Lushui River is a happy river, benefiting countless people on both sides.

The tribes are grateful, the downstream into the sea, specially built an ancestral hall, specially built for the use of the river god, in the past, here is bustling, the traffic is busy, the incense is continuous, so lively.

And now, Liao is empty, a mess, and at this time, the turbid waves are rolling, the sound of the waves is shaking the sky, and the eastward flow is gone, and it seems that this place is empty and lonely at this time.

Chu Wuxian jumped into the air, searched back and forth, and couldn't see the boat of the people that the child said.

But seeing that the river was turbulent and thousands of feet away, Chu Wuxian could only be annoyed that he was only a grassroots disciple, and he couldn't turn the things of heaven and earth for my use, far less than Luochen and others could use the power of heaven and earth to go against the sky.

Chu Wuxian hesitated, and a crisp voice sounded: "Xianggong wants to cross the river by boat?"

Chu Wuxian turned his head suddenly, only to see a young woman, who came in style.

The wind bun dews the sideburns, the eyebrows and eyes are lightly swept with spring, the skin is delicate and moist like warm jade, the cherry mouth is not dotted and red, delicate and beautiful, the two strands of hair on the cheeks are gently brushed with the wind, with a bit of seductive style, and the flexible eyes turn wisely, a little naughty, a little naughty, a light green long skirt, the waist is not full of a hand, so beautiful that it is so flawless, so beautiful that it does not eat the fireworks of the world, it is really looking back and smiling.

Who is this young woman, who is not the magic sea god Nu Yan?

The slave Yan who came with all the money smiled at Chu Wuxian Yanran, looked at her head and said, "Xianggong, but you want to cross the river by boat?"

Chu Wuxian was confused by Nu Yan's momentary amazement, but when he heard that Nu Yan wanted to ask again, he lowered his head and closed his eyes, hurriedly clenched his fists, and replied: "I was thinking about crossing the river, but I didn't know if the girl had a boat." ”

"Yo, what did the husband say, the little woman happened to have a boat, not only a boat, but also a boatman......"

Before Nu Yan finished speaking, Chu Wuxian hurriedly cut off the words and said, "Then please ask the girl to send me across the river, and after the matter is completed, I will thank you again!"

"Yo, so anxious, are you going to the other side to save your sweetheart?" Nu Yan laughed.

Chu Wuxian suddenly became angry, and couldn't help but tone aggravated: "Since you know, why do you want to be so narrow, is it because you want to trick me?"

"Yo, don't dare, it's just that the old people met each other, and they were very surprised. Xianggong, is there no old love between you and me?" Nu Yan stared at Chu Wuxian with a pair of bewitching eyes.

Chu Wuxian raised his head suddenly, and looked at Nu Yan, and his heart couldn't help but ripple, but it was immediately extinguished: Mu Hanyu's life and death are unknown, and there is no news of his sister falling into the dust, not to mention, on the bank of the Lushui River, thousands of people have suffered, such a scene is not a time of amorous feelings, let alone delay.

So, Chu Wuxian was in a correct state of mind, and replied loudly: "Girl, I am in a hurry to cross the river by boat, and I hope that the girl will not dislike the impatience and recklessness just now, and can give forgiveness and help me cross the river in Xia." ”

Nu Yan sighed quietly, slowly paced around Chu Wuxian for a week, looked up and down, didn't pay attention to Chu Wuxian's request at all, but said slowly: "I haven't seen you for many years, I am still a talent, alas, ten thousand years have passed, the world is reincarnated, and I am unrecognizable, but then, I still feel old at first sight, and my heart is uneasy, I am really my biggest calamity, this calamity is not enough, the real body is hard to find!"

Nu Yan circled around Chu Wuxian for a while, and there were words in her mouth, as if she was wronged or wronged, her heart was heavy, and her face was sad.

Chu Wuxian didn't know what kind of person Nu Yan was talking about, and what it had to do with the present, Chu Wuxian wanted to cross the river by boat, and he couldn't care so much, so he pleaded again: "I hope that the girl will be perfect and give a helping hand, and I will definitely not forget your grace in saving the crisis." ”

Nu Yan raised her eyes and looked at the Taotao River, and then said to Chu Wuxian: "Or is it for the cold rain?"

"You, how do you know, who are you?" Chu Wuxian didn't know how Nu Yan knew Mu Hanyu's name, let alone how Nu Yan knew that Mu Hanyu and the others were already in prison.

Chu Wuxian couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The tiger's eyes were wide open, his eyes were shining, and he was holding a divine knife, I was afraid that if he said something wrong, Chu Wuxian would draw his knife and see him.

Nu Yan looked at Chu Wuxian and giggled: "Yo, everything is as steady as a rock, and now, when it comes to the little girl Mu Hanyu, you are in a mess, is it possible, don't you know the reincarnation of nine deaths and one life in this experience?"

"What nine deaths?" Chu Wuxian asked.

"Mu Hanyu will die nine times, and you will be reborn in your life!" replied Nu Yan.

"Why?" Chu Wuxian wondered.

"Because you love her alone. Nu Yan was dissatisfied.

"Why?" Chu Wuxian was distressed.

"Because someone loves you, and you don't see it, that's all. Nu Yan was furious.

"How do you know?" Chu Wuxian was puzzled.

"Because, I am also the person who loved you all my life and was unable to cross the Divine Palace, so I naturally know. Nu Yan lamented.

"Who is Kite Tian?" Chu Wuxian asked again.

"It's your predecessor. Nu Yan was calm.

"Luo Qianyan?" Chu Wuxian asked again.

"She is the one who loves you and you can't see it. There is only one person in your eyes, and that is the Peach Blossom Fairy in the previous life, and the cold rain in this life. Nu Yan was angry.

