Two figures.!

Smiling, in the glass, in the isolation room, the small figure......

A dark purple figure standing still in an icy cave......

coincided, and separated...... coincided again...... Separated again, separated, the distance between the two figures grew farther and farther away...... Eventually, the dark purple figure vanished, dissolving into the frozen cave walls...... The small figure floated through the dark space and drifted into a sunny mountaintop, on which many flowers of different quality were planted, and a hundred flowers bloomed and competed for beauty......

Among the flowers, in front of a house, a small figure stood outside the door, smiling and looking at the clear sky......

The laughing fairy stood among the flowers, looking at him, watching, smiling.

The boy turned back, the wind blowing his hair and clothes, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

"Smile, look, it's a sunny day. Love has given you positive strength and a forever beautiful home, and I am here, always with you, never, never to leave ......"

The laughing fairy quickly took out the drawing paper from the vacuum bag, took out the paintbrush, and quickly and quickly drew the house, the clear sky, the delicate flowers, and the hair fluttering in the wind......

"Xiao Yin...... I see you again, I see your face clearly, I see ...... clearly" The laughing fairy laughed and cried...... The sound of the piano also stopped. The laughing fairy looked up and looked at the pavilion, the purple shirt with a smile as usual. "Senior Sister ......"

"Hee-hee, you've beaten yourself!"

The laughing fairy nodded lightly and removed the chip that obscured the color of the eye. Her eyes were no longer red...... Because she found the one in her heart, the real him, the appearance.

It's been a long time, isn't it? Hundreds of years...... It took a long time for her to remember, only the vague figure, and the vague figure could not remember the complete face of the figure...... Because the time is too long, so long that no matter how hard you try, you are forgetting little by little...... The laughing fairy looked at the finished painting, so clear and vivid. "Senior sister, you see, it's the back cliff of Xiaoyao Mountain."

"yes. Just draw it and never forget it! ”

"Well, draw it, and never forget it again......" The laughing fairy rolled up the painting and held it gently in her arms, holding it so carefully, as if she was holding a beautiful dream that would be broken if she was not careful; It seems to be hugging a lover who is weak and must be carefully cared for. "All these years...... I'm sorry for causing a lot of trouble to my brother-in-law. ”

I'm sorry, that was the most useless word, but the laughing fairy in front of him had nothing else to do except use this sentence to express his inner apology. Yiyun has little interest in 'I'm sorry', and the hateful mood of the laughing fairy has been broken. The purpose of his trip had been accomplished, so he turned and left.

"Senior brother-in-law! Can you do me another favor? ”

"Say."

"There, there are some words, I don't want to go back, and I don't want to be seen by others anymore, can my brother-in-law help me erase those words when he is free."

"If you haven't forgotten." Yiyun jumped off the cliff.

"It's gone! Master misses you so much. Purple Shirt held the piano with one hand, stretched forward with the other, and smiled, just like when the laughing fairy first arrived at Xiaoyao Mountain, the first time she went out, it took a long time to find the medicinal materials that Xiaoyaozi needed, and when Zishan was ordered to look for her back to the mountain, she smiled as clean, the same, so that the laughing fairy had a feeling, she was going home, and her relatives came to find it...... "Hmm!" The laughing fairy took the purple shirt's hand and jumped off the cliff with her......

Xiaoyao Mountain, calm down for many years.

The purple shirt is away all the year round, and it is rare to come back once. After madness stole away from Xiaoyao Mountain and went to Sword King Mountain, he suddenly said goodbye to Xiaoyaozi and pursued madness, and has not returned. Xiaoyaozi was alone on Xiaoyao Mountain, practicing pills and martial arts as in the past, thinking about creating and modifying exercises...... It's just that there is no one else around the huge mountains day by day, and there is always some depression and coldness.

The laughing fairy saw the master meditating cross-legged and carrying a large number of herbs in the main hall, and involuntarily shed tears, smiled, and choked up.

"Master, Xiaoxiao is back, and I will never leave Xiaoyao Mountain again!"

Xiaoyaozi smiled slightly and nodded. "Okay, the love calamity has passed, and from now on the right path. My Xiaoyaozi finally has another good apprentice who can rest assured...... Don't forget to thank you, senior sister, hehe......"

"Hehe, Master has a real heir! Brother Dusk and I are not here to accompany Master, although I have learned so many skills from Master, we can't inherit Master's will, and I have always been inseparable from the rivers and lakes. Now it's all right! Purple Shirt smiled and helped up the laughing fairy who was about to kneel down to thank her, pulled her to sit down next to Xiaoyaozi, and the two of them helped Xiaoyaozi pick out those from the large pile of herbs, which were not suitable for making and were not of enough color.

