Liu Xia Ye looked back, in the sound of rumbling and shattering the earth, a sculpture of nature, a mountain peak carrying thousands of years of resentment, a girl's spring sorrowful heart, fell into the earth out of thin air, she returned to her mother's arms, she found her warm blue, she regained the light of life.

The mountain peaks collapsed, the huge ice shattered, the gunpowder smoke filled, and wisps of huge, lead-gray tornadoes rolled out of the pit, and Pang Xuan's sky swept away the dust and ashes of the world, the sorrow of the previous life, and the slightest grievance in the pit.

The obscure Danxia on the horizon quietly dispersed, and the snowmelt mountain disappeared. The brilliant sun shines on the earth, the warm wind melts the ice and snow for thousands of years, the steep cliffs, the clear spring gushes out, the white mist is misty, and it is a beautiful dreamy fairy scene.

A clear lake water, erasing the sadness of the past, like a girl's crystal body, lying quietly on the ground. The mist coming from her, a little sadness, a little sweetness, seemed to tell the imprint of history.

"Dust, this place will be called Melting Snow Lake in the future!"

The road ahead is no longer confused, and Melting Snow shows him a direction: looking for the Xuan Muscle that has been reborn in the next life!"Melting Snow, don't worry, I will do my best to fulfill your last wish and bring her back to Melting Snow Lake, to her mother's arms!"

Lichen jumped up, stood on his hind feet, greeted the sky with both hands, and roared with his head high. Liu Xia Ye stroked its sharp neck: "Longjingdu, Confused Academy!"

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"Wow, such a broken place, grinding squeak, is this the field you see?" A young man with curly hair beside Xia Man stretched out a jade white hand and stroked his very arrogant hair, Dai Mo's eyes slanted at Xia Man, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and the wind blew down his eyes, intentionally or unintentionally blowing the aftermath into Xia Man's ears, causing her to feel extremely uncomfortable itching, and rubbed her head obliquely on the neckline of her neck.

The ink tone was slightly arrogant and persistent, and he responded lazily: "I solemnly emphasize once that I am ink, not squeak." I love freedom!"

"This kind of broken place, the mountains are not high, the water is not deep, just a few small hills, uninhabited, what's so fun!" Since meeting him the afternoon before yesterday, Xia Man couldn't say more than ten words in total, not that she couldn't speak, but because she saw his virtue, she didn't bother to say anything, she only listened to him brag, and she was very unhappy to come to the field under his care, but he bragged about it, saying that this place has a thousand years of precipitation aura, his boss was born out of phase, he is a hidden master, and said that there is fun today, she reluctantly came to take a look, and she regretted it when she saw it!

In front of a low wooden fence wall, against the low hills, enclosing a large square, on the hill there are dozens of white pear trees, standing fair-skinned, pestle on the hill, looking around, it looks like a handful of straight white hair. A few grass houses and wooden houses, standing outside the fence wall, can be seen through at a glance, but the empty place inside, there are actually three floors inside and three layers outside, full of people, which makes Xia Man feel a little surprised, but people are not very attractive to her. In front of the fence door, a wooden board reads: Confused Academy!

There are still a lot of people gathered at the door, some men and women, some hugging and walking alone, the appearance is not belonging, but it is just a group of laypeople, which makes Xia Man's mood disappear!

This kind of liveliness is obviously not attractive to Xia Man, he always blows that cool wind, and what is even more odious is that it blows to the root of his ear, which makes her even more angry, and stares at him with slanted eyes: "Mo squeak, my aunt is in a bad mood, you dare to blow the wind into my ear again, be careful that I hit your head!"

Not far behind him, Shi Qian, who was holding the horse rope with his hand on his back, and slowly followed over, snickered: "Ask for your own hardship!"

In the face of Xia Man's coquettish reprimand, Mo didn't care, but he didn't dare to blow again: "Little princess, the pursuit of a free life is my lifelong dream, and here are my ideals and dreams!"

Xia Man gave him a blank look: "Dream of you."

