- Hyacinth's flower language is burning love. After the hyacinth blooms, if you want to bloom again, you need to cut off the flowers that were dying before. So hyacinth also represents the love of rebirth. Forget the sorrows of the past and start a new love.

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Because the falling flowers have no substance, just a touch of spirit, so Meng Po found a place in Penglai in the world - Lingcao Valley.

Looking at the name, you know that it is a place with great aura, and in fact, it is also true.

The reason why this place is here is because no one disturbs here, and it is also extremely suitable for cultivation, so even if Meng Po doesn't want to set foot here again, she still came for the sake of falling flowers.

And Xintong also came along, after all, Luohua is used to his company, and he has long been regarded as a close person.

It's just that he was lucky, Meng Po carved a section of fairy lotus root that he had occasionally obtained before into the appearance of Xintong, and led Xintong in.

Therefore, the current new tung is no different from humans, but it is still necessary to hydrate from time to time, otherwise it will become a little old man, and that appearance is also interesting.

When I first entered the Lingcao Valley, the falling flowers were captured by this place, this Lingcao Valley, surrounded by mountains, there are trees on the mountain, red, green, white, multiple colors intertwined;

A river flows slowly down from the valley, and in the sunlight it is colored in a rainbow of colors, like a ribbon, which adds a touch of beauty to the place;

The most important thing in this fairy grass valley is naturally all kinds of flowers and plants, all of which are difficult to find outside, which can be used for decoration and medicinal materials.

And the favorite thing about falling flowers is the patches of hyacinths, all kinds of colors, swaying with the breeze.

This is the first time that Luohua has come out, and it is also the first time to see so many things, instead of the lonely, unchanging Lethe.

"Luohua likes this place very much?" Meng Po looked at Luohua's jaw dropping appearance, and couldn't help laughing, looking at this is still the place in her memory.

The little new tong chased the rabbit in the distance, so unhappy.

Meng Po gave birth to a touch of bitterness for no reason, perhaps thinking of the previous bad memories, she felt depressed, and her face slowly sank, and finally calmed down.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's beautiful, and it's very suitable for cultivating your spirit. ”

"Thank you, Mrs. Meng. Luohua is not adulterated, she didn't miss the trace of sadness on Meng Po's face just now, Luohua knows that this is Meng Po's hometown, if it weren't for herself, Meng Po would not set foot in Penglai again.

"It's okay, I've long forgotten the past, there are many flowers and plants here, very fairy, but relatively mild, you can extract their essence every day to restore yourself, just don't overdo it, otherwise it will backfire." ”

"Luohua understands that it is too much. ”

After speaking, Meng Po introduced the spirit of falling flowers into a red hyacinth, because Meng Po knew that falling flowers like red.

After doing everything, Meng Po left, on the one hand, because she really didn't want to stay here, and on the other hand, Lechuan still had something to deal with, after all, there was still a passing year and the situation was very bad.

And Luohua didn't say anything, because she is still immersed in the fantasy of the future.

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At this time, Lethe Chuan still did not wake up after the passing years, the Manzhu Sawa flower was defeated, and the leaves were dying.

Meng Po carefully injected the mana into the body of the flowing year, and after a while, the flowing year woke up embarrassedly, but the whole person was only empty and decadent, how could there be the appearance that he usually saw.

"Passing years, are you better?"

"How is she?" Liu Nian didn't answer Meng Po's question, but just asked about Luohua's condition, and he was now hanging on Luohua's body and mind.

"She's fine, with Shinki with her. ”

"Really? That's fine. ”

"Passing years, you are really the only one here now, passing years, will you be sad?"

"Yes, but I know that Meng Po must have a way to help me, otherwise you wouldn't have come back so soon. When he said this, a bright light flashed in Liu Nian's eyes, but no one noticed it.

"Passing years, you just have this ability to see through people's hearts, but, why bother?"

"You know, for her, I do. ”

"Passing years, why do you like her?

"I like this thing, I can't control it, I just want it, I do it, I want to love, I like it. ”

"But even though she knew you were with her, she left. ”

"She'll be back. ”

"Hey...... Since ancient times, the love has not been long, but it is still the same. ”

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——Looking at the sea, full of tiredness without tears and speechless.

Looking at the sky, I only feel that my feelings are chaotic, my heart is like a small wooden boat, the vista is gone, but it is still moving forward.

Who reigns over me in my life?

Struggling in the sea of people every day, I sigh in my heart like a passing year.

You can't keep yesterday, leaving only thoughts, strings of entanglements.

In the vast smoke and waves, I miss the previous years, my appearance has changed early, my situation has changed, and my feelings have not changed.

(Taken from Anita Mui's "The Year of Flowing Water")

In fact, in the past, Liu Nian had said to Meng Po that he wanted to go with Luohua, but Meng Po did not agree at that time, he never knew what the reason was, he didn't ask at that time, and Meng Po didn't say.

He thought he could wait, but only a moment later, his heart was torn.

"Meng Po, I" wanted to ask...... Why can't I talk to ...... Luohua went together, but in the end, he was interrupted by Meng Po before he finished asking.

