Chapter Twenty-Seven I look at the hazy moonlight, and you become haggard and falling flowers

"Yao'er?" Yuwen Shangxi turned around eagerly, but he didn't see anything, he shouted at the alley: "Fan Yao." Yao'er. Is that you? Are you back? Didn't we say eight years, why don't you come out and see me? "

The alley was still quiet, and even the breeze blew lightly. Yuwen Shangxi lowered his head in frustration, is it an illusion?

At this time, a lively little guy, holding the newly bought sugar gourd, licked happily, and strode happily.

Yuwen Shangxi suddenly raised his head with a look of surprise: "Yao'er? But when I saw the person clearly, I was slightly disappointed.

Twilight whispered, "Yao'er? Why is it so familiar? He looked at the masked man in front of him suspiciously, and he always felt familiar.

Whispered, "Where did we meet that?" ”

When Yuwen Shangxi raised his head again, the sadness in his eyes was gone, and he smiled softly: "Guess? ”

This, the sound ... Be... "You. You. You. Be... Twilight was shocked, was this fate. Uh-huh.

Yuwen Sang-hee smiled, undeniable.

"Hee, you are..." However, before she could say her next sentence, a black-clad man suddenly appeared behind her, holding an arrow aimed at Twilight's heart.

Yuwen Shangxi saw it, and immediately rushed towards Xiao Dui, and at the same time, his hand was secretly lucky, wanting to hit the man in black, but what he didn't expect was that although his movements were one step faster, the attack went directly through the body of the black cloth, and in his stunned second, the arrow in black also hit Xiao Dui's heart at the same time, Xiao Du felt that his heart was hit by something in an instant, and he was in a sharp pain, and he fell straight down.

The black clothes on the tree, looking at Twilight. Haruka, your long-cherished wish, I fulfilled it for you. Make the most of the remaining year, and hopefully you've made the right choice. He finally glanced intently at Twilight before disappearing into the night.

Yuwen Shangxi caught Xiao Dui, and when he raised his head, the tree was already empty.

He called out to her softly, "Twilight, Twilight." Are you okay? While frowning, he looked at the arrow in his heart, and suddenly the amazing arrow slowly integrated into his body and gradually disappeared, and there was no blood on Twilight's body at all.

Yuwen Shangxi was puzzled for a while, looking at the girl in his arms.

Suddenly, the girl's body moved, and she slowly opened her eyes, and a pair of fiery and beautiful red eyes came into view, like a raging fire, deeply attracting others.

The girl looked at the man in front of her, raised her hand and gently took off his mask, and lightly said, "Hee, are you Hee?" ”

Yuwen Shangxi was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously murmured: "Yao'er?"

The woman in her arms burst into tears and cried with joy: "Hee, it's really you." He hugged him.

Yuwen Shangxi gently replied: "Fanyao, eight years is really too long." ”

Fang Shui.

On an altar, a honeycomb gathered people from all over the world, and the eyes of the people remained motionless and fixed on the sacrifice. The leader of the 17th, holding three sticks of incense, led the people to the stele engraved with the ancient divine beast and the words written on it, and said: "My noble Genesis Gongbi Mora, I am your most faithful servant, the 17th. Today is another festival of your 1,000th year of reincarnation, and I will keep your vows and continue your unfulfilled vows. "After three prostrations, the incense was inserted on the incense burner, and after that came the ten warriors.

After the incense was inserted, the ten fighters stood on all sides again, leaving three people to open the enchantment on the stage, and then the remaining people formed a circle under the leadership of the 17th, I don't know what to say in their mouths, the white enchantment reached the sky, and the seven people on the field each exercised, emitting a very pure seven-colored light around the body, like a rainbow, led by purple light, in turn, quickly raised on the field.

Everyone only felt that the light was very strong. Many people couldn't open their eyes, and those who barely opened their eyes could only open the rapid staggered light and shadow under the intersession, and after 5 minutes, the light and shadow weakened, and the seven people formed a circle, and the pace was very fast.

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Look, is that the "Lost Glory", one of the three stunts of the legendary King Mora", "Many people have looked, oh my God, it is actually lost magic, where the magic goes, it will destroy all darkness and reforge a new life." It is one of the most powerful magic in the history of the Anya dynasty. For a while, the crowd was boiling, and they all opened their eyes wide, and they couldn't bear to miss the slightest.

The seven-colored brilliance gradually intertwined with each other, blooming a huge strong light, the light continued to attack the enchantment, the eyes of the three people who controlled the enchantment gradually became cold, and the big drops of sweat continued to leak out, one by one, the faces were hideous, and the brilliance continued to grow to form a huge magic array, with a loud bang, the light instantly soared into the sky, and at this time, the enchantment also broke in response, and the light was unbound and soaked the entire continent, and the sky was a little brighter, full of colorful light.

Everyone looked at the sky with admiration and shouted, "King Mora, King Mora... The shouts thundered over and over again, and for a long time.

In the alley, Fan Yao looked at the light and smiled with relief.

Yuwen Shangxi looked at her puzzled.

Fan Yao gently took his hand and jumped, and in an instant came to a nearby mountain top, looking at the petal-shaped snowflakes sprinkled with brilliance, and smiled gently.

She turned around, naughtily shook her hand back, and gently stepped on the ground on her toes, "Hee, actually... ”

A huge salute rang out, drowning out her words, and Yuwen Shangxi looked at her lips, and his eyes suddenly widened, with a look of disbelief, she, she, she actually told him that she was dead, she was dead, these three words lingered in his mind for a long time, he waited for eight years, but he waited for a sentence to die.

There was no sadness in Fan Yao's eyes, just like the Qingming he was when he saw her, she still smiled so naturally: "Xi, don't be sad, I just returned to the place that should have belonged to me, but I broke the rules, because of you, I asked that person to give me an extra year, I searched for a long time, and finally found this container that suits me, you can rest assured, the original owner is fine, but her consciousness will sleep when I appear." ”

"Why didn't you say goodbye at that time, why didn't you tell me what would happen and you would die?" Yuwen Sang-hee once again deeply realized the taste of heartache. Life is a hazy moonlight, and death is a haggard falling flower, which is not fake at all.

Fan Yao lowered his head, "Xi, I have my troubles. That's all for us! ”

Yuwen Sang-hee turned his back, not wanting her to see his sadness, because he was afraid, afraid that he would not be able to see that beautiful smile.

Fan Yao gently hugged his back: "Xi, promise me something, take care of this child, she will do my unfinished business instead of me, and look forward to our next meeting." ”

The butterfly, which had been glowing red, quietly flew into Twilight's body again.