Big-headed ghost, your ideals are so great! This kind of broken place has been wasted for most of the day when you run from Longjingdu, you can dream with the mountain demon every day!"

The ink showed a disdainful look, snorted, and raised his head slightly: "You didn't see that there are so many people at the door, they are all celebrities from Longjingdu!"

What he said is also true, look at these people, well-dressed and pampered, obviously people who have a lot of money and nothing to do, and are looking for people who are tossing around. It's just that they ran all the way to the mountains and mountains, and they didn't just come to see a few broken houses, could it be that there were masters here like the ink all the way to the introduction?

At this time, several women with tricks, surrounded by a woman in white who looked into the distance and did not look at the red dust, walked over with a smile, like a flock of butterflies landing in front of them, squeezing their eyebrows at the ink.

One of them, a milky white and plump lady, stretched out a fat lotus hand and waved it at the ink: "Warm heart sticking to the ink, don't open the door soon, where is the ticket?"

The ink gently shook the curly hair, the corners of his mouth blew a little arrogant, raised his head slightly, and his eyes flew to give them a trace of indifference, inducing the group of women to scream, he took out a few tickets from his arms with two fingers, and gave them to the woman in white in the middle in a chic manner: "Shadow Cloud, the second row of elegant seats!"

The lady with one hand, covered her nose and took a deep breath, and moaned with satisfaction: "Warm heart baby, today I will give a thousand taels to hold your field!"

Shadow Cloud's eyes were pulled down from the clouds, swept over the face of the ink, and stopped on Xia Man's face beside him, staring at a cup of tea, his face became more and more ugly, and he suddenly snorted, stomped his foot and turned his head to leave!

A group of butterflies hurriedly followed, and the noble lady just now ran back and pointed at the ink: "I said little intimate, we came all the way to support your field, you have a fox spirit by your side, isn't this to embarrass Yingyun?

Xia Man stared at her eyes wide: "Dead fat woman, who do you say is the fox spirit?" was about to kick her, but the ink quickly took a step forward to block it, and reached out to slap the noble lady: "Fat Juanjuan, don't give me a slap!" The noble lady screamed: "It's so cool, it's so rough! Death, in front of others, call people Fat Juanjuan, it's so annoying, people used to be little Juanjuan, ignore you!" said with a shy head, and left with a small broken step in satisfaction.

The ink blot looked at Xia Man, hesitated, followed, and after a while, he walked back from a group of butterflies dancing happily: "Look at it, it's so difficult to eat!"

Xia Man was dumbfounded: "You are quite capable, you are still a big butcher, you can level a litter of fat pigs in three or two clicks!"

This seems to be a compliment, but it sounds awkward: "That's a must, the master opens the altar, it's hard to get a ticket, and if you want to find a seat, you naturally want to find me." ”

Xia Man put away his surprised look, his face was disdainful, and he waved his hand to beckon Shi Qian: "You two are peers, both are ticket speculators!" Shi Qian hugged his fist at the ink: "Disrespectful, disrespectful!"

Looking at Shi Qian's black and thin appearance, Xia Man actually compared him with himself, and Mo suddenly looked unhappy, turned his head sideways, and ignored Shi Qian.

Shi Qian is an old man and doesn't care about the unreasonableness of ink. Xia Man's face suddenly turned cold: "Ink, you are a soft eater, don't come to me to pretend to be cool, if it weren't for your father's face, I would have beaten you a long time ago." Then his face softened: "In the future, in front of me, talk about people, don't talk nonsense." What kind of drunken book? It's not a god pretending to be a ghost, or it's a charlatan selling kraft cream, you go and kill your pig, I'm leaving!"

Shi Qian exclaimed joy in his heart and followed. The face of the ink seems to have long been mixed into a copper wall, and he has long chosen the face of arrogance as the coat of life, and was ridiculed by Xia Man, but his face did not change, and he snorted coldly at her back: "The master's drunken book performance, it is rare to see it in a thousand years, and if you miss it, there will be no more!"

