She heard Mu Qin's call, and continued to run towards the dense fog, through the thick fog, and saw Mu Qin again. He stood there and opened his hug to her, and she was ecstatic and rushed over without hesitation, hugging him tightly. Like two vines that are born entangled, they can't be separated.

When she wanted to carefully examine the face of the person she loved in her heart, Mu Qin's jade-like face gradually distorted, and finally turned into a vicious and hideous face as ugly as a yaksha!

The green-faced fangs, and the bloodshot eyes were crumbling, and the face was cracked a little bit, and finally shattered and fell off, becoming dregs.

"Mu Qin!" Hua Langying woke up in shock, and when she looked closely, she realized that she was in a thatched house, and under her body was a bed made of bamboo boards, and when she looked down, it was a bamboo building!

Where is this?

Hua Langying looked down at his clothes and jewelry, wearing a black background with a unique textile pattern, and the wrists and necks were all heavy silver jewelry. Hair falls apart, let the wind blow it away.

Hua Langying sat up straight with her body propped up, and at this time, a gentle and beautiful Miaojiang woman came to the door. The woman was at a prime age, about the same age as the shadow of the flower, but she was born with a flower and a moon-like appearance, and her face was as white as snow, and she was so beautiful that she was not like a mortal thing with the naked eye!

But Hua Langying was very wary of her, and she cast a fierce gaze and asked, "Who are you, and why am I here?"

When the woman saw her like this, she knew that she was frightened, and she slowly approached softly, put the porridge in her hand on the table, and took a few steps back.

"Girl, you were in a coma due to miasma poisoning in the woods, but it was me and Abba who went out to collect medicine and saved you. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. The girl smiled, and thought about all this, and then relaxed her vigilance, and the look on her face was much better.

"Thank you girl for saving me, dare to ask the girl's name?" Hua Rongying's mouth actually spit out such a wording like a man's accosting, even she herself was surprised.

The girl shook her head, she rubbed the long hair on her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Don't be so polite, just call me Yilan." You drink the porridge first, the snow disaster has been serious recently, and there is no extra food, so you can drink some first. Wait until Abba and I and the people in the village have picked up delicious food, and then bring it to you. ”

Hua Rongying nodded, this is not only Miao Jiang is good, if it is very likely that Mu Qin is near here.

"Yilan, I want to ask you something, have you seen any outsiders?"

"Oh! You're here to confess. There is a miasma in the village all the year round, and outsiders can't get in. Abba didn't allow people to go out without permission, so no outsiders came in. Yilan spoke softly, like a lark in the mountains and forests outside the world, and listened to it gracefully.

"You, Abba?" asked Hua Rongying in passing.

"My father is the owner of this village, so he has different feelings for this village and is unwilling to leave half a step. Yi Lan said carefully.

Hua Langying looked thoughtless and motionless, drinking porridge to herself, and Yilan slid down a hanging banyan vine.

Looking at the scenery outside the bamboo building, Hua Langying was a little trance-like, as if in her previous life, she vaguely buried a memory about this place. It's indelible, but I can't remember it.

At this moment, Hua Langying saw a familiar back from afar, he seemed to be a fairy descending to earth, standing under a banyan tree, in the thick fog of smoke and smoke, there were ice bars hanging down, which made him even more picturesque.

Mu Qin!

Hua Langying's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and despite the fact that she was not wearing shoes under her feet, she completely forgot that it was the time of the cold winter and rushed down the bamboo ladder.

Her hair is like an ink-dyed waterfall, dancing at will with her broken steps, like a roll of flying cloisonné black flower dyed silk, looking like a woman flying out of the world.

Stretching out his hand, at one point, a little closer, he could touch the man in front of him, his heart was beating like a drum, constantly shouting his longing and longing.

Mu Qin, I'm here!

But just as he was about to approach the man, the man moved and disappeared at the end of a thick fog.

Hua Langying didn't care much, and rushed into the dense fog along the back, but there was no one to see.

A thick fog and snow set against it, leaving only the pale and desolate world of the world.

How could it be? She had seen someone.

I don't know if it's been frozen for too long, Hua Rongying only felt weak and weak, her legs were sore, and the next second, she fell to her knees.

"Mu Qin......"

What lingered in my mind was also Mu Qin's old voice and smile, the face that looked like Pan An, a little blurred, but his heart suddenly throbbed, and he didn't know what to do.

"Girl, so you're here!" was Yilan's voice, and she led Hua Langying back to the bamboo building, carefully scrubbed the stains on her feet, changed into warm clothes, and handed her a bowl of steaming ginger soup.

After Hua Langying drank all the ginger soup, he raised his head and looked at Yilan: "Yilan, my name is Lingxiu." ”

"Devotional? Spiritual, you are so beautiful!" Yi Lan couldn't help but admire.

