Thoughts are like clouds and fog, everywhere and everywhere. In front of me, the blue sky and white sun, thousands of miles of ice fields, it seems that nothing has changed.

Caressing the long red palace wall of Wuji Palace, walking around.

When I was a child, I felt that the palace wall was so long, once I came back from the Yuquan Underground Palace, and walked for a long time, before I finally stepped into the palace gate, and sat in the door crying with an aggrieved ass, and my grandmother lifted me up and stood up straight and scolded:

"What are you crying about, you're lame? How can I, a woman from the North Underworld, sit at the door and cry like you? ”

But now from the gate of the palace to the Yuquan underground palace, I bypassed the repair house and the ice sculpture group and then went back to the towering Zhumen in front of the palace...... It's only been a little while......

The twilight finally covered the day, and sneaked through the jade tree in the courtyard into the room, but there was no one on the bed!

Busy in the next room to me, there are books scattered as when I left, the jade lampstand in front of the window is glowing with a soft faint light, bypassing the screen of "Yanjiang Stacked Peaks", but I saw the blue cloud in my arms and asleep, such a quiet look is more like a mother, the delicate nose and slightly upturned lips add a little cuteness, and there is the jade swallow hairpin next to the pillow.

I like to hold her little body so much, listen to her "plop" heartbeat, and her little hands will hug me softly and glutinously, but I haven't told a story to her for a long time......

"Gentleman...... During this time, my sister went to a star with a few tree fairy brothers and sisters, and as soon as I looked up at night, I could see the star. But there are flying sand and rocks, there is no daylight, and there are no icebergs, deep seas, flowers and trees, cats, dogs, musk cows, and all other interesting things. Sister Luxi proposed, 'Let's tell a story', so they told me like a joke how they went from a tree to a cultivator, and they were caught by those big stupid bears and big bad guys and monsters of the Zhen tribe, and I told them the story of the ......."

After talking for an hour, my mouth was dry, and I looked left and right.

Behind the bed of the snow-capped mountain visiting friends carved with red sandalwood is a white silk ink curtain, and there is a green landscape pillow screen lying on the bed, and there is a celadon wine jar with a "drunk east wind" note under the couch legs!

In the bottle of beauty that has rained after the rain behind the couch, there is a jade-white flower.

The flower is divided into two parts, the upper two petals are like two wings open, and the lower petals fly in the air like the long sleeves of the dancing queen.

"Ghost flowers? You've already opened? ”

The ghost flower was a little bit, and suddenly floated into the air, and it was a little rain of flowers sprinkled on my face, and it disappeared!

There was a slight itch in the center of my eyebrows, and when I lifted the mirror on the mirror table, there was a light white mark like a ghost flower on my forehead!

Luck can't bring it together, so is it really growing on me?

It feels like stealing something from the house, and it's very uncomfortable!

The night is like Dai, standing under the corridor through the jade tree in the courtyard looking at his father's study "Yan Shen Zhai", standing in a daze for a long time, the starry sky is silent, and the "Qing Yongting" is as cold as ice......

Out of the corner gate, step by step slowly walked towards the statue group.

Several guards from the Wuji Palace approached him:

"I didn't understand why the princess carved these statues before, but now I want to walk around......"

"If you want me to say, you should carve the appearance of the king and the princess into a colossus and stand here, so that it won't add to the chaos, right?"

"What sculpture do we erect in the North Underworld, and who can care about outsiders?"

"Anyway, the people who came here are all their own people, except for Princess Lihui, why shouldn't they be established?"

"Then let's ask Zhu Shun Changshi to build it first, and when the princess comes back in the future and sees it, she will be very happy!"

Several people excitedly began to talk about Lan Lang's sword and Yan Jue's clothes......

The cold wind is cold, the vast sky is sprinkled with snow, I greedily breathe the unique cold breath of the North Hell, the breath that can make people's hearts feel calm, and the cold snow falling on the face, like a clear and clear lips, will slowly warm......

Hey......

In front of the great god Pangu, the white figure with a tall and cold and leisurely figure -

Every line of this figure is engraved on the heart, and every angle has been restored under my pen!

He's back!! A burst of sadness spread from the tip of the nose, the body trembled slightly, but the joy seemed to ripple from the heart, spreading every inch of skin!

Did I rush over and hug him? Or do you want to throw him in the snow? Or wait for him to come over?

He was going to stretch out his hand to me as he had done before and say, "I'm waiting for you!" ”

Rushed to him, near, closer......

I felt that I had an almost mentally retarded smile on my face, and with tears welling up, I grabbed his wide robe, looked up at his face with a faint smile, and waited for his resolute lips to say to me......

Why did the faint smile on the corner of his lips froze, the sleeve was withdrawn from my hand, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he took several steps back with a cold face.

I looked at him in a daze, the green jade crown was covered with my jade hairpin, the eyebrows were eternal like thousands of miles of horizontal clouds, the faint marks on the forehead were clearly visible under the reflection of the moonlight and ice sculptures, the eyes were familiar as the mysterious depth of the silent night sky, the bridge of the nose was as straight as a pine, only on the slightly blue chin, there was a faint scar the width of a thumb.

