(This chapter is more than 3,000 words, and it has not yet been written...... I'll send you a short story I've written for you to see! I'll change it later...... ）

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001. Alone in Nolan

To the west of the continent, there are three countries. One is named Dilan, who is the ruler of the west, the other is named Chuxue, who is cold, windy and snowy at the fourth level, but the people in the country are handsome, and the other is called Nuolan, although it is a country, the size is almost the same as that of Emperor Dilan.

In the 360th year of Dilan, the eighteen-year-old prince Xiaokong Lang escaped from the imperial capital, wearing a green shirt and a seven-star sword hanging from his waist, and he broke into here by mistake. The stream on the top of the mountain is murmuring, tinkling and dingdong as if it were a hundred and fifty years ago, and the water of the crescent spring under the pavilion is as clear as fine wine, and he is full of interest, so he simply swings his sword and dances. The strange stones on the mountainside on the back are numerous, and the stream is poured on it, which is like a natural nine-stringed piano, playing the flying flowers and snow moon, and breaking the jade beads.

Although it was his first time going out, he knew everything about the ravines of the mainland in his heart. A few miles to the east, towering mountains signaled that he had come to the Norlan Realm. But he finally escaped, he didn't want to go back soon, he was tired from running all the way, and he fell asleep beside the mountain spring with a bang.

There are a few three-star grasses and silkworm leaves growing here and there are a few bees buzzing at the wildflowers. He was dressed in a green shirt, carrying a seven-star sword at his waist, and his spiritual power spread all over his body, and after running it three times, he was relieved, and he escaped from the pursuit of the guards. In the distant imperial capital, in the splendid palace, the old man wearing a crown of nine dragons and a yellow robe and ribbon smiled and said, "Since he doesn't want to live like this, let him go out and try another life." ”

Xiao Konglang waved goodbye to this barren mountain, but he didn't know that he had formed an indissoluble bond with this place.

002. Encounter

For the next six years, Xiao Konglang wandered the western part of the continent.

The scenery of Nuolan is extremely beautiful, the mountain springs are all over, the streams are murmuring, the orchids of various colors in the orchid city bloom in full bloom every season, and the weeping willows on the bank of the "Blue River" that pass through the whole territory of Nuolan are lush and green in summer, and it is like a cool summer to take a small boat downstream.

In the 366th year of Dilan, Xiao Konglang came to this barren mountain for the second time, and at the age of twenty-four, he became a ranger. The beard is scumbag, and he is still wearing a green shirt, but the precious seven-star sword is carried cross-body by the owner indifferently on his waist.

"Help......

The woman's screams lured him away, and six strange men were doing something to her. The Six Immortals of Luoyun, the owner of the "Luoyun Valley" in the east of Nuolan, have amazing mysticism, but they specialize in some male thieves and female prostitutes. The woman's scream, as well as the heartbeat that she gave him as soon as she looked back, Xiao Konglang took out his sword angrily, and defeated the Six Immortals of Luoyun with one sword, and since then he has been famous for the Eight Desolations.

On this day, he pulled the girl to play in the mountains, took the carefully packaged "daughter red" on the mount, and put the jade cup in unison. This night, drunk and obsessed, he forcibly took away the twenty years of chastity of the "Snow Fairy". He sat on the top of the hill, and she snuggled into his arms. She grinned and said, "That daughter is so beautiful. ”

"You like, it's produced by the Red Jade Winery under Yukun Mountain. If you like, I will bury an altar in the lake below this mountain every year. ”

"Okay......"

The lake below the mountain ripples, witnessing the affection of the youth. He suddenly kissed the woman on the forehead, and the woman blushed.

"Yun'er, what is your favorite flower?"

"Lotus. ”

You are like a white lotus silently blooming in my heart, and the bitter cold of Sanjiu cannot prevent this inexplicable flame from spontaneously combusting. With the posture of burning all obsessions, I am silent, and I am silent......

003. One thought is persistent

Over the years, the two traveled to the west of the mainland, planted green lotus in the lake, and buried wine jars. Boating on the Blue River, laughing and laughing. At the banquet in the First Snow King City, the prince who was forced to marry was rescued, and at that moment, Nangong Yun laughed so much that tears jumped out.

The two of them stepped on the Arctic Sea, the sea breeze fiercely tore at the iceberg, and the Howling Sky Lang Edgeworth flew, and she hid in his arms, as if hiding in a world. It's just the wind of the Arctic Sea, and the gods can't cross it, even if he becomes the No. 1 boy and handsome "Xinghai Child", he can't reach the center of the Arctic Sea. From a distance, they saw that the most brilliant North Star in heaven and earth burst out from the sea, shattering heaven and earth, and dissipating in another heaven and earth.

Here, the woman buried a lighthouse, which is the closest to the North Star. He suddenly clenched her jade hand and whispered in her ear.

"One day, I will step on the highest sky, pick the most brilliant Northern Starlight, and make you the most beautiful crown. ”

She cried and kissed him, and it was at this moment that she understood his identity. The lord of Dilan had a poor life of happiness, and he only got a son in his old age, and he named it "Xiaokong", which is to make him break through the sky and surpass his ancestors. Empress Nuolan also has only one daughter, and that day she was playing in Nuolan, accidentally got lost, was besieged by the Six Immortals of Luoyun, was accidentally rescued by the emperor, and accidentally fell in love with each other.

