Falling Cloud Peak, Breaking the Cliff------

At dusk, there is a little orange on the edge of the cliff, and there is a green next to it, reflecting the mountain color, which is very conspicuous.

Chigo put her feet on the edge of the cliff and swayed back and forth......

The cliff wind blew a wisp of black silk on her forehead, and it also blew away the little thing in her heart......

Not long after, Yanhua also sat down, looking at Qianwu's delicate face, making his heart flutter back and forth like this wind.

He turned into a bamboo flute, raised his hand to his lips, and a soft song gradually filled the valley.

Qianwu looked at Yanhua sideways, saw that his delicate jaw was slightly agitated, and saw that his delicate eyebrows were full of spring breeze, and he was so good-looking...... She hadn't noticed.

Regardless of this, she would have thought he was a little beggar.

However, the two of them look too alike, and if he were a little beggar, would he not know himself?

She smiled at her thoughts, turned her head, listened to the flute, and looked at the mountains......

After a song, Yanhua put down the bamboo flute and looked at the beautiful mountains: "It's so beautiful, if time stops here, it will be even better......"

After hearing this, Qianwu was a little sad, not as happy as he had just been.

Yan Hua's flute sound is very similar to the flute sound played by the little beggar, it can be said that it is exactly the same, the more she listens to it, the more sad she becomes, and she sits on the edge of the cliff, and can't help but think of the events of 30,000 years ago.

She looked at Yan Hua, except for his face, his consideration for her was the same as that of a little beggar, and even the tunes he liked to play were the same.

She couldn't help but wonder why the tune he played was almost the same as the tune played by the little beggar.

She even had some expectations in a trance, how nice it would be for the person in front of her to be a little beggar.

"But I don't like it here......" She knew in her heart that Yanhua couldn't be a little beggar. There are so many tunes, and I like the same, it's normal!

She said that she didn't like it here, not because she didn't like the mountains in front of her, but because she didn't like the edge of the cliff, because the little beggar fell off the cliff and died. But she still came to the edge of the cliff unconsciously, and she didn't know how she had just walked to the edge of the cliff.

Yan Hua felt a little sad in his heart, "You don't like it? ”

Realizing that what she said was inappropriate, Chigo immediately explained, "I didn't mean that, I just didn't like the cliff side...... I...... I just remembered a person who fell off a cliff and died. ”

Yan Hua was a little puzzled, how could the gods fall off the cliff and die? Isn't it a god?

"A mortal?" Yan Hua looked at Qian Wu in surprise, he didn't know if his guess was too bold, after all, how could immortals deal with mortals.

"Hmm." Qianwu raised his head, answered, and looked at the mountains again: "His name is the little beggar, and he is the prince of Lan Zhaoguo!" ”

Yan Hua was even more surprised in his heart, "He is still a beggar, but how can he be a prince again?" Hiss...... Lan Zhaoguo? ...... Prince? ”

Why...... He felt that the words of this Lan Zhaoguo prince would be so familiar? Can...... He couldn't remember...... Why is it so familiar?

And her expression shows that this mortal should be unusual to her.

"Thirty thousand years ago, I secretly went to the mortal world and met a beggar who treated me very well. Later, in order to save me, he was seriously injured and fell off a cliff and died......"

Secretly? Not a catastrophe? Save her? Still falling off a cliff? She is an immortal, even if she can't use spells sometimes, but self-preservation is not a problem, how can she need to be saved by mortals?

"Whatever? His death to save you is also caused by the law, and you don't need to blame yourself. It's just that...... You are an immortal, how can you need him to save you? ”

"It was I who changed his luck, and he was attacked by the immortal law, but I didn't expect that in the end, he still died tragically."

"Then it's no wonder." Although Chigo didn't say it very clearly, he didn't know what was going on between them, after all, the little beggar died because of her, and she was so concerned.

"You say, why are two people so alike? ...... But how different? ”

Yan Hua's brain was another storm, which was more tiring than playing chess.

This Qianwu was able to say some mysterious words, which made him a little confused.

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