"Your tune is so nice."

Although Yunluo's musical attainments are not deep, he can still hear that the other party's beautiful sound is different.

It seems that the ice and snow can melt and a hundred flowers can bloom.

The white-clothed Miao Yuan closed the song, put away the flute in her hand, and said, "She also said that this song was good. ”

"She must be your most important person?" Yunluo put his hands on his cheeks and looked at the remnant sun not far away and said.

The white-clothed Miao Yuan frowned, but his mind was still in chaos, and he shook his head apologetically towards Yunluo and said, "I can't remember who she is." ”

"Then you can think about drawing a little bit." The clouds came up with ideas.

"At least you know she's a woman." Yunluo returned to the room to draw the silhouette of a woman, and even the long flowing hair.

She put down her pen and looked up and asked, "Is that the outline?" ”

The white-clothed Miao Yuan shook his head: "You draw ugly, it should be like this." ”

He picked up the brush and began to draw, although there were only a few brushes, but the silhouette of a woman jumped on the paper.

"Dog, I don't think I've seen this silhouette anywhere."

The second dog didn't say anything: You saw it in a dream in the last world, and at that time, this woman was going through a thunderstorm.

And that woman is ......

However, the second dog vaguely guessed why its father was divided into two and suppressed here.

But it can't be said, so it has to choose to go offline with trembling.

"She's beautiful." The white-clothed Miao Yuan affectionately stroked the outline on the paper and said.

"But everyone will get old and ugly, and she may not be beautiful." Yunluo thought of her in the void, not to mention beauty, as long as it wasn't scary, it was already a luxury.

"But no matter how she changes, she is still her, old or ugly, she is the unique one in my heart."

The white-clothed Miao Yuan slowly put away the painting in his hand and kept it close to him.

"You're right, I want to draw a little bit, maybe one day I can remember what she looks like."

"But sure enough, she has forgotten about you, what should you do?"

This bureau doesn't know the years in the mountains, and the white-clothed Miao Yuan may not know that it has been reincarnated outside for thousands of years.

Even if it is a little memory, I have walked across the bridge over and over again, and I am afraid that it will be gone.

The flowers are still the same, where are the people?

The white-clothed Miao Yuan was stunned for a moment, revealing a pale smile: "Then I wish she was good." ”

"What if she forgets you and has a bad time?"

"Then start over and let her get to know me again." The white-clothed Miao Yuan said firmly.

After the big guy ate a scallion pancake, he finally couldn't help but ask, "How do you fuse?" Maybe if you are strong enough, you can suppress the black-clothed Miao Yuan, and you can do what you want. ”

Yunluo wanted to give him a little warmth.

Miao Yuan, who was concentrating on chopping wood, paused for a moment, and the wind blew his long black hair, like a moving ink painting.

He pursed his lips and said, "I need the blood of a beloved woman." ”

But he couldn't even remember what she looked like, let alone ask for her blood.

It's a fantasy.

"That's a bit hard." Although the big guy wants to volunteer, he is talking about the woman he loves.

Not a woman who adores her.

Such a handsome man, if she can do anything for him, she is also happy.

[Xiao Luoluo, if the other party is Miao Yuan in black, will you still be so selfless? 】

"Dog, don't you spoil the fun, okay?"

[I just respect the facts. 】

The big guy took it slow and put the rest of the scallion pancakes in his mouth.

After a while, he looked up and said, "Then I can't help it." ”

Eating other people's cakes can't make people too sad, and the big guy still said with great professional ethics: "If only it was a woman's heart, it would be fine." ”

She reassured.

"I can go down the mountain and catch a few women for you, and I can repay you for a meal." The big guy paused and said.

I can't let others know about it, let alone the woman I love.

The big guy still wants to save face.

The white-clothed Miao Yuan gently wiped the crumbs from the corners of the big guy's mouth with the back of his hand.

Said gently: "The women under the mountain are all family and family, all living beings are equal, I can't ruin the happiness of others because of my own selfishness." ”

"Do not do to others what you would not do to yourself, although the truth is shallow, but you need to practice it."

"Oh." His kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs.

But she is still very happy, appearance is justice, and the white-clothed Miao Yuan is right.

"What are you doing?" The big guy looked at the white-clothed Miao Yuan sitting on the stone with a fairy spirit.

"In the past, I could only walk around that cave, but now I'm very grateful to be able to walk out of your cave."

Although he didn't understand how he was able to get out of the cave suddenly, he was still grateful.

"Can't you even get out of that little cave before?"

Yunluo also sat cross-legged opposite the white-clothed Miao Yuan and asked.

The white-clothed Miao Yuan nodded and said, "It's only recently possible, to be precise, I'm only able to say that you're here." ”

"Don't you blame people for suppressing you for some reason? Look how good a person you are. ”

The big guy completely forgot about throwing people around like a mouse last night.

"Me and the black-clothed Miao Yuan are one, I deserve to praise me like this." The white-clothed Miao Yuan reminded.

"Oh, that guy is really scary." The big guy said with his neck curled.

"You can't kill him and be yourself day and night." The big guy secretly came up with an idea.

The white-clothed Miao Yuan shook his head with a smile: "I am him, he is me, if one of the two of us perishes, the remaining one will also disappear." ”

"The man who has divided you in two is simply an unforgivable sin." The big guy scolded indignantly.

Years later, her tongue curled with regret.

If it is true, women are all big pigs' trotters.

"That's all in the past, there is no love for no reason, there is no hate for no reason, everything is dependent on the origin and extinction, and there will naturally be a definite number if there is cause and effect."

After the white-clothed Miao Yuan finished saying this, he began to cultivate wholeheartedly.

The big guy remembered the words of Miao Yuan in black yesterday: I haven't eaten fireworks in the world for a long time.

Although this is what the black-clothed Miao Yuan said, they are one.

Even if the white-clothed Miao Yuan cooks a good dish, it doesn't mean that he doesn't want to eat someone else's cooking.

"Otherwise, I'll catch a rabbit and roast it for you to eat, the hare I roasted is fragrant, and it is a must-have in the world." The big guy proposed.

"I don't need to eat human fireworks."

"Ergouzi, is your father rejecting me?" The big guy asked aggrievedly.

[Miss Luoluo's refusal is so obvious, can't you hear it? ] 】

The second dog didn't dare to blatantly say that the big guy was stupid, and it still had to rely on the big guy to help it collect its father's soul fragments.

"You really don't eat it?" The big guy went into the house with his white arms and scooped up a bowl of red mushroom soup, with a few frangipani floating on it, and brought it to the white-clothed Miao Yuan non-stop.

"You look fragrant, if you match it with a rabbit leg, it will be seamless."

"You can eat, you don't need to eat the fireworks in the world."

The white-clothed Miao Yuan didn't move at all, and he didn't even open his eyes.

"Then I'll eat it myself, and if I eat it, you won't have to eat it."

The big guy ate bowl after bowl, not pretentious at all.

The action is smooth and done in one go.

Yunluo, who was full of food and drunk, burped and commanded, "You go wash the dishes." ”

"Yes, okay." The white-clothed Miao Yuan carried pots and bowls and went to the waterhole in the forest, where the water was clear and sweet.

The waterhole is deep, and from time to time a fish or two jumps up.

"Do you think the fish is better steamed or braised better?" The big guy wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said.

"I think they're happiest when they're free to swim in the water."

"Then you catch pheasants for me to eat in the morning, don't you think pheasants are the most beautiful when they are free?"