Dai Luan woke up from such nightmares several times.

In the dream, she fell from a very high place, but could not wake up in time. The feeling of weightlessness continued to feel as real to her as she had when the mountains and seas rolled off the cliffs...... But that's not what she's afraid of.

She could see that just below her, another woman was also falling. She reached out to grab it, but couldn't touch her arm, and the two of them were always so close to each other. She's not falling, either, but something pulling her from underneath.

Dai Luan knew that at the end of this pitch-black abyss, there was a black dragon. He is eyeing the tiger, waiting for the opportunity to move, opening his bloody mouth at any time, pulling all the living into the land of no return.

The coolness around me became stronger and stronger, as if the frost and snow were used as armor, cold and heavy. She couldn't read the other person's expression clearly. The two of them are far away and sometimes close, even in their dreams, they are so blurry. Like a peek at the moon in the water, a flower in the fog, the constantly changing and writhing face is like molten wax in her eyes, gradually disintegrating with the wind from the bottom up. No matter how much she shouted, the woman would not respond with half a word. Dai Luan didn't even dare to close her eyes, because she would disappear in the moment she blinked.

At that point, she will wake up.

Every time she wakes up, she will know why her face is so blurry – her eyes are filled with tears. Only when she wakes up, Dai Luan will stretch out her sleeve to dry her eyes. She never really cried.

Because she knew that it wasn't a dream.

It's a reality that really happens.

Reality is not going to change.

No.

Since it is a fact, it should be accepted calmly. I believe that the moment Mu Wan pulled out the Demon Sealing Blade, she herself was ready to bear all this.

"She was dead by then." Shanhai said, "I want to ...... That's how it should be. This weapon forged by Shura may only be ...... by non-human things."

"But, there are so many people in the history of competing for the Demon Sealing Blade!" Dai Luan argued with him, "Who has not been on the verge of death? Why is she the only one who can ...... Only she ......"

"I don't know." Shan Hai said.

That night, Shi Wuqi didn't say anything. Before dawn he drank so much wine that no one could stop him. No matter what the people around them discussed, no matter how Dai Luan and Shanhai argued, in the sobbing crowd, thick and colorful pathos permeated the ruins. Although most of the houses were sturdy, the earthquake destroyed many facilities and injured many people. The remnants of the wildfires are still burning, and many people are still busy fighting the fires. The Chinese New Year is approaching, and these reconstructions must be completed quickly in a short period of time, leaving not much time for them to grieve, and tears have always been the creation of historical annihilation.

Just for a moment.

It's just fluttery.

Shi Wuqi is a physique that has never been drunk. The cold wine is in the stomach, the colder it is, the more sober it is. Dai Luan's question lingered in his ears repeatedly. He also doesn't know when he will meet up again with his former friends. It was so sudden, unexpected, clearly reasonable, but still unexpected. They know why, but ...... Why? Why?

Meaningless questioning is like a self-question with no repercussions. Gu Jia Qianlong Frost Moon Jun happily joined the flow of reincarnation and entrusted all the work to her...... Will she accept it?

Does she have a choice?

Mo Liang was lucky to survive. The sword that ran through Ji'e, he used more brute force. In fact, it is also unknown when the slaughter redundancy provided by Ye Yuejun for Ghost Sigh will be exhausted. But in the Snow Yan Valley, he can live safely under the care of Chi Li and the others, and if he is lucky enough, he should be able to survive until the end of his life.

Mo Liang asked, "How should we explain to her mother?" ”

When the question that everyone avoided was thrown, he was only met with silence that stood side by side with death.

Until Shi Wuqi said softly:

"Don't say it."

"How is that possible?"

"Lying to her old man, her daughter went down the mountain to run errands and will come back soon."

"But she can't come back!"

"Make her believe she'll come back."

It seems like an even more cruel choice. Tacit deception, everyone can do it. In the process, one day, when her Muwan's mother was completely reduced to a gray-haired old man, she realized in a trance that she could never wait for her daughter.

Or maybe she's lucky enough to live a safe life, but when she's dying, she loses her memory of the people she loves the most. Many old people have lived to the end of their lives without even remembering their children, and if this illness could befall her, it would become the mercy of the gods.

Tang Huailan didn't know when he left, which made some people very dissatisfied. Mu Wan saved her, did not ask for her blessings, but did not even leave a word of goodbye. Some people said that she was afraid of things and ran away, some people accused her of not knowing how to be grateful, and some people expressed understanding for this. But whether to forgive or not is not up to them.

People who talk are the same thing are no longer here.

Chi Li will be immersed in deep but unwarranted remorse for a long time...... Perhaps, not so long. Sometimes some stories are clear who is right, but in the end, it is not necessarily who can end up with a good ending. If revenge is the only wish Mu Wan wants, is the price it should bear?

Is it reasonable?

The one who could answer was still not there.

Since the Battle of the Winter Solstice, time has been incredibly fast.

