The West Lake shrouded in morning fog is like a dream, and there is a little bit of anointment on the stone steps of the broken bridge, and Murong Qiuyu carries the corner of his skirt and slowly walks up the steps

Today, she has officially left the house, with a small cloth bag on her shoulder, and there are some small soft things in it, and in a while, she will go back to the end of the world.

Came to the bridge, looking at the handsome monk standing against the railing not far away, Murong Qiuyu smiled, he was really here.

I don't know what's wrong, Murong Qiuyu always seems to be so thoughtful looking for Huo Yuanzhen, early in the morning Huo Yuanzhen said that he would go for a walk in the West Lake, and come back to say goodbye to himself after a while, he walked on the front foot, and Murong Qiuyu followed out on the back foot, walking all the way, and unconsciously came to the broken bridge.

Seeing Murong Qiuyu coming, Huo Yuanzhen smiled and didn't speak, and waited until she walked to her side before saying to her, "Are you leaving?"

"Well, gone, won't go back. ”

Murong Qiuyuzhong made a move, there was a faint dampness in the air, and the palms and backs of his hands were cold, and he felt very comfortable.

"I haven't been here for a few days, I was fifteen years old when I last came, and I went back in spring, and it was still so beautiful here. ”

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him and the beautiful woman beside him, Huo Yuanzhen also spoke: "In the past, there were white snakes and Xu Xian, which attracted the lake to fill the golden mountain, and the broken bridge should be the place where the intestines are broken, and the smoke and rain of half the lake are half life. ”

He had just read a few words to his heart's content, but Murong Qiuyu grabbed his hand: "Yuan Zhen, don't say that." ”

There was no one here, Huo Yuanzhen was also very casual, and gently shook Murong Qiuyu's little hand: "What's wrong with Qiuyu?"

"No, I just think that what you say about broken intestines, half-life, is a little unlucky.

Huo Yuanzhen was silent, what could he say to Murong Qiuyu? This woman who made her once emotional, but it was also a forbidden area that she didn't dare to cross easily.

But he had to get closer to Murong Qiuyu, for that damn love calamity.

Although he was speechless, he wrapped Murong Qiuyu's entire palm in his palm more tightly, a warm and soft one.

Murong Qiuyu raised his head, Huo Yuan was really tall, and he was relatively tall, but he still needed to look up to see his face clearly.

"Gen Zhen, do you like the days of the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha so much?"

"The life of Shaolin Temple is not as boring as you imagined, not to mention that I still have a lot of unfinished things, before these things are completed, the poor monk can only be the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and will not think about anything else. ”

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen's words, Murong Qiuyu was a little sad, but in these words, a kind of information was quietly revealed, which made Murong Qiuyu still have some expectations.

"If you are tired of staying in Shaolin Temple, or you don't want to be a monk anymore, Qiuyu will also come to accompany you to the broken bridge of the West Lake and accompany you to see the peach blossoms in Chang'an. ”

The girl's words were like a quiet confession, and he should be able to hear the meaning of a feeling.

"If there is such a day, I will let the autumn rain accompany me. ”

Before the morning fog completely dissipated, a drizzle of rain and smoke drifted in the sky, and Murong Qiuyu opened a red umbrella that he carried with him, covering the two of them under the umbrella.

In the distance, a small boat rowed by, and the captain paddled, and the boat brought a mark of water in the lake.

Bursts of Qingyue's singing came out of the mouth of the captain, and the two of them couldn't hear what he was singing, and they didn't need to hear it clearly.

"What a beautiful view. ”

Murong Qiuyu let out a sigh.

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said: "Look, that captain is also looking at us, we are standing on the bridge and looking at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are looking at us under the bridge. ”

"Have you figured it out?"

"If only Qiu Yu walks with an umbrella, then it is the most beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, but as soon as the poor monk appears, this bald head will become a person who spoils the scenery. ”

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen's words, Murong Qiuyu's eyes rolled, and Huo Yuanzhen took out something in the package with an umbrella. ...,

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned when he saw it, this thing was actually a wig!

"This is our end of the world, walking the rivers and lakes of the necessary things, when I went to the Shaolin Temple, not only prepared clothes for you, but also prepared this thing for you, I hope you pretend to be a young man in the rivers and lakes, but you don't agree, this thing will not come in handy, today, you wear it and show me." ”

"Wear this thing one. ”

"Put it on, just here, wear it for a while, don't be the one who spoils the scenery. ”

Huo Yuanzhen smiled helplessly, held the umbrella with both hands, bowed his head slightly, and let Murong Qiuyu fiddle with his head for a long time.

After finishing it, Murong Qiuyu stared at Huo Yuanzhen like that, and his eyes were a little strange.

"Qiu Yu, does the poor monk look weird?"

