Jiuzhou Xuanyuan Kingdom, outside Wanqiu City.

Surrounded by mountains and mountains, the lake is clear and clear, just like a piece of turquoise jade.

The birds on the lake fly freely, and the green lotus leaves stretch endlessly.

The lotus flowers in the lake are blooming one after another, slim and elegant, pink and elegant.

The surface of the water is lightly cloudy and mist, overflowing with layers of mist.

Shaded by weeping willows on both sides, several quaint stone bridges lie among them, and a bamboo raft slowly passes through the bridge hole and breaks out of the waves.

Let this quiet picture add a touch of agility and poetry.

A young man, with lotus leaves on his head, leaning on the bow of the boat, enjoying the scenery of the lake and mountains, so idle, leisurely!

"Oh, it's really beautiful! I've been in Wanqiu City for so long, and it's really boring to listen to my father discuss the battle formation and analyze the military situation all day long. Uncle Zisong, it's good to see the scenery here!"

The young man at the end of the raft stretched his waist and smiled at the young man holding the penny at the stern of the boat.

"The little prince was born in Jiangmen, but he doesn't like to kill, although he is young, his heart is so elegant. Hey, Lu is ashamed of himself!"

"How dare you, how dare you, the younger generation should be called young and ignorant and unambitious. ”

The boy learns the tone of an adult, responds funny, and turns around and grimaces.

The two couldn't help but laugh.

Look at this teenager again, but he is only about ten years old.

Full of black hair, slightly curly at the tip, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, shining.

Talking and laughing, there is a restrained and calm heroic spirit.

He was dressed in a light blue leather coat with a row of pale yellow buttons, which were buttoned diagonally down his left chest from the corner of the collar, showing the style of aristocracy.

The young man, taking off his leather boots, tapped the lake with his bare feet, and took out an amber jade flute from his bosom and played it gently.

The flute song of "Manjiang Red Star Han" slowly flowed with his beating fingertips, rippling with the circles on the soles of his feet.

The soft and distant melody and the sparkling waves of the sunset are intertwined, shining with the golden light of the lake.

It can be described as:

In the drawing of people's travel, there is no worry.

The jade flute flies darkly, chasing the sunset with the waves.

"Xing'er, your flute is getting better and better!"

At this moment, a delicate figure in the lotus bush floated in.

After a few leaps, he stopped at a bud.

"It's Sister Yue!" The boy stood up eagerly and looked at the girl among the lotus flowers. “

Sister Yue, aren't you going to Luoshen Peak to see your father set up a formation to meet the enemy, why did you come here again?"

From a distance, Sister Yue in the young man's mouth has a face like a peach, and her eyebrows are like green daisy;

The blue jade on the forehead is crystal clear, and the long lilac hair hangs down to the waist;

A row of fishbone braids behind the cloud sideburns has a unique sense of nobility and elegance;

Although he is about thirteen years old, he is already graceful and graceful, with the taste of first maturity;

The jade peak on his chest shrugged slightly, forcing the waist-length short clothes embroidered with gold silk to be tight.

The edge of the short garment is adorned with a circle of jade, swinging from side to side on the white waistline;

The pearl purse diagonally across the left shoulder is perfectly matched with the bud yellow folding skirt, which is seven points elegant and pure, and three points exotic.

Compared with the lotus flowers that fill the lake, it is more pure and natural, quiet and beautiful.

I saw her red lips slightly curled and showed a sweet smile.

With a slight touch of his toe on the lotus tip, he turned around and drew a graceful arc on the blue waves, and flew towards the bamboo raft in the middle of the lake.

"I wanted to come and go, but my aunt said that I was still young, and it was not good to see too many killings on the battlefield. Today, it's your tenth birthday again, and I still spend more time with my Xing'er brother. ”

The girl's agile steps, like a dragonfly on the surface of the lake, accompanied by the crisp sound of the handbell, after a few rises, stood firmly beside the young man, and replied softly.

That sweet smile seems to melt away all the suffering in the world;

Those pure eyes seem to purify all the evil in the world.

It's true:

The cherry lips are slightly opened, and the new sprouts of early spring are opened;

The eyes are full of affection, and the autumn water of the deep pool is played.

Bright, like a crescent moon rising from the clouds;

Yingyingxi, if the morning dew is dripping.

"Less than a month after coming to Wanqiucheng, Shengji's 'phantom streamer step', but it has improved a lot, and it has come to the front, but I don't notice it, no wonder your aunt always praises you for being my Miao Sang clan, a genius that is rare in a hundred years. ”

Lu Zisong, who was at the end of the bamboo raft, looked at the girl on the bamboo raft and said with a smile.

"Little uncle, I'm afraid you knew I was coming, this is deliberately pretending to be confused, Xing'er, don't you say?"

The girl seemed to be a little proud, and raised her cheeks and replied in a coquettish voice.

"That's it, that's it!"

The teenager deliberately lengthened his voice.

"Uncle Zisong is a warrior in the platinum qi realm, the great elder of your Miao Sang clan, how can you hide your 'lame cat step', I have already discovered it!"

"Okay, you Xuanyuan Xing, what a lame cat walk' I call it Phantom Streamer, I am the moon, but the Holy Ji of the Miao Sang clan, the future chief, is naturally a genius. My little uncle praised me just now, so I naturally have to be humble. I'm kind enough to accompany you, you laugh at me like this, you should be beaten!"

Her eyes widened, she was furious, and she kicked Xuanyuan Xing's ass.

"Uncle Zisong save me, save me!"

Regulus hurriedly ran away.

There was a lot of fighting and laughter on the bamboo raft······

This is childhood, so innocent, so beautiful, she is preserved in time, eternal and unchanging;

She was forgotten in time and space, fleeting;

She is everyone's truest and purest memory, the deepest and most sincere nostalgia, and the most beautiful and best expectation!

The innocence of childhood, the joy of childhood, and the laughter of childhood are all precipitated in this calm and soft lake.

Today, the boy on the bamboo raft in the lake - Xuanyuan Xing, and the girl on the bamboo raft - Yu Yue, the two of them have no guesses, and they are close to each other's childhood.

I don't know their fate, but it will be a fairy tale like a prince and princess!

'''''' kiss!

I wanted to start with the reincarnation of a peerless master,

Or start from the grassroots counterattack that crosses,

But I always feel that there are some "routines",

In the end, I chose my favorite beautiful picture as the beginning.

I hope you can like the silence of the lake, the beauty of the moon, and the flute of Xuanyuan......

Fantasy Legend, from now on, I sincerely hope that it is the process you expect and the ending you look forward to!