Time passed in a long wait. More than two hours later, Ma Tianjiao woke up. The eyes that were as clear as water slowly opened. In a dim light, he saw the man.

Yes, that's right!

The man who once hurt her, the man who once blocked the knife for her, the man who saved her life, the man she thought was dead, the man she could never forget in her heart, the man she loved!

At first glance, it was the man. It was as if she was in a dream, first stunned, then amazed. She squeezed her hand in disbelief and blinked again.

She looked carefully, seriously, as if she was in a dream. She didn't abuse the man in front of her anymore, and she didn't show the slightest hatred, anger, sadness, or resentment in her eyes. Yes, just shock.

She was calmly thinking, this was not a dream. The man he wasn't dead, he was alive, and it was right in front of her eyes.

In half a year, all kinds of painful experiences have already smoothed out the anger and resentment in her heart, and now she sees that man again, and she only has deep love for him in her heart.

She cried!

Crystal clear tears crossed her cheeks, and it was a release from her heart. For half a year, the devastated life made her completely hopeless and left her with no hope for the future.

She originally wanted Wuyan Holy Son to leave this world after killing Wang Miao. However, she never had that opportunity.

Now, see the figure of the man. She couldn't hold back the sadness in her heart anymore and just wanted to cry.

"I'm not dead......"

Wang Yun was a little overwhelmed, and Ma Tianjiao's appearance after waking up surprised him. He thought that Ma Tianjiao would make a fuss at him, or ignore him, or even kill him.

However, Ma Tianjiao did not do so. She seemed to have completely forgiven him, and there was no longer a trace of hatred.

Wang Yun held Ma Tianjiao in his arms, his hands were trembling violently, he was worried about whether Ma Tianjiao would resist.

After all, before this, they were enemies.

Ma Tianjiao was very well-behaved, she snuggled in Wang Yun's arms and cried loudly. She didn't speak, just lay quietly.

The wine barrel slipped away quietly, although he knew in his heart that Ma Tianjiao was heartbroken, Wang Yun was not in a very good mood.

But he couldn't help but say, "Why did I suddenly become a light bulb?

The wine barrel was indignantly far away, leaving Wang Yun and Ma Tianjiao with private space. Ma Tianjiao was still crying, and Wang Yun didn't speak. Quiet forest, not quiet inner world.

Wang Yun's heart was pounding, and sweat was constantly flowing down his forehead. He looked at Ma Tianjiao and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

He was a waste after all, he failed to kill Wang Miao and Wuyan Shengzi, and failed to avenge Ma Tianjiao. What failed to make Ma Tianjiao's face show a smile, not tears.

Ma Tianjiao cried for a long time, as if she had dried her tears, and wanted to cry again, but she couldn't cry.

She opened her eyes and looked at the big trees, flowers and grasses in the distance, and suddenly envied their freedom and dependence.

She stretched out her hands and swayed them in the air, as if welcoming a friend from afar. Suddenly, he smiled again, and he was touching.

"Look, what is that?" she asked, pointing to the birds flying in the sky, flocks of birds.

Wang Yun raised his head with moist eyes, and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "It's a little bird, a group of birds that fly freely." ”

"Remember, I used to have a little bird like them. It's called Little Flower and it's my baby. ”

"I don't know where it has gone now, will it be like them, find its family, and soar into the world together?"

What a wonderful thing it is to be free and unrestrained like a bird. But the reality, after all, is extremely cruel.

The birds that fly east are for survival. It is a great sorrow that they can unite and live and die together.

Because the east is the territory of the young eagles. No matter how brave a flock of birds is, they will never live.

What is in the East, there are treasures in the East, and there are crises in the East. The little bird is resolute, but what is that person?

people, in order to survive. He will be determined to go east like a bird. No matter how hard it is, I will never give up.

Although the East is very dangerous, people have no hesitation in order to survive. Only those who come out of danger alive are truly strong! Only then can they become heroes who are proud of the world!

This is life, the cruel life.

"Little flower?"

Wang Yun whispered, although the birds flying in the sky were running for survival, they always had to rely on them. Who will he rely on, and who can he rely on?

There was no one for him to lean on, because there was no one behind him. Coming into this world alone, he can only try to be relied on by others, not by others.

He must not fall. Because he is someone else's dependence!

"The little flower is also a small bird, but its feathers are colorful. It understands me, and it can speak. ”

"When I used to be bored, I liked to chat with Xiaohua. It always tells me a lot of interesting things. ”

Ma Tianjiao turned his head to look at Wang Yun, his white and flawless face was full of smiles, like blooming flowers, with the amazement of roses and the nobility of peonies.

Looking at Ma Tianjiao's smile, the sorrow in Wang Yun's heart instantly disappeared. He smiled and said, "Xiaohua is gone, then I will be your Xiaohua and tell you interesting stories." For the rest of your life, you'll be old, okay?"

"Really?" Ma Tianjiao was stunned, his face full of surprise. She has completely changed, and seems to have forgotten everything before.

Wang Yun nodded and said, "Of course it's true." As long as you are willing to listen, then I will tell you every day. You know, there are a lot of interesting stories in our world. ”

"Your world?" Ma Tianjiao was full of curiosity.

"Yes, our world is a blue planet. On it, people can't cultivate, and they can't live for a long time. Life is short, but very happy......"

Listening to Wang Yun tell his story, Ma Tianjiao was very serious and fascinated. She leaned on Wang Yun's arms, although this was a forest full of dangers, not the romantic and beautiful sea.

But at this moment, both of them seemed to have raced over the living immortals, and in laughter, they began to choose their lives.

Windy, slightly cool. People, the heart is warm. Everything in heaven and earth resonated, listening to Wang Yun's story together.

She is still so beautiful, the most beautiful woman in the world.

She, immersed in Wang Yun's story, couldn't extricate herself.

He, kissing her gently, accompanied by the curtain of the sunset.

It seems to announce to the world that this is our love.

Forget the past sufferings and live again.

A kiss is loved, romantic twilight.

The world is beautiful after all!