favorite restaurant?" He remembered it well. β
Falling smoke didn't know how to answer. Ruobing only sees what he doesn't have, but forgets what he has. Doesn't she always do that?
She is no stranger to Wen Lao Town, and she is a frequent place to go when she is drunk. Muhiko waited on the second floor. Although it was a busy time, there were countless empty seats around Muhiko. Maybe he is too dazzling, imposing, and far away.
When she saw Master, she had a thousand words in her heart, but she couldn't say anything. He still looked calm, his long flowing hair scattered between the collar of his white thick coat. She carefully put Qinglanyu in his hand, it was Master's favorite, and she wanted to return it.
Wuyan grabbed her thin finger with his backhand and said softly: "When you were a light feather, we often came here, and it should have been thousands of years ago. β
Her body trembled obviously, and under the whirlwind of Wuyan's breath, unfamiliar images appeared in her mind one after another. It turned out that when she was three years old, the master picked her up by the smoke and secluded lake, but not 500 years ago, but 3,000 years ago...... Wuyan has three meals a day carefully conditioned, and when she grows to the age of seven, she will no longer grow, and she has been with Wuyan for 2,000 years like a child......
And how many memories can be recalled about getting along day and night in the past two thousand years? How heavy is the affection?
"Masterβ" She looked at her with tears in her eyes, and quickly withdrew her hand while she took advantage of Wuyan's pity.
A friendly smile appeared on his face, and he said indifferently: "Don't you want to remember?" β
"I ...... I'm happy now. She looked down and whispered in response. If you are not happy, how can you escape his eyes?
"That's it!" He got up and said with a smile, "If you don't want to solve it, I won't force it." Said a warm light in the palm of her hand, not allowing her to hide from the center of her eyebrows.
When she came back to her senses, the warmth on her forehead was still there, but her memory became strange, and her world no longer had Ye Wen and Nine Heartstrings, she only remembered-
Valley of the Demons, feast.
She sat alone on the branches, drinking and eating chicken legs and watching songs and dances, when suddenly a gust of wind blew off the beauty into the arms of the nameless, and then the physical and mental injuries of the night in the dormitory. Master left no name for her love and hurt......
Looking at the backs of Master and Ruobing drifting apart, she sat down on the ground. Master is hiding too deeply, has she ever really understood him?
Back to the light feather residence in Xianyu Mountain, it is already winter snow covering plum blossoms. It turned out that she had lived here with her master Wuyan for more than 2,000 years. Master has a hand in folk cooking, and she never gets tired of it...... Thousands of years ago, why did Master leave Xianyu Mountain? Why should you let her grow to be seventeen? Let her enter the city of God and meet Nameless? β¦β¦
She pondered and pushed the door in, but unexpectedly saw Shenjun Hengtian. He was lying on his side on the bed, his face tired, his eyes closed. I don't know when to come? How long have you been lying like this?
She immediately stopped, stood still by the door, and looked at the beautiful shadow like this. Shenjun Hengtian has always been unique in her heart. He must have been so tired that he was lying down in such a good clothes, and she didn't want to disturb his dreams. But he woke up when he heard the sound and said softly, "You're finally back." β
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