Nanfeng thought of the depths, and suddenly woke up so tired, he was willing to believe his parents' lies, and he was willing to believe that the eight graves in front of his house in his dream were full of grass. The wind passes, with tears in the corners of the eyes, and it is rare to be confused. Life is really hard, what has supported the south wind to the present? One is diligent and hardworking, and when the body is tired and suffering, the pain in the heart feels a little less; The second is that Jin Lian talks about wine and joy to the moon, and he can't tell which is a dream and which is reality, and it is better to treat reality as a dream and a dream as reality?

"Miss Nian, wait a minute, I'll come when I go." In late autumn, the green plums are ripe all over the mountains, and the Nanfeng Dormitory has a lot of local local plum wine, which was purchased when I visited the Red Mansion in Linzhen before. The wine jar here is made of rough embryos, the loess is yellow without polish, and the three words "plum wine" are scribbled in charcoal, which has no beauty at all. Nanfeng, who has always pursued refinement, has always decided not to take a look at something that is not exquisite. That day, I was attracted by the little girl who sold wine, with two pigtails tied with red rope, and her cheeks were blown red and cracked by the autumn wind, like a sister who loved her in a dream.

Not long after, Nanfeng held two cans of green plum jar wine bigger than Nian Xiaojiao's head. The white and pure born in the south who had passed was as pure as the young man who was not as weak as the crown, he tilted his head and smiled, and threw a jar to Nian Xiaojiao.

Nian Xiaojiao only felt that today's south wind was a little different, and the smile that penetrated into the corners of her eyes every day was very far-fetched today.

"If you can't laugh, don't laugh, it's ugly." Nian Xiaojiao tore off the red cloth head cork of the green plum wine, the wine is mellow, the color is dark purple, she doesn't understand the wine, but she thinks the color is strange and beautiful, and the plum taste is strangely fragrant.

"Do it first for respect~" Nian Xiaojiao raised her head, a mouthful of wine was hot and spicy into her throat, choking her coughing, this wine looked like juice, and it tasted fierce.

"Be strong!" The south wind laughed and took a sip of fruit wine. I feel very powerful, with the fragrance of plums, and retains the richness of the spirits, choking very strongly, very strong. No, they all choked on tears.

"Wine to heroes." Nian Xiaojiao stopped coughing, savored the sweetness in her throat, and couldn't help but take another sip of wine, like the fishy cat, she couldn't stop the temptation of deliciousness. Nian Xiaojiao likes to eat meat since she was a child, she yearns to eat meat and drink wine, and Brother Ke Ping is strict, only allowed to drink tea and not drink, every time she looks at the style of the wine at the table, she is fascinated. This is the first time I have tasted wine, and it is both domineering and delicious.

Intense, sweet.

"Happy~" Nian Xiaojiao's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, half of the jar of wine was already in her stomach, and she was lying on her back on the grass. The night in late autumn is a little cold, the sky is a little heavy, the stars are a little close, as if they are within reach, flashing and flashing, Nian Xiaojiao feels that the stars are about to hit herself.

Because she was drunk and dizzy.

"Nonsense!" A low shout rang out overhead.

"Haha, old stump, you're here." Nian Xiaojiao was a little floating, looking at Shang Hong, who was not smiling, and blurted out the words that she usually only dared to recite silently in her heart. This is the second time, Nian Xiaojiao's name is Shang Hong this time, and the last time she was in Tuoshan Cave, she called him like this, which made him angry and teased her fiercely.

Now, Shang Hong was a little angry again, but not because she called him Elm Pimple, but because she dared to drink, or with a man who had just met him, even if that person was his friend.

Shang Hong glanced at Nanfeng fiercely, as if his tender cabbage had been arched by a pig. He squatted down and gently helped Nian Xiaojiao up: "It's time to go back." ”

"Don't, I'm still going to drink~" Nian Xiaojiao, who drank the wine, had a little more of her daughter's charm, she was angry, and fell down again, hugging the weeds on the ground and playing with her.

Nanfeng only felt that another sharp gaze swept towards him, and the bystanders couldn't help but say: "My good young master, she is the eagle of the clouds, not a canary that can be kept in a cage." I can protect it for a while, but I can't protect it for a lifetime. If you really like it, let it spread its wings. ”

Shang Hong's eyes looked at the south wind and cut a little deeply, this south wind, when he was arrogant, Shang Hong was also rare, but he didn't look like a monk when he wore a robe.

"Haha, everyone is drunk and I am sober, everyone is awake and I am drunk." The south wind returned to his former wanderings, supporting his head with one hand and half-lying on the side of the mountain, and drinking the whole jar of residual wine on his back.

"Good wine!"

"When you're done, go back to sleep, don't talk like a." Shang Hong dropped a vicious word of concern, picked up Nian Xiaojiao and strode away.

The small figure shrunk in his arms, the autumn wind after drinking was a little biting, and the little face rubbed and rubbed towards the warm embrace, which was very delicate and lovely. Waiting for Shang Hong to place it in the soft collapse, the night is sweet, and there is no dream and no worries.

The next day, Nian Xiaojiao, who woke up in the morning after a hangover, stood at the top of the mountain, looking at the crowd of people opening the mountain in front of her, the sound of explosions was endless, and Nian Xiaojiao only felt a headache, probably because of a hangover. I don't know if the first mountains were razed today, and there was a murmur in my mind:

"No! Cannot! ”

Nian Xiaojiao looked back at the entire mountain, except for the busy mountain opener in the distance, and Shang Hong, who closed his lips closely, there was no one here: "Do you hear any sound?" ”

"The sound of falling leaves?" Shang Hong asked, pointing to the withered yellow fallen leaves in front of him.

