"It's good, Li'er's singing voice is like the sound of heaven." Murong Chu imprinted a kiss on Mo Li's side face, took her hand, and continued to walk in the southwest direction.

Mo Li couldn't suppress her excitement and picked a few small flowers casually. Murong Chu took one of it and inserted it between her sideburns, looked at it carefully for a moment, held the beautiful cheek, and gave another light kiss.

The two of them walked and stopped, and it took about two hours to reach the mountain range that Yiqing said.

This is not a lofty mountain in the general sense, but only a low mountain and hill that extends to the valley from the remnants of Cangya Mountain, and the altitude is not high. At the foot of the mountain, you can see the lush greenery of the mountain, and a clear stream winds down to merge into the river in the valley.

"Tired? Would you like to take a break? Murong Chu pinned the strands of Mo Li's hair scattered on his forehead behind his ears and caressed her beautiful face like a peach blossom.

"Not tired." Mo Li grabbed his hand and winked mischievously, "Let's compete to climb the mountain!" ”

Murong Chu chuckled: "Compared with her husband, the lady is not afraid that she will lose?" ”

"You're not allowed to use light work, let's just rely on our feet to climb up, how about it?" Mo Li raised her eyebrows.

"Okay, I'll let the lady go to the big tree first." Murong Chu pointed to a tall tree halfway up the mountain.

Mo Li choked his nose: "Okay, don't cheat!" ”

Murong Chu bowed slightly, and his eyes were full of doting.

Mo Li walked slowly and leisurely up the mountain, and when he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he had to conserve his strength, so that he would not be caught up so easily in the second half of the mountain.

When she got to the big tree, Mo Li turned around and saw Murong Chu still standing in place, looking up at her.

He waved his hand at the man at the foot of the mountain, and began to climb to the top of the mountain with all his might.

The mountain became steeper as it increased, and Mo Li's footsteps became slower and slower, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he was already exhausted and out of breath. Suddenly, there was a light foot, the scene in front of him toppled over, and the whole person was picked up by Murong Chu, who had caught up.

"Hey, you're playing tricks, and you're actually using light work."

Murong Chu calmed down, took a few taps under his feet, jumped to the top of the mountain, just put it on the ground, and said: "I came up step by step, if I used light skills, I would have reached the top of the mountain long ago." ”

That's right, it seemed like a distance of tens of meters just now, but it arrived in a few breaths, and this is the light work.

"We both arrived at the top of the mountain at the same time, and you used light skills in the last section, so I still won." Mo Li shook his little head scoundrelly, but saw Murong Chu staring at the bottom of the mountain with a pair of black eyes.

Following his gaze, he turned back and saw that on the other side of the mountain was a sea of lilac flowers.

That flower...... That flower...... It's no stranger to Mo Li. Her eyes widened suddenly, and her hands were on her mouth that had been wide open in astonishment.

"Will ...... Shogun...... Achu ...... I...... I...... That's right? ”

Murong Chu shrank back, took Mo Li into his arms, and flew down the mountain.

Falling into the sea of flowers, Mo Li saw more clearly, it was indeed the small lilac flower that she had seen many times in her dreams, exuding a faint fragrance, just like the elegant but lingering in the dream.

"Zichen ......," Murong Chu muttered as he looked at the sea of flowers.

Mo Lihu looked at him suspiciously: "What did you say?" ”

"This flower is called Zichen."

"How do you know its name?" Mo Li was even more puzzled, he had heard Zichen Hall in his dream, and now he said that this flower was called Zichen.

Murong Chu raised his head, with a hint of confusion in his eyes: "I don't know, I just think it should be called Zichen." ”

"What the hell is going on!" Mo Li rubbed the corners of her aching forehead, everything was so confusing that it was confusing.

"Want to know?" A voice came from the mountains and forests behind them, and the two looked back at the mysterious Master Yiqing.

"Old monk? What are you doing here? Mo Li looked at Yiqing who was walking and asked.

"Haven't you been asking me what I know? Actually, I really don't know anything. ”

Yiqing's words made Mo Li feel the urge to pounce on him and strangle him, Murong Chu squeezed her hand, and said with a calm face: "Since you are here, you just want to tell us something, how can you say that you don't know?" ”

"Yes, I have something to tell you. But that's not what you were asking before. Yi Qing smiled indifferently and turned to Mo Li again, "Is that pendant on your body?" ”

Mo Li nodded, and her hand unconsciously touched her neck, the pendant she had been wearing with her.

Yiqing paused slightly, and then said: "Whether you know or don't know, it's just a cycle of cause and effect." If the two of them are sure that they want to know about the past, then they will drip the blood of General Murong's fingertips on the pendant, and everything will naturally be clear. ”

"Can't you use my blood?" Mo Li hurriedly asked.

Yiqing shook his head.

"Forget it, ten fingers are connected to the heart, how painful it is to break the fingertips. You ......" As soon as Mo Li said something to stop, Murong Chu had already put his index finger between his lips, and with a knock of his teeth, bright red beads instantly came out.

He knew that Mo Li had been entangled in that dream, in order to reassure her, what was the blood on his fingertips, even if he wanted his heart's blood, he wouldn't even blink his eyes.

Pulling out the pendant along the diamond knot chain rope between the strengths, Murong Chu stretched out his index finger with blood beads and pointed at the lilac pendant.

The pendant instantly sucked the bright red blood beads into it as if it was alive, and a touch of red appeared in the middle, but there was no blood at all on the surface. Suddenly, the crimson flowed, and the pendant showed a colorful glow, and the light became more and more vigorous, so that people couldn't open their eyes.

Gradually, the light dissipated, and Mo Li tried to open his eyes a slit, and found that he was in a garden full of purple stars again. Looking around, Murong Chu and Yiqing were gone. I only saw a man in a white robe playing the flute by the edge of the flowers.

The sound of the flute is melodious and graceful, and the lilac flowers on the side of the robe are swaying in the wind, as if intoxicated by the sound of the flute.

After a song, the man leaned over to touch the flower that grew tallest and bloomed the most, and whispered, "You have spirituality, and among the flowers in this garden, only you understand the sound of the flute of the deity." ”

The flower branch shook as if in response to the man, and at this moment, the man withdrew his hand, and the swinging flower branch cut through his fingertips, and a drop of blood fell on the stamen of the flower, and disappeared in an instant.

The flower was frightened, and immediately stopped swinging, and stood honestly in its place, and the stamen drooped down, shaking gently, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Forget it, this is also the fate of you and me. The deity doesn't blame you. The man's fingertips twisted lightly, and the puncture marks on his hands disappeared instantly.

The stamen slowly lifted up and shook it twice, showing her gratitude to the man.

The man chuckled, carried the jade flute behind his back, and walked along the garden path.

Just now, Mo Li only noticed his interaction with Zichenhua, and didn't look at him carefully, but when he turned around, she happened to see his side face, and couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise.