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Thousand Feather Crane coughed up a patch of black blood.

Aster was the first to react and hurriedly asked, "Are you still holding on?" ”

Thousand Feather Crane shook his head.

With a grin, he took out an inconspicuous pill from his trouser pocket and threw it to Qianyu Crane, "It's too good for Laojun's medicine, it's cheap for you." ”

Qianyu Crane took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp, and after taking the medicine, he drank the sweet spring water like a dry heart, his face moistened a lot, and he was instantly energetic.

"Jianghu emergency, let's go!"

"Wait, leave a letter for Jiangzi, in case she comes back and sees the words we left, she will know where we went."

Half an hour later, Jiang Zi successfully arrived at No. 7 Suzaku Street.

Although the door was open, Jiang Zi knew that they had set up an enchantment around the old house, and ordinary people could not pass through the invisible enchantment.

Why is the door open, but they are nowhere to be seen?

It must have been in a hurry, rushing elsewhere.

Purple broke the barrier and picked up the suitcase, which was heavy and full of large and small specialties. She was ready to bribe their mouths with delicious food so that she could escape the moment of being scolded. After all, her own non-farewell deeply hurt the friendship between them, and she wanted to obtain their understanding and forgiveness.

Over the years, when she is away from home, she has become accustomed to the identity of a mortal, and her every move is no different from that of ordinary people.

Unconsciously, it is contaminated with human habits, and it is full of femininity in its gestures.

As soon as she entered, she was greeted by pink and purple balloons flying in the sky, as well as streamers fluttering everywhere.

It can be seen that they have just left.

She was shocked when she saw the big letters on the pink balloon.

Each balloon has a word written on it, combined into one sentence: Taihe Illusion, Save Ming Song.

Jiang Zi was dazzled by the pink balloons, and with a little finger, a glimmer of light flashed, and those balloons running around were like obedient and good children, bowing down to Jiang Zi. One by one, the balloons deflated and flew back into the bags.

Jiang Zi decided to do a big cleaning, but the house was so messy that there was no place to stay.

She cleared out a place to put her suitcase, then went to the storage room to get a broom and a dustpan, and began to sweep.

It wasn't until sunset that Jiang Zi stopped what she was doing and went out to throw bags of garbage into the garbage bin.

Out of the corner of his eye, a dark shadow swept in, and when he looked closely, there was nothing.

Jiang Zi suspected that she had seen it wrong.

She turned around and returned home, just busy with housework, but did not feel lonely, but now quiet, but a little lonely.

A sense of powerlessness made her sit on the floor along the wall, outside the window, the lights were on, the city gradually became charming, and the lights flickered and flickered, becoming the sign of the night.

Jiang Zi hugged her head and cried, if she hadn't made a big mistake at the beginning, she wouldn't have been able to sleep today.

Hedges, hedges, where are you!

You know I miss you.

The night also has the benefit of the night, she can cry unscrupulously at night, and she can also slowly recall her original self, the absurd past, like a brand deeply into her heart.

Five hundred years ago, she was a revered locust tree in the court.

Under her thick foliage, a group of ministers often sit around, discussing the affairs of the family and the country.

However, she lacked interest in politics, and whenever they had a good conversation, she fell into a state of lethargy.

Jiang Zi was extremely helpless, and wanted to get rid of these uninteresting guys, but she couldn't.

There is an archmage in the palace, and if she makes trouble in the palace, the archmage will kill her.

Her cultivation was far inferior to that of the Archmage.

What's more, she is a dryad, a little demon who can't transform into a human form.

In March, the warbler is long, and the green dyes the country. The breath of spring is coming, and the spring is full of spring. Light, magnolia blossoms, and it's spring again.

Just as she wanted to take a nap and take a nap, a deep voice came from above, "You dryad, you will enjoy it, and sleep lazily when you meet the sun." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Zi shook her head, thinking that the archmage had come to trouble her, and when she saw that it was an old fairy, she breathed a sigh of relief, "My roots are here, I watch the sunrise and sunset every day, there is nothing else to do, I don't know what else I can do except sleep to pass the time." ”

"Don't you want to be human?"

Without waiting for Jiang Zi to answer, the old fairy cast a spell slightly, and a delicate girl stood upright, and he gave her a good skin.

Jiang Zi was stunned, she saw a long black shadow in the sun, as well as long hair flying in the wind and a green Luo skirt on her body.

Jiang Zi got carried away with joy and pulled the old fairy to dance.

The old fairy took her out of the palace, and it was her original form that remained in place.

Jiang Zi followed the old fairy to wander around for three hundred years, and she saw the prosperity of the world and the warmth and coldness of the world.

Suddenly, she was a little tired and said to the old fairy that she wanted to go back and have a look.

After bidding farewell to the old fairy, she returned to the palace.

It's just that she forgot that mortals don't live as long as they do.

The dynasty has changed, the emperor has changed one after another, and the person who sits on the country is no longer the person she is familiar with.

However, what made her happiest was that the archmage died, and he was replaced by his disciples and grandchildren to guard the palace.

She returned to the palace to see her original body and found that it was growing very well, which showed that the people in the palace took good care of it.

The palace was full of fresh faces, and the sudden increase in distance made her feel depressed, and she stayed in the palace for three days, which was very boring, and found that it was better to wander outside. On the same day, she decided to leave.

Jiang Zi rushed to the old fairy's nest on a sunny afternoon, but the old fairy who greeted her was obviously preoccupied, and his deep and sharp gaze penetrated the clouds, as if he wanted to see through the sky.

Jiang Zi asked curiously, "Master, why are you so sad?" ”

The old fairy touched Jiang Zi's head lovingly and said, "Jiang Zi, I want to go on a long trip for my teacher." ”

Jiang Zi had never heard the old fairy speak to her in such a tone, and she was stunned for a moment when she was stunned, "Is it far away?" ”

"It's far away, I don't know if I can come back."

"Since the future is dangerous, why not avoid it."

The old fairy smiled, and his eyes as deep as a gloomy tan did not see a ripple, "Silly boy, I want to go through the tribulation, and it is difficult to be a coward." ”

The old fairy left, and before parting, he said that if he didn't come back in three years, she wouldn't have to wait for him anymore, everything was fate.

The meaning of the old immortal, Jiang Zi understood, the number of lives he said was wiped out with a tragedy.

Sitting and watching the clouds rise, Jiang Zi survived for three years, she waited and waited, but she never saw the old fairy return.

She can't wait for her master.

When the master goes, he will never return.

Jiang Zi cried bitterly at the sunset, her eyes were full of sun, and she no longer made fun of her as a crybaby old fairy. (To be continued.) )