A question, an answer.

It's all lovesick tears.

Chu Wuxian felt waves in his heart, and Nu Yan's heart was turbulent.

In 10,000 years, with the flick of a finger, who can recognize you?

Chu Wuxian never thought that the complicated friendship in this life was not very clear, ignorant, and turbid, and the evil fate of the previous life was only shocked, and it was difficult to suppress the excitement.

In his previous life, 10,000 years ago, Chu Wuxian was the first owner of the Xuanao Divine Palace, named Kite Tian, and then fell in love with a nameless cultivator, because he loved peach blossoms, he was called the Peach Blossom Fairy.

Iris almost turned a blind eye to her, the two of them only cared about Qingqing and me, forgetting that there was a person beside them, Iris Tian's Divine Heaven Award Luo poured his face, and at this time he was pouring out his whole body, eager to get Chu Wuxi's pity.

It's a pity that Chu Wuxian turned a blind eye to this and ignored it. Luo Tianyan hated from love, when he didn't pay attention to the kite, he ruined the Yuan God of Kite, killed the peach blossom fairy, and made a poisonous oath, and issued a poisonous curse, if the kitesky is reborn, it will be Mu Hanyu to die for a lifetime, if it can bear it, it can be fulfilled, if Mu Hanyu has a slight difference, a little hesitation, Mu Hanyu will be cursed by ten thousand deaths.

Kite Tian will also return to the Divine Palace and fall into the hands of Luo Qianyan.

Nu Yan is very aware of the events of the day, and Nu Yan herself is also one of the murderers who destroyed the Kite Tianyuan God, so she often has remorse in her heart, because of this reason, she has not been able to cross the catastrophe for a long time and become an immortal.

Under Nu Yan's smile, it is even more vicissitudes of life, and the situation is changing.

The two faced each other silently and did not speak for a long time.

There is only the Lushui River, the waves crash on the shore, and it flows eastward.

There are even more rumors, miserable sounds, and instantly disappear into the ground.

Slowly for 10,000 years, for 10,000 years, for 10,000 years, it is difficult to tell the story.

Chu Wuxian asked with difficulty, "Why, why do you want to tell me?"

"It's just that I was entrusted by someone, and I also want to see you. Nu Yan forced a laugh, the corners of her mouth twitching.

"What if you see it?"

"When I see it, I die, I don't know if I can survive the catastrophe of ten thousand years?"

"You can get through. ”

"Me, can I get through?"

A line of clear tears, if it slipped down from Nu Yan's bright eyes, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sun and the moon were invisible.

The mountains cannot bear its weight, and the earth cannot bear its lightness.

Ten thousand years of waiting, just for this sentence, a sentence of farewell, can I look forward to ten thousand years in my heart?

Waiting in the dark, unforgettable lovesickness, waiting for the goodbye of this sentence in place?

Nu Yan suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, the laughter shook the sky, and there were tears in the laughter: "I am a spirit, I dare to climb the god of the sky, such infatuation, in exchange for a ruthless sentence, God, I hate you." ”

Nu Yan flew up, making a splash of rain, crystal clear raindrops, silently falling on Chu Wuxi's hair, neck, face, shoulders, chest, arms, and soles.

and in the heart.

Chu Wuxian remained indifferent.

The heart belongs, and others are strangers.

Extremely ruthless, really infatuated.

The rain was pouring down, and I don't know if this was Nu Yan's sad tears.

"You still love the Peach Blossom Fairy, then I will fulfill you, but, don't forget what you said today, help you, and repay my grievances for ten thousand years!"

The slave Yan cried and complained, but when she saw the red rain appearing, whose blood and tears were fluttering and sprinkling.

Chu Wuxian is as light as a swallow, he was entangled by Nu Yan in a red ling, lifted to the sky, crossed the Lushui River, and jumped away from the riverbank, Nu Yan still couldn't forget the old feelings, and thought in pieces: "Kite, there is no turning back, from now on, you and I are strangers, and there is no past friendship." I just ask you to be safe and sound, find your true body as soon as possible, and then ascend to the Divine Palace and show your might!"

Chu Wuxian was speechless.

Silently watching Nu Yan drift away alone, a tear couldn't stop flowing.

I am willing to exchange the fireworks of my three lives and three lives for the confusion of your life and this life.

Where is the flying flotsam and flying flowers, the layer of ice and snow is disabled, and the sparse tree is more cold. Love him Mingyue is good, and being haggard is also relevant. The most is the place where the branches are shaken, and the transfer of people remembers the spring mountain, and the dream of the skirt is intermittent. The west wind hates a lot, and it can't blow away the eyebrows.

What's more, the residual lamp is extinguished, and the smoke is cold, accompanied by only a lonely shadow. Judged to be drunk and clean, in order to ask who is the eye-catching person in the world. It is rare to scatter the wine between the flowers, and drink the empty scratch the head. Idle always pay drunk to sleep, but I am afraid that when I wake up, I will still be in front of the bottle.

The long street is long, the fireworks are numerous, you pick up the lights and look back, the short pavilion is short, the red dust is rolling, I will sigh again.

In the end, who broke the string, the flower fell on the shoulder, and I was in a trance.

How many red faces, how many lovesickness breaks, only the blood-stained ink fragrance is left to cry and mess with the grave.

The vast land is broken with a sword, where the prosperity is singing. Leaning on the clouds to hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

Let him be turbid in everything, and reincarnate for you with a smile.

Send you a song, don't ask the end of the song to gather and disperse. Who burns the smoke and scatters the vertical and horizontal bonds.

Listen to the broken strings, break the three thousand obsessions. Falling flowers are annihilated, and the wind ripples are annihilated. If the flower is pitiful, it falls on whose fingertips.