On the concubine's face, there was a sudden fear on her face at this moment, "What to do?" ”

"I won't forget today's events." She said, the concubine smiled relaxedly, "If you love to forget, you will forget, if you don't like to forget, you will not forget, can you still come back alive from the imperial capital, don't be delusional about your Qingqiu dream, now, don't say that Emperor Yan is dead, even if Emperor Yan is still alive and well, seeing your grimace, I won't feel anything about you." ”

"You!"

"How am I, hahaha, haha." The woman drifted away. Asa-san was exhausted and fell to the ground, she was almost exhausted, her hands and feet were bound by the cold and heavy huge handcuffs and shackles, she wanted to move, she wanted to struggle, but she needed to use all her strength.

The cold ground, the cold walls, the cold room, this is an environment isolated from people, she can't imagine that if she is not careful, she will fall into the hands of the villain. The wound on her cheek ached, something was falling from her eye sockets, was it tears?

No, no, she has never cried, the hot water, like a clear stream, slowly climbed over her cheeks, into the wound, the stinging sensation made people feel painful, there seemed to be coals burning on the cheeks, the kind of pain, people couldn't sleep.

He wanted to rest, there was no possibility, in the middle of the night, the cold was even more cold than just now, he felt that he had no strength anymore, it was better to die like this, or this was her fate, now, all she needed was a pot of fire to drive away the night here, to summon the inner light, hope, and warmth.

And just like that, she fell asleep, and in her dream, she returned to the valley, and how many beautiful flowers were there in the valley, and the irises that bloomed in the wind, the purple ones, and the white clusters on the vines, what was not woody? That large field of golden sunflowers.

The red one is like the undulating ocean is clearly the red rose, the beautiful light, colorful, beautiful scenery abounds, now, she saw the Si Yu fairy, the fairy was drinking tea, looking back at the shallow mulberry, since the cup Si Yu fairy was accepted, she regarded the fairy as the master's.

"Master, I'm back." She said that Fairy Si Yu turned around, but there was a traumatic sentimentality in her eyes, and she realized that she had something to say, and Fairy Si Yu had a faint pity in her eyes.

"Sit down." Fairy Si Yu's eyes sighed, she stepped forward, as if she had done something wrong, and did not dare to sit down.

"Sit down." Fairy Si Yu looked at her, she was sitting there, the ground was growing peonies, peonies sat on the stool, soft like a dream, a flower grows, and the teacup grows in the heart of the flower.

"Drink." She said, Qiansang could only nod, held it, and took a sip gently, the tea is flower and fruit tea, but it is completely different from the world, she took a sip, and can no longer forget, and even felt that even the body is a lot lighter, and there are red and green falling flowers from the sky.

It's the death of the flowers, it's the flowers that use the past and this life to interpret what, the falling flowers are blown by the wind, so that the shallow mulberry is in the heart, in fact, she is not the soul of a flower, the flowers roll up the beautiful petals, soft and charming.

The wind swept past, and there were remnants of flowers inadvertently around her, she looked at the Si Yu Fairy next to her, the Si Yu Fairy had no expression on her face, stretched out her hand, and the lamp above her head had fallen in the palm of her hand, "Remember this?" Do you remember what you promised Master? ”

"Remember...... Remember. "Assan-sang is ashamed of his shameless self-esteem, what did he promise? At this moment, it was the first time in many years, the words were still in her ears, her ear bones were thumping, and Fairy Si Yu lightly opened her lips, repeating what she told herself when she left the valley.

There are light falling flowers flying, like butterflies, and from time to time they fall on the hairpin of the fairy Si Yu. Qiansang looked at Fairy Si Yu, but felt that she was like an orchid.

"Master......" Assan-sang knelt on the ground, kowtowed, tears had flowed out of the corners of her eyes, silent tears, not a word flowed, her emotions were to let the tears take away, the two looked at each other, and the master sighed helplessly.

"First, the veil cannot be removed, you will seal the Xuan Xuan back to the Spirit Kingdom today, and you must not let him see your face, let alone let the world see your face, so as not to cause death."

"Second, the name Yin Mo needs to be changed, and as for what it changes, I don't decide. Your exit from the valley this time is rebirth, and you should give yourself a name if you want to come to this name. ”

"Third, you must always remember that this time you went with Yan Xuanfeng, just to repay the debt, and when the situation in the Yan Ling Kingdom is stable, you must quickly return to Xianyi Valley to continue cultivating, and you must not be greedy for red dust."

But now, first, her veil was quickly lifted, so that Emperor Yan was shocked and soon indulged. Third, in the process of completing the mission, she can't have emotional entanglements with anyone, but after all, Asa-san still forgot.

This is why today's shallow mulberry tastes the bitter fruit, now she has a wound on her cheek, and her heart is also with a wound, as for the biggest wound, it is still left to the world, his mood is so painful, bitter tears have entered his mouth.

"The disciple knows that he is wrong." She repented, and Fairy Si Yu sighed faintly. "Now, you have a thousand feelings of pity with Hongchen, I even regret letting you agree to Yan Xuanfeng, but you don't have to blame yourself, every flower will have a watchful soul, this ...... It's fate. ”

"Master, what do you mean ......?"

"Remember, don't make a mistake again and again." The master gave a stern and serious admonition, Qiansang nodded, and Fairy Siyu continued to pour tea. "Let's have a drink." Tasting the rain and dew elixir, he understood that this was the best thing, and he didn't feel greedy.

If everything is completed, it will be a wonderful life to be in the valley with Master. She thought of this, but hoped to return as soon as possible, "Those who have traveled a hundred miles are half ninety, you have experienced so many winds and waves, but your thoughts are swaying left and right, this should not be." ”

"Yes, yes." What the mission is, she has to pay the price, and there should not be the slightest emotion. "Master doesn't mean to ask you to cut off the love thread, Master just hopes that love is something that you can put away freely, not something that bothers you, do you understand Master's good intentions?"

As she spoke, she gently reached out and stroked her head, and a pollen puff rolled down, and she nodded, but she felt that the pain in her face had been relieved a lot, and Master was like this when she was ordained by Moding.

It was as if a warm spring had entered her Heavenly Spirit Gai, "Master took you to see a flower, this flower was cultivated by Master with great difficulty, Master said in vain, this flower is called Manzhu Sahua." Qiansang nodded and followed Fairy Siyu forward.

The front is the flower garden, before, as long as there is time, Fairy Si Yu will be here to see the flowers in the flower garden, the flowers here are cultivated by her alone, there are no idle people here, if the master likes to be lively, you can conjure up the gods.

Shikigami can change into flowers, trees, stones, and so on, and they are like human beings, who have human life, human emotions, and everything that they have for a short time.

Fairy Si Yu often looked at the flowers and trees in a daze, as if a pale green gradually grew in her heart, the two walked forward, to the side of the flower garden, Qiansang looked at it, couldn't help but be stunned, just now she was still thinking about her own affairs in her mind, and now she stopped and was completely shocked by the red in front of her.