Yan Qing looked at the scene around him, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The lake is still there, the trees are still there, but the people are gone.

Yan Qing trembled his hands, trying to pass through his cheeks, but only through that layer of light in vain. Yan Qing looked at the picture and suddenly smiled, smiling so sadly.

The picture in front of her is upside down with W's appearance before he died, W is still smiling so beautifully, and she says that she owes him Bai Xue Qionghua once.

Before she died, she was still thinking about it. Qionghua, she really wants to accompany her to see it. She is so beautiful, and the snow-white flowers are the most suitable for him.

Before W died, she saw Meng Nanzhi with a smug face, and also saw Ye Ye who had nothing to do with herself.

Ye Ye is still like that, with his hands in his pockets casually, as if he is watching a wonderful show. The heroine of the play is dying and struggling, and the hero is looking at each other with a smile.

Yan Qing looked at the picture, the smile on the corner of his lips became deeper and deeper, and his eyes were cold.

"Speak clearly." A sharp cry woke Yan Qing.

At this time, Yan Qingzheng was weakly holding the memory piece left by W, and looked sideways at the visitor.

I saw that I was surrounded by machine gunners from all walks of life, and there was a person standing in the middle of this road, and there was Meng Nanzhi over there. He changed into a white knitted jacket and looked clean, but Yan Qing knew that he was stepping on other people's corpses along the way, and walked over step by step. Every step he took, it was filled with blood.

Intuition told him that Meng Nanzhi in front of him was not such a person, he should be the same as what he saw, clean and gentle, like the sun in winter as warm as spring, and like a gust of wind passing through the hall in summer.

Yan Qing suddenly felt a little pain in her leg, and looked down to see that a bullet had hit her leg.

He smiled slightly, and with a big hand in the air, the soldier's neck was instantly covered by the spirit rune, and he fell down with a clatter in the next second.

At this time, the soldiers around him were boiling, and immediately picked up their pistols and swept wildly at Yan Qing, Qing Yan jumped up, and countless spirit runes suddenly appeared in the sky around him, falling again, and the soldiers around Yan Qing had all fallen to the ground.

"Get out." Yan Qing's voice was very cold, mixed with monstrous anger, and when she flew away, she saw Ye Ye, who was still the same as before, looking at himself quietly like a person watching a play.

Yan Qing suddenly smiled, because he remembered his unintentional words the day before he went to the original base, and his face that was covered with mist but forcibly did not let the water droplets flow out, and he was distressed at that moment.

Yan Qing suddenly thought that Ye Ye really liked Qing Yan, and his indifference to others was like a thousand years of cold ice, which couldn't be dissolved.

But only for her, it is indeed different. In the face of Qingyan, Ye Ye will cry and laugh, be angry and jealous, but he will not show this picture that has nothing to do with himself.

Yan Qing felt a little trance-like, the people around him had already retreated because of his roar, only Yan Qing was still standing in place, he took a few steps back decadently, and slipped down relying on the big tree.

He felt that his body energy was being drained, and at this time he was like a person who had lost his support and was overdrawn. His mind had already become a pot of porridge, but his heart was terrifyingly silent.

Yan Qing's hand holding the monitor tightened slightly, and the picture in the monitor was rewound again.

"Yanqing, you still owe me to see Bai Xue Qionghua once." Yan Qing read this sentence repeatedly.

"Who's going to accompany me to see Joanhua?" Yan Qing looked up at the vast blue sky, and a thousand thoughts suddenly rose in his heart.

He took out the flute from his bosom and blew it on his lips, as if whispering something, his eyes drooped slightly, and his long eyelashes seemed to be blown by a breeze.

If the heart is pure like water, the clear water is the heart.

The breeze does not rise, the waves are not alarmed,

Sitting alone, the harp whistled and sounded.

Zen silence is settled, and the poisonous dragon hides.

I don't know what to do, and God rewards hard work.

I am righteous and awe-inspiring, and the ghosts are terrified.

I am full of love, and heaven and earth return to my heart.

I am ambitious, and the water is prosperous.

The sky is high and the earth is wide, and the water is flowing through the clouds.

Fresh and cure, straight to make a living.

To the goodness of nature, the road is natural. (Excerpt from the Taoist Mantra of Purifying the Heart)

Qingyan's heart repeatedly chanted mantras, and his heart was as pure as water, so why did the master ask himself to clear his words. Qingyan had too much distress and incomprehension in her heart, and in just a few seconds, she questioned everything and everyone around her. She wanted to overthrow them all and reassemble her own truth.

The soldiers around looked at Yan Qing's sudden quiet move, and under Meng Nanzhi's order, there was a new attack.

Yan Qing suddenly raised his head and looked into the eyes of those soldiers, there was no longer a little coldness, there was just a sense of indifference like hell.

"Do you want to go to hell?" As soon as the words fell, the spirit runes around him rushed towards the soldiers like crazy.

All the soldiers who were contaminated with the spirit talisman involuntarily picked up their guns as if they were under control, and killed their comrades.

"Whoever lifts up a spear to kill me will be slain by me." The corners of Yan Qing's lips hooked up a sneer, and the fallen immortal mark on his forehead appeared slightly.

She walked slowly towards Meng Nanzhi, her pace was very slow and slow, and with every step, there were soldiers around her who fell.

She came to Meng Nanzhi, who tried to escape, but was frozen in place by an unknown force.

"Actually, I've always wanted you to taste it." There was a smile in Yan Qing's voice, and Meng Nanzhi's body was hung high. Yan Qing's fingers moved, and Meng Nanzhi's entire body hung upside down, and his face was exactly the same as Yan Qing's.

"I heard you like rain a lot, so I'll give it a try." Yanqing's smile was gentle, and his slender fingers danced in the air.

The river by the river obeyed Yan Qing's command, and flew up in the direction of his fingers, and as soon as Yan Qing's hand was lightly released, the river water fell suddenly, directly filling Meng Nanzhi's nasal cavity.

A feeling of suffocation came, knowing that he would not die, but Meng Nanzhi felt that he was so close to death, and the feeling of water in his nasal cavity was really uncomfortable.

"It's not fun, or let's get another one." Yan Qing's arms opened, Meng Nanzhi's body flew quickly to the surface of the river, his fingers fell gently, and Meng Nanzhi's entire head was stuffed into the river.

Looking at Meng Nanzhi, who was struggling desperately, Yan Qing couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness, and the fallen immortal mark on his forehead became thicker and thicker.

"Have you had enough?" Behind Yan Qing, Ye Ye's cold voice suddenly sounded.

"How did I almost forget that I still have you?" Yan Qing smiled suddenly, and his eyes were surprisingly cold when he looked at Ye Ye.

"So you want to add me one?" The smile on the corner of Ye Ye's lips was still the same, and in the face of Yan Qing, he still wanted to have the same attitude just now. It's like an outsider, looking at the people in the play.

Yan Qing didn't like this attitude very much, he didn't like it before, and now he doesn't like it even more. (To be continued.) )