She was hugged by the water.

The feeling of coldness suddenly gave her a thrill.

There is a faint light shining through the turbulent turquoise waters, like a bizarre dream.

She rushed out of the water, and the water was thrown out of the perfect arc by her hair. Suddenly, he found himself in the depths of the cliff.

A huge beam of light shone into the valley, and it was mighty.

The valley is full of flowers, strange flowers and different grasses, and there are rare birds and beasts walking leisurely.

The place of death that I thought was such a beautiful secret in the world.

Is this providential?

A pair of gray eyes, looking up at the sky.

"Die, die, die! Yes...... What a man spares his life! ”

The man was knocked off a cliff.

A large-character figure fell from a height and grew rapidly.

The smoke dodged, and the man made a splash several meters above the water, and then, there was no sound.

Obviously, he doesn't know how to water. Feiyan dived down and held him up with all his might......

After dragging him ashore, the smoke spread on the ground and rested for half a pillar of incense.

When the man woke up, it was a great gift to get up without saying a word.

"Thank you girl for saving your life, you are polite here!"

Feiyan propped himself up and looked at the man dressed as a scholar, and the eyes of the two collided, and time froze.

Seeing Feiyan, a look of surprise flashed in his bright eyes, but he quickly and politely withdrew his gaze.

Feiyan stared at the familiar face in front of him, unable to believe his eyes.

"Jing ...... Deep? ”

Unbelievable! I can even see you again in this life and this life!

Eight years later, after he was buried in the fire of Yanwang Palace, she had not dreamed of him once.

She always thought that it was the depth of field that blamed her and didn't want to appear in her dreams, but she didn't expect that it was because he didn't die at all!

Feiyan stood up, afraid that he was dreaming, and his hand trembled and stroked his arm, "Depth of field, is it really you?" ”

The scholar looked at Feiyan blankly, tears appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't bear to interrupt her for a while.

The real temperature from his hand came from her, and she burst into tears.

"Why, you live but don't tell me, don't come to me, do you know that I'm looking for you everywhere, I thought ......"

She finally burst into tears, "I thought you were ...... He's dead. ”

The scholar was a little moved and patted her lightly on the shoulder.

"Girl, people can't be resurrected after death, and the festival mourns and changes. His name is Lin Lu, and he is not the person in the girl's mouth. ”

Feiyan was stunned.

Lin Lu withdrew his hand and bent down to salute her, "It's rude." ”

Looking at the depth of field in front of her who bent down to salute, Feiyan had mixed feelings in her heart.

In the past, the depth of field was born with a proud youth, even if it was the act of serving people, there was an innate clan nobility.

How can he become a person who begs for mercy in every way, and even a timid scholar who gives big gifts at every turn?

What happened in the past eight years that made the depth of field change so much that he didn't even recognize her?

"Girl?" He called out to her, and took the opportunity to look at her stunning gray eyes again.

"You're bleeding." She stopped thinking about it, lowered her eyes, and tore off her sleeves.

Lin Lu looked at her hiding the severe pain in her heart, and never said a word again.

Watch her collect medicine for him and bandage him......

Drops of water flowed down her graceful jaw.

When she was focused, a pair of gray eyes shone under her eyelashes.

He sat quietly on the big rock on the shore, and the sparkle shone on his young and handsome, but childish face.

He remembered someone.

That is the famous beauty in the nations in the master's prophecy, Ji Feiyan, the daughter of King Yan, was born with a pair of hazy gray eyes, unparalleled in the world.

Such a delicate girl will really be the one who ends the troubled times?

He looked at her again thoughtfully, and she opened her mouth with something on her mind.

"Jing ...... Lin Gongzi. She changed her tone and asked, "Do you know who hurt you like this?" ”

The depth of field in memory has been practicing martial arts since childhood, even if it was abandoned eight years ago, it will not be powerless to resist the attacks of others.

When Lin Lu heard this, he looked cautious and timid, and replied three words in a low voice.

"Uncle Ling!"