The stream gurgles through the verdant mountains and eventually merges into the valley deep in the gorge.

The very light sound of the girl's breathing, with the fragrance of flowers and plants, diffused into the verdant mountain breeze.

It was a girl in a lotus-petal forged blue skirt, bowing slightly, carefully picking the river grass that grew on the bank of the stream.

She was born extremely beautiful, and the words of the world have made it difficult to describe her appearance.

A strand of green silk drooped down from her white jade-like ears, reflecting the beautiful side face of her shy flowers, as if everything around her had lost its color, except for her slightly soft lips, which were enough to make any living creature between heaven and earth give birth to waves of joy.

Quietly, a young man in a white robe appeared on the bank of the mountain stream, his gaze was cold and indifferent, there seemed to be all things born and destroyed, the snow-white robe sleeves rose lightly with the mountain wind, and it seemed that even the heavens and the earth bowed their heads in front of him.

The girl in the blue skirt stretched out her white and slender shaved jade fingers, picking different river grasses, and never raised her head at all, but said softly: "Xian, give me some more time." ”

The fairy looked at the girl in the blue skirt coldly, and did not make any move.

Although the immortal is still an immortal, it is no longer the immortal who has been manipulated.

After a few breaths, the immortal spoke, "Is this why you came back here to do this?" ”

The girl in the blue skirt grabbed a verdant lotus leaf in her hand, raised her little face, and the black green silk hung down in front of her fair forehead, and said with a smile: "He likes me." ”

The immortal was silent for a moment, and said, "You are of great use in the realm of floating immortals, if you choose to return to the realm of floating immortals, I will personally take action to restore your true spirit to wholeness." ”

The voice of the fairy was extremely calm from beginning to end, although the appearance of the girl in the blue skirt in front of her was enough to pour out the heavens and the earth, but in the eyes of the fairy, it was no different from a pink skeleton.

The girl in the blue skirt lowered her head, and a strand of hair hung down to the clear surface of the stream, soaking a little.

She chuckled, only shook her head firmly, and repeated again: "He likes me." ”

The plain satin shoes worn by the girl in the blue skirt were originally very clean, but the owner of these satin shoes did not care about these at all.

In order to pick the blades of grass that grew in the stream, she stepped on the sedimentary mud, and the shoes and socks on her feet were stained with a lot of aquatic weeds and mud.

She used to be so proud.

But at this moment, she is like a mortal girl, doing what is in front of her seriously, her movements are gentle, and every time she touches a different kind of flower and plant, it seems that she is caressing the most important thing.

I don't know how long it took, there were more and more flowers and plants in the hands of the girl in the blue skirt, but she only took a few of each kind of flowers and plants, and they were gently tied between her arms, very careful.

"You better stay, after the evolution of the Floating Immortal Realm, it is already comparable to Zhou Tian, and after the master leaves, you will still be of great use," Unconsciously, a small beast with moon-white fluff appeared in front of her, and said in a mouthful, "After all, it is the Floating Immortal Realm that gave birth to your true spirit, and you should make some returns." ”

The girl in the blue skirt didn't look at it at all, lowered her head to pick flowers and plants, and chuckled: "I don't owe it to the fate realm for a long time." ”

The little moon white beast seemed to be a little annoyed, waved its claws, and said, "Then are you willing to leave like this?" ”

After a long time, the girl in the blue skirt tied the flowers and plants in the crook of her arm, raised her head, and there were indescribable complex feelings between her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and said in a low voice: "He likes me." ”

The little moon white beast was stunned, looked down at the many flowers and plants picked by the girl in the blue skirt, her pupils contracted slightly, and said: "You are born with such a bony appearance, and you are so proud and jumpy, even in the realm of the heavens of that state, the people who like you should be like the carp crossing the river, countless, does he have anything special?" ”

The girl in the blue skirt shook her head, did not answer, stretched out her white slender fingers, and gathered a wisp of green silk on the side of her white ear, but repeated again: "He likes me." ”

The little moon white beast stopped speaking, and looked at her in silence for a while, and then disappeared and left the place.

The girl in the blue skirt continued to walk.

……

In the depths of the unknown black abyss, the black-robed girl sat down a little tiredly, stretched out her sleeves and lifted the wide robe that shrouded her.

In an instant, the quiet black abyss seemed to have a bright light, and the fairy appearance of the black-robed girl who was shy of flowers and closed the moon was unreservedly revealed.

It's just that her expression is lonely and dead, and her originally clear and clear eyes have become lifeless, looking down at her pale and slender fingers, stunned.

……

It was as if a moment had passed, as if thousands of years had passed.

The girl in the blue skirt finally stopped.

She carefully held the many flowers and plants in her arms and gently lowered them.

Stretched out her sleeve and took a strand of her own hair, and the girl in the blue skirt danced lightly with her white hands like jade, and used this strand of hair to connect these flowers and plants in one place.

Time passed slowly, and the originally chaotic flowers and plants were gradually pieced together into a beautiful lotus.

Although this lotus flower is a patchwork of flowers, it is not chaotic at all, and the color on each petal is just right, and when put together, it is a blooming lotus of a hundred flowers.

She held the lotus tenderly, as if waiting.

Gradually, every petal on this lotus flower trembled slightly.

Between each petal, there is a fragment of the true spirit of a living being.

The girl in the blue skirt took an epoch of time.

Walked through the darkness of the stars that wrapped the two galaxies of the Great Realm.

True spirit damage, return to the life realm to recuperate, and then injury, return to the life realm to recuperate......

There have been trillions of times back and forth.

Until the end of the Fifth Age.

She retrieved all the shards of his true spirit.

It seems that the heavens and the earth have frozen for a moment, and the strand of hair used by the girl in the blue skirt to string the petals exudes an incomparable shimmer, which is beautiful and magnificent.

All the imaginary forms that manifested on the hundred flower lotus finally slowly converged in one place.

It was a quarter of the year.

The rotation of heaven and earth has gone through a long time to the extreme, and I don't know how many immeasurable calamities have passed, and even this era will come to an end.

Ji Yuenian opened his somewhat heavy eyes and looked up.

What caught my eye was the girl in a lotus petal heavy forged blue skirt.

Her eyes were still so proud, and the corners of her soft lips were smiling, but her figure was gradually collapsing.

Ji Yuenian stood up suddenly, walked to the side of the girl in the blue skirt, and looked at her with a low gaze!

This is also the first time he has looked down at this girl in a blue skirt who is always in a high place.

Before that, Ji Yuenian had been looking up to her, even when she stepped into detachment a long time ago, it was still the same.

But the palm of his hand touched the void.

The girl in the blue skirt smiled softly, looked up at her little face, the corners of her soft lips were still padded with pride that she had never lost, quietly looked at the people close at hand, and said with a low smile: "Ji Yuenian, you like me, yes or no." ”

"I ......"

Ji Yuenian's lips moved, but she was still speechless.

Her jet-black hair rose up, drenched in shredded shimmers.

The whole body of the girl in the blue skirt has reached the edge of shattering.

Ji Yuenian tried to grab her, but all she touched was desperate powerlessness.

She looked at Ji Yuenian unabashedly, and at this moment, it seemed to have become an eternity.

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(End of the book) (End of this chapter)