The faint flying dragon cloud pattern on the white clothes flowed lightly, and the jade dragon around my waist was tied to play with the moon ring, and I reached out to hook the crescent moon, and suddenly a gust of wind swept by, and Xuan Lang was already unhappy above the clouds.

Hurriedly threw out the bundle of immortal ropes and quickly stopped his steps - the bundle of immortal ropes in my northern darkness can bind the immortal clans of the world, and once it binds people, it can be transformed into invisible.

I couldn't trap him for long, however, enough.

Although it is not the imaginary holding hands and looking at the tears, I am complaining! But did he grit his teeth and purse his lips and glare at me angrily?

"Lang Lang, what's wrong with you?"

Beneath his feet were Stratus clouds, and the anger on his face suddenly turned to extreme shock under the starry sky, and he stared at me with a brow of disbelief, and there was a firmament-like depth and confusion in his eyes.

"You...... Know me? ”

Isn't he the Quan Lang I know? Is there anyone in this world who is so similar with the same name and surname?

This face, his hairpin, his clothes...... By the way, he opened the placket under his neck almost tremblingly, although the scar on his collarbone was almost the same color as his skin, the uneven touch proved that he was Lan Lang!

But why was there no disdain in his indifferent and astonished eyes, and there was undisguised annoyance......

"Fairy, please respect yourself!"

His body was as soft as a blue-ribbon jellyfish sliding down on the clouds, and his palms were gripping the corners of his clothes, this pattern, the lines of his tentacles...... Could it really not be him?

I have a splitting headache and all kinds of thoughts are tumbling in my head......

I thought that he was too badly injured and had no one to save him, and that he might have lost his soul...... I thought that he encountered a terrifying demon beast on the Xuan Lang Star with an injury, and he would not be attacked by him...... thought that he was taken away by his uncle, and he was never allowed to return to the fairy world...... But I never thought that he would forget me!! ……

Where is the distance between life and death better than in front of people, but it has nothing to do with you?

Cold...... It's cold......

The clouds were like mist, cold as ice, and I couldn't see the silent sky clearly, and I couldn't see the snow-white figures in front of me...... Where am I? Who am I?

………………

"You and Xuan Lang destroyed millions of living beings in the South ......"

"Kunlun is icy and snowy, how many creatures have been strangled by you...... The next step for you Beiming is not to destroy Kunlun? ”

“…… Xuanmo, the king of the Northern Hades, please ask the Emperor of Heaven, the kings, and the immortals to judge and discuss the crime! ”

How did my father kneel? No, how can a father kneel down for someone?

"Lang Lang, Shiying, exile to the pole of the Heavenly Gate at the east and west ends of the two stars, the two stars see each other day and day, life and death are not seen!"

Suddenly sat up straight, his eyes opened, but he saw that on the snow-white clothes, there was a flying dragon embroidered with simple and smooth lines without dragon scales and hair, etc., soaring between the flying clouds like flowing water, each pattern was five inches square, covering the entire clothes, the lines were smooth and like flowing clouds flying, and the dragon traveled to stratus clouds.

"You're awake...... Because you fell from the clouds, I took the liberty to bring you here, please forgive me! ”

There is no lack of concern in the words, but the words are like an ice pick piercing the heart......

When he raised his eyes, he saw a clear face, with confusion in his clear eyes, and looked away to the open room, except for a few chairs and couches, there was nothing, a gust of wind passed, and a faint fragrance faintly came from the window, diluting the coldness on his body.

What a familiar scent!

Staggered out of the room, two tall tassel trees in front of the house, the flowers bloom like snow, the slightest faint fragrance is diffused, the slender tassel petals fall in the palm of the hand, the eyes are far away, the green mountains are faint in the distance, dozens of pine cinnamon trees outside the courtyard, and the forest is beautiful and lush. In the wide courtyard in front of you, roses of various colors bloomed on three walls, and several begonias were planted in the courtyard......

Behind the house is still a snowfield built in imitation of the North Stygian Sea Ice Field, is the lion cub still there?

Oh, it's the big lion, the slender snow-white tassel-like hair fluttering and splashing with snow and frost, and the red headband on his head is as bright as ever, flying with four hooves, and knocking me to the ground!

"Snow Lion, don't hurt ......!"

Snow Lion's dark eyes stared at me excitedly, his head arched into my arms, his two front legs gently patted my arms, furry and warm me, and the tears in the corners of his eyes slipped silently.

Qian Lang stood under the porch, his white clothes ethereal, cold and leisurely.

He...... Well!

There was a cramp in his heart, he stabilized his mind, and spit out two words from his mouth with difficulty:

"Thank you ......"

Wan Er smiled, as you wish, in the past thousand years, I have not depressed and hurt myself!

"You...... I...... We used to know each other well, didn't we? ”

Gloomily, he lowered his eyes, and the roses in the courtyard also became nothing, and said lightly:

“…… No! You...... After enjoying the scenery of the fairy world, let's leave......"

As soon as he tried it, his secret realm mind method had not changed, and in front of him was the icy North Stygian Sea Ice Field!

But the North Hell, it's also a place I can't come back!