Chapter Ninety-Three: Drifting Fall

The first volume is born as a branch

Bi Xuan stood quietly in the wilderness, half looking up at the sky.

Above the blue sky, there are a few white clouds that change in various ways, and under the white clouds, two male doves wander and whirl, sometimes sweeping into the distance, sometimes flying back.

Suddenly, a man slowly appeared beside her. Dressed in black, he can't hide his outstanding heroic posture, he is born with the momentum of a king who dominates the world, his handsome facial features are clearly outlined as if they are carved with a knife, and his sharp and deep gaze is tightly tied to the woman with blue stripes and blue stripes.

The wind whistled through this wild world, I don't know where it came from, I don't know where it is going, the half-human weeds swaying with the wind, sometimes low and sometimes high, like the waves rolling, layer after layer of green waves, boundless, boundless, lonely and desolate

The night breeze blew the green silk messy, and the fairy skirt was flying, but she kept looking at the dove in the sky fixedly, and there was a panicked smile on her lips. After a long time, I found that there was a man standing next to him, and this man was also his lover - Jiang Chen!

"Is there something wrong?" Bi Xuan smiled lightly, her eyes facing each other, and a burst of red.

"Xuan'er, we have everything in place, ready to attack at any time," the man seemed to look deeply ashamed, turned his head away, and said quietly.

Bi Xuan nodded, and also turned her head: "Then attack in an all-out way, let's fight to the death."

"But you have to know that after you and I are both two races, I must kill" Jiang Chen was frightened in his heart, he knew that there would inevitably be casualties in a war, but the people of the two tribes were very important to him and to her.

"A life is worth a life" Bixuan's eyes turned a little red, which was unavoidable. Shui Ling and Kunhua are feuds, and there are some things that the two of them can't decide.

"Have you really thought about it?" Jiang Chen's mind was full of ominousness, this battle should also be the last battle.

"If you don't fight, what way is there?"

Jiang Chen was gagged in his throat, indeed, as long as the Emperor of the Water Spirit existed one day, he would definitely want to annex Kunhua. As long as Kunhua exists for a day, how can he be allowed to be humiliated? It has been nearly 50 years since the first war was fought to the present, and tens of thousands of clansmen have died, and the accumulation of corpses and bones has long blocked the way out for them

Jiang Chen stood silently for a long time, the past was in his mind, and suddenly he was infinitely sour: "Let's fight."

Bixuan remembered that day. Under the tent of Xiangluo, the two of them said a word, and the high-fived covenant was like a previous life, breaking the last barrier. The two slept on the same pillow, telling their hearts, filling each other's blank hearts with the simplest and most numb words.

"You're the only one in the world who knows how I've gotten to where I am now, and you're the only one I've been able to get drunk with. Even if you hate me, I hope you don't take part in this war, and I don't want no one to taste my wine again. Jiang Chen didn't dare to look at the woman who broke his heart, there were some things, he didn't want to let go, but he could only let go

"Man, how can everything be as it should be?"

The wind blew through the wilderness, whistling, the grass undulated, the wild flowers fell, and the eyes of both were blurred by the wind

On the hillside, Jiang Chen was dressed in black, driving a black-patterned demon lion. The man who had both the abundance of mountains and rivers shattered the brilliance of the sky and amazed everyone's pupils, but after years of ruthless time, it was grinding it into a mountain-like coldness.

Under the starlight in the sky, the water spirit girl wore a blue shirt, drank and talked, and her words were unscrupulous, the innocent girl tried her best just to let Jiang Chen look at her, and she stopped for a while How could she have thought that a few years later, she racked her brains just to avoid him

Bi Xuan turned his head to stare at Jiang Chen, this man is really becoming more and more like an emperor, even if he is reluctant in his heart, he will still ruthlessly abandon everything, and unswervingly move forward, forward! And how can other people know that decades later, the name printed in their minds will only be the Shura who killed and took away, and forgot that he also had a gentle name - Jiang Chen

"Brother Chen, it's really dangerous over there, let's not go. Bi Xuan desperately took Jiang Chen's hand, indeed, that Ghost Falling Valley was notorious, and the soul beasts in it were even more terrifying.

"Xuan'er, I promised you. Now we don't have a home. I had to create one with these hands. Jiang Chen had made up his mind, so he simply borrowed the power of Na Bixuan, picked him up, and bit it the tender little face.

"Oops! it's dirty" Bi Xuan pursed her small mouth, and with an idea, she quickly bit Jiang Chen's face: "Okay, no one owes anyone anything!"

"You still dare to bite me!" Jiang Chen pretended to be fierce, and immediately frightened Bi Xuan out of his arms.

