——The end of the world is reunited, and the smoke and moon pass away alone. Suo Suo twilight grass, empty and reckless, the wind is miserable. ——

The long pavilion is snowy, and the blue water is frozen.

In the past, the catkins were flying, the butterflies were dancing and the warblers were flowing, and today, they were wrapped in silver and made up of pink and jade.

The white horse passes through the gap, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, a rotation, it is the spring breeze and green willow leaves, and the cicadas sing into the first snow.

Bai Lian walked to the long pavilion, and the maid Yinqiao carefully supported her, "Niangniang, if you have a body, don't come out again, and leave all things to the priest to take care of." ”

The white lotus grabbed a handful of flying snow from the bare branches and raised it. When Yinqiao saw it, she hurriedly stopped her, "Niangniang, don't get cold!" ”

She had one hand behind her waist, and the October pregnancy had made it difficult for her to walk, but she was determined, still persevered, and walked slowly in the snow. Yinqiao secretly glanced at the queen, but saw that she was walking leisurely, her expression was calm, Yinqiao sighed into the palm of her hand, and wondered in her heart, such weather, so cold, I don't know how the queen was interested in coming out to watch the first snow of winter today.

The white lotus ordered Yinqiao to accept the paper umbrella, and Yinqiao saw that the snowflakes were so big, so he argued a few words, but he couldn't resist the queen, so he had to obey orders.

Lin Lin flew in the snow, falling on her, Bai Lian couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth, as if she saw that in the past, if the water stood against the snow, as soon as her sleeves came out, the tip of the knife was densely covered with water, and a sword slashed on the ground, and the snow froze in amazement. She remembers that it was the first snow seven years ago.

In a trance, Queen White Lotus walked into the long pavilion and called Yin Qiao to bring the stove, and the master and servant stood in the long pavilion and whispered.

From the drizzle of early spring to the frozen three feet, from the pavilion girl to the phoenix crown and the xiawei, to the father and mother, the saint and the maiden, and then to the water flowing, the water Ruoyi. She suddenly remembered that Shui Ruoyi had not seen him since that day when he came out with a sword, and it had been several months since she thought about it.

She didn't allow Yinqiao to interject, but just said to herself. At the end, the voice turned into a whimper.

Looking back on the past, I remembered that I was alone, hanging from each other, even though I had all kinds of styles, but who I said to him.

The eyes were slightly closed, and the east wind blew through the tears.

"Niangniang......" Yinqiao saw that the queen was distracted, and called in a low voice, she waved her hand, signaling that she wanted to be alone and quiet.

Suddenly, she had a pain in her abdomen, she couldn't stand still, she staggered a step, and blood gradually spread out from under her skirt, wetting the white veil.

Queen White Lotus pressed her abdomen with both hands, almost wanting to fall down, Yinqiao was shocked, hurriedly supported her with one hand, and shouted to the palace, "Imperial Doctor, Imperial Doctor!" ”

Bai Lian's panting became more and more urgent, and when she entered the inner room and lay on the bed, she was already sweating profusely.

When Shui Ruoyi heard this, he could not tolerate half a minute of delay, so he hurried to the queen's bedchamber, during which the doctor and the midwife went in and out, although he was anxious, but he could only guard in the outer room.

From morning to evening, Shui Ruoyi leaned against the door, waiting quietly, and when he raised his sword, he only heard the sound of the doctor's wife entering and leaving, the sound of cups and plates colliding, but he couldn't hear the shouts of Queen Bailian, he couldn't help but question, is this giving birth to a child? Why is it so quiet?

Everything was quiet and suffocated him. His eyes were fixed on the inner room, and he didn't know what would happen at this time, except for a long silence, everything was normal.

Until the midwife came out and told him happily, "High priest, the queen has given birth to a dragon son, and there is a new king in the water tribe." In his heart, he didn't feel the slightest joy, and after hurriedly sending away the midwife, he saw Shu Muqing come out happily and salute, "High priest, I'll go get pastries for my sister first." ”

He raised his hand to let her out, but the sword in his hand was half tightened.

As soon as her feet stepped into the inner room, she smelled blood, and the Queen of the White Lotus on the bed lay quietly, the baby in her arms asleep, like all babies in the world, sleeping sweetly.

However, the air was filled with the smell of blood, such a strong smell of blood. invaded his nose and even made him unable to breathe.

The white lotus on the bed is still beautiful, and the baby is cute, but why, there is such a strong smell of blood in the air, why?

Shui Ruoyi moved according to his eyes, broke the water out of the sheath, slashed in the air, and in the air, as if something was broken like glass, and the fragments slipped down layer by layer, and the scene that caught his eyes made him unbearable.

Bai Lian was lying on the bed, leaving blood at the corner of her lips, a blood stain on her lower body, dyeing the entire sheet blood-colored, one hand hanging from the side of the bed, blood flowed down her arm, drop by drop, dripping on the ground, winding into a blood stream.

