Someone played a flute in the distance. The sound of the flute is clear, sprinkled on the surface of the river, accompanied by sparkling waves and broken silver. Mountains and rivers are far away.

In the moon of Linding Mountain, a man dressed in crescent moon white silently appeared, with a jade crown in his hair and a feather in his robe. In a trance, the bamboo branches under his feet seemed to be about to fold into the river. The figure of Yuebai is so quiet, so quiet that it seems that even the flute is twisted and turned, and it can summon the clouds and mist for no reason, covering him as a scattered bird, and disappearing.

The moonlight flows, and the bamboo waves are surging.

And at the highest place, the tree soul and goblins are all touched, and they are intertwined with the moonlight landscape, and if the two are not related, there is no trace. The flow is just like that, the moonlight flows like this, and the thousands of years flow like this. The mountains, rivers, flowers and birds, the grass and trees, and the autumn moon have all been seen in the blink of an eye, and they have gone to live in peace.

Suddenly, the water surface near the shore fluctuated with different ripples, and the bubbles rolled outward, as if something had been gathering momentum for a long time. The waves became crazy and bigger in a blink of an eye, and suddenly an object erupted from the surface of the water, and the water in the body was strangely not sticky, but attached like a protective film, and the skirt fluttered in the air like a round lotus leaf.

The moment the toes touched the water, all the water in the body fell and countless splashes splashed on the water. The girl's eyes moved slightly, the wind did not move and was self-growing, the dark cyan lotus pattern Luo skirt was floating in the air, and a huge lotus flower was half revealed under her feet. The petals of the flower buds opened one after another, and for a moment there seemed to be an undercurrent of starlight on the skirt.

When the girl opened her eyes, the anomalies around her had long since receded, and her consciousness began to regain consciousness.

The sky is lonely and the moon is deserted. The man's face was hidden in the cold moonlight, calm as water.

Ah Qing looked up at the person standing on the bamboo branch, and asked timidly, "Who are you?" Where am I? ”

The man was silent, the forest wind was stronger, and the bamboo sea surged with layers of green waves, rolling and extending into the distance. The bamboo waves rise and fall, and the sound of the waves is like the breath of a giant beast when it is sleeping, unconscious.

Ah Qing couldn't help but be stunned.

A white horse, in the valley of the sky.

A bunch of raw people, its people are like jade.

He said to himself, "It's been a thousand years. ”

What's going on? I actually crossed over? The crossing process is still so cool, dragging the dick and blowing up the sky, is it possible that there is a flood power in his body?

When I crossed over, I saw a fairy-like figure standing on the top of a high tree with the moon as the background, and confessed to her affectionately, "What has been a thousand years?" It's so handsome, okay!

Ah Qing silently wiped the nosebleed.

"That...... Did we know each other before? Ah Qing blinked, looking at Jiang Yue expectantly, her skin bathed in the moonlight, innocent and cute, which made people want to laugh.

"The green fox was born, and the stars sank to the bottom of the sea." The man closed his eyes, sighed lightly, and said, "It's been a thousand years, and that prophecy has really come true." ”

Before she could react, Jiang Yue had already sacrificed the Qinglian Sword, slashed it lightly across her palm, and brought out a string of red blood beads.

As if pulled by silk threads, Ah Qing's whole body stiffened, and his body floated out of the water uncontrollably, gradually flying towards Jiang Yue in the air. The blade of the sword was stunned, and then stabbed into Ah Qing's chest with a heinous speed. Ah Qing was suddenly shocked, and his whole body couldn't move at all as if he was nailed. Seeing that the sword blade was roaring and was about to pierce her chest, Ah Qing was so frightened that she closed her eyes, but the whole person was suddenly pulled away by force, and the Qinglian sword grazed her arm, shedding a wisp of blood.

A pair of hands were clasped around his waist, a warm breath brushed his ears, and his voice was a little frivolous and demagogic: "I found you." ”

Ah Qing fell into the man's arms. The dark purple embroidered tassel sachet on the waist overflowed with a touch of extremely soul-stirring incense.