Where you are, the peach blossoms are blooming.

"Yang Huan, I can't mention any love or hatred for you anymore. ”

"Whether I love you or hate you in my life, your ruthlessness has long worn out our love little by little. ”

A myriad of intricate voices in the darkness.

"Do you still love me?"

"It turns out that you have been lying to me!Why are you lying to me!!"

Wind side of the East of Atyste: Nameless bamboo house

The black-and-white dream is like the end of the world, low and terrifying flooding into the mind, approaching little by little, tearing the curtain of fate little by little, the road of life is losing its light little by little, we will hold hands together, along the road, to the end of life.

The boundless sky was poured by the deep blue sea, scarlet and bright, countless stars were submerged by the seawater, losing their faint light, the blood-red vortex of the sky continued to sweep the sand and stones on the ground, the flames of magic swept away, the thunder and lightning scattered, and swirled into huge fire trees and silver flowers between heaven and earth, and the smell of gunfire in the air lingered, there was no sunlight, no day and night. There are corpses everywhere, and there is mourning everywhere.

Yang Huan suddenly opened his eyes!

A nightmare.

He watched the transparent sunlight outside the window through the bamboo window, a little bit on the ground, and the trajectory of the daylight rose from the wind side to the extreme. A pair of light-winged birds stopped on a pile of firewood at the door, snuggled up to each other, and the gentle chirping of the birds melted into the sunlight and sneaked into the house, everything was so quiet and beautiful.

Yang Huan pushed open the bamboo door and looked at the thick clouds in the sky, his pale side face looked calm and sad.

The Extreme of Artese: The Rear Garden of the Coldless Temple

Standing quietly under the Wanggui tree, leaning against the trunk of the tree, his shoulders were full of leaves, the invisible wind blew the corners of his clothes, he gently plucked a leaf from the tree, and his fingers pinched the constantly rotating leaves. His eyes were full of ease and pride.

He closed his eyes, and a ray of light overflowed from the corner of his eye, transforming into a blue-black lion on the ground, with sharp claws like knives, deep eyes with murderous intent, and a huge body lying on the side of the wild night, breathing steadily, quiet like a cat. Deserted night put the folded leaves in his hand to his lips, blowing gently, the melodious sound was scattered around this back garden, the sound passed, the leaves were cut off, one by one, like the twilight snow in the depths of winter, falling silently. Araya closed his eyes, feeling the subtle changes in the magic around him.

The surrounding killing intent is approaching little by little.

Step by step.

He's coming.

In the distance, a black figure walked out, with a loose cloak, and the white lines on the back of the hand extended to the depths of the arm, like the totem of the prosperous family a hundred years ago, and like the scars left by a certain war.

"It's coming. Desert Night still closed his eyes and said lightly. It's like waiting for an old friend who is late for an appointment.

"You know I'm coming?" the mysterious figure stopped a hundred paces away from the deserted night.

"Of course. Deserted Night stood up, his face was light, and the eyes in the mask changed slightly, "Moreover, I also know that you are here to ask the master to ask for sin, right?"

"You're smart. Why did you hurt that boy so badly!"

"You know, I haven't used the Sancheng Divine Technique yet, I really don't know that his divine prayer power is so weak, if I knew it, I would have given him a good time. "The strange voice of yin and yang in the deserted night is like a sharp knife, soft and charming in the dark night, and it makes people feel desperate and cold.

"I don't want to fight you, and you're definitely no match for me, but I warn you that if you come back to trouble him in the future, I'll let you know the pain I suffered in the first place. ”

"Do you not want to or don't dare?" Araya dusted off the fallen leaves on his shoulders and glanced at the man in front of him.

The person in the cloak snorted contemptuously: "If my sense is correct, your Tianbing should be the same as going to the dust, both are infinite divine prayers, although your Tianbing can provide you with a steady stream of infinite divine prayer power, but, your flaw is here, before each of your attacks, you have to briefly empty the source of divine prayer to bear the infinite divine prayer, this short moment, except for the master of the four countries, almost no one can see through it, I said, right?"