The baby stood up on the blood-stained bed, walked forward step by step, glanced back at Shui Ruoyi, smiled wickedly at the corner of his mouth, and the blue color in his eyes flashed. The little hand pressed on the mother's arm, and when it was pressed, it was a deep socket. He turned his head and looked at Shui Ruoyi with a strange expression.

Queen White Lotus was lying on the bed, her life and death unknown.

Shui Ruoyi held the water and slashed at the child with a sword, and such a small figure retreated and dodged, with blue colors in his eyes and giggles with laughter.

Shui Ruoyi closed his eyes in pain, the tip of the sword was covered with water lines, and as soon as the sword came out, the child couldn't dodge and was killed on the spot.

The child screamed, and then spoke, but it was an adult man's voice, only to hear him sneer, "Shui Ruoyi, not bad, not bad." ”

"Two hundred years, wait for me for two hundred years, after resurrection, who can be an enemy, who can be an enemy! Hahaha......"

With a wild laugh, the place that had just been passed by the tip of the sword actually overflowed with a faint green light, condensing into the scene of the sea god in the air, and the wild laughter dissipated. If the water is waved away with one palm, only the last trace of green light is sealed, and the rest is scattered.

"Still can't stop it?" He muttered, taking a step back in despair, "Could this be the fate that Bai Lan said?" Ha ha. "Turning his head to look at Queen White Lotus lying on the bed, he suddenly felt ten thousand swords piercing his heart." Murong! He ran to the bed, clutched the hand that hung down from the side of the bed, and raised his hand to touch her face, but saw red blood and tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, drop by drop, on his white clothes.

"I ......" he wanted to help her up, with true qi to heal the wounds, how could he bear to take it into his arms, the person in his arms seemed to have lost his bones, his neck leaned back, red spots gradually extended from the neck to the face, three thousand green silk turned white in an instant at a speed visible to the naked eye, the eyes slowly became cloudy, there seemed to be only a pool of blood in the body, a thunderclap sounded, and the electric light, the person on the bed turned into white bones, and suddenly turned to normal.

"No—" Shui Ruoyi let out a terrible and miserable cry, and his clenched fists tore off the embroidered curtain, leaving a long trail of blood. "No—"

"Move the soul and destroy the heart!" His tears suddenly dripped down the woman's face, smashing deep holes.

The sleeve broke off the water and penetrated the white lotus in an instant, she struggled slightly, Shui Ruoyi hugged the woman in her arms, tears were like heavy rain outside the window, shattered to the ground, "Hate me?" Hehe, I love you. ”

Bai Lian's body struggled slightly, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, leaving Shui Ruoyi with the last satisfied eyes, revealing that there seemed to be shallow happiness, so simple, you play the piano, I dance happiness, and the wind blows, and the birds chirp.

On that day, the butterflies danced continuously, who danced by the stream, and danced for a period of time.

On that day, the green bamboo breeze, who leaned on the forest, played a song and haunted the dream.

On that day, like frost and clear dew, whose eyes flowed, whose shoulders were leaning on the moth's eyebrows and smiles.

On that day, the dust and rain stains, who were on the ancient road, left a paper umbrella.

Go and return together, accompany the end of the world, three thousand dusts, and disperse overnight.

Shui Ruoyi suddenly hugged her, pressed against her shoulder, laughed wildly, he slowly pulled out the sword from her belly, and made a heavy oath beside the body of Bai Lian, the truth is unknown, and the sword will not be sheathed.

"Ahh There was an exclamation from outside the door, and suddenly the cup and plate fell to the ground, he turned his head slightly, Shu Muqing covered her mouth and screamed, her eyes were full of horror, she rushed to the white lotus bed, hugged the blood-stained corpse, and cried sadly, "Sister, child......" She suddenly turned around, roared, she grabbed his collar, "You killed her, how can you kill her!" ”

"Yes." Shui Ruoyi smiled desolantly, brushed aside the hand that grabbed his collar, and said nonchalantly, "Yes, I killed her." ”

The guards guarding the water palace heard the sound in the room, and immediately rushed in, and when they saw the tragic situation in the house, they were stunned, and suddenly heard someone exclaim, "He! He killed the queen and the prince! It's him! ”

Shui Ruoyi stood up, looked at the guard in front of her coldly, and sneered.

"He killed the queen and the prince! Kill him, kill him! A noisy voice sounded in her ears, and Shui Ruoyi only felt that the sound was as empty as coming from the mountains in the distance, buzzing in her head. There was a loud noise, which shook the palace and terrified the people. Shui Ruoyi interrupted the water and stuck it on the ground, "Who dares to try!" ”

The water lines on the broken water are dense, and the blood of the White Lotus Queen is still dyed on it, and the water lines flow down and turn into a trace of pink. Suddenly, no one answered the palace of Megatron, and everyone held swords in their hands, but they could only watch him carry the broken water and walk towards the palace gate step by step.

