The sound of rain in the snow pavilion

Bai Yixue came back from Wuya Mountain, waved away the maid, and sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes closed, holding her breath and concentrating.

Suddenly, the apricot eyes opened, and their eyes were shining.

Bai Yixue got up and combed in the mirror, but when she was halfway through the combing, she stopped abruptly.

Turning around, he took out a blue veil, replaced the white veil on his face, and went back to bed after doing everything, meditating and practicing.

The hustle and bustle of the city, followed by the blood begonia on Qingming Night, wandering around the east, so happy.

Qingming Night: Shopkeeper, how much is your jade Jue?

On the night of the Qingming Dynasty, he picked up two pieces of jade, which were round and smooth, and the color was rich.

Shopkeeper: Son, you are really a good eye, these two pieces of jade, are not common, you look at this pattern, look at this carving, you look at the insider, I don't report to you more, ten taels of gold, you see how it is.

Qingming Night: It's not the shopkeeper, you're bullying me, although your jade jue has good textures and colors, but you see, there is an obvious crack here.

Pointing to a small and insignificant rift.

Shopkeeper: Childe, this pair of jade jue ten taels of gold my shopkeeper really confiscated your high price. You look at it......

Qingming Night: What if I only need one?

Shopkeeper: It's not a son, this Yujue has always been a pair, how can it be dismantled and sold, aren't you kidding?

Tonight: This ......

Blood Begonia: Ten taels of gold.

Throwing down ten taels of gold, the shopkeeper immediately smiled and went to pack.

Qingming night gave a thumbs up to the blood begonia.

Qingming Night: Master is Master, Shot is Heroic, can I ask for support for apprentices?

Blood Begonia: I'm not your master.

Qingming Night: Oh, that's not the point, the point is, apprentice, I ask for support, begging for feeding, begging for hugging.

Shopkeeper: The two of you are ready, welcome to come next time.

Blood Begonia retracted the words from his lips.

took the brocade box and stepped out of the shop, but saw a cloud of black smoke in front of him, and the raging fire suddenly appeared.

Qingming Night: Damn, isn't that Zuichun Building?

The towers are high, the fire is merciless, and it is overturned.

Blood Begonia glanced at it and lost interest.

In this game, I don't know whose chess game it is.

Passerby A: Mom, no one escaped, this fire is too weird.

Passerby B: It said that it was a mistake to knock over the candlestick, do you believe it?

Passerby C: What kind of candle, the blue sky is white, can you really turn over and can't run out?

Passerby: I have a friend who is a fool, Zuichun Lou is being wiped out, everyone has a sword mark on their neck, and a sword seals their throats!

Everyone exclaimed in unison.

Passerby A: This is offending the plague god, and it's too ruthless.

Passerby B: What kind of plague god, this is obviously the enemy seeking revenge, I heard that the scene left the Pure Glass Heaven Ruyi Buddha.

Passerby C: You're not right, I heard that it's a water-sheltering bead in the North Abyss and the South China Sea.

Passerby Ding: What you said is not right, my friend said that this sword wound was obviously caused by the sword of Qionglou Yucheng.

For a while, rumors were spreading, and the city was full of wind and rain.

The crowd said that they were slowly leaving, and that absolute clean was not clean.

Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, it does not work, and the four are empty.

This is a blessed land, but also a place of peace and tranquility, but this tranquility has been broken today.

On behalf of God: Why the Wishful Buddha of Jinglitian is exiled is also related to the tragedy of the destruction of the Zuichun Building.

The disciple gestured: [That Ruyi Buddha is a disciple who had an accident on a mission before, and it should have been picked up and used by someone with a heart. 】

For God: I will report this to God, so go down first.

Question: [Yes.] 】

Outside the Spirit Gathering Array, the alien noblewoman Hao Yuehua strongly provoked the passers-by here, with a contemptuous tone, noncommittal.

Ke Suiyuan: Danzhu won't betray me, it's Lao Kusui who told you.

Hao Yuehua: Come back with me.

The guest is not moving, and the body is energetic, not moving and spontaneous.

Hao Yuehua: After a hundred years of willfulness, have you forgotten who you are?

The wild wind is grinning, and the feather belt is flying.

Ke Suiyuan: You're talking too much.

The sword eyebrows were cold, and the yellow sand rose suddenly.

Hao Yuehua laughed angrily.

Hao Yuehua: Have you forgotten who your mother is in a hundred years?

Columns of water rose from the ground and broke through the ground, and in an instant the yellow sand collapsed and became muddy.

Ke Suiyuan was unconscious, pulled out the red belt around his waist, and the soft sword was unsheathed, and he was shocked at first glance.

Hao Yuehua: I have grown a lot.

The light blue feather belt came out, but the soft sword pointed out, the earth and qi were combined, and the light fluttering feather belt was suddenly restricted.

Ke Suiyuan: You are my mother, so, Jinghongying.

Turning around with a sword, the sword gathered quicksand, and in an instant, the yellow sand filled the sky, sweeping the sky. The hazy moon is a shield of water

Buried alive, buried alive in an instant.

