62 Chapter 58

"It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over the place, and they seem to be paid to the broken wells and decay. The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the joy of the courtyard is the house! Morning and twilight rolls, clouds and clouds; The rain silk wind film, the smoke wave painting the boat - Jinping people look at this Shaoguang cheap!

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On the shore of lakes and mountains, on the banks of lakes and mountains, clouds and rain linger. Outside the carved fence, outside the carved fence, the red turns the cui. provoke the bee and butterfly love. The upper edge of the three-life stone is not due to dreams. One pillow of Huaxu, two suddenly. โ€

I rolled over, opened my eyes, and saw two little fairy girls leaning on the side of the bedside, their heads hanging and napping from time to time. I braced my arms to sit up, but my arms were weak, but I fell back on the bed.

A movement woke up the two fairy girls.

"Who's singing outside?" I asked.

One of the little fairy girls widened her eyes, suddenly turned around and ran out, shouting all the way: "Quick! Tell His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven! The god of water is awake! โ€

The other fairy girl was much more solemn and steady, but she just looked at me with a hint of trilling and replied: "The water god has been asleep for half a year, and His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is worried day and night. โ€

I frowned and asked again, "Who's singing a little song outside?" โ€

The fairy girl said: "His Majesty the Emperor ascended the throne today, the immortals are cheering, and there are immortals in the vestibule who have set up a stage and are singing mortal tunes." โ€

I closed my eyes and asked, "What is this singing?" โ€

The fairy girl replied respectfully: "What is sung is a Kunqu opera, called 'Shocking Dream'." โ€

"Nightmare...... ......I repeated it a few times between my lips, and suddenly looked up at her: "Emperor of Heaven? Which Heavenly Emperor? โ€

The fairy girl smiled: "The water god said that he laughed, there is no other emperor of heaven, naturally there is only one, and it is His Royal Highness of the Night God." The Emperor Fang Cai also took a break to look at the water god, but he didn't want to coincidentally just leave, and the water god woke up. โ€

"Night God......" My mind suddenly messed up, "Night God...... Which night god do you say? I grabbed her cuffs, "What about the Vulcan?" You say I slept for half a year? Why didn't the Vulcan come to see me? โ€

"Vulcan ......?" She was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer, and I pulled her sleeve and asked again and again, before she said cautiously: "Vulcan ...... Didn't the god of fire disappear half a year ago? โ€

There was a loud "boom", and a cloud of blood exploded in my brain.

His smile and gesture were ......

Hair......

Willow Leaf Ice Blade......

Back......

Neidan Jingyuan......

Blood, full of blood, flowed down the white cloud bricks, step by step, there was only a source, no end.

Yes, he's dead! It was I who personally โ–กโ–ก the blade to his essence! I killed him with my own hands! I watched him scatter with my own eyes!

I clutched my hands, and my chest felt a pain like a slash. I curled up and shrunk in the corner of the bed, unable to stand up in pain, and suddenly my heart, liver, spleen, and lungs seemed to have been ripped out, and I was thrown to the ground alive, dripping with blood, and shockingly. I twisted my wrists, twisting them brutely, wondering why it wasn't the hands that had been ripped off.

"Sensage! Sensitaka! What's wrong?! Don't hurt yourself! โ€

I had a cramp in my toes, and I looked at her in a panic, "Quick! My heart has dropped! I lost it! You help me find it! Find out! Must be in this house, be sure to find it! I can't live without it! It hurts, it hurts to death......" I clutched my empty chest and curled into a ball.

The fairy girl was full of horror, and said straightly: "Okay, I'll help you find it, help you find it......" She knelt on the edge of the bed, lifted the pillow and turned over the quilt to find it, and looked around, "No...... No...... Immortal, no......"

"There is no bed, look under the bed, and outside the wing! It must be there! "I wept and ached.

"What are you looking for?" Someone stepped in, with a long body and a robe of red gold.

Xufeng?

My teary eyes were hazy and there was still.

"Find your heart...... Emperor ...... His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven...... The fairy asked me to help her find her heart...... She said that her heart fell ......, "That fairy girl trembles, and her soul does not possess her body."

