It seems to be asleep.

In the dream, the Han people entered the prince's mansion and entered the pear orchard. When they saw the scene in the pear orchard, they were all stunned. Feng Chen's powerless attachment to that handful of pear rain.

This was the first time in Fengchen's life that he used a sword, and it was also the last.

With one sword, he killed the enemy, and in the falling pear blossoms, he was not in the sea of blood.

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Chu Tian opened his eyes and broke away from Bai Chen's memory.

Tears soaked the hem of her clothes. She never thought that Feng Chen cared so much about herself, and she never thought that he was also so helpless and miserable.

However, it rained by the bridge, and it rained in pear blossoms.

For thousands of years, it has not rained on the side of the bridge. The soul of the soul slashing division is scattered, but the bridge will rain.

Chu Tian buried his head between his legs. Trembling shoulders.

She knew that it was Bai Chen who saved her and Qiao'er. He used his own blood sacrifice to seal the soul of the god-devouring resentful soul, and died with the resentful soul.

The blood sacrifice would inevitably kill Qingyue, so Chu Tian returned to the Nai He Bridge. Forget your life and Bai Chen's fate, and your soul is scattered. Qiao'er and Chu Tian had the same fate, and returned to the Nai He Bridge.

Qiao'er looked at the rain all over the sky lonely. She did not recover the memories of her previous life, nor did she know that she was the princess who grew up in pampering.

The pear blossoms all over the city also failed to cure her heartache. No amount of freedom can bring back the happiness it once had.

Later, she died in guilt and longing.

In her previous life, Xiwei accompanied her. In this life, she accompanies her.

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Chu Tian restarted her reincarnation as a ferry girl.

She went to Xiangshan Temple once. Many years ago, when she and Luoli were playing in Xiangshan Temple, the host of Xiangshan Temple said: Fortune and misfortune are determined by heaven. If you can protect a while, you may not be able to protect a lifetime. But if you are good in your heart, you will eventually get good results.

He gave them pear blossoms from the Fortune Tree. Xiwei made her first sachet out of that pear blossom. That sachet is the one that Xiao Zhi has been carrying with him later. It's a pity that it didn't protect him after all.

The reason why Chu Tian went to Xiangshan Temple was because Hua Nian said that it was the abbot of Xiangshan Temple who told him that his mission in this life was to protect Xi'an. He inherited the life of the emperor of three lives, and the peach blossom robbery of the third generation. It's a pity that he couldn't protect him from cultivating right after all.

The abbot has said that God does not care about all living beings, and God does not care about good and evil. It's just that numerology and astrology are intricate, and a single move can destroy ten thousand wisps. Even if you have divine power, even if you can observe the overall situation, you can't play a chess game that everyone wins. Therefore, everyone has three lives and three opportunities. God's destiny is all about asking questions, and the answer is always your own choice. Three lives, can be right, can be wrong, can be cultivated into a god, can be degenerated into a demon, can also be turned into nothingness.

She knew that the abbot was probably a person who broke numerology. Xu is a being above mortals.

She wanted to ask, if the soul is gone, is it really gone? If all three lives are passed, is it eternal nothingness?

But the abbot did not see her, but gave her a pear blossom and a note.

The note reads: All things are reincarnated, there is no beginning and no end, there is dust on the spiritual platform, and there is no ash in the mirror. A green leaf, a pear blossom, all are sentient beings.

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Years later.

Chu Tian ordered a pot of peach blossoms in the restaurant. The light rain of apricot blossoms outside the window, and the sound of falling rain brought the warm colors of the world closer.

Her gaze was lonely, a little drunk.

"Girl, your silver whip is very different, but does it have a name?"

Chu Tian didn't raise his head, his eyes fell on the horsewhip next to the teacup, and his eyes were a little gentle.

She whispered, "Pear Rain." ”

Suddenly, she felt that the speaker's voice was a little familiar, as if she had been separated by mountains and mountains.

She slowly raised her eyes.

A smile is warm and rainy, and the eyes are heavy and the three lives are crossed.