273 Chaowan's ending chapter (1) Qionghua is born

The colorful luster blooms in the dim curtain, and the color of the clouds becomes darker and darker, and the light is rippling, like a round of red sun in an ink painting, and the morning glow is full of sky, which is more charming.

Mo Chaowan felt the refreshing meaning of the breeze, and the face of the shy flowers in the closed moon came a little vibrant.

Sitting on top of the blood phoenix, watching the clouds and clouds, the ebb and flow of the tide, and the vicissitudes of life.

The past has gone far with the rivers and lakes, and it has been a few years in a hurry, and it is too late to remember you.

The staging of the tragedy is finally about parting in the next life......

But, against the sky, why be afraid?!

Mo Chaowan drove the phoenix bird to Qionghua Peak, and saw a built wooden house in the distance, so she walked into the house with a hanging heart, only to see a cup of tea on the table still steaming hot.

She was stunned, someone lives here......

And it's not far from here!

Mo Chaowan panted and ran out of the house, and soon sweated, she couldn't care so much, she quickly walked to the depths of Qionghua Peak, and saw the cherry blossoms in full bloom, and the flowers and rain all over the sky.

The trees are splendid, like clouds and clouds.

Suddenly, he stared at the man in white not far from him, although the three thousand black hair was surging like a waterfall, his clothes were fluttering, he was independent, and his noble and elegant hands stood upright, exuding the noble and noble spirit of a natural king.

That is what she thinks of the king who is proud of the battlefield, and the desire of the heart of the grudge......

Mo Chaowan's gloomy eyes had a faint and complex color, and the corners of his mouth rose sharply.

The corners of her mouth hadn't risen in a long time.

The breeze lifted the clouds and mist, revealing the sacred corner of the daylight.

After a while, the golden light rolled red, the rui qi sprayed purple mist, the phantom shadow of the dragon was uncorrected, the phoenix and the song were singing, and the crane was dancing in the air.

"Wan'er, look at this phoenix and dragon with you...... is the most meaningful. Mu Xuanli smiled softly, and his phoenix eyes were as deep as the sea.

Mo Chaowan's tears fell uncontrollably, and he looked at him in four eyes.

If you want to look at it, it will be ten thousand years......

Mu Xuanli smiled lightly and opened his arms, Mo Chaowan couldn't help running towards him anymore, and the two hugged each other, hugging the joy of losing and regaining it tightly.

"Great, you're finally back......" Mo Chaowan's nose was sour, and his emotions were a little out of control. Do you know how hard it was for me to be in your absence! How much have I suffered for you?! After speaking, I couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder coquettishly.

But Mo Chaowan couldn't help panting, since Xuefeng had been in the bitter cold for three years, coupled with the deficiency of qi and blood, she obviously felt that her physical condition was getting worse day by day.

And she's almost thirty now......

Mu Xuanli's heart ached for a moment, and when she saw that she was tired, she smiled helplessly, gently held her hand, and comforted her softly, "Wan'er, does your hand hurt?" I'll blow it for you. ”

Mo Chaowan was slightly stunned, snorted, and pursed his mouth, "It hurts, it's been frozen for so long, your skin is too thick." ”

The corners of Mu Xuanli's mouth twitched slightly, rubbed her hand, kissed her lightly a few times, and the dark phoenix eyes stared at Mo Chaowan's face affectionately, "I will never leave you again." ”

"Life and death can't stop me from loving you."

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Chaowan's mouth were filled with a bright smile, this kind of happiness and beauty, she cherished it very seriously......

Nothing can separate them......

The beauty here is like an ethereal and illusory dream, dreamlike, hazy and beautiful, but as long as he is by his side and stays here for the rest of his life, everything is so worth it......

A few years later, Mo Chaowan gave birth to a boy for Mu Xuanli.

It wasn't until ten years later that Mo Chaowan died of illness at the age of forty-seven, but he returned to dust with a smile.

That's when the dream of an unrealistic illusion shattered......