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"Even though I like you, it doesn't stop you from liking others.
If you carve me into a silverfish like hers, you can deceive yourself and deceive yourself, is this the pear you miss every day?
Venerable Master, you are 70,000 years older than Sushu, and you have eaten 70,000 years more immortal rice, can't you even understand these simple truths? ”
The pear blossoms outside the hall are mixed with spring snow and blow in, and this flowering period seems to start and end overnight. He listened to me quietly, silently and silently, and made me feel much more relaxed.
I hadn't cried for years, but when I said this, I choked in my throat. As soon as the skirt was raised, it flew out of his arms, I reached out to hold the hosta on my hair, knelt on the ground and bowed to the god of the temple uprightly, and when I looked up, my eyes were surprisingly itchy, I raised my hand to wipe it, and my eyes were full of tears.
"Although Sushu is not as sensitive as other goddesses and immortals, but this messy thing has been pressed, although I will feel wronged after realizing it, and now I am doing this, I just hope that the hardships I tasted when I was young can also make Lord Nie Su have an understanding!" After saying that, his hands fell to the ground, kowtowed heavily, and the spring snow collapsed and blew in overwhelmingly, and the pear blossoms in the hall were paved layer after layer. A firm plea of mine rang out in the hall—
"I hope your Excellency will be fulfilled!"
The broken fan turned into a sharp sword in my hand, and the blade of the sword was guided by me to pierce his neck impartially.
I smiled sassyly, where is there a consummation.
The Divine Venerable in the hall was already stiff, and only blood flowed down a delicate silver knife from his heart, staining the water blue jade hanging on his silk shirt and the layer of pear petals beside him. The two lines of red tears on his face have not dried, but he has already lost his soul and passed away for a long time.
This silver knife is the one that cut the scales of my fish back then.
This is still made from my fishbones.
This immortal died—
It's my own hand.
The revenge has been avenged, I raised my hand to stabilize the jade crown on my head, but I touched a white hosta, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, I suddenly lowered my head, only to see that my body was half red by Nie Su's blood.
Finally realized that something was wrong...... I—Why do I wear women's clothing?
Since 10,000 years ago, when I went to question Nie Su after I learned about the pear blossom fairy, he looked at my face that was the same as the pear face, and in a fit of rage, he drove me out of the Divine Venerable Mansion and ordered me not to dress up as a woman again. I wore a 10,000-year-old plain robe and a 10,000-year-old jade crown, just to distinguish myself from the pear blossom fairy in his heart.
Now, why am I wearing a skirt now?
At this moment, at the top of the main hall, the pear petals piled up beside Nie Su suddenly rose in an instant, accumulating a large whirlwind and roaring towards me in an unstoppable manner. I was taken aback, and before I could dodge, I saw the surrounding scene roll up the wind and dust, collapse violently, and the wind and snow turned into thousands of blades and stabbed at my heart, cold into my heart, and the pain made my whole body twist—
I let out a loud cry and woke up from my dream. When I touched my head, it was all sweat. I glanced around in a panic, the sky was gray but I could still see that it was daytime, but here I was was in the main hall of my own mansion.
Looking down and seeing that I was still dressed in a plain robe, I remember that I went to Nie Su Mansion to drink, could it be that I got drunk and ...... Had such a dream, dreaming that he killed Nie Su with his own hands?
The scene of killing Nie Su and accusing him of the crime has been played out thousands of times in my heart, but now when I think back to the scene in my dream, I feel as if someone is choking my throat.
OK...... Fortunately, he didn't die. My mind was in turmoil, and there was a faint glimmer of happiness for the rest of my life. This is fortunate not for myself, but for Nie Su. No one knows better than me whether I want Nie to die or not.
The clothes on my back were already soaked, and as soon as the cool breeze blew, I shivered a few times, I staggered up with my forehead, and quickly touched a bowl of tea and poured it down to suppress the shock.
Wait, I was drinking in Nie Su's mansion, and after getting drunk, I was carried by him to his main hall, why am I in my own mansion now?
A little person suddenly popped up in my mind, and knocked on my head neatly: Do you think it's a pity that you didn't sleep at Nie Su's?
As soon as I shook my hand holding the teacup, a wave of heat rushed up to my face.