"Sure enough, it's a soul, come quietly, leave silently, and don't say hello, but what should I pay attention to?"

"No matter, let it bloom undefeated first, and attract the master to talk."

The handful of stars and moonsets on the table was really glowing, threw the flowers into the corner, picked up the stars and moonsets, shook his head and said: "As long as there are flowers that bloom all year round, what does it matter if you have a lot of blood." ”

I threw the flower soul into the corner early, I didn't hear what she said, as long as the flowers are heavy, the master can come and listen to her explanation, everything is worth it.

The eighth sister covered Tong Tong's only eye with one hand, raised the stars and moonset with the other, took a few deep breaths, closed her eyes and comforted her little thumping heart, "It's just a bowl of blood, you can't die, it's a big deal to go to the master's study to find some blood-replenishing blood pills to eat, right!" It's okay. ”

Make up her mind, stabbed into her chest violently, and a drop of bright red liquid flowed into the jade bowl prepared by the eighth sister with hot air, and a stream of blood choked her throat, with a salty smell of blood, I didn't feel how much it hurt, I just felt that this would make the flowers bloom like brocade, and never wither could make the master happy and forgive himself, so how many bowls of blood were worth it.

"Master, will you believe the eighth sister? Will you come to listen to the eighth sister explain? ”

"Hey!" He sighed softly.

I really didn't know the bottom of my heart, and when a drop of blood filled a bowl, the eighth sister pulled out the stars and the moon set, the dagger was withdrawn, and a cold-causing breath seemed to penetrate the blood of the eighth sister, and the whole body raced away, and I couldn't help but shiver in pain, and a little bead of sweat oozed from my forehead.

Now she felt pain, it hurt, it hurt to the bone, but she could bear it, simply bandaged the wound for herself, and held the green jade bowl, full of bright red liquid, revealing a strange light.

Holding the painful wound, he cautiously came to the plane tree and looked up at the big tree that had risen into the clouds.

"Little Wutong, now that you are so tall, you have to help my sister, my sister irrigates you so hard, you have to bloom a lot of flowers, beautiful and enchanting purple flowers, so that this place becomes full of flowers, okay!"

The eighth sister watered the sycamore tree with her heart and blood, and at the same time chattered to herself to the sycamore tree, forgetting the wound on her chest for a short time, forgetting the cold pain of the blood in her heart just now, completely ignoring the sweat soaking her cheeks and wetting the pale and weak little face.

"The fox eight sister's house is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low on the branches. The butterflies dance from time to time, attracting phoenixes to perch on the trees. Hehehehe...... "What a beautiful picture scroll it should be, will you be surprised if you attract the master?" Will he come to listen to the eighth sister's explanation? The pale little face radiated a charming light, intoxicated by the master who came to listen to her explain and once again trusted her imagination.

Tong Tong rubbed back and forth at the feet of the eighth sister, whining, it was worried, worried that the eighth sister would tear out the blood of her heart, it didn't understand why the eighth sister treated herself so cruelly.

"Don't worry, Sister Tong Tong is fine, as long as this flowering season can make the master happy, the eighth sister will be content." After speaking, he leaned weakly against the trunk of the tree. Turning his head and saying stupidly, "Master, will you be happy?" You said that you would be in a good mood when it blooms, will you still be angry with the eighth sister? But the eighth sister doesn't know what she did wrong! ”

Thinking of the master's cold face, it always makes her feel so distressed, always thinking about what way to make him happy and make him smile on his face, in fact, the master's smile is very beautiful and warm, but he doesn't like to laugh very much, and the eighth sister is inevitably a little regretful. But every time I see him smiling, I feel that it is the most beautiful in the world, and the world will be discolored.

"Master, what makes you freeze your heart, what makes you forget the original smile, will you be happier in the future? I think it will! Snow Feather Fairy will give you a warm home and a happy smile, yes...... How well you are compatible. The eighth sister leaned against the trunk of the tree in her thoughts, and fell asleep with Tong Tong in her arms.

Seven seven forty-nine days, a bowl of blood every day, the leaves of the watered plane tree are revealing bright red color, the flowers are full of branches, the branches are bent heavily, the purple flowers are full of blood-red light, purple with red, and the sun shines purple blood-red light. It seems that each flower has life, and when the wind blows, it floats in the wind like a dancing elf.

"It's so beautiful......" The eighth sister irrigated the last bowl of heart's blood, leaned weakly against the trunk of the tree, looked at the flowers that were getting heavier and heavier day by day, the breeze blew, the purple trumpet-shaped flowers floated out, and she took one in the air casually, spread it in the palm of her hand, and showed a satisfied smile on her pale face.