Thousands of silver rays of light struck from behind him, and a loud female voice rang out, "I dare! But it was Shu Muqing's ten fingers wrapped around the silkworm and attacked him with an overwhelming momentum, and the woman shouted bitterly, "I won't let you kill my sister like this!" "Shui Ruoyi didn't look back, and cut off the deadly silk with a backhand sword, above the broken water, the aperture appeared, and the sword aura was cold, forcing Shu Muqing to retreat, she took a few steps back, her strength was strong, she couldn't fix her body, and fell to the ground." Hehe," she wiped the blood gushing from the corner of her mouth, and her voice was terrible, "Shui Ruoyi, why, you originally loved her like that!" She struggled and wanted to stand up, Shui Ruoyi pointed lightly at the tip of her sword, and said coldly, "If you dare to block the way, I will kill you together." ”

Shui Ruoyi opened the way with a sword, ignoring the crazy woman behind him, repelled the guards who blocked the way all the way, broke into the tomb of the water tribe king, and split the stone gate with a sword, after the stone gate, the black circle of light condensed, forming a huge swirl, he jumped and disappeared in the whirlpool.

"Oh my God, he's in the Tissot Passage!" The guards who came after watched Shui Ruoyi's figure disappear into the whirlpool, and no one dared to take a step forward. At this time, he saw a white shadow flashing, Shu Muqing lost his mind, jumped up, and merged into the whirlpool with Shui Ruoyi......

A thunderclap and heavy rain poured down all over the sky, gradually washing away the blood of the day in the water tribe. Many years later, such a shocking thing was only left in the history books: Uncle Wang broke into the queen's bedroom at night, killed the queen and the prince, defected to Yuehua, and the water tribe should work together to fight it.

Many years later, Shui Ruoyi was dressed in black, insisting that the water stood on the ancient road, a few crows stood on the withered vines, pecked at the feathers from time to time, suddenly heard a hoarse cry, and spread their wings and flew away, looking back at the dusk, the remnant sun was like blood.

The end of the world is gathered, and the smoke and moon passed away alone.

Suo Suo twilight grass, empty and reckless, the wind is miserable.

After a long history, the sky is long and the night is beautiful.

A flute echoed, and the ancient road ink was drunk.

However, it is said that the son born to Queen White Lotus is the body of the resurrection of the sea god, and after being killed by Shui Ruoyi with a sword, in addition to the trace of power that was finally sealed in the broken water, the blue mist that symbolizes the power in the body is all dispersed, and he escapes from the temple until the forest.

The night was hazy, and the heavy rain fell in the forest, which seemed to compose an elegy for the white lotus. A man dressed in black staggered along the path with his hands on a tree, blood flowing from his legs, winding behind him into a stream, which was suddenly washed away by the rain.

If you look closely, it is the king of the water tribe who has been dead for a few months. At this time, his body seemed to be just a black phantom, looming in the lightning and thunder, annihilating the entity. He suddenly slipped under his feet and fell forward, the sword in his hand was inserted in the muddy water, a mouthful of blood spurted out, gurgling down along the sword body, he staggered a few steps, knelt down in the forest, his blue eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth flashed with an evil smile, "Haha, very good, Brother Ruoyi," he struggled to stand up, "I didn't expect that today was your bad thing for me!" Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, pulled out his sword, and lightly stroked the bloodshot of the tip of the sword with his fingers, a little angry, but he smiled slyly, "You say, how should this king punish you?" ”

The heavy rain fell, he only waved his hand, the raindrops seemed to obey the command, suddenly froze on the top of his head, the corners of his mouth chuckled, but when he turned around, he saw a silver light flashing in the forest, staggered forward, in the muddy water, there was a white fox lying sideways, its face was obviously crossed by the claws of a fierce beast, the scar was so deep, it couldn't distinguish the eyebrows, it lay helplessly in the heavy rain, it couldn't make a wail, just gasped rapidly, the blood gushing out of its body mixed with muddy water, filthy. It opened its eyes slightly, and saw the water flowing in front of it, and the corners of its eyes showed a begging gaze.

"Oh?" Shui Liuyu raised his eyes, saw the vision in front of him, and said with a smile, "Natural selection, the survival of the fittest, there is no reason for the weak to live." Ignoring the begging gaze of the white fox, Shui Liuyu raised his feet and stepped over the dying body, and when he was about to move forward, he felt that it exuded an unusual immortal aura around his body, his steps froze, slightly puzzled, squatted down and looked at the white fox, faintly, he saw the light of the golden pentagram between its eyebrows looming, stunned, and then chuckled at the corner of his mouth, "I see, it can be regarded as you and I have a fate today." He raised his hand, put the white fox in his sleeve, and disappeared in the woods.

Time turns, and the history books turn that page. When the sea god made waves again, it was two hundred years later, and the scene of the past, even though he was reluctant and unwilling, was also run over by the giant wheel of time, except for a long sigh, and disappeared without a trace.

And the rest of the story begins 200 years later......