His mind was very chaotic, and the Buddha beads on his wrists were cold and close to his skin.

There are twenty-four Buddha beads, and there are only twenty-three here, so it's no wonder that the effect has decreased.

It won't be Zhuohua, and only the Lord of the Nine Heavenly Hall came yesterday.

Although he didn't know what he was thinking, it was just that this Buddha bead was very important to him, and the breath on the Buddha's body was uncertain, and it seemed that it would disappear at any time.

As......

What it looked like thousands of years ago......

Above the nine heavens, outside the majestic and solemn divine eagle, the Buddha's white clothes are hanging down, his face is extremely elegant, his temperament is peaceful and calm, and he sits beside the lotus pond.

His gaze was so seren, without any fluctuations, that nothing in this world seemed to be able to attract his attention.

The knobby hand was raised and lowered, and the white jade hand rotated the dark brown Buddha beads, and the strong color contrast stimulated the human eye, and everything was so peaceful.

In his eyes, he has gone through thousands of sails, and he can't let go of the woman in front of him, the Buddha is dressed in white, with the breeze and the bright moon, the nine-fold immortal, the cold eyebrows and eyes are all her, in the dark, sigh, "Zhuohua, you are still my magic barrier after all." ”

He knew it from the beginning, but no matter how he was, he couldn't hide from it, and the appearance of that girl made his heart sink again and again.

This is a big taboo, he is a Buddha, he can't be emotional, but he made this big mistake, knowing that he can't have anything to do with that girl anymore, but his eyes can't help but be attracted by her every move.

At the moment when she jumped off the reincarnation cliff, he couldn't help but lose control, and jumped with her almost desperately.

……

The peach is dying, scorching its glory.

The name he gave her ended up being his doom.

In order to avoid Zhuohua's accident, Shaobai coaxed and deceived him, so he coaxed people to stay in Jiuzhongtian, and even the good wine that she was reluctant to give up on weekdays was let go of her.

As for the matter between her and Jinya, it will always be resolved, and dodging will not solve any problems, which is very clear to both Zhuohua and Shaobai.

Only, it can't be now.

The pear blossoms in the sky are flying, the beauties are drunk in it, the redwoods are fluttering, the dance steps are staggering, bringing up a burst of fragrant wind, her face is the best in the world, this glance is even more ten thousand years, her glimpse is enough to make people lose their hearts for her.

Jinya stood not far away and watched, as if she remembered something.

The simple and cold Buddha beads on his wrist had been removed, three thousand green silks were scattered behind him, pear blossoms fell on his shoulders, his fair skin was a little more sickly, and his eyes were filled with dark color.

Walking slowly, each step was so light, and the robe was stained with a little fragrance as it swept through the falling flowers.

Zhuohua naturally turned into his arms, stood on tiptoe and dropped a kiss on his lips, with the smell of wine.

"You're here." As if he had expected him to come, Zhuo Hua did not have the slightest surprise in his words, and his soft and boneless body fell on top of him, small hands clinging to his shoulders.

His cultivation was ruined by her, but ask Zhuohua, she doesn't regret it, he will remember her from now on, she has waited for a thousand years, even if she says goodbye from now on, it can be regarded as leaving her something to remember.

At least she knew that he had her in his heart.

Lifting her chin and looking at her seriously, Jinya suddenly kissed her lips and tossed and turned, this is the last time, he told himself in his heart.