"No, it's beautiful, it turns out that you have hair, it's so good-looking. ”

Murong Qiuyu shook his head, suddenly seemed a little sad, and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "From the moment you gave Qiu Yu freedom, Qiu Yu no longer has real freedom. ”

After saying this, Murong Qiuyu finally mustered up the courage and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Yuanzhen, my abbot, what Qiuyu means, do you understand?"

Huo Yuan really understood this sentence, he gritted his teeth, and finally spoke: "Last night's stars and last night's wind." ”

Murong Qiuyu knew this poem, and when she heard Huo Yuanzhen say this, she finally showed a sweet smile and said, "Guitang East on the west side of the painting building." ”

"There are no colorful phoenix wings. ”

Saying this, Huo Yuan really felt that his heart was clear, and he finally spoke, after all, he said it, at this moment, there was a feeling of letting go of the heavy burden.

Murong Qiuyu grabbed Huo Yuanzhen's hand again, "You have a good heart, you can understand it." ”

The red umbrella rolled down in the smoke and rain, and fell from the broken bridge into the water, drifting like duckweed.

"Yuan Zhen, I don't know why? Since Chang'an and you separated, I always have a trace of concern for you in my heart, go to Shaolin to send you silver, in fact, I can't wait to see you, this feeling, sometimes makes me very uncomfortable, and sometimes, my heart will hurt. ”

Murong Qiuyu finally approached Huo Yuanzhen slowly, naturally snuggled into his arms, wrapped his hands around him, and let his soft chest squeeze on his chest, that kind of intimate feeling made him feel very warm.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't know why, at this moment, he could really feel Murong Qiuyu's inner thoughts, her confusion, that little bit of heartache, he could really feel it clearly.

Why?

This is somewhat counterintuitive.

In order to verify, Huo Yuanzhen said: "Qiu Yu, are you thinking, why don't I hug you yet?"

Murong Qiuyu blushed instantly, and nodded undetectably: "I think you're wondering, do I want to hug her." ”

Huo Yuanzhen roared in his heart, did he do it?

At this time, a prompt suddenly came from the internal system: "The love tribulation is successful, and the Jiuyang True Scripture is retained." ”

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned, he actually succeeded in this way, this love calamity is not difficult.

Hurriedly and quietly checked the system, the love robbery item had dimmed, and when I checked it, there was no response to this item.

Why can't I view it?

Could it be that he crossed the catastrophe too quickly, and the system felt that the love catastrophe was powerless to him, so he revoked the item?

It's better to revoke it, so that you don't always have to worry about it.

Huo Yuanzhen felt that there seemed to be some surprises in being able to successfully cross the catastrophe this time.

Between himself and Murong Qiuyu, there really seems to be some kind of inner connection in the dark, since Chang'an parted, he has had this feeling, but Murong Qiuyu's feeling seems to be stronger than himself.

This factor has become a key part of the tribulation, and now that Murong Qiuyu is in his arms, the effect of this factor has been brought into full play, and the two can really feel what the other party thinks. ...,

Moreover, Murong Qiuyu said that when she thought of herself, her heart hurt, which made Huo Yuan really wonder.

"Yuan Zhen, I think you're in a mess, but you seem to be happy, what are you thinking?"

Murong Qiuyu raised his head, just a few inches in front of Huo Yuanzhen's eyes, and asked with a sigh of relief.

"I'm thinking, how can I make Qiu Yu not feel distressed anymore. ”

"And what, why are you happy?"

"I'm happy that I've got rid of a bondage, maybe I won't be bound by this kind of thing in the future, Qiuyu you got free, I also got free, so I'm very happy. ”

"What could bind you, and how did you get rid of it?"

"Originally, I didn't know how to get rid of it, but thanks to the autumn rain. ”

"Thanks to me? Why?"

"Because you bravely hugged me, I was freed from this bondage. ”

Murong Qiuyu's face turned crimson: "I don't understand what you're talking about, but since it's because of me, how do you thank me?"

Huo Yuanzhen finally slowly stretched out his hand and took Murong Qiuyu into his arms, this Murong Qiuyu's hug made him successful, so let the warmth and tranquility of this moment last longer.

Murong Qiuyu leaned her head on his chest, she still didn't quite understand Huo Yuanzhen's heart, but she didn't want to ask, she knew that Huo Yuanzhen had his difficulties, he was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and many things were involuntarily, if he asked too many questions, it would inevitably make him in a dilemma, so it would be very good.

Farewell today, I don't know when we will meet, I hope he will not forget about himself in the rivers and lakes.

In the sky, a black dot hovered in the distance, emitting a clear eagle roar, which reached Huo Yuanzhen's ears.

It's the Golden-Eyed Eagle!

Is something wrong with Shaolin!

No, through the spiritual connection with the golden-eyed eagle, I can feel that although it is urgent, Shaolin is still okay at the moment.

But he had to go back and deal with it, looking at Murong Qiuyu who was like a kitten in his arms, a faint sorrow rose in Huo Yuan's heart.

He wanted to be free from the shackles of fate.

Shaolin must become stronger! The leader of the martial arts alliance must fight for it!