Looking at this white whirlpool, Yan Feng didn't hesitate for anything, one step... Step out.

Call~!

"This is..."

Yan Feng looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned.

Bamboo leaves, with the wind rustling.

In front of Yan Feng, there is a man playing the flute and a woman dancing lightly, he is naturally no stranger, because this man... It's him, a hundred miles of wind.

And the woman is Lin Xueer.

Subconsciously behind him, there was a white whirlpool, Yan Feng stepped into the whirlpool, and the next moment... He returned to the endless darkness.

The Lord of the Sea of Ink is by his side.

Looking at the white whirlpool in front of him, Yan Feng stepped out again.

Night, the silence is terrifying.

Over here... It is a cemetery.

There was a teenager who was holding a courier bag and throwing it in front of a tombstone, and he lit three cigarettes in a hurry.

In the sky above, Yan Feng looked at this scene below, no surprise... A few minutes later, Lin Xue'er appeared.

This time...

Yan Feng was not surprised, turned around and stepped into the white whirlpool.

The sky is gray and gloomy, and there are no stars and moons.

This is the Demon Realm in the Three Realms, with two people... Standing at the top of the stone peak of the Demon Realm, one person was white, and the other was black.

The man in white, a hundred miles of wind.

The One in Black, the Night.

Once... Again...

Yan Feng repeatedly stepped into the white whirlpool, he witnessed scene after scene of his past, his face, from surprise to calm, slowly... Return to Enron.

Such as...

He understood something.

The snowy winter is dotted with bamboo forests.

Yan Feng's figure stood in the bamboo forest in the snow, calmly watching the scene in front of him.

............

"Wood, will you give me a name?"

Wind and snow, fluttering between this heaven and earth, a bamboo forest, obviously it is winter, but the bamboo in this forest is emerald green like green, there is a light white snow on it, the beauty of the wonder, pleasing to the eye.

A man in white, with an emerald jade flute in his hand, a jade crown on his head, a handsome son, beside him, there is a woman, wearing a white glass skirt, long hair and green silk hanging down her waist, at this moment is leaning on the man's arms, her face is full of happy smile.

"Name?"

The jade flute in the man's hand turned, and instantly turned into a faint jade light and disappeared, and he put his hand against his chin, with a thoughtful meaning in his eyes, looking at the sky, it was the snow that was falling flutteringly.

On the horizon, the burgundy sun is falling, sprinkled in this snow-covered bamboo forest, the wind is blowing, and the twilight is coming.

"Twilight snow... Falling in the forest, how about naming Lin Xue?"

With a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, he spoke.

The woman leaned on the man's arms, and said the same in her mouth: "Snow in the twilight... Fall in the forest. ”

"From now on, I will call you, Cher. ”

"Cher..."The woman snuggled in the man's arms smiled.

Xiao Sheng, rising leisurely in this bamboo forest, accompanied by the sound of the wind, a white shadow, dancing, graceful, let people sink in it at a glance.

............

"Twilight snow... Fall in the forest. ”

Yan Feng, muttering, on his face... smiled.

Behind him, a white whirlpool appeared, and Yan Feng stepped into this whirlpool without the slightest hesitation.

'It turns out... This is reincarnation. ’

Endless darkness.

The white whirlpool swirled, and Yan Feng stood side by side with the figure of the Lord of the Ink Sea.

"What will you do?"

Yan Feng said lightly.

"I don't know. ”

The Lord of the Sea of Ink smiled slightly, and turned around... With one step, the figure disappeared into the darkness, and there was not a word left.

And Yan Feng's figure...

Now...

Slowly disappeared in place.

After ten breaths, where Yan Feng disappeared, a world began to appear at a rapid pace.

This is not the world.

But... The small chaos world, within which contains the Continent of Stopping War.

...............

Fengqi City.

All is calm.

In the small courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, Lin Xue'er was holding Baili'an's little hand, Bai Lan and Baili Moyun were standing together, Dao Qingmu didn't know where to go, they were all looking up at the sky...

And at this time, a figure slowly appeared in this courtyard.

"Father!"

Brian let go of Lin Xue'er's hand and rushed towards the figure, a... was hugged by Yan Feng.

Lin Xue'er...

With tears in his eyes, he looked at Yan Feng.

"Cher, I'm back. ”

Yan Feng picked up Bailian with his left hand, stretched out his right hand towards Lin Xue'er, a tear... Slipped from the corner of Lin Xue'er's eyes, and a smile appeared on this good-looking face.