"I know what you want to ask? Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you, it can also cut off your thoughts, not for you, but for the flowers. ”

"What do you say?" said Liunian.

"Actually, you are so smart, how could you not find anything?" After saying this, Meng Po's eyes were sharp, and her momentum became heavier, Liu Nian thought, this is the true appearance of Meng Po, otherwise how can you control the entire Lethe?

"You want to say that the falling flowers are Yuan Zhi. ”

"Now that you know everything, why do you still want to be persistent?" As if remembering something, Meng Po's tone gradually became sharp.

"But what does it matter? I have known since you told Luohua that story, and I have not heard the legend that has been circulated before, and the essence and blood of the goddess are turned into a joke, and most people only listen to it as a joke. Ignoring Meng Po's oppression, Liunian still spoke in a light tone.

"It's just that from the time you talked to Luohua about Yuanzhi, I naturally felt it, but Meng Po, you must know that she is just Luohua now, and I am just a passing year, we are just this Manzhu Sawa of Lethe, aren't we?"

"Nothing has happened yet, why don't you give us a chance? Why don't you give yourself a chance? After so many years of waiting, isn't Meng Po just for that guilt? Or does Meng Po want to know the truth of the year?"

"Lingjun. As if her mind had been punctured, Meng Po's face turned red, and she had obviously begun to get angry.

"My name is Liunian. ”

"Okay, Liunian, why don't you understand, you and Yuan Zhi ...... No, falling flowers are impossible, not in the past, not now, and not in the future. ”

"Why?"

"Because of fate, fate does not allow you to be together, if you are together, either she hurts, or you hurt, hasn't the lesson of 10,000 years ago made you understand?"

"Meng Po, I don't know what's going on?"

"You know, I don't believe in fate, I only believe in her, and he's what I've believed in consciously. ”

"And I don't believe what you say, I only know that the person I like is her, and she can only be with me. ”

"Why are you so persistent, isn't it enough to accompany you for so many years?" When she said this, Meng Po's voice was already hoarse, and her breath weakened, showing a trace of decadence.

"Do you know? For you, she has lost too many things, if she hadn't met you, she would still be that noble goddess, she might marry the god of war, the future queen of heaven, she will have her own children, her own life, the whole fairy world will bless her, she will be the happiest person. ”

"Just for you, she lost her immortality, lost her life, and even lost her soul, isn't that enough?"

"Do you know?Because of your death, she searched in this Lethe River for many nights, and finally only found a trace of memory that you scattered, she used all her divine power to protect that memory, and finally she only had a trace of essence blood, and the rest of her souls were scattered into the heavens and ...... earth" It seems to see the blood-stained figure 10,000 years ago, the white clothes have long been unable to see the original color, but they still protect the memory, and the seven orifices bleed.

"I finally used a secret method to take away her essence blood, but I found that it still protected your memory. ”

"I didn't want to save you, but Yuan Zhi, in the end, she gave me such a problem. ”

Speaking of this, Meng Po smiled, smiling desolately.

"Take good care, Yuan Zhi's body is originally a flower, I thought, so one day she will come back. ”

"I didn't expect that in the end, a red flower like blood grew, it was this Manzhu Sahua, she came back, but she forgot everything, what can I do?"

"It's just that fate still plays tricks on you, this Manzhu Sawah, the flower of hell, the flower of the Yellow Spring, although you are one, but you are a flower and a leaf, the flower blooms for a thousand years, the leaf falls for a thousand years, you can't meet, she will never know your existence, and you can only be a guest in her world, and when she sees you, that is separation. Meng Po couldn't stop trembling, as if these words were also Ling Chi's heart.

"Yes, but Meng Po also knows that the entanglement between us is too deep. ”

"Yes, I know, but I also know it, and I am sad. ”

Liu Nian didn't know how to comfort Meng Po, but his tone was two points weaker, not as sharp as before, he knew that Meng Po was also a poor person.

"Will Meng Po help me?" asked again when Meng Po was completely calm.

"Now that you have made up your mind, how can I stop you? ”

"Will she come back?" Liu Nian's face was happy, and he looked at Meng Po expectantly.

"Yes, have you ever heard the Underworld?"

"You know, its existence is a mystery, no one knows where it came from and where it goes, but it often wanders in the Three Realms, but because he has been in the underworld for the longest time, he is counted as a person from the underworld, and it is said that he can hear with his own ears the past and present life and destiny of everything. ”

"Yes, it's quite powerful, but it's not so godly, because it can only predict the outcome, but not the process. ”

"And what does it predict for us?"

When he asked this sentence, Meng Po's face immediately changed, and Liu Nian's eyes also changed, he seemed to be able to feel that it was not a good word?

"Endless love, the fate of death, hell forgetfulness, never meet, life and death part, destiny. ”

"Life and death are separated, destiny dictates...... Life and death are separated, destiny ...... Haha, this is really a very heartless curse, too ruthless, it's just, what did we do wrong? What if this destiny is reversed? It's ridiculous...... ridiculous."