The three peerless ** people who came on. Guo Lin recognized them.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyue, Xia'er......"

He held the golden lotus in his hand, stood on the green lotus leaf, and his body swayed up and down slightly with the lotus leaf.

The three girls were slightly stunned, and floated over happily and supported him.

"I'm fine. ”

Guo Lin said, his face was still a little pale, and the energy in his body was pitiful, but his spirit was not bad. Compared with the last time I was sober, it was like two people.

The tragic picture flashed in his mind again, he took a deep breath, calmed himself, pressed Bai Yue's shoulders with both hands, and said, "Xiao Yue, tell me, Chu Xue and Mengdie are fine." ”

His eyes swept over the faces of the three men expectantly, his heart beating faster for fear of hearing bad news.

"They ......"

Bai Yue wanted to speak and stopped, and her willow eyebrows frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Bai Yue's vomiting, Guo Lin felt even more bad.

"There, go see for yourself. Nangong Xia Dao said with a complicated expression.

"Where?"

"There. ”

Nangong Xia pointed at the shadow shaded by the lotus leaves in front of her.

Guo Lin took three steps and rushed forward in two steps.

"Childe, wait a minute. ”

Bai Yue called him from behind, but was stopped by Ling Yu with a smile.

He walked briskly over one huge lotus leaf after another, and planted it in the water several times. The body is empty, there is not much energy, I don't know what is going on. But Guo Lin ignored it, compared with the life and death of the second daughter, everything else was secondary. The destruction of the world has nothing to do with him.

The road of nearly 100 meters only took a few breaths, but he felt that it was longer than a century.

Finally came to the shelter of lotus leaves, and the swaying green lotus leaves in front of him blocked the view. Faintly, he heard the sound of strings and the soft singing of a woman, like a dream, and listened carefully, but there was nothing.

Guo Lin stood there, his heart had never been so contradictory as now, he trembled his hands, stretched out his front to remove the lotus leaf, but stopped in the air.

He cares too much.

On the one hand, he hoped that he would see Chu Xue and Su Mengdie safe and sound, but on the other hand, he was afraid that there was a cruel reality between the leaves.

Heaven and man fought, his gaze stopped on the lotus leaf, and his body seemed to have been hit by a fixed rune, motionless. Contradictory thoughts, fighting in the mind.

He had never been so hesitant to make a decision.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and uncovered the lotus leaf.

The sight of his eyes shocked him.

In the center of the lotus leaf, there is a three-meter-tall nasturtium, which is dressed as an exquisite house, with doors and windows open, and the tender green branches and leaves around it, riding on the fence.

Inside the house, a woman wrapped in bright red makeup is leaning against the window screen, hugging the pipa and caressing the strings of the piano. A lingering and mournful singing voice flowed from between her red lips.

"Listen to the broken strings, break the three thousand obsessions. Falling flowers are annihilated, and the wind ripples are annihilated. If the flower is pitiful, it falls on whose fingertips. The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king. When the floating flowers and waves are exhausted, accompany the monarch and be alone. It's not old, it's hard to get rid of ......"

A song tells the infatuation of the red face, as if Su Mengdie's poignant life.

Time flies, one scene at a time, one song is finished, leaving only the heartbroken man alone in the world. It's late, and the sunset is nostalgic for the horizon, illuminating the intoxicating face. Su Mengdie gently put away the delicate pipa, and every time at this time, she had to visit Lang Jun in her heart to see if he was awake.

Not far away, there was a powerful applause.

"Which sister is it?"

Su Mengdie was slightly stunned, she was too immersed in her own world to notice that someone was approaching. Following the prestige, another clear voice came.

"This song should only be in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world. ”

It was a young man with long hair just draped over his shoulders. Although it is not handsome, but that delicate face makes people look very comfortable. The most important thing is that the pair of eyes that are as bright as the stars and shine deeply, so that she can't help but fall into them.

He looked at her with a tender smile on his face.

The eyes are facing each other. Su Mengdie was stunned like an electric shock, looking deeply at the man who haunted her, and then crystal tears rolled down from her weak cheeks like a curtain of beads.

Her beauty is poured into the red dust. Wrapped in red glow, like a peony blooming in the world, it floated over with the wind and landed in front of Guo Lin gracefully.

Su Mengdie's tears rolled in her eyes, how much she wanted to throw herself into Guo Lin's arms. All these years, she prayed for his safety every day. I play music for him here every day, hoping that one day, he will be able to hear his own singing.

She just bent down, bowed gently, and said in a trembling voice, "Childe." But a thousand words, when the words come to the mouth, there are only two simple words.

A tremendous force came from ahead. She raised her head in a panic, just in front of the pair of starry eyes, and her soft delicate body was already in Guo Lin's arms.

She was still struggling, a little uncomfortable with the domineering of men.

"Mengdie, you have been wronged. ”

A gentle voice that touches the soul. made Su Mengdie stop struggling. The affectionate words seemed to have magical power, and her whole strength was drained. It became difficult to even stand, and the whole person was soft in Guo Lin's arms.

Such images have appeared constantly in dreams. She had always thought that it was an unattainable wish, but now, he really held himself in his arms.

Su Mengdie's tears were flowing, speechless and condensed. She was moved and couldn't wait to give it to him wholeheartedly. All her tears flowed down his body, but remembering her birth, she became humble again.

"I'm sorry, Childe. Dream Butterfly has soiled you. ”

She wanted to break free from Guo Lin's embrace, but she had no strength. The latter hugged her even harder.

"Don't say anything, Mengdie. In my heart, you are the purest woman in the world. At this moment, he doesn't care how she was resurrected, as long as he sees that she is safe, everything is fine. Even if it was all an illusory dream, he wished he never woke up.

"Childe. ”

Su Mengdie's eyes were red. She is a singer, born in Qinglou, beauty and wisdom coexist, and she is one of the four beauties in the summer of that year. Because of its exquisite skills, it is the signature piano of the drunken Red Mansion.

The old bustard cultivated her as a weapon to make money, in order to one day climb to the nobility of the king and grandson and earn greater benefits. never let her sell herself, so Su Mengdie was lucky to keep her virginity.

But since she was a child, she has learned a lot of techniques to please men. She felt that her soul was dirty and unworthy of Guo Lin.

At this moment, hearing Guo Lin say that she was the purest woman in the world, my heart was touched. It's a feeling of being recognized. Unprecedented.

After hugging each other for a long time, Su Mengdie's mood gradually stabilized. The two slowly separated, and Guo Lin saw her beautiful face again.

Dai's eyebrows are delicate and far away, and the green temples are thick with spring smoke. She's so beautiful. Having such a confidant is simply a gift from God.

But now, he doesn't want her to be just a confidante. (To be continued.) )