Xiaoyao Mountain, don't ask about the rivers and lakes. Xiaoyaozi has long been famous in the mortal world. Gu Feng taught apprentices, explored the avenue, and tried his best to explore a wider road on the road ahead of martial arts, that was Xiaoyaozi's wish.

In the middle of the world, on the lonely peak.

The purple shirt is in the rivers and lakes, and the little sword is also in the rivers and lakes, suddenly in love, Xiaoyaozi has received countless apprentices, and he is the most satisfied with the achievements of the purple shirt and the little sword, but he has always hoped that a disciple can truly inherit his will, and that is his real heir.

Mo walked out of the palace master's hall.

Some of the Vulture Palace disciples on the top of the Ethereal Peak, many of them, suddenly descended the mountain. Mo smiled, Persian magic sound, this is the power of Persian magic sound, and it is also the power of the Persian magic sound of the purple shirt. Those people, who have found their true hearts in the sound of the piano, have gone to find dreams, looking for the most important dreams in their hearts that have just been awakened and recognized. There are many kinds of dreams, all of which are different.

The fluttering figure, the sharp palm strength, mixed with the determination to move forward and become a benevolent if you don't succeed, rushed to Mo.

The three of them, one after another, were shot away by Mo.

They were all Mo's henchmen, and they were originally working at the peak, and the top ten were all Mo's henchmen, otherwise, it would be impossible to be able to do things at the peak permanently. But now, these three people are desperate to kill Mo.

Mo wasn't surprised at all, and didn't even ask why.

"Failed today, but it didn't matter because I found my true self! I have followed you for so many years, so that one day I can replace you! Killing you is the only shortcut to prove that you are stronger than you and replace you! Palace Master, I won't give up, we'll see you again! Someday, I will defeat you-" The three women who were spilling blood from the corners of their mouths failed in their sneak attack and were killed by Mo instead.

But when they were out of breath, everyone had a happy, satisfied smile on their faces. Because they remember their true dreams and understand their true pursuits and desires. For a long time, Mo's coercion and Mo's strength eroded their ambition and self-confidence. made them gradually forget the reason for following Mo in the first place, and unconsciously became confidants who obeyed Mo's orders. The Persian magic evokes their ambition and self-confidence, little by little, lost and forgotten.

Although it is the result of the destruction of rebirth.

Some people, gathered together, in the carriage. After leaving the Vulture Palace, they got into the carriage, for it was said that they had seen Xi'er in the city to the west. They used to be the ones who strongly opposed Xi'er, but in the sound of Persian magic sounds, they found their original, inner truest selves. They joined the Vulture Palace because of Xi'er, they were eager to use their own strength to fight for the Vulture Palace like Xi'er, they worshipped Xi'er, and they used to worship her fanatically.

However, time has made them gradually forget their original selves. Unconsciously, they saw that many people followed Mo and soon became people with higher status and more power in the sect. And Mo is also easier to approach than the witches including Xi'er. So they became Mo's people, and in the envious and awe-inspiring eyes of many people, they forgot the reason why they had joined the Vulture Palace, and gradually became confidants who obeyed Mo's orders, trusted Mo, and believed Mo's ideas.

But now they remembered. So they left Mo without hesitation to find Xi'er, who their hearts really longed to follow.

"Together, come on! Never forget our dreams again—"

They encouraged each other, with a newcomer-like smile on their faces, full of enthusiasm, enthusiasm and confidence for the rivers and lakes and the future.

"Where are you? I want to see you, I have something to say to you. ”

"Western Xia, Western Xia City Gate."

"Okay, wait for me!" A disciple of the Vulture Palace flew to the gate of Xixia City.

Many, many people gathered at the gates.

In the center of the crowd, there were Batian and Liuzi, and the crowd of onlookers spat saliva on them, mixed with saliva of hatred and contempt.

The Vulture Palace disciple couldn't squeeze in, so he passed the sound into the secret.

In the crowd, a silent man walked out, looking at her with sadness in his eyes.

"Let's start over!" The disciple of the Vulture Palace, smiling, said.

The man, slightly stunned, stunned, and spit out two words in his mouth for a while. "The Sixth Devil is here."

"I want to forget the past, I know it was my fault at that time, I was bewitched by the people of the Demon Holy Land, lost in front of their disguised demeanor, and later lost in the Demon Desire Sutra......" The female disciple of the Vulture Palace said, her tone sincere so that the man's eyes couldn't help but fill with tears. Years have passed, and he has not yet moved on from the hurt and pain of the past. At that time, he and she walked into the rivers and lakes from the growth courtyard, worked hard together in the rivers and lakes, grew up together, how many years, and never thought that one day they would be separated. Until, in the Vulture Palace, she indulged in the arms of those men who were specially seduced and confused by the Buddha's pleasure. He looked at her, she was in the forest, under the ** effect of the Demon Sutra, and she was out of shape. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend this work as a registered member of literature, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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