The moon stars are scarce, and the air is overflowing.

The Imperial City of Western Xia.

Inside the small courtyard.

Fairy beauty, dressed in white and snowy, sitting at the table, lazy temperament, from the boneless sexy body to the fullest.

On the table, all kinds of wine jugs were scattered, some full of wine and had not been touched, and some were only empty wine jugs, rolling down the edge of the stone table.

There is no meaning of tidying up, the beauty is drunk and confused, drinking in the same month, but it is difficult to hide the loneliness in her eyes.

The wine enters the throat, but it is the same as white water, which makes people unable to make waves, and I don't know if I have drunk Jiannan Brew, other wines, I feel that it is too light, or there is a lack of people who drink together, which makes people feel difficult to let go.

Li Qiushui half leaned on the stone table, and when he was slightly drunk, he thought of all kinds of things back then, as usual.

Eyes on the Luoying Building not far away, back then, he was there to overwhelm the world's heroes and flourish with great courage.

Later, he went east to the Central Plains, and as expected, he made a great reputation, and now he is still at the top of the Central Plains martial arts list, and no one dares to shake it.

In the end, he returned to the Imperial City of Western Xia, shouldering the weather of half a lifetime, so that the world's talented people bent their waists.

It was originally a happy ending, but many things in ancient times and a legendary story had to be attached with some flaws in order to add a touch of weight to the history books.

He's gone.

Heaven and man are born.

Feathered into the sky.

It has become extinct through the ages, shining forever.

Everyone worships him, takes him as the goal, takes him as the original form of romantic stories, and uses him as a reference for epic legends.

But since he has not yet shined in the world, the people who are in it know that they are sad.

Under the legendary light of the Tai'a Sword God, those who cut off his liver and intestines, presumably thousands of years later, there will be a great Confucian who will stand up and give them a label called "infatuation".

But what's the use.

They don't want those things.

All they wanted was to see the boy they used to be.

In recent years, the magic pill seems to have made some great names in the Central Plains and has become synonymous with the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain.

The magic of childhood, now it is revealed.

Yes, without that person's control, she didn't even want to listen to her own words, otherwise she wouldn't have beaten all the invincible opponents of Western Xia, and then she had already gone east and re-followed the path of Tai'a Sword God's ascension and feathering.

Want to replicate the myth and follow Tai'a?

But if a myth can be replicated, it cannot be called a myth.

Xu Qingmaru has already fallen into the devil.

She killed the hearts of the people of the world, entered the demon path, set up a magic monument, and asked the world's mystics to be him, concentrate the qi of the earth dragon vein, and help her also use killing to prove the Tao and fly to the sky.

Many people have come to find her, crying blood and screaming, letting themselves take care of Xu Qingpill, feeling that only she can convince her.

But a person who can be persuaded can be regarded as a demon.

Even if she is her adoptive mother, I am afraid that this kindness will only be revealed when she is alive and dead.

Li Qingshan, the brother who worshipped Tai'a in the past, Xu Qingmaru also did not listen to his admonition, and killed all the passages where he and Li Qingshan went to slay demons.

In the end, he ate Li Qingshan's sword and did not kill him.

However, it only stays at the level of not killing.

He may be a little stronger than Li Qingshan, but how can he stop a dead eye that has become demonic.

Besides, why stop?

If it weren't for the fatigue and weakness of the body, maybe I would be willing to give it a try and try to copy that elusive miracle.

Let her go.

It doesn't work.

I don't want to care.

Boom~

Another half pot of fine wine went down to the stomach, and the splashed water droplets wet the fairy's chest.

Drink alone under the moon.

Fairy drinking.

Reminiscing about the old days.

These three scenes are already beautiful things in their own right.

Now the three are one, adding a temperament that this scene should only exist in heaven and is difficult to find in the world.

Wet chest, did not wipe it, Li Qiushui slowly slid to the stone table, the delicate wine pot still dripping with elixir in his hand, also "gurgling" slid to the ground, rolled to the old locust tree at the edge of the courtyard, in the collision, "dripping" a whirl, quietly lying on the ground.

Slightly drunk, squinting, hunched over and wanting to fall asleep in the stars and moon, the white gauze long sleeves were raised, and he covered his lips and yawned.

Li Qiushui fell asleep.

In the haze, she felt that she had a dream, and reality and dreams intersected, as if she couldn't distinguish between the unreal and the real.

Endless white light penetrated through the sleeves of the white gauze, making the white jade-like forehead frown slightly.

In the confusion, from the endless white light that poured down from the sky, there was a character who didn't know the truth or falsehood, but made people's hearts tremble, and he didn't dare to open the white light and see the true face.

Li Qiushui opened his eyes slightly, and through the white veil, he saw the figure walking slowly.

"Drunk? Then I'll take you back to sleep. ”

Li Qiushui lazily swept the man's cheeks with the sleeves of his white gauze coat, just like back then, subtle emotions, under the drunkenness, grew wildly.

The white gauze brushed his face, which made Ye Tai feel itchy, shook his head and chuckled: "I thought you would be very excited, but it turns out that you have never changed." ”

Li Qiushui's waist straightened slightly, sat up, and said in a daze: "I can't tell if it's really false, but there was an omen, didn't it?" ”

This is indeed the case.

When Mrs. Ye entered the Marvel Universe for the last time, she descended an illusory image in this world through the time and space gems.

Li Qiushui was charming, under the loose gauze skirt, her legs and waist were beautiful, and she said, "Don't go back tonight." ”

Mrs. Ye smiled: "That's not good, there are still people waiting at home." ”

After that, he looked at the world in all directions and said, "Look at this world again, perhaps, in a short time, it will not come back." ”

Li Qiushui jumped up from the stone bench, wrapped his arms around Ye Tai's neck, and wrapped around Ye Tai's figure, but his eyes remained the same.

"There's nothing to see, I've waited for so many years, let me see you, this world, without Xiao Langjun, there is a lack of color and soul, a body without color and fireworks, what's so good."

Mrs. Ye sighed, put her arms around her waist, and said, "Then let's go, go see the new home." ”

The two of them were thus entangled, walking into the endless light, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Bang dang~

In the distance, the maid who walked into the courtyard with a dinner plate knocked over the plate.

But no one came to pursue her.

This world is a myth that cannot be crossed in the future, and it comes by the light of thousands of feet, and the white rainbow beauty goes.

The screams of the maids pierced the night sky, drawing a belated, but not too late, end to this myth of the mountains.