Araya's lips trembled extremely slightly, and the moment the other party's words stopped, the leaves in Araya's hand also fell to the ground, and he quickly thought about how to answer next, which could hide the weakness of his heart at this time, and also test what the other party was going to say next at this time.

"Don't you know that people who think they are smart don't live long?"

"Like you?" the man in the cloak chuckled, "I didn't want to do anything with you, but I wanted to verify that my induction wasn't wrong, come on, do it." The white lines on his arms began to flow delicately with the power of divine prayer, without the slightest waste.

"The thing on your arm has caused my ......" Before Araya finished speaking, an ice pick suddenly shot from a hundred paces away, and Araya quickly turned his head to the side, and the ice pick "snorted" into the trunk of the Wanggui tree behind Araya, braving the white cold air of the forest.

Deserted Night turned around and looked at the back of his hand, without any abnormality: "You are from the South Cold Abyss?!"

"Young people should not be too curious. Otherwise, it will easily kill you. ”

The man in the cloak stretched out his left hand, which was covered with white lines, and the air condensed into an invisible wind blade, and swept towards the deserted night in the blink of an eye.

Araya quickly stretched out his hands and summoned a cross silver shield covered with silver lines and thunder and lightning in front of him, and every time the wind blade attacked, the shield flashed once. Every flash of light becomes tenacious.

The person in the cloak put away his hand: "It seems that the supreme mark of one of the top three shields in ancient times is really worthy of its reputation, I have heard before that this shield can instantly replace the opponent's attack with the energy of its own defense, and the stronger the opponent's attack, the more unlikely it is for the shield to be broken." It's just that this shield should not be in the hands of Fu Fuchen, who is on the pole?

"Who the hell are you......?

"Why do you know so much?" he interrupted again.

Huangye paused for a while, "Your Tianbing, if I guessed correctly, it is the reincarnation of the gods." ”

"I don't think you have the right to ask me about it, okay, that's it. Your flaws have been exposed, and your source of divine prayer has a momentary emptying period. I've had enough!"

"Brother Deserted Night!" an innocent girl dressed in pink clothes and with flowing pigtails ran from the Coldless Hall in the direction of Deserted Night.

The man in the cloak hurriedly said, "Last warning, you are so self-sufficient!" Before he could finish speaking, he turned into a flame and disappeared from its place.

"Brother Desertiona, who were you talking to just now?"

"No one, why are you here?"

"Father said that a strange magic suddenly appeared in the back garden of the Wuhan Palace, let me take a look, are you okay?" The girl opened a pair of big eyes, and her voice was pure and innocent.

"It's fine. Deserted Night replied coldly with two words. He turned around and walked towards the Coldless Temple.

"Eh, Brother Araya, wait for me. ”

Wind side of the East of Atyste: Nameless bamboo house

The old yellowed window "squeaked" and was blown open by a gust of breeze, mixed with a hint of coolness blowing into the house, Yang Huan glanced back, as if thinking about something. He walked out of the house, and a black blur appeared on the horizon, and the transparent sunlight had been covered by thick clouds, and the feeling of depression that wanted to break through the clouds made people feel extremely suffocated. He sat on a stone platform in the courtyard, holding a cup of steaming snow tea in his hand, and the smell of fragrance instantly spread.

"Click. "One by one.

Yang Huan raised his head and looked at the sky, and several drops of rain fell on his face. With a "bang", the raindrops in the previous second turned into a downpour, Yang Huan hurriedly ran back to the eaves of the house, quietly looked at the heavy rain in front of him, pulling countless silver threads and white threads suddenly fell from the sky, fell to the ground and turned into mist, wanton and pervasive. A damp smell of rain poured into the house, and Yang Huan inadvertently wrapped his clothes tightly.

The bamboo forest swayed in the white rain mist, and the cold sound of the rain washed away all dust and sin in this world. Suddenly, like a dream, a vague figure swayed out of the dark green bamboo forest, and her figure was thin and helpless in the rain, and she hurriedly ran in the direction of the bamboo house.

is getting closer and closer, and the road of this life and death sadomasochism is slowly brightening.