Two months is just a snap of a finger. Everyone devoted themselves to the reconstruction of the Snow Yan Sect. Wood, stones, grain and oil were constantly poured into this almost isolated valley, and white flowers and silver continued to pour out. Fortunately, Chili managed well, and in a short period of time, he accumulated a lot of wealth for the Xue Yan Sect. When the major factions in the rivers and lakes learned of this, they also sent people to visit, provided a lot of help, and solved the urgent need. They all knew that the terrifying assassin surnamed Tang had disappeared from the world without a trace. The time was short, and the news that the dead body was not seen was not convincing. However, it is true that there has been no news of his actions in these two months, and it is too calm and uneasy to avoid restlessness. A new assassin has appeared on the rivers and lakes, and his skills are probably from the Tang family. She was armed with two soldiers, but with two broken knives.

Some people say that one of them was the weapon of the assassin surnamed Tang. Perhaps, Tang He killed this woman in Xueyan Valley. The only strange thing is that these two people are surnamed Tang, but they are not from the Tang Sect, and there is no blood relationship between the two.

How did the mountain collapse?

It's probably because there are too many bad things to do, God can't look past it, and it's been damned—everyone says so. But the location is Snow Yan Valley, and I can only be glad that there is not too much negative news about the Snow Yan Sect, and if I insist on spreading rumors, I can't beat a stuffy fart with three sticks. After all, the section was too smooth and bizarre, and it completely filled in the small gully on that side. It's really not like something that just humans can do, what kind of mountain-opening axe splitting mountain palms is just a fabricated product of the story of Zhiwei.

Everybody thinks so. It will probably take a while to wait for the rumors of the Demon Sealing Blade to circulate.

During the Chinese New Year, the Snow Yan Sect will be considered to have completed the repair, so that everyone will not live in a leaky house. It's just that the large piece of stone plain that you can see is too empty, and you can see that people's hearts are empty. A heavy snowfall fell at the end of the year, and the place was paved, and it was incredibly white from a distance, almost connected with the sky.

Excitement and prosperity are unique scenery in the world. The cheerful sound of firecrackers on Chinese New Year's Eve melted away all tragedy, and even the sad memories became diminished.

After the year, they will leave for Dailuan City. At the time of parting, Shanhai came to a woman's room who lived alone and knocked on the newly renovated door. The woman opened the door and hurriedly beckoned the four of them in.

"We're here to say goodbye, so we're not going to come in and sit." "But...... Before leaving, I want to ask you, would you like to go to Dailuan City with us? It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and compared with the Snow Yan Valley, it can be regarded as a unique scenery...... Would you like to come with us to see it? ”

"I have old arms and legs, so I won't toss!" The woman was clearly very young. She smiled, but seemed older than ever.

“…… It's a bit abrupt underneath. ”

"Thank you, you are so attentive to me, much more useful than my unfilial son. When I was young, I was left here...... They said that Wan'er was sent to find someone, when will she return? ”

“…… It's fast, it's fast. Dai Luan held her dry hand and moved the subject dryly, "If you want to come in the future, write a letter, and we will send someone to pick you up." ”

"Good, good, ......"

Shi Wuqi is really a person who is at ease with what happens. They quietly returned to Dailuan City to live for a few days, inquired about the news, and learned that this place was still a song and dance. It's just that the city lord and the city lord's wife don't know if they are busy and their bodies are getting worse.

They visited the palace of the king of the city as if they were thieves one night. Although they could not entertain them extravagantly, Dai Luan's biological parents still expressed their heartfelt thanks to several people and prepared rooms for the others. Internally, they only said that they were visitors, and did not say much. That night, Ah Luan insisted on sleeping with her mother, only that night, she didn't dream.

In the days that followed, she was always haunted by all kinds of dreams. Sometimes I wake up and forget.

"The older I get, the less I can remember. I used to be able to retell my dreams completely, but now I still have the impression when I first open my eyes, turn over a little, wash my face, and slowly I can't remember. When I got up completely, I basically forgot about it. ”

She often said this to herself.

Apart from...... That one. The dream of falling into the abyss again and again.

A dream in which there is no response to the outstretched and calling.

She knew it wasn't a dream.

It's a reality that really happens.

Reality is not going to change.

When hell freezes over.

She stood up and looked out the window at the sinking moon. The weather has warmed up lately, but the nights are still a little cold. The eastern sky was pitch black, but it was about to light up. Dai Luan didn't call for someone, but went to the basin to scoop water, wash and change clothes. There is no need to lie in bed today, because there is a very important thing today.

It was finally dawn, and she was tidy. All the tired subordinates were surprised to sober up when they saw her bright spirit. Before they could put the finishing touches on her dress, their lord strode through the corridor and around to a remote courtyard gate.

"Smack-"

She broke into the guest room and shouted at the guests inside:

"Get up! Get up! The exhibition starts today! ”

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