The big bow shone brightly in the night, and the whole body was shining, in the end, it was Chongze's natal magic weapon, and it could not be compared with the time when there was no owner when it was invaded by the immortal qi of ten thousand years.

I saw Chongze's big move, holding the glass tightly with one hand, and opening the big bow with one hand, a scorching and dazzling light arrow suddenly took shape, the light arrow only stayed on the full string bow for a second, and the next moment it roared towards the Asura soldiers, in the middle of the air, the light arrow turned into ten with one, with ten into hundred, with hundreds into thousands, with thousands into thousands, densely packed, just as Ni Chou four and fifteen saw in the crypt, instantly differentiated into countless light arrows, dazzling like the stars in the sky, the light of the forest made people tremble.

The moment the light arrow was formed, a dazzling white light exploded, Ni Chousi hurriedly covered his eyes with his hand, and the surrounding fighting sound gradually disappeared in the white light, and the surroundings suddenly quieted down.

After a long time, Ni Chou opened his eyes in a trance, and the scene in front of him had already changed again.

This is a small town on the coast of the East China Sea, called Qinglong Town, on top of that town, it is the first time Liuli and Huaguang met, at that time, Liuli was still a girl, and Huaguang was just a man in white standing on the coast of the East China Sea.

Legend has it that there is a strange tree on the top of the East China Sea, which bears mulberries in spring and is refined into pills, which can bring the dead back to life. That year, Liuli's mother died, and Liuli was thirteen years old.

When she found this allusion from the ancient books of the clan, she went to the top of the East China Sea with full hope, found the strange tree, refined it into a pill, and she wanted to save her mother. Therefore, every time spring comes, she must go out for a month to visit the legendary fairy mountains and mulberry trees.

This year, the tide is surging, and the apricot blossoms are flying.

The glass fluttered on the plank of the boat, drifting with the water to the ferry, and the tide swelled in a circle, forming a circle of ripples pulling her feet. She spat out a mouthful of salty water, struggled to prop up her upper body from the stone steps, and as soon as she raised her face, she saw a still standing figure.

A man in white stood under the apricot blossom tree, carrying two or three red petals on his shoulders, and there was a little spring in the cold. He looked motionless at the tide, his thin lips pursed, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Liuli sat on the stone steps reflexively, panting, waiting to ease her strength. In the spring, the tide rises, which is a change she did not expect, and she has just crossed a wooden plank boat, and is determined to row towards the other side of the sea. After a few waves, she returned to the ferry, and the sails were lost, and only a plank was caught.

"Does the girl still buy a boat?" The fishermen next to her know that she comes every year at the beginning of spring. A number of tung oil ships are waiting for them.

Liuli hurriedly got up and replied, "Uncle, do you really take this road overseas?" After receiving a thunderous reply, she took out another piece of silver and bought a wooden boat.

Eat a full meal at noon and watch the weather warm. Liuli paced to the ferry to start the boat, and when he saw it, the boy in white was still standing under the apricot blossom tree, letting the petals flow around his clothes, and his body was just as cold as snow.

She pushed away the little sailboat and rowed firmly towards the red sun, as if she had walked for a long time, and the sea was undulating and choppy, making her cry "miserable, miserable", and then the snow foamed in successive waves. The mighty wave washed away her flat boat and sent her back to the ferry.

This time, there was not even a board left.

Liuli propped herself up from the stone steps for the second time, and spit out the sea water for a quarter of an hour, and her appearance was unsightly.

The fisherman's uncle, who was tall and thin with high cheekbones, couldn't stay, so he came over, still rolling up his sleeves and asking, "Do you still want a boat?" ”

Like a dog in the water, Ruri could only raise her arms, shake it, and lie on the stepping stone to ease her fainting. When everything calmed down, she jumped to her feet. Walk towards the town inn.

Under the tree, the white clothes are fluttering, and the petals on the placket are fluttering in the wind, standing quietly as before.

Ruri stared at him as straight as if no one was there. Shaking her head, Ruri got up and walked away.

On the second day, the radiant Liuli walked to the ferry and bought the third tung oil boat. Seeing the snow-white shadow standing under the tree again, he greeted with a smile: "Morning, childe." ”

She grinned and bared her teeth. The man in white was unconscious, only staring coldly at the tide.

Ruri touched the ash on her nose, but she didn't care, dodged to the ship, clenched her fists, and headed overseas. Obviously the wind and the sun were beautiful, and after half an hour, the tide suddenly hit her for the third time and sent her back to the ferry.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the fisherman's uncle was about to pacing over and ask something, she lay on the stone steps and quickly shook her hand and said, "I don't have any money to buy a boat." ”

The uncle rolled up his sleeves and sighed, "The girl must come next year!" My son and I are waiting for your money to live. He beckoned, walked away with the drooping child, and said, "Xiaonuo, let's take the last boat, this girl has no money to buy it." ”

Liuli spat out a mouthful of seawater and said in a low voice: "This weather is too evil, I don't believe that I can't conquer the waves." She relented, stood up, and walked towards the man in white.

"Childe is calculating the tide replacement?" Her clothes were dripping everywhere, and her hair was draped over her pale cheeks, like a ghost emerging from the bottom of the sea.

It may be a sentence that no one can deduce, and the white-clothed man's inky eyes moved slightly, glancing at her.

Liuli smiled: "Childe has been standing here all day, he must know more than me, dare to ask Childe, when will the next tide get up?" ”

She waited with a smile, but the person who was asked was as cold as before, and did not say a word.

Liuli stepped forward, met his eyes, and smiled, "Is it the time?" Noon? Not in time? ...... "I told the twelve hours one by one."

The eyes of the man in white were extremely cold, his cuffs were slightly raised, and a sharp finger wind jumped out and pounced on Liuli's knees. If the finger is blown, the stabbed person will definitely fall to his knees, and in severe cases, he will be paralyzed.

The glass is flattened, and the corners of the shirt are cut off. She jumped on the branches of the tree, and shook a rain of apricot blossoms that sprinkled all over the people below.

As her sharp eyes speculated, the man in white seemed to be confident of his identity, and he would definitely not jump up to deal with her. She shook for a while, and when she saw him standing as quiet as snow, she suddenly felt a little sorry in her heart, and hurriedly jumped down and stretched out her head to probe his eyes from a distance: "Childe's shot is so vicious, it doesn't match Childe's fairy-like posture at all, it's a waste of this skin!" ”

The boy in white was stingy to give any reaction, still motionless to pay attention to the direction of the sea breeze and calculate the tide replacement.

Liuli paced a few steps, looked firmly into his eyes, and said, "As long as Childe tells me the time, I will definitely no longer bother Childe." ”

The apricot blossoms drifted lightly, the wind entered the placket, and a touch of snow-white shirt was lifted, but other than that, everything was silent.

Liuli said again: "Is it a moment?" Two moments? Three moments? …… A quarter past noon? Two moments? …… Ha, your eyes moved slightly, I know, it's two o'clock in the afternoon, thank you. With that, she bowed and walked away.

It's just that the man in white opened his mouth slowly, and his voice was clear and ethereal, "The mulberry tree can come back to life is a non-existent thing, and it only has the effect of inhibiting the circulation of human blood and death!" (To be continued.) )