Volume 2 ink churns for 90,000 miles, and a sword light chills fourteen states.

Xiaowei, is this place? Sister Lian, who finally caught up with the girl, asked. Girl: Shh......h

Don't make a noise, this should be the memory of Sixteen......

This is a small island in the lake, the island is less than a mile, sand gulls fly and gather, koi swim, and there is a huge pear tree growing in the center of the island, and the pear blossoms are scattered like rain.

The waters of the lake are also dyed white. A woman under the pear blossom rain sits with her eyes closed and stroking the piano, and the sound of the piano is melodious and low, making people sound as if she is walking on the sheep intestines of the winding path.

And at the end of that path is the place of the long-watched him/her......

In the distance, there was a crisp and tactful flute sound that was in harmony with the sound of the piano, and then the melody became more cheerful, and the cheerful and playful sound seemed to tell the expectation and urgency of the master's heart......

A flat boat pushes away the white lake, the flat boat has no oars, no oars and no sails, but it seems to have an invisible force pushing it towards the island in the middle of the lake.

A white-haired boy in a dark robe stood on the bow of the boat, his eyebrows bowed and his fingers bent, and his eyes closed and playing nameless music.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, but the girl in the middle of the lake abandoned the piano and jumped to the top of the tree, eagerly looking at the boat, or how far away the boy was from him......

When he saw that the flat boat split the lake and faced the small island, he couldn't wait, so he jumped down from the tall pear tree and pounced on the boat in the lake.

And the boy in the bow of the boat also seemed to be aware of the bamboo flute in his hand hanging on his waist and stretched out his arms to make a hug, the girl fell from the sky into the boy's arms, and the boy's arms seemed to be iron and did not move.

The boat under him sank. The two hugged each other in front of the island in the lake, and the boat closed their eyes to feel each other's thoughts and attachments.

Pear blossoms like rain cover each other's previous anxiety, but it is difficult to hide each other's joy to see each other, the girl is as light as a pear blossom, and the youthful spirit is like a long rainbow through the sun, but at this moment it is a reined in the past rebelliousness,

However, the two who stopped in the distance noticed the faint and eerie red on the young man's white hair.

After embracing each other for a long time, men and women stepped on the island side by side, leaning sideways against the vicissitudes of the trees.

The ancient pear tree seems to be dancing for the two, and the pear blossom rain curtain once again covers the figures of the two......

The boat went and came, the piano and flute closed and scattered, and it still seemed that there was only the ancient pear tree in the center, and the pear blossoms were all over the sky.

Floating with the water, it seems that there will always be endless petals, and the elegant fragrance that the wind does not disperse. One day, the boat rowed through the small lake again, but there was no sound of the harp to greet it.

The sound of the flute is lost, and the sound of the piano is no longer melodious, leaving only the inexplicable pathos lingering and the pear blossoms that are still floating in the sky.

Until the starry night, the boat finally drifted away from the middle of the lake along the flowing water. The lake that advances is smooth, and retreats is also a miraculous appearance that has lost its former appearance.

The boat finally broke through the inexplicable obstacle and sailed away from the island, and the sound of the flute from the boat again was low and melodious, like a mournful low flute like a hole flute.

After a long time, the pear blossom rain became more and more violent, three days later, the pear blossom rain ended, the blood rained, and the lake water that had been restored to its former clarity changed color again, but in the end, only the young man with a lonely leaf and a flat boat was left to watch alone, and he could not find anyone who could tell him the little secret hidden in the color......

It was another night with white moons and sparse stars, and the young man stood alone on the top of the tree that had already become bare, closed his eyes and played the bamboo flute,

The sound of the flute was low and sad, and the evening breeze blew through the white hair of his shawl, like the pear blossoms of the past fluttering in the wind.

The lake in the distance was dyed red again, and several figures stood quietly on the shore of the lake as if waiting for something.

