(21) Magical Snow Land

"I'm infatuated with each other

Joy descends from heaven with sweet honey

May the dragon and phoenix be golden and jade

The ends of the earth are accompanied by red faces

Blue sky and white clouds love each other

Love each other

I would like to be turned into white petals

Become a liena

A petal of heart fragrance is affectionate

A wisp of love and fate ......"

King Huang Xuan woke up, playing a white flute in his mouth, and the music of "Love and Love" echoed in the hall.

Yang Shuixin accompanied the rhythm of the music, twisted his waist, took out the iron flute from his arms, and played "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

The golden bowl shone on Yang Shuixin's body, and Yang Shuixin was like a musical fairy, shining all over.

The harmonious music was like a cool wind, and the light in the golden bowl disappeared in an instant. At this moment, a wisp of green smoke floated from the iron flute, and then the green smoke turned into a strange bird.

"Fire Phoenix Dragon Snake Bird!" The old monk shouted, he put away the magic weapon in his hand, and rushed to the door, the bird made a baby's cry, the old monk covered his ears, as if he was particularly afraid, the bird chased after it, the mouth spewed fire, the old monk's robe was on fire, he "ah" to the ground, fell to the cliff......

The bird flew back to the main hall, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and burrowed into Yang Shuixin's flute.

King Huang Xuan put down the white flute in his hand, his eyes were full of tears, shining with sadness in the moonlight.

"I miss her too, Santa Martha, my good sister!" Yang Shuixin whispered, "King Xuan, cry, if you miss someone, you can cry happily!" ”

Huang Xuanwang hugged Yang Shuixin violently and cried with a whimper.

Yang Shuixin patted him on the back, and the iron flute in her hand touched the white flute in his hand. With a flash of sparks, the iron flute and the white flute fused together and turned into a golden flute.

Yang Shuixin only felt that her hands were hot, she was hugged by King Huang Xuan, and she just wanted to push him away, but King Huang Xuan hugged him tighter, and his lips pressed down towards Yang Shuixin's mouth.

Yang Shuixin shouted while struggling: "King Xuan, King Xuan, don't be like this, I don't love you." Her struggle aroused Huang Xuanwang's excitement even more, he didn't care about Yang Shuixin's shouting, his tongue had already reached into Yang Shuixin's mouth, Yang Shuixin still wanted to say something, but his tongue had been entwined by him.

She was anxious for a while, Huang Xuanwang's tongue was stirring wildly, her tongue was dodging, and it was entangled by his tongue again.

She thought of Murong Yun and his kiss. She looked up and saw Maitreya Buddha grinning as if laughing, and she was so anxious that tears flowed out.

Huang Xuan Wang was shocked, his face touched Yang Shuixin's cold tears, and he sobered up.

He slowly let go of Yang Shuixin, like a child who had made a mistake, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, Shuixin, I'm sorry!" Yang Shuixin lowered her head, ashamed and angry, she didn't look at Huang Xuanwang's face.

Suddenly, the golden flute in her hand was quickly pulled by Huang Xuan Wang, and she was in shock when the golden flute plunged deep into his chest.

"King Xuan, you, you ......" Yang Shui hugged him sadly.

Blood came out of his chest again. Now Yang Shuixin has seen too much blood and no longer faints, she clearly feels the sadness of the blood and the flowing sentimentality.

"Why are you doing this?" She burst into tears.

"I see you in agony in the moonlight, I, I can't wait to bear it for you."

"I can't forget you since I met you. But I'm just a little grass. ”

King Huang Xuan endured the great pain and said intermittently, "I really can't forget you, especially after seeing your body, I found that I have fallen in love with you deeply. However, I can't share your worries, why do I hate myself for being a weed that forgets your worries, but I can't relieve your sorrows? ”

Blood began to spill from the corners of his mouth.

"I'm sorry for Santa Martha, but I just can't forget you. I...... I often wonder...... How do I ...... How...... Share your worries ......"

"Say no more, King Xuan." Yang Shui couldn't cry silently, and she remembered Murong Yun in her mind.

"You, you kiss me again." His gaze was full of pleading. Yang Shuixin leaned down, closed his eyes, and imprinted his trembling lips on Huang Xuanwang's lips.

King Huang Xuan kissed Yang Shuixin, and Yang Shuixin felt a burst of coldness pour into his throat, as if he had swallowed a puff of cigarette.

She opened her eyes in surprise, and King Huang Xuan took his last breath, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Shui Xin, I have just sent a thousand years of fairy grass water into your mouth. It can relieve your pain every time the moon is full, and the souls of Shuixin, me, me and Santa Martha will accompany you, always love, love you! ”

After Huang Xuan Wang finished speaking, he closed his eyes, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and slowly burrowed into the golden flute.

"Why? Why would you do this? Yang Shuixin muttered, thinking about his voice and smile over the past few days.

"King Xuan, King Xuan—" Yang Shuixin felt a heartache, and she fainted.

In a blur, she woke up. What is this place?

Why is there a white expanse all around?

It's like a world of snow, and it's like a world of smoke.

Yang Shuixin secretly wondered in his heart: Where am I?

She stumbled forward, and suddenly a castle appeared in front of her, which was exactly the same as Kasumi Castle, but the color was snow-white.

The castle doors were closed and unguarded.

She was thinking about whether to go in, there was a figure flashing in front of her, closer, closer, that person was all white, and even her hair was white, so almost in front of her, Yang Shuixin saw clearly that it was a man.

When she saw the man's face, she almost exclaimed, it was Murong Yun!

She was sad and happy, and stepped forward to grab his robe, "Yun'er, it turns out that you are here, I have worked so hard to find it!" ”

"Girl, you have the wrong person. My name is Yan Fu! The man smiled, a deep dimple emerging from his right cheek.

Yang Shuixin let go of his hand in disappointment and said, "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person!" ”

She thought to herself that Murong Yun's face had no dimples.

His name is Yan Fu, and somehow she remembered her twin brother Yang Fu.

She just wanted to leave, but Yan Fu smiled again and said, "This girl, since you are here, why don't you go to my castle for a cup of tea?" ”

"No, I have something to do." Yang Shuixin muttered: Lonely men and widows, who wants to dare to go to your house to drink tea!

That Yan Fu seemed to understand Yang Shuixin's thoughts, he patted his hands lightly, and two white-clothed women stood up from behind him, "Girl, please!" ”

Take things as they come.

Besides, Yang Shuixin is also very curious, is the inside of this castle the same as the one in Xia Ai Castle? Just take a look?

She couldn't help but follow the two maidens to the castle gate.

Yan Fu clapped his hands lightly again, and the door squeaked open. As they entered, the door creaked shut.

The main hall in the castle is exactly the same as the castle of Xiai, the same Taishi chair, and a dance floor in the same hall.

It's just that the dance floor is full of white smoke, and the white smoke fills the surroundings, like a fairyland.

"It's so beautiful here!" Yang Shuixin couldn't help but admire.

"Is it beautiful? Then you just stay! Yan Fu stood in front of her, staring into her eyes and said.

Yang Shuixin was stared at intently by him, she wanted to escape from his gaze, but found that she had nowhere to escape, her gaze did not listen to her own command, she saw that the pair of eyes that seemed to be so bright, so affectionate! Those Murong Yun's eyes!