"Master, will you be satisfied with this scene? What will your expression be? ”

The flowery sycamore tree of the Phantom Sword Pavilion can be seen floating in the sky, and a faint fragrance of sycamore flowers wafts in the wind.

The sycamore tree lives up to the expectations of the eighth sister, a purple tree, splashing and sprinkling, so gorgeous that the eighth sister herself is surprised, I don't understand how I raised it. In fact, it is very simple, in addition to watering the blood of the heart on time every day, it is to beg and beg them every day, the grass and trees know human nature, maybe they are moved by the eighth sister, even they are eager for the presence of that man, hoping that the eighth sister's wish will come true.

After some grooming, gently rubbing the skirt of the yarn, painting a light makeup on himself in the mirror, the first time he put on makeup was to hide his pale face, or the rouge gouache he took for Xiaoxiao, picked up two cute buds, inserted a freshly scattered sycamore flower, and smiled at himself in the mirror with satisfaction.

Fold a paper crane and ask it to find a master.

"One, two, three...... Ninety-Nine ...... One hundred and ninety-nine flowers...... One thousand nine hundred and ninety, master, you watched the flowers fall so much, the whole courtyard will be filled with sycamore flowers, how many will you count before you come back to the sycamore courtyard to take a look! Look at the flowers planted by the eighth sister for you in all seasons, the scene of flowers, will you be surprised? Will it? ……”

"Falling flowers, tears, falling flowers, flying

Once the spring is full of funeral flowers

Hongyan is tired for who is drunk alone

Petals and petals fell and shattered all over the ground

Falling flowers, tears, falling flowers, flying

The fragrance of flowers is scattered and it is difficult to return

The Yiren lowered their eyebrows for whom they were haggard

How much charm is there in one piece (zzhuiluo).

extinguished the love in my heart

Dried the tears in his eyes

My infatuation is for you

Who is your lovesickness for?

Shredding the dreams of this life

Forgot the sorrow of the world

You can't love each other in this life

I just hope to see you again in the next life

Falling flowers, tears, falling flowers, flying

Once the spring is full of funeral flowers

Falling flowers, tears, falling flowers, flying

The fragrance of flowers is scattered and it is difficult to return

Falling flowers, tears, falling flowers, flying

The fragrance of flowers is scattered and it is difficult to return

The Yiren lowered their eyebrows for whom they were haggard

How much charm is there in a piece (zuiluo).

extinguished the love in my heart

Dried the tears in his eyes

My infatuation is for you

Who is your lovesickness for?

Shredding the dreams of this life

Forgot the sorrow of the world

You can't love each other in this life

I just hope to see you again in the next life

Falling flowers, tears, falling flowers, flying

Once the spring is full of funeral flowers

Falling flowers, tears, falling flowers, flying

The fragrance of flowers is scattered and it is difficult to return

Falling flowers, tears, falling flowers, flying

Once the spring is full of funeral flowers

Falling flowers, tears, falling flowers, flying

The fragrance of flowers is scattered and it is difficult to go back" sang the funeral flowers and tears in the ancient books, not a single sentence revealed thoughts, lost feelings, but how helpless. Since that day on the beach, the master's eyes as cold as a knife have pierced deeply into the heart of the eighth sister, and I have not returned to this small courtyard with plane blossoms, and I can't see this little figure waiting quietly, master, do you really want the eighth sister?

Purple gauze skirt, two lovely buds on the head, inserted with beautiful and enchanting sycamore flowers, the enlightened beast that has been orange-red beside him, quietly sitting under the sycamore tree with heavy flowers, counting the flowers falling and blooming, bypassing the sunrise, waiting until sunset, wearing the stars and the moon to sit until dawn. His eyes looked at the door without blinking, for fear of missing something.

A courtyard is fragrant with flowers, and a sycamore flower with lush branches and leaves. Under the sun, the purple and red rays, the flowers bloom and fall, the leaves are green like jade, the shimmer flows, and they reflect each other, and the beauty is thrilling.

I waited for three whole days, sat quietly under the plane tree with flowers and drizzle for three days, singing songs that made people hear heartbreaks, waiting was so tormenting, so long, longer than the past five years, it shouldn't be longer than the eighth sister lived so long.

The familiarity is reassuring, and the figure that feels very safe when you look at it still hasn't appeared, but it has attracted a somewhat similar person.