Xia Man

He was already sick to the ink, and he was also sick to his stomach for what drunken books and, Shi Qian felt strange: "Little princess, I've been running for most of the day, it's okay to take a look!" Xia Man's footsteps did not mean to stop at all.

The ink blot rushed at her figure, and gently spit out: "Gu Shenfeng!" These three words, which are more effective than the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, immediately pulled Xia Man back, the dark clouds on his face dispersed, and the sun suddenly shone: "Brother Moji, do you want to go now?"

Shi Qian was stunned, and muttered in his heart: "This woman, is she playing with changing her face?"

Xia Man had a smile on his face, but he was shocked in his heart: "This cream face is really not simple, he can actually see through my mind at a glance, has he been acting all along!"

Xia Man is a talented and intelligent person, it's not that she is not smart, but she disdains to play these little cleverness; it's not that she has no brains, but her brain can penetrate the essence of the blind eye in an instant; it's not that she doesn't care about anything, but she doesn't need to care about anything! From the debut of the red ant forest to the present, in just two months, what she has experienced may not be experienced by ordinary people in ten lifetimes: several times nine deaths, after the cruel battlefield, seeing the extreme evil in the world, she unknowingly, honed a keen sense of smell.

The ink blot said what she was thinking in her heart, and she immediately smelled an unusual smell, and they only met the day before yesterday afternoon, and she couldn't say a few words in total, how could this ink blot know that I wanted to go to the "Ancient God Peak"? Unless he has been following him, otherwise, it is this person who can see through other people's minds, it will be terrible!

A person who shows others as false is not terrible, because others know at a glance that he is a fake, but a person who shows people with truth is terrible, because his surface is his heart! This person is hypocritical, lustful, and pretending to be b, but he does not have to hide it, because he knows that he cannot hide it, so he simply shows his true face, but on the contrary, people can turn a blind eye and give up their guard.

Xia Man saw through it, but she liked to treat danger as a game, so she walked back, but she was hehe: "If you want to play, your aunt and grandmother will play with you!"

The fence gate was introduced by the ink, and Shi Qianke was not qualified to go in, and was blocked by the doorman to watch the horses. At this moment, Xia Man asked the ink in a daze: "Brother ink, what is the drunken book, is the book drunk and crazy?"

The ink was secretly proud, and he stretched out his hand to pull Xia Man's little hand, but Xia Man threw it away: "Don't touch my hand!" Even if he wanted to compete with him in his heart, Xia Man would never give up his principle: If it's not my dish, don't touch my hand!

Ink had no choice but to retract his hand stupidly: "Let's start, follow tightly, you will understand at a glance!" led Xia Man to squeeze to the front row and sat down, remembering the excitement of Fat Juanjuan getting the second row seat just now, this ink house left a front row for herself, it seems that she really put her mind into it!

On the field, a big bald man, bald like a skyrocketing bone, sallow like a probe turtle. His eyebrows were so thick, like two big brushes soaked in thick ink, and the tips of his eyebrows were forked; his nose was really hooked, like an eagle's beak, and the tip of his nose was hooked with a big gold ring; his hair was so hard, like a handful of wire around his jawbone, connected to the base of his ears, his ears were so long, hanging down to his chin, and the earrings were on his shoulders! Two blue eyes, like two cat's eye gems, were deeply embedded in the deep sunken eye sockets!

This pair of blue eyes reminded Xia Man of Xiaoluo, the master of the heartless door, her beautiful and peculiar blue eyes have always impressed Xia Man!

In the center of the field, there is a huge piece of rice paper, and there is no pen barrel with a height of one and two zhang. No, that old man, it's the pen.

I saw him, one foot mother finger lightly touched the hair bundle mouth: wide and wide sleeves, wide and barefoot, wide sleeves and wonderful hands. Raise the altar and shake in the wind, drunk and laughing!

This trick is drunk, not to mention that under the toes is two zhang high brush hairs, which makes Xia Man very surprised!