Ever since Liu Wanru thought about it, he had never paid attention to this child. When he learned that this child might be evil, he didn't hesitate to cut the grass and eradicate it.

By the time Sisi spoke up, he had never had the joy of being a father for the first time.

Sisi's growth, for him, is mostly wary and worried.

There is very little emotion he has paid for this daughter.

Now, it can't be said to be sad, and I was a little sad at the time, after all, it was a debt.

However, now it is better to bury her in this place surrounded by mountains and streams than in the palace.

Sisi was buried, and the sky was already bright. Purple still showed no signs of waking up. Duanmu Kaoru plucked a large leaf from the branch, fetched water and fed it to Ziyi's lips, picked some wild fruits, ate some of them, and carried the rest with him.

This valley is very weird, if there is such a blessing as yesterday again, I am afraid that he and Ziyi will not have the luck of the last time, so he must leave with Ziyi sooner.

Helplessly, Ziyi couldn't wake up, but the pulse was still stable, Duanmu Kaoru could only hold Ziyi and strode towards the narrow mouth in the valley.

I don't know where this evil wind blew them.

Duanmu Kaoru walked for most of the day with purple clothes in his arms, but as far as the eye could see, it was still surrounded by mountains and green meadows. The only difference was that the stream seemed to come to an end, and at the end seemed to be a spring, and the water of the spring was sweet.

Duanmu Kaoru put the purple clothes by the stream, looked up at the sky, the sun had already returned to the west, but there was still no end in sight ahead.

It's as if this mountain has been going on and on, and there is no way out.

Untied his coat and draped it over the purple clothes, Duanmu Kaoru fell into deep thought.

Everything doesn't seem quite right.

From the first time they arrived at the place where the plague was rampant, and then the strange feeling in their hearts at the end, and then the blue and white air currents in the distance.

Blue Grass and Silver Eyes-

Evil Wind -

Duanmu Kaoru's head was a little painful, and his brain was a little drowsy after not sleeping well for a long time. It's just that there is no guarantee that there will be no wild beasts in this valley, so he didn't dare to sleep too deeply, so he could only hold the purple clothes and squint for a while.

In her dreams, Ziyi is still falling [harmoniously], and she has even gradually become accustomed to this feeling of falling [harmonious] falling. She also realized that she was dreaming, but she didn't want to wake up.

Wake up and have so much to face.

Whether it's annoying or sad, it's better to just like this, and keep falling [harmony] in your dreams, maybe one day, you will be crushed.

"Purple, purple!" At night, Duanmu Kaoru felt the strange atmosphere around him, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

The smell was so strange that he had to be more vigilant.

He gently patted Ziyi's face, and Ziyi frowned, but seemed unwilling to wake up.

"Purple clothes, wake up." Duanmu Kaoru continued to pat gently, calling Ziyi's name over and over again.

That night, there was no moon and no awakening, and the clouds in the sky were so low that it seemed as if a heavy rain could fall at any moment.

Duanmu Kaoru looked around, the peaks of the two plates were cliffs, and there were no trees around, and the two of them didn't even have a place to hide from the rain.