"Mi'er, what's wrong?"

The mirage collapsed in an instant, and the phoenix never told me to look for a child...... He was stabbed in the chest again, and his flesh and blood were blurred...... I twisted my hands and twisted my throat like a burst of bile.

"It's so bitter, it's so painful! Am I dying? I looked at him helplessly.

The little fish fairy held my hand, took me into his arms, patted me on the back, and said softly: "No, with me, how can Mi'er die?" Moreover, we still have to join hands for thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years, even if the sky is wasted and the earth is old, it is not enough. Mi'er just slept for too long, and her body was inevitably a little uncomfortable. โ€

I broke away from him, "Don't touch me, I'm in pain!" โ€

"Where does it hurt?" The little fish fairy looked at me gently, "I'll give you the qi and use the Yuan Spirit to help you relieve your pain, okay?" โ€

I clutched my chest, only to feel the pain overflowing from my chest, reaching all my limbs, like a needle and a knife, I couldn't tell where it hurt, but it hurt everywhere, I curled up, tears couldn't stop flowing, "I don't know, I don't know where it hurts...... It's so bitter, it's bitter in the mouth. You save me......"

The little fish fairy smiled, "If you eat sugar, you won't be bitter." He conjured up a rock candy and fed it to me with his own hands.

The sugar melted on the tip of my tongue, turning into a stream of coptis juice, only to feel more astringent and bitter in my throat, so bitter that I clamped my brow and spit it out, but saw that the sugar had been dyed blood-red. It turns out that only Daddy's rock candy is sweet. However, Daddy is long gone......

The little fish fairy looked at the blood-dyed sugar, his eyebrows were full of worry, and he stretched out his hand to inject spiritual power into his fingertips and slowly rubbed my back, "Don't be afraid, it'll be fine, everything will be fine." โ€

I choked and sobbed until my throat was hoarse and couldn't make a sound, the tears were still falling down, as if there would never be an exhaustion of the day, and I didn't know what was wrong with me, as if I had fallen into some witch Gu, I grabbed the hand of the little fish fairy, "I must have been hit by the head lowering technique that mortals say, can you solve it for me?" โ€

"Okay, I'll solve it for you, don't panic, I'm here." The little fish fairy took a golden pill of condensation and mixed it with honey water for me to swallow, and gradually calmed my staggered and undulating breathing. I felt more and more tired lightly, and I fell asleep slowly, but even the pain in my dreams was like a shadow.

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I don't know how long I slept, I slept through the day, I slept through the night, I slept through the pain, and the pain seeped from my throat to the thinnest strands of hair.

When I woke up again, it was another spring, the warm spring light spilled in through the window lattice, there were birds in the courtyard, someone turned their backs to me and stroked the piano outside the screen, and the mountains and rivers were murmuring.

I got up barefoot and stepped out of the screen, passed the man who was playing the harp, pushed open the window, and the warm breeze came to my face with a trace of clouds, and under the eaves of the porch a pair of lingfinches were building a nest in the mud, fluttering their wings and busily busy, sometimes rubbing each other affectionately to show encouragement, sometimes chirping and noisy, as if there was a disagreement over the placement of a straw, and when they saw me looking at them, they suddenly stopped arguing, and hid their heads timidly under their wings to look at me through the gap in the feathers.

"Mi'er, you're finally awake. Don't sleep like this again, okay? I'm so afraid that before I can marry you, or take good care of you, you will sleep like this. โ€

I didn't dare look back at the violin man...... Actually, no, I just didn't dare to see the qin, and once upon a time, there was a proud person who had his back to me and stroked the qin. Finally, the harp broke; The man, gone.

I touched my cheek, and it was dry without a trace of water. It turns out that tears also flow backwards, and they flow backwards in my chest, but they can no longer flow a single drop on my face.

The little fish fairy hugged my waist from behind, gently rested his chin on my shoulder, and swept the side of my neck like a wet snort feather, "Mi'er, look, the flowers are blooming." When will we get married? Is this spring good? โ€

I staggered slightly, but didn't answer.

Yes! The window is open, the flowers are open, but why can't I see you?