The young man also grabbed the long ink-colored knife on his side and jumped off the island in the middle of the lake, and the bright red in the lake water became even thicker......

The smell of blood attracted the behemoths, but none of the birds of prey dared to enter the small island in the middle of the lake within a mile radius. The boy stood with his knife in his hand, ignoring the blush on his white hair,

Leaning on the old pear tree that seemed to have died, he stroked the bent roots: Hey, I ask you, can you still bloom......

Even if it's a day, it's an hour...... ......Sister Lian looked at the pale young man who was sleeping on the ground by the old tree, and couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart......

Ming Yanwei on her side also shook her head bitterly: I don't know either......

This doesn't seem to be just a memory of Sixteen...... It seems more like ...... Memories of Rika ......

Boy: Hey, you...... Will it bloom again? even for an hour...... In the breeze, there was a faint "click" sound from the bare pear tree, and the tree had come to its end, and the boy: Well, let's talk about it! When the pear blossoms bloom again, we will be together and never separated...... It was a promise that was destined to be unfulfilled - she was long dead. Now that even the remaining torso of her had begun to crumble, the boy should have realized that there were too many people who just wanted to cut her off, so that he simply didn't have enough energy to check on her, or didn't want to do so! They all said that this was a tree spirit that had been practicing for thousands of years.

Because he tried to break the shackles and become a human being, he was punished by God!

Although she is dead, her branches are rare thousand-year-old spirit trees for refining magic weapons, so they have attracted all the large and small sects within a radius of thousands of miles to snatch them, and even the distant 100,000 mountains seem to be moved......

It's not that the boy doesn't know what the thousand-year-old spirit tree means, but this pear tree is a testimony to him and her, and it is also the hope of their reunion!

What's more, she has accompanied her through many lonely nights......

Even if she's dead......

In the face of the flood of enemies, he just numbly waved the unbladed Mo knife in his hand - this is the reason why the tree has not fallen so far.

In fact, more people are here just to join in the fun, they want to see which strong person or giant gets the lion's head in the end!

It is completely impossible, and even the "reincarnation supreme" who claims to be the first person under God cannot even think of doing it. It's not about personal force,

It's because even if this spirit tree is hit even a little bit, it will turn into countless fragments and shoot out in all directions.

But when the good deeds who were ready to watch a good show called the heroes and deer arrived, what they saw was a young man who could be called the best in the world, killing all sides and sweeping backwards.

And he was also strange, not like it was for the sake of fighting for the spirit wood, but more like it was for the sake of well-guarding! Everyone who thought of this word couldn't help but shake their heads and feel ridiculous for their thoughts.

But when they saw that the young man was oppressed to the island in the middle of the lake again and again, but the enemy was swept back, and the two who had been telling themselves that it was just a dream could no longer control their hearts and blocked the young man.

Although the blade slashed through the body without feeling the slightest pain, the heart hurt......

When I saw that the young man was going crazy even if he used his body to block the sharp blade that was chopping at the old tree,

No one can laugh out loud! Crazy!

Now, when listening to the sound of torsos breaking from time to time, everyone stopped, just because the pear tree cracked on its own!

The people who were waiting for the spirit wood to scatter were surprised to find that the spirit wood that was covered with huge cracks that almost pierced through it did not shoot out spiritual materials in all directions!

Out of the white light came a girl surrounded by pear blossoms with a pure and plain temperament like pear blossoms!

This is like the scene of the successful transformation of the spirit, and the shocked body of the crowd retreated violently!

The boy and the two girls who didn't exist here stayed.

The young man looked at the pear blossoms surrounding him and smiled stupidly: Pear blossoms...... The pear blossoms are blooming...... The girl in the white light let tears slide down her smooth face,

She didn't want to blink, but reached out and touched the young man's face and muttered, "Yes......! When the pear blossoms bloom again, we will never separate again......

The two women who were watching looked at the girl's gradually dissipating figure, and couldn't help blurring their vision, "The ...... we agreed"