"I'm biting you, what's the matter!" The grimace in the distance really amused Jiang Chen, and he hurriedly pounced like a hungry wolf.

"Ahhh

"It's a hooligan, whatever!"

"Brother Chen, we don't want this place, okay" Bi Xuan helped to bandage Jiang Chen's wounds, the claw attack of the fire poisonous wolf that day was really terrifying, so that the person who hit not only could not be quickly treated with bone soul power, but also caused the blood to flow backwards.

"No, what I Jiang Chen said, there is no reason not to do it!hiss~ Tap" The violent poisonous injury made Jiang Chen gasp.

"Hmph, it's still hard-mouthed, if it weren't for the good antidote on this gauze, you wouldn't have seen me a long time ago. Bi Xuan also felt funny when she looked at Jiang Chen's hardest appearance, but when she said this, the gauze in her hand was still very gentle and entwined

"Xuan'er, what is your favorite flower?" Jiang Chen slowly closed his eyes and enjoyed it quietly.

"My favorite is cherry blossoms. ”

"Sakura"

"Look, I brought you your favorite sugar gourd. Jiang Chen took two strings of sugar gourds and ran to the Fallen Ghost Valley. At this time, the valley has long since disappeared from those ferocious soul beasts, replaced by the cherry blossoms of Miaoman, and the birds that often stop.

"I knew that Brother Chen was the best. Bi Xuan put down the wood in her hand, happily took a string of sugar gourds, wiped the sweat on her body, and ate it without any scruples.

This house was built by themselves, and they didn't use a trace of bone soul power

"This Fallen Ghost Valley is too ugly, what should you call it?" Jiang Chen was also thinking about it while eating.

"Rakuzakura Valley Bar"

"Xuan'er is so smart, that's the name!"

"The charming bones are drunk and drunk, and the clouds drag the rain over the Qianchuan. Piao Yin is very delicate and delicate, half spring mud and half smoke. Brother Chen, I like this poem so much, you write me a letter, and we can frame it and hang it at home."

The bamboo fence outside the small building is neatly trimmed, and exotic flowers and plants of various colors are competing to open. It was all over the fence. There is a bamboo shelf on the vegetable field on the side of the house, the green vegetables are smiling happily, and the gourd and loofah are not willing to be lonely. On the bluestone well platform, the wooden barrel was quietly placed aside, and several house sparrows were standing beside the wooden barrel, pecking at the pit that had been knocked over by the water before.

Lift the blue conch curtain and walk into the house, everywhere is clean and neat. The crimson cherry blossoms are reflected on the window screen, like a literati painting

This home belongs to them

Jiang Chen smiled and stretched out his hand to her, Bi Xuan couldn't help but smile as well, and ran down the steps. The two of them are like butterflies flying in both places, shuttling in this cherry blossom rain.

The hands are clasped together heavily, and the lips are touched

The sky is full of stars, the cherry blossoms are snow, and the cherry blossoms are brocade, all of them are invincible to their kiss, drunk with the spring breeze, drunk with the landscape, drunk with the world

Jiang Chen raised the bamboo tube and poured the wine into his mouth.

Then he drunkenly walked to the front of the case, and as soon as he raised his hand, a delicate brush appeared, and then he wrote:

The charming bones are drunk and drunk, and the clouds drag the rain over the front river. Piao Yin is very delicate and delicate, half spring mud and half smoke.

The bamboo tube in his left hand fell to the ground in an instant, and he couldn't help but caress the ink intently, but it blurred the fine words.

"Xuan'er !!!"

Are you blaming me? Maybe we're on the wrong side He jumped out of the room, staggered into the moonlight, and staggered deeper into the mountain stream.

The further you go into the mountains, the more cherry trees there are. It's like a rain of flowers. Pieces of flowers fell on the shoulders and faces at a speed of five centimeters per second, and the cherry petals that occupied the dew did not wet the clothes, but they wet people's hearts

"Xuan'er, Xuan'er, where are you?

Jiang Chen kept shouting, but no matter how heartbreaking he was, no one dared to answer him, and there was no one under the cherry blossom tree.

However, only the cold wind at night, the cherry blossom rain that blew was rapid and slow, and they were like pearls when a woman cried.

Jiang Chen's wine gradually woke up, and Na Bixuan would never come again.

He stood stupidly, looking at the cherry blossom garden where they had once held hands and played, and he didn't know how to express his feelings. Is it crying? or crying

This world is so cruel, it gives them the best memories and gives them the facts they don't want to accept the most.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes and hummed in the wind: "Mei Gu Shanshan brings drunken Yan, and carries clouds and drags the rain over Qianchuan." Piao Yin is very delicate and delicate, half spring mud and half smoke. ”

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