With the sound of a helicopter engine, Kunlun Mountain, which had been so quiet that only insects and birds chirped, was finally no longer calm.

The few people who stepped off the helicopter were Su Ling, Su Chen, Qin Mofeng and Bu Qingchen.

"Hehe, I can get to Kunlun Mountain so quickly this time, thank you Brother Su Chen and Brother Mo Feng!" Su Ling said with a smile.

You must know that they flew directly from country F to the Haishi airport, which is the closest to the Kunlun Mountains, by the Qin family's private plane, and then Su Chen used his military connections to get a helicopter to send the four of them directly to the hinterland of the Kunlun Mountains.

This saves them a lot of time.

But the helicopter had just flown away, and there was a sound of footsteps in the woods not far ahead, and the footsteps were very soft and rhythmic, sounding as if someone was stepping on the fallen leaves in the forest and walking towards them.

"Man or beast?" Qin Mofeng's eyes narrowed, and then a right hand had already touched his waist, and Su Chen, who was also standing beside Qin Mofeng, did the same action.

"It's human!" Bu Qingchen's voice sounded at this time.

Su Ling smiled slightly: "Well, it's still a man, it's obvious that he's coming for us!" ”

Hearing this, Qin Mofeng and Su Chen glanced at each other, and doubts appeared in their eyes, you must know that they came to Kunlun Mountain because of Su Ling's temporary intention, and it stands to reason that no one should know.

At this moment, a young man dressed in moon-white clothes walked out.

A short black and soft hair was lying on his head, a handsome face with a little pale that had not seen the sun for a long time, the man's eyebrows and eyes were extremely beautiful, a pair of ink-like eyes flashed with dazzling starlight, and the tail line at the corner of the eye dragged out a fresh ink line, and then tactfully fell on a little red mole.

The rosy lips were as gorgeous as the red flowers at his feet, and they seemed to be sparkling on them, coupled with the shallow smile that was outlined, gentle, self-contained and elegant, as if the feathers were falling, as if they had come from their previous lives.

I have to say that this is a beautiful face, with a kind of androgynous beauty, this beauty is like a fresh sunshine shining directly into people's hearts.

The man's figure is slightly thin, he walks quietly, his steps are very light on the fallen leaves, but it gives people the feeling that he is stepping on the clouds. I have to say that this man feels very clean, as if it were a clear sky after rain, as if it were the morning sun in autumn, as if it was the bright moon in the clouds.

Su Ling, Su Chen, Qin Mofeng, and Bu Qingchen flashed a touch of amazement on their faces at the same time, I have to say that this man is definitely worthy of the title of beautiful man, and for a while, Su Ling wanted to ask if the angel would have this man beautiful?

And as the man approached step by step, Su Ling's gaze was fixed on the center of his eyebrows, which was a little far away before, but now she could see clearly, there was actually a black moon at the center of the man's eyebrows.

Even Bu Qingchen's eyes without any focus were at the center of the man's eyebrows at this moment, and then there was a pale blankness in his eyes.

The man stopped five meters away from the four people, he blinked his eyes, but his gaze was only looking at Su Ling alone: "Hello Su Ling, I'm Xuanyuan Yeyue, I'm glad to finally wait for you!" ”

The night moon, the moon of the night, the night is for darkness, and the night moon should also be understood as the black moon.

Su Ling smiled slightly: "I'm Su Ling, are you waiting for me?" ”

"Yes, I went to the Qingling Club to look for you, at that time you went to the country of R, and I also found out that you would come to the Kunlun Secret Realm recently when I was astrology a few days ago, so I came here to wait for you." Xuanyuan Yeyue replied.

"What are you waiting for me to do?" Su Ling asked again.

"For the Xuanyuan clan!" The answer given by Xuanyuan Yeyue may not be the answer Su Ling wanted to hear, but Su Ling's face did not change in the slightest.

At this time, Su Chen and Qin Mofeng naturally couldn't speak, they also felt a little mysterious about Su Ling's sister, this sister seemed to be different from them, or different from all their family members and relatives, she was so different, she had too many secrets on her body, maybe she didn't say it, and some of them might not even Su Ling himself knew.

Therefore, neither the Su family nor the Qin family opened their mouths to ask.

Because as long as they know that Su Ling is their relatives and their family, it is enough.

Bu Qingchen's eyebrows frowned slightly, and the expression on his face gradually became natural, Xuanyuan Yeyue, is his surname in this life actually Xuanyuan, and darkness has appeared, so what about the holy light, will it be far away?

A gust of wind blew, and a blade of grass not far away trembled slightly, and the dew of the leaf rolled slightly, although it rolled to the edge of the blade of grass, but finally did not fall.