The slender jade hand held Yan Feng.

Fierce...

Yan Feng hugged Lin Xue'er into his arms, bowed his head slightly, buried his head between her hair, and whispered in her ear: "I said, I want to take you to see the prosperous world." ”

"Hmm...!"

Lin Xue'er bit her lower lip and nodded.

This moment...

The whole world.

Flowers, fluttering and falling.

[This book, the end of the whole play.] 】

[About the explanation of some characters,Will be written slowly outside the follow-up.,But it's very slow.,Interested readers can keep this book.,Turn it over when you're free.、Maybe there will be characters outside the fan... For example: Ye Yu, Xun'er, Jiaoling, Styx, Qing Yu, Bai Ji, Bai Qiu (Blood Autumn), the hundred miles of wind and Lin Xue'er in the previous life, Bai Mi, Zhi Mo, Chiqian. 】

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[Dongliu knows that there are many pits that have not been filled. 】

[Fang Mu, Jiuye, Tang Xin, Li Jianshan, Si Nanlie, Luo Ze, Ning Wei, Qin Xiaobao, Niu Tou Ma Mian, Qin Guangwang, Wang Qi, Wang Hai, Blood Spirit Group, Ye Bin, Ye Shiyu, Sun Yi, Su Ming, Mao Shan, Vacuum Master (Fat Monk), Bai Mi, Yan Ran, Cui Fujun, Luo Shifang, Gu Xiao, Hmm... These are some of the characters in the first few hundred chapters of this book, there are too many characters in the whole book, Dongliu wanted to list them all, but there are too many characters, and the list is too much...]

[Women who have something to do with Yan Feng: Lin Xue'er, Ye Shiyu (Qing Song), Wang Qi, Jiaoling, Liuli Empress, Beimen Water Lotus, Bai Qiu]

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Yan Feng held Lin Xue'er tightly in his arms, looking extremely nervous.

Stroking her long hair...

Lin Xue'er had a sweet smile on her face.

This laughs... On that pale face, there was no color at all.

"Really... Yes?"

"Really. ”

Yan Feng looked at Lin Xue'er in his arms, his eyes were red, tears were rolling in him, and he still forcibly maintained that gentle smile on his face.

"Wood..."

Lin Xue'er looked at Yan Feng, looking at this face, how much she thought... It has always been like this, looking at him forever and ever.

Do your laundry for him, cook for him, do everything for him.

This moment... The tears in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

"Cher... Cher can't bear you. ”

"Well... Love you. ”

"Cher... I want to be with you forever, forever, in our little ... Tiny house. ”

Lin Xue'er's voice was faint little by little, and tears flowed down with blood.

Yan Feng, holding back the tears in his eyes, looked at Lin Xue'er in his arms with a smile, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Cher will be fine. ”

"With me here, I must... It's going to be fine!"

Lin Xue'er, leaning on Yan Feng's arms, looked at this face with attachment in her eyes, and never left this face.

"Cher feels so tired..."

"When you're tired, go to sleep, I'll call you later, and when you wake up, I'll play the flute for you, and I'll take you wherever you want." ”

Yan Feng suppressed the sadness in his eyes and said with a smile on his face.

"But... Cher is afraid that she will never wake up again. ”

"Cher... I want to keep looking at my little log. ”

The corners of Lin Xue'er's eyes, tears, drop by drop... Slip off the cheeks.

"No, Cher... Sleep, don't be so tired. ”

"I... I don't want to see my Cher so tired. ”

The corners of Yan Feng's eyes, tears, seeped down drop by drop.

Lin Xue'er's eyes... I can't open my eyes anymore.

"Yes... Do you want to scratch Cher's nose again? ”

Lin Xue'er slowly closed her eyes with a sweet and happy smile on her face.

Yan Feng looked at Lin Xue'er, who had already closed her eyes, with a smile on her face, slowly raised her hand and stretched it out towards Lin Xue'er's nose.

"I said... This action belongs to you alone. ”

But... When his hand was about to get close to Lin Xue'er's nose.

Lin Xue'er's hand around Yan Feng's neck... Loosened.

Yan Feng was suddenly stunned, and looked at the person in his arms in a daze!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths!

Blood-colored tears poured out like springs!

"Cher... Cher!"

"Ahh

The Three Realms, the sorrow screams! Heaven and earth are discolored!

Twilight snow... Fall in the forest.

That day... I have a name.

My name is Lin Xue'er.

I love you.

Thousands of years will not change, life after generation.

(End of chapter)