Speaking in an unfamiliar tone that he had never used before, Sakura remembered the look of intoxication on her face when she listened to him sing that night, and he couldn't think of any way to ease her pain at this moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

While controlling the output of mana, Sakura looked at the green and sang, "The breeze blows and blows off the fragrance of rain flowers." Drunken mandarin tent, who is young and frivolous. You are holding a sword and losing your way home, and I am staying in my hometown, telling my love story with the past. The song was lonely and drifting, mixed with the cry of the flowers on the other side, the voice of the cherry blossom festival was more hoarse than before, and he couldn't take his eyes off the still painful green water, although he didn't know if it had a role, but he still insisted on singing.

In the midst of that piercing cry, Mao Qing vaguely heard the singing of Ruowu, and the pain in her body did not decrease, but after hearing this low and hoarse singing, she gradually stopped being so afraid, she never thought that she would trust the master so much, even if she just heard his voice, she felt inexplicably relieved.

Sakura sang song after song, and by dawn his voice was even more hoarse, but he still persevered. She also got used to the pain and began to become numb. The next day, Sakura took two pills to restore her mana, and by the time it got dark, her voice was so hoarse that she could barely hear a sound. And Mao Qing didn't speak for a whole day, her whole body was still covered with milky white threads, and her long hair was tied up in locks and stuck to her head.

On the third day, the world was silent, and the shrill cries suddenly disappeared, and with them the songs that soothed her soul. Mao Qing barely opened half of her eyelids as if she were lifting a huge mountain, and with great effort, she turned her eyes to look at the blurry black figure. When she saw that person and that face, she was relieved, and in a trance she seemed to see several masters sitting there, not seeing her previous appearance, and her face was a little haggard looking at her constantly opening her mouth as if to say something to her. Thinking of the staccato singing she had heard in the past two days, she grinned and smiled. But after only sobering up for a while, it passed in a blur.

But it was that inconspicuous smile that calmed Sakura's heart, and the moment he saw Mao Qing open his eyes to look at him, his hanging heart seemed to have landed, but fortunately, she was still conscious. The formation has begun, and it can't be interrupted whether it's dead or alive, until the last one sees that smile, and Sakura Matsuri unconsciously laughs along. But he didn't know that Mao Qing couldn't hear it anymore, and continued to sing, "I, make a promise to you, and the world can bear it." I, I promise you, I don't care about life or death. I'll make you a promise. I only wish you to promise, promise you, I am willing to ~ accompany me and stay with me ~" It's just that although he sang with his heart, no sound came out, it turned out that his voice was dumb for a long time, but he stubbornly kept singing.

One of them couldn't hear and the other couldn't make a sound, but one still sang with his heart, and the other still seemed to be able to hear. On the fourth day, the color of the flower began to be noticeably lighter, no longer bright red like blood, but turned bright red, and the flower struggled even more. The dark-faced Sakura Matsuri looked at the flowers that changed color a little bit, but they were even more nervous, and as the color of the flowers on the other side became lighter, the aura inhaled by the luxurious fragrance would be more intense, and the vitality exhaled would be more pure, and the green would be more painful.

Sakura's cold eyes hid deep worry, and he looked at the green and saw that the milky white thread that had stayed in the heart began to continue to climb upward, and at this moment it had climbed to the neck. Although the speed is slow, if it goes on like this, it doesn't take time to get dark, and the whole body will be completely wrapped in milky white threads, and that is when greater pain comes.

Mao Qing could clearly feel the milky white threads on her body moving, and she wanted to stop it but was powerless to stop it. The body finally felt numb to the pain, and now it crawled up to her neck again, like a knife cutting through her skin, and she kept feeling something burrowing into it, and it was that feeling that was more terrifying than the pain.

After a long morning, in the afternoon, Sakura Matsuri once again kept feeding medicine into his mouth. After taking the medicine, the face will look unhealthy and rosy for a while, but after the effect of the medicine has passed, the face will become even paler.

At this time, the milky white thin line had already covered all the parts below the nose of Mao Qing, and Mao Qing couldn't open his mouth to call Master even if he was trying. Biting out the tongue and lips, the gums endure the pain caused by the milky white threads, which has little effect. And the blood was strangely not absorbed by the milky white thin line, but it dripped out through the milky white thin line like a crowding, and it was still absorbed by the other side flower and then swallowed by the luxurious fragrance.

When it was dark, the flowers had turned ordinary red, and the green was finally completely wrapped in milky white threads. The pain in her head made her almost crazy, she never thought she could endure it so much.

Sakura stopped singing, withdrew his hand, and stopped the output of mana, after four days of hard work, just so that this night could give him one night to decorate, so that he could meet the arrival of tomorrow.

With a wave of his sleeves, five small bottles suddenly appeared in front of him, and Sakura did not hesitate to pick up a jade bottle and open it, pour the pill inside into his mouth, and the pranayama began to prepare for good absorption and digestion. In the first half of the night, the Sakura Festival was used to regulate the body and restore mana, and in the second half of the night, the Sakura Matsuri opened her eyes and her complexion finally became healthy. Looking up at the sky, time was running out, and with no more hesitation and a wave of his sleeves, nine red and yellow flags and eight water moon mirrors appeared in front of him.

The red yellow flag is made of the skin of the red fire python, and the sun pattern is coiled with the snake tendons of the red fire python, and it is fixed on it with the rhizome of the sunflower flower to collect the sun. The mirror body of the water moon mirror is a thousand-year-old cold jade, and the mirror surface is the tears of the deep-sea merman, which is used to collect yin.

With a wave of Sakura's hand, the nine-pole red and yellow flags stood together, and then the Sakura Festival pointed to the first red and yellow flag with two fingers together and pointed to the west of Mao Qing's side, and the red and yellow flags automatically flew there, standing in the place pointed by the Sakura Festival without any mistakes. Immediately after the cherry blossom festival is like the wind, the remaining eight red and yellow flags fly to the south, north, east, northwest, southwest, northeast and southeast of the green in turn, and the eight directions surround the green group, and the remaining side flies to the top of the head of the green and stands firmly.