Chapter 159: Sea Flowers

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Red is the red of blood, but in a flash, the scarlet general's mansion is gone, but the sight is still red, not just red, but other pretty colors. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Those are the colors of flowers, which are beautiful and intoxicating.

Flowers bloom like the moon in the world, and they are always intoxicating.

Yin Huai was not intoxicated, because he finally met the place he knew.

It's a grassland, small, but beautiful enough.

Yin Huai saw the grassland and began to look for a family that should be located on the grassland.

In the grassland where flowers bloom everywhere, there will always be a family called the flower family.

But he saw nothing.

All I saw was a small meandering river.

Yin Huai knew this river, but he didn't dare to recognize it as the river in his memory.

Maybe it's because there shouldn't be so many fish in that river, and there are so many aquatic weeds.

Maybe it's because there should be something next to the river, but now there is nothing but flowers, only grass.

Maybe that's what this grassland should look like.

Yin Huai wanted to forget the scene he had seen before that was a little hard to forget, but why did the red flowers look so scorching, and why the sun above his head was so cold.

The bright red flowers were like a flash of blood seen that night, and the cold sunlight was like the moon like water that night, and then Yin Huai thought of the woman like the moon in the moonlight, and couldn't help but think of the general who looked at the mountain and the temple in the wind and snow.

I can't help but feel a chill in my heart, refreshing and lingering.

It's like the birdsong that night lingers.

Yin Huai's ears once again sounded the familiar but unfamiliar sound of birdsong.

Yin Huai looked up and saw the bird, a bird with gray wings.

The bird was also looking at him, and the familiar feeling was reflected in the way the bird looked at him.

The bird landed in front of Yin Huai, separated by the winding river, the small river is called gypsum water, of course, the river will not flow any gypsum, but clean and pure water, so the gray bird put its head into the water and drank a few sips.

It was stained with a few drops of river water, which sparkled in the sunlight, and it looked a little vibrant.

Yin Huai was still looking at the bird, but the bird didn't look at him anymore, but drank the water intently, and shook off the droplets of water on his body intently.

The gray wings lost their luster again.

Yin Huai looked at the bird quietly, not feeling bored at all, but gave birth to the rare patience of others to watch an unknown bird drink water.

It seemed to want to see something in the gray bird.

It really made him see something.

He saw a man coming.

It's just that at that time, a dummy was a shadow reflected in the water, and Yin Huai recognized that the person in the wrinkled river was not himself.

Very few people will have such an experience.

Yin Huai saw the man in the river and walked over from the other side of the river.

With just one glance, Yin Huai recognized the person.

Because he is the only one in the world who can laugh like that, because he is the only one in the world with that kind of self-confidence that makes people feel confident.

It's a pity that such a person still has to die.

Xia He stood on the other side of the river, smiling at Yin Huai across the river.

Still dressed in gray and dusty, Xia He stretched out his hand to hold the bird in his arms.

The bird didn't struggle, because that bird was originally a part of Xia He's own.

Yin Huai only now saw what made him feel familiar before.

The gypsum water was still flowing, loud, a little noisy, but it was still noisy enough to make two people talk.

Besides, most of the time it's just Xia He talking, Yin Huai listening, Xia He said it very loudly, for fear that Yin Huai wouldn't hear it, and for fear that Yin Huai wouldn't be able to remember.

What words do you have to worry that others won't remember?

"The ones I've seen before are the ones I've seen a long time ago. ”

Yin Huai remembered the wind and snow in the mountains, and remembered a little red outside the hall.

"And what happened in our house that night. ”

Yin Huai remembered the moonlight in the building, and the flashing red in the city.

In this way, it makes sense to explain why Yin Huai has never been outside the mountain gate, nor has he ever seen the temple in the wasteland, nor has he seen a woman as beautiful as the moon, but he has just seen it all.

It turned out that what he saw was only what Xia He let him see, those things hidden in the depths of Xia He's memory.

"So, I'm going to leave it to you next. ”

Xia He didn't say anything more, and didn't make a promise that didn't exist like when he first asked Yin Huai.

Yin Huai was still like that day, he didn't say anything, and he didn't promise anything.

However, the unspoken promise is not a promise or not, and perhaps from the perspective of those earthly things in the world, the spoken promise may be easier to break.

Yin Huai just looked at him seriously, and this seriousness also meant that he was listening carefully to Xia He's instructions.

Xia He was suddenly stunned for a long time, and seemed to be a little surprised that Yin Huai was so serious.

But he laughed again.

The river flowing in the gypsum water seems to be a little more noisy, and the river in the gypsum water seems to be a little fuller.

"In the future, I will trouble you to take care of her for me. ”

Xia He still couldn't let go of his sister, so many instructions were also given to his sister.

Yin Huai is not annoyed or annoyed, he is still listening very seriously and remembering very seriously.

Xia He felt a trace of remorse, or reluctance.

He didn't say his reluctance, just smiled, and then continued to say something, but it was also inconsequential, but he said it for a long time.

I don't know when, Xia He closed his mouth, looked at Yin Huai, stared at him deadly, his eyes flashed with divine light, as if he wanted to see through Yin Huai at once.

The bird in his hand turned into a small knife, but the knife that originally belonged to Yin Huai became a little different from before.

Xia He stretched out his hand and handed the knife to Yin Huai.

Yin Huai took the knife through the plaster water.

When the sword fell into his hand, it turned into countless lights.

The sound of the water flowing in Yin Huai's ears became more and more noisy, overshadowing the last words Xia He said.

Not only the sound of water in his ears, but also a similar sound of water in his body, a big river also opened up in his body, and the river water rolled in and out, but the river water was the true essence that only cultivators could have.

The river flowing in Yin Huai's body, that is, the path he walked out of when he was practicing, the river rushed away, rushing open a door somewhere in Yin Huai's body.

Behind the door, there was a river, and the two rivers joined together to create a new one.

Xia He's last sentence was also drowned in the sound of water.

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Good luck to you.