A leaf falls in the autumn of the day, the cold dew has arrived, the grass and trees are dry, the mountains are warm and yellow, a golden autumn scene.

"No! Cannot! ”

The voice was like a roar from Xiaojiao's mind, hitting her heart, she covered her ears with her hands, but she still couldn't stop the roar, and it hurt so much that Nian Xiaojiao hugged her head and squatted down.

"No! Cannot! Nian Xiaojiao muttered unconsciously.

"What not?" Shang Hong squatted down and picked up Nian Xiaojiao's cheeks and asked with concern.

Nian Xiaojiao grabbed Shang Hong's collar fiercely with one hand, and pointed to the person who opened the mountain in front of her: "No!" Stop it! ”

After speaking, he fell into a coma.

Shang Hong hugged Nian Xiaojiao and rushed down, Nian Xiaojiao, who was already unconscious, was still frowning and full of fear, and still couldn't stop muttering, "Stop~Stop~"

He didn't know what happened to Nian Xiaojiao, and he saw that the situation was very bad, so he could only stop the team that opened the mountain according to Nian Xiaojiao's words.

Recently, the goddess who has been seeing the dragon without seeing the end of the dragon heard that Nian Xiaojiao was in a coma, and she hurriedly came to investigate. Along with him is the head of the Hanyu Sect, Hanyu Immortal, that is a woman who has been treated favorably by the years, although she is middle-aged, she has smooth skin like a girl, very bright and moving, and is worthy of being one of the three beauties of the mainland who are famous in the previous generation.

Thirty years ago, the mainland was popular with three beauties, one was the Hanyu Immortal, the lord of Haoyue County, and the daughter of the King of Nanping in Yinyang City. the second is the mysterious side concubine of the beautiful emperor of the Western Regions, who is rumored to be beautiful; The third is the domineering girl Tiansha Sword Demon. However, later generations say that the Heavenly Demon is the leader of the Demon Sect, and the people of the rivers and lakes call it the Evil Woman, which is difficult to be famous and very common, but as everyone knows, it is the Evil Woman who has never shown her true face. And there are very few people who can be seen by the emperor's side concubine, which is difficult to confirm, and there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the name of the three beauties can probably only be worthy of the name of the Hanyu Immortal.

When the Hanyu Immortal saw the person on the bed, she was stunned for a moment, last year, she went to see the dead ghost who was not long-eyed, and there was such a girl beside him, with beautiful eyebrows and green wood, with a natural aura, just like the elf in the forest, clear and smart. It's not this couch beauty.

"Third sister, do you know the origin of this girl?" The Hanyu Immortal asked at the Sha Po.

"She's the second daughter." The sorcerer sighed.

"What about Lin Li's short-lived ghost?"

"General Lin is the stepfather of the girl and takes care of her growing up."

Hanyu Immortal closed his eyes, Lin Li, Lin Li, it is not in vain that the second sister treats you as her own brother, you old guy has done a good deed.

"Two seniors, do you know what's wrong with Miss Nian?" Shang Hong asked anxiously, his upbringing made him not forget to bow and salute.

"Take good care of her, and wait for us to go to the forest." After that, she left in a hurry. A cold-eyed jade immortal followed. One is heroic and the other is a fairy and holy.

"What do you think?" Shapo asked as she sped forward.

"That old friend did it." Hanyu Immortal's face was not very good-looking, and when he thought of the past, he knew that it was a difficult one to deal with: "It's a pity that the second sister is gone, otherwise he would have been able to spread wild here." I think back then, I didn't follow the second sister like a lackey and be the leader. ”

was speechless for a long time, only the sound of the wind stirred up by the hurry.

The two of them soon reached the place where the mountain was opened, where the loess was facing the sky and the walls were ruined.

The woman shouted, "Come out, turtle son." ”

For a while, the whole valley remembered the sound of the boulder bursting, the cracked mountain has bright eyes, and the whole mountain is a dragon's head, and the legend can open the mountain to be good at the dementor dragon's head and turtle body.

"Humph!" With a low snort, a gust of wind caused the nearby trees to sway, and the golden leaves flew all over the mountain, spinning and falling again and again.

"How can the soul of my good niece be ingested by you, an old monster?" She took out a heavenly sword and shot it at the skull, hitting it with one blow.

The head of the skull did not know how thick it was, and with a swing of his head, he threw the Tiansha knife far away, without any injury.

"It's an old thing, the soul of the little girl is not delicious, how about I exchange it with you, use my drive to exchange the soul of the girl, but please release some of the 10,000-year-old yin iron of your old nest, after all, if the golden holy sword is demonized, you don't want to protect yourself, how about it?" The Han Jade Immortal rushed to the Dao.

A pair of huge black eyes kept turning, as if he was really thinking.

The Han Yu Immortal said that he flew up and walked towards the back of the stump.

"Big sister!" Shapo exclaimed.

"Good sister, the dead ghost Lin Li has passed away, and I have no intention of surviving. Let me go. The Hanyu Immortal is like a rising immortal, and his white clothes flutter in the wind, ready to feather away at any time.

"My sister continued." After a short time, the cold jade immortal on the turtle's back threw a huge stone, and then sank into the ground with the skull, and disappeared without a trace.

All that remained was the earth-shattering roar of the sinister woman.