Yang Huan turned around and took an umbrella from the table to give it to the figure in the rain. He took the umbrella and turned halfway around, colliding with the other body.

"Ahh

Yang Huan reacted quickly, his right hand quickly wrapped around her waist, and the two of them suddenly looked at each other, in the quiet cabin, the sound of his breathing, the beating of her heart, his strong arms, her long flowing waist-length black hair, her eyes were at a loss, and his eyes were charming and picturesque. The two of them hugged each other and stayed in the gap of time, the long and scorching years were difficult to give up, and the love of life and death did not want to let go.

"Auntie...... Mother, right...... I'm sorry. Yang Huan suddenly let go of his hand, and his face was "brushed" red behind his ears.

"I didn't ...... Not... Why, can I hide from the rain here?" she said softly, gesturing to her feet.

"Yes, you can sit down. Yang Huan's blood gradually returned to normal. He turned around and picked up a steaming cup of snow tea from the table, walked over step by step, and handed it to the fair-eyed girl.

"What kind of tea is this, it tastes really good. ”

"This is my family's unique snow tea, which is extracted by the family tea master from the ten-day frozen snow of the cold abyss with divine magic. ”

"You live here?" said the girl, looking around, "it's quiet." ”

"It's fine. I'm used to living alone. ”

Yang Huan took out a snow-white soft cotton placket from the back room, "You dry your hair first, don't catch a cold." ”

"Thank you. The girl took the placket and carefully wiped her long silky black hair. A few drops of rain swept across her fair, spotless face and down to her chin, like a painting.

Yang Huan was fascinated by it, and kept the posture of handing her the cotton placket.

"What are you looking at?" the girl asked sweetly, her warm voice like a ray of sunshine in the endless winter, soaking Yang Huan's soft heart.

"Oh, no...... It's nothing. Yang Huan hurriedly walked to the door and looked absentmindedly at the heavy rain outside the house.

"When will the rain stop?" asked the girl softly as she stepped forward from behind.

"It should be soon. ”

"By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is?"

"My name is Yang Huan, what about you?"

"My name is Diexi. ”

The rain kept falling. There is no intention of stopping.

The sky was gradually dyed black by the rain, and the usual white light disappeared. All that was left was the cry of a bug somewhere in the dark.

The most poisonous thing in this world is love and hate for no reason, being forgotten, hurt, abandoned, deceived, loved, hated, are unforgettable memories. Autumn goes to spring, the wild grass returns to green and lush, but the people who are lost, the people who are hurt, the people who leave, and the people who are obsessed with their hearts and minds can never turn back.

The two people in the room sat far away, without any intersection, time passed drop by drop, the girl looked at the dark night that was gradually approaching outside, and slowly stood up, "It's not early, I should go back." Thank you for keeping me sheltered from the rain. ”

"But it's still raining outside, or you stay. Yang Huan's tone was so concerned that he pointed to the room inside and said softly, "You sleep in my room, I'll sleep in the hammock outside the door." The wind and rain are heavy, and it is a mountain road, you are a weak girl, it is too unsafe. ”

"This ...... Not good. I'd better go back. As he walked to the door, he said, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about me." ”

She walked outside the door, and a second before entering the rain, Yang Huan ran over anxiously from behind: "You take this dress and this umbrella away." ”

"...... this dress?"

"Don't mind, it's my clothes, at least to keep you out from the elements. ”

Diexi smiled knowingly, "Thank you." She put her clothes on her body, opened her umbrella, and walked out the door, in the rain, she looked back at him affectionately, gentle as water. Then he left Yang Huan's sight step by step, and melted into the night step by step.

"Even if we see each other again. Yang Huan stood at the door infatuatedly, looking at it from a distance, muttering to himself.

There are countless loves and countless departures in this world. No matter how far away and difficult the love is, there will be a day when we will get together again.