Ever since she first saw the spiritual cultivator, she had this feeling. Spirituality is the most beautiful woman she has ever seen.

"You too. When Hua Langying said this, she always felt very dry, and she was shy for the first time in the praise of others.

"Lingxiu, you are so beautiful, there must be many men singing to you, right?" Yilan showed a sweet smile on her face, and the scene was like a spring scene in the midst of a hundred flowers.

"Singing?" Hua Langying's eyes widened in disbelief, if it was a man singing, it was hard to imagine what it would be like.

"Yes, spiritual, whenever there is a man and a woman in Miao Jiang, or if there is affection between men and women, we will sing songs to each other and ask for marriage. After listening to Yilan's words, there was some inexplicable expectation in my heart, would such a man also get the blue eyes of a beautiful woman?

"What about you?" Hua Langying asked lightly.

It's not that she's curious, it's that she's also idle and bored here, and for now, she wants to take care of herself and continue to look for Mu Qin.

"Yes, but I'm still waiting for someone. When Yilan talked about that person, the light in his eyes was dazzling, like a twinkling star in the night sky.

After chatting, Yilan left the bamboo building, and only Hua Langying Wu packed his bags.

Tomorrow, she will leave.

After everything was cleaned up, Hua Langying received a message from the girl who was waiting for Yilan in the village, saying that there was a bonfire party in the village tonight, which was very lively.

She doesn't like to join in these bustles, especially after going through the previous life, she has already fallen in love with the tranquility and beauty of solitude. But for some reason, she agreed.

Maybe not for anything else, but for Yilan's life-saving grace and her sweet simple smile.

followed the Miao Jiang girl to the battlefield, it was a huge sandy land, close to the frozen river, and many people had already built bonfires, holding hands in a circle and singing and dancing.

Seeing the shadow of the flower, Yilan ran over: "Lingxiu, look!"

Following the direction pointed by Yilan, I saw the fireworks in the sky brilliant, like comfort in the cold winter. One after the other, filling the sky.

But isn't Miao Jiang suffering from a snow disaster now?

Hua Langying asked her doubts, Yilan shook her head, and said with a smile: "There are several villages in Miaojiang, and our village is the largest. So my father is also the leader of Miao Jiang, this time we prepared in advance and were not affected by the blizzard, but the emperor wanted to conquer Miao Jiang, so he moved the people so much. ”

Looking at Yilan's tone again, it seems that Miao Jiang does not take the royal family seriously, and it is no wonder that the emperor has tried so hard to win over Miao Jiang.

"What the hell is going on?" Hua Langying had the posture of breaking the casserole and asking to the end.

"We have a wizard in Miao Jiang, who is like a god and has superb mana. Yilan whispered the truth in her ear. "Well, that's this person. ”

At a glance, Hua Langying was a little frightened.

The so-called wizard had disheveled hair and was dressed strangely, neither Miao Jiang's dress nor the style of the Central Plains. He had a pair of eyes as blue as the sky, deep and invisible, and a python wrapped around his shoulders.

Seeing Hua Xiangying's thoughts, Yilan smiled again and again: "Don't look at the wizard looking weird, he has great skills." Wizards don't know pain when they are born, even if they go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, they don't feel pain. ”

Won't it hurt?

Hua Langying's thoughts drifted away, and she remembered a strange person in the South China Sea that Cai Wei once said, that person was born without the ability to perceive pain, he would not be afraid, and he would not have heartache and flesh.

It stands to reason that this should be a kind of incompleteness, and I don't want to become a wizard's unique talent in this Miao Jiang.

As he stared, the wizard suddenly turned his head with a gaze like a hellish ghost, sending chills down his spine.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Lanhuan shouted: "Ziyuan!"

Hua Langying woke up like thunder, she looked at the direction where Yilan ran, but saw a peerless son in white clothes!

Mu Qin! This is Mu Qin! She will not admit her mistake!

But how could he be here?

Mu Qin looked at Yilan with doting eyes, smiled affectionately at her, and then, Mu Qin sang a song softly.

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. ？

The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. ？

Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. ？

Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water. ？

The leaves are desolate, and the white dew is not dawning. ？

The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. ？

Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and climbing.

Tracing from it, it is like being in the water. ？

The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. ？

The so-called Yi people are in the water. ？

Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right.

Tracing from it, it is like being in the water. ”

It is "Pu Jia", a romantic love poem for ancient men to show their love!

I saw Mu Qin slowly turn around and ask Yilan in a low voice: "Do you like it?"

Yilan's cheeks were red, she nodded timidly, and Mu Qin hugged her in his arms.

Yilan's father, the owner of this village, walked out and laughed: "Yilan, what is Ziyuan Gongzi singing? ”

"Abba, Ziyuan sang a poem from the Central Plains, and he sang it to me. ”