Su Ling looked at the man in white in front of him with a smile, and Xuanyuan Yeyue also looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with a calm face, pursed his lips gently, and he didn't say anything more.

"What kind of flowers are embroidered on your clothes?" Su Ling asked suddenly.

As if he didn't expect Su Ling to ask this question, Xuanyuan Yeyue was slightly stunned, and then lowered her eyebrows to look at a small flower embroidered with silver silk thread on her cuffs, which was shaped like an open palm.

"This is Mandala Hua!" Xuanyuan Yeyue replied.

"Oh, Mandala Hua." Su Ling's eyes flashed slightly, she didn't know why she just felt extremely familiar looking at this silver manzhu luohua, and some broken pictures kept beating in her mind, there were countless white mandala flowers in it, and there were also large and large red flowers that were very similar to it, what was that, what kind of flower was that?

Su Ling kept shouting in her heart, but at this moment, even if she wanted to break her head, she couldn't remember.

An unusually strong headache suddenly struck, Su Ling closed his eyes in some pain, the two eyebrows furrowed tightly, and his pretty face quickly turned pale at this moment.

"Xiao Ling!" Bu Qingchen's nervous voice sounded, and then he quickly took a diagonal step and hugged Su Ling's body when her body was a little shaky, and a low and warm voice came into Su Ling's ears at the same time: "The undead are on the road to heaven, and the undead will bloom with a mandala flower every step they take." ”

It's just that when his voice fell, Su Ling had completely lost consciousness, and she didn't know if she heard Bu Qingchen's last words.

Bu Qingchen's eyes without any focus flashed with anxiety and uneasiness, he could deeply feel that Su Ling was actually quite uneasy now, and his palm gently stroked the woman's black hair, but suddenly his heart ached as if it had been burned, and several of Su Ling's long hair had turned silver-white again.

"Hmm" Just when the silver thread on Su Ling's head was about to spread rapidly, Bu Qingchen suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, although he covered his lips with his hand in time, but there were still a few drops of blood dripping onto Su Ling's silver hair and Ruyu's face.

At this time, the silver thread on Su Ling's head stopped spreading, and then gradually changed back to its original black inch by inch.

The few drops of blood dripping on her face slid down her snow-white, smooth skin, and the blood that dripped on the grass and the blood that had dripped from the fingers of the previous step Qingchen merged into a strange red flower, which was as red as blood, blazing like poison.

Su Chen, Qin Mofeng's faces changed greatly, and they just wanted to step forward, but they were stopped by Xuanyuan Yeyue's outstretched palm.

Xuanyuan Yeyue's gaze stayed on the flowers painted by blood, he seemed to be a little unable to believe his eyes, his pupils contracted fiercely, and after a while, he slowly shifted his gaze to Bu Qingchen's pale face as white as paper, and that gaze was full of disbelief: "You, you, you ......"

There was trembling in his voice, mixed with all kinds of complicated feelings.

Bu Qingchen raised his head slowly, a pair of empty eyes looked at Xuanyuan Yeyue so calmly, and at this time, there was still a residual blood mark on the corner of his mouth: "Xuanyuan Yeyue, now that Xiao Ling has fainted, let's find a place for her to rest first." ”

Xuanyuan Yeyue took a deep breath, tried her best to calm her mind, and only after a moment did she speak: "Okay, those few come with me first!" ”

Bu Qingchen raised his sleeve to wipe the blood on Su Ling's face, he rejected Su Chen and Qin Mofeng's move to take over Su Ling, he picked up Su Ling's body and stood up.

Xuanyuan Yeyue's mouth let out a faint sigh: "Why are you so troubled, you still came to her side knowing that it was impossible, you have to know that it's okay if you don't come, if you come, it's still you who will end up in nothingness." ”

"Bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death. What joy is life, what is the pain of death, I just wish to forget my worries forever! "The sound of stepping clear dust is as light as the wind and moist as rain.

His voice Su Chen and Qin Mofeng didn't hear it, and Xuanyuan Yeyue sighed lightly again, but didn't say anything more.

It's just that a few men didn't notice it, but two strings of tears fell from the corners of Su Ling's eyes, sliding down with infinite sadness.

The blades of grass trembled slightly, and the dew that had rolled to the edge of the blades of grass finally fell to the ground reluctantly, and then disappeared.

If you look at the blade of grass now, no one will know that there was a drop of dew on it just before, and no one will know the reluctance of the dew in the bottom of their hearts.

I don't know what to do, go deep, the living can die, and the dead can live. Those who are born and cannot be resurrected, and those who die and cannot be resurrected are not lovely. The love in the dream, why not be true, how can there be few people in the dream in the world?