Suddenly, there was a surge on the surface, and the water dragon broke through the sand. Hao Yuehua stood on the dragon's head, her eyes churning with anger.

Hao Yuehua: Bury your mother alive and grow up.

Deep underground, the water is swept in all directions, and the rivers and seas are dried up.

The guest was slightly puzzled.

Ke Suiyuan: Don't bury it, do you want me to attack you?

In the dark hole, the black and white boy came with the fire, the old withered man seemed to be prepared, and the low laughter echoed constantly.

Old wither: Lord Danzhu is here to burn the old body.

Danju: You're really good.

The fire burns his heart, and he doesn't want to live, but the more he laughs, the more crazy he becomes, and the more he laughs, the more crazy he becomes.

Lao Kusui: You're angry, you're finally angry for me, Danzhu, hahaha, you're angry.

The fire burns the heart, and the love fire extinguishes the heart.

Danzhu: This time, your cultivation can be completely abolished, I will send you three meals a day, and after I find out about the action, you don't have to defend the tenth life.

Turning away, one person was left to go crazy.

Lao Kusui: Danzhu, Danzhu, things have already begun, do you think that I will be fine if I don't move, you are still so naïve, hahaha.

Who remembers the love of the city at a glance, and who remembers the love of the fire.

With the passage of time, everything is not worth mentioning.

Only those who are obsessed can't let go and can't see through.

Listen to the rain upstairs and listen to the wind and rain, listen to the rain downstairs, and the peach blossoms fall.

In the rain of flowers, Shi Qingjiu came with a sword and blocked in front of Chu Wuyu, the phantom doctor.

Chu Wuyu: What is the owner of the peach blossom?

Poetry sake: a person, quinoa sheng moon.

Doctor Qi: He's already the one I listen to in the rain building.

Poetry sake does not say a word, frost and snow out of the sheath.

Doctor Qi: You go to the landlord first.

After that, the pipa got started and outlined the killing machine.

Chu Wuyu turned around and left.

Poetry sake: Let poetry sake ask your Excellency for advice.

The frost and snow are cold, and the frost is beginning to fall.

Qi Fantasy Doctor hooked the strings with his hands, the rhythm played, and the boundary was sealed in an instant.

Qi Fantasy Doctor: The Art of the Heart, the Lonely and Disabled Moon.

Looking at the moon at the end of the world, the old people drink and talk about the end of the world.

Poetry sake is unaware.

Poetry sake: I, not Qian'er.

Wielding the sword at the end of the world, the figure of the deceased is gone.

Illusory Doctor: The Art of the Heart, the River Sacrifice.

Thousands of wild waves, devouring heaven and earth.

The huge waves are close, the poetry and sake do not dodge or dodge, and at the moment when the waves are engulfed, the frost and snow sword moves.

Poetry sake: frozen.

The words fell softly, the waves melted into ice, and when I looked back, it shattered.

The ice shattered and fell to the ground, the aftermath was shocking, and the enchantment was shaken.

The phantom doctor's five fingers are wound to stabilize the enchantment.

Illusory Doctor: The Art of the Heart, Shadow.

The solemn figure, blood spilled on the field, hanging his hand for a moment, died in Huangquan.

Poetry sake: I, not Qian'er.

The sword qi is swaying, the sword shadow is swept sharply, and there is no vitality left.

One string vibrates, four strings move, the hands rise and fall, the love string has been broken, and the art of the heart is broken.

The Phantom Doctor was shocked.

Poetry sake: I don't feel nostalgic for the past.

The heart does not belong, everywhere is belonging.

Thinking without thinking, the love strings are in vain.

Phantom Doctor: What a ruthless person.

The love strings fall, the killing strings rise, the birds are facing the phoenix, and the phoenix sings for nine days.

Poetry sake frost snow cold light, a sword to cut the sky and phoenix.

Poetry sake: I just want Quinoa Sheng Yueming.

Phantom Doctor: Don't think.

At the same time, on the wilderness, Chu Wuyu walked along, and the young man in front of him was carrying a sword scabbard on his back, passing by, and Chu Wuyu's footsteps stopped.

Chu Wuyu: Stay.

The young man didn't stop, and Chu Wuyu caught up with him.

Chu Wuyu: Your Excellency.

Young man: I don't know you, I borrowed it.

Chu Wuyu: Your Excellency has a scabbard on your back.

Young Man: It's none of your business.

Go around the body and move on.

Chu Wuyu hurriedly caught up, and a sword qi came out of the scabbard, blocking his steps.

Young man: He doesn't like you, don't get close.

When the words fell, the person had disappeared, and the sword qi was gone.

Chu Wuyu still wanted to chase after him, but he saw the bell ringing around his waist.

[I don't know. Watching women. 】

Chu Wuyu smiled bitterly and turned back to the building.

Qionglou jade falls, and the tower becomes a peak.

Situ Yue leaned down and rested.

Yan Huan's eyes flashed when he walked in, walked in front of Situ Yue, covered her with a thin quilt, and then left.

The light of the sun shines into the house, leaving darkness behind.

And in the darkness, who can turn a blind eye to the king?