In the three hundred and seventy years of Dilan, the two met on the barren mountain. Xiao Konglang sat on the mountain for a day and a night, and did not wait for the woman. Three days later, a letter came, and the evening breeze was bleak and cold on the Yeqi Mountains, carrying boulders and rolling down, and the hula was full of ears.

"Xinghai, I'm still willing to call you that. I used to imagine a happy future with you, we had a group of children, taught them to learn literature and martial arts, in my spare time, I talked about the piano and you played the flute, admired the moon and chatted together, I don't know how good it would be. Xinghai, I still thought, the mountain we met for the first time, I want to call it 'Hai Xueshan', 'Xinghai Gongzi' and 'Snow Fairy', hehe, who told you to call me Snow Fairy at that time?"

Xiao Konglang twitched slightly.

"The day we set foot on the Arctic Sea, the sea breeze and the snow and ice hit me, and I didn't feel cold at all, because I felt warm when you held me in your arms. I remember when you said you would make a crown for me, and now I wake up crying and laughing when I think about it...... Xinghai, do you know that in addition to the Northern Starlight, there is also the Nuo Blue Flower on Yukun Mountain, which is also equally beautiful. It's just that they are all the same, they are gorgeous in an instant, and they are extremely gorgeous in an instant, but they are completely annihilated after the gorgeousness, I really seem to be with you, but I don't want to destroy each other. ”

"I've often wondered lately that you've always been trying to make me happy, but why didn't you tell me earlier that you were the Prince of Dilan? These days I've figured it out, you love each other so much like me, that we've forgotten everything else, and I've just found out that I forgot to tell you that the snow fairy in your heart is the only princess of Nolan. But we were all wrong, we couldn't be together. ”

A thought is persistent, and flowers bloom all over the house. It's just that after the winter, the pieces wither.

004. A tree blossoms

Plant a tree, water it in the early morning, and fertilize it at dusk. A man stands under a tree, makes a wish, and grows with it. I still remember that once upon a time there were trees and begonias, and some people said that when the flowers are full, they fall in love.

Xiao Konglang built a grass hut at the bottom of the mountain, and he always thought that she would come back one day.

But this wait is three years, and the **** went to Hongyu Winery to get wine, and the bartender told him that the princess was married. He drew his sword and rushed to Yukun Mountain, but in exchange for an indifferent drive.

In the 375th year of Dilan, he stepped on the top of Yelan Mountain, dug down the luminous stone on the top of the mountain to build the small pavilion on the top of the mountain, and also erected this monument. He had a beautiful woman in his arms, but he wasn't the snow fairy anymore. The woman smiled coquettishly in his arms, and he waved his fingers to engrave the three words 'Yiren Pavilion', nephrite warm fragrance, Longquan elixir, he was a little confused at that time.

That night he fell into the lake drunk, and soaked in the lake all night. The next day, he entrusted the world's thunder eagle to carry blessings.

"Someone said to me this morning: If time has said three words to me, then I believe that the first word must have nothing to do with splendor, the second word may always rotate in my world, and the third word will be the manor of my dreams. What are your three words? I replied: I have nothing to do with splendor and am sublimated in time, love is always hovering in my world, and you are the manor I yearn for in my dreams. ”

005. When the flowers are full, they fall in love

In the three hundred and eighty-fifth years of Dilan, he met the genius and decisive son Wuchen here, and after fighting for 3,600 rounds, he carved the eight characters of 'amazing talent, only seen in the world' on the Lotus Heart Lake, and he abandoned the sword and admitted defeat.

In the 386th year of Dilan, Nangong Yun, who became the Empress of Nuolan, painted a three-hundred-and-sixty lotus heart leaf on the Lotus Heart Lake, and he cried all night holding the stone stele.

In the year 395 of Dilan, he met Wuchen again that night, and after thirty-six rounds, Wuchen conceded defeat. He plucked the Seven Star Dragon Spring and gave it to Wuchen, and pulled him to drink the frozen twenty-nine altars in the Crescent Spring, and since then he has said goodbye to Nuolan and never returned.

In the year 478 of Dilan, the old emperor came to the top of the mountain. Sitting against the stone tablet, he was going to spend the last night of his life here. He sat diagonally on the mountainside, and the Huanxing Sword in his waist fell to the side at some point, but at this time, he didn't want to pick it up again.

As the sun sets, the sunset dyes the sky bright red, as if to see him off.

The water of the Lotus Heart Lake under Haixue Mountain shook slightly, reflecting the green shirt on his body a little golden. The evening breeze was warm, but he felt a little cold, like the afterglow of a lighthouse on the Arctic sea. He knew that this would be the last sunset he would ever see, and he braced himself up, wanting to meet something, the sun was a little biting, but it was a little warm, and the evening breeze fleeing under the Yelan Mountains made him suddenly think of something.

This is the place where he first saw Nangong Yun, and a hundred years passed in a blink of an eye, and Shaohua became empty. He came here today, but he fulfilled his original vow.

"Draw your sword and lean over the princes, bow down to the beauty. ”

The blue flowers bloomed overnight, and the North Star was fleeting, but the people who watched it were unforgettable for a lifetime, and he suddenly understood that in this life, at least there were no regrets. He trembled and gently carved a horizontal line on the stone tablet with both hands.

"The two-person pavilion. (To be continued.) )