At the beginning of the lanterns, when the night was thick, Tao Yao was ready to let go of tonight, just waiting for the fairy to come, and then pull the curtain open.

On the mountain tonight, there are no stars and no moon in the night sky, and what illuminates the small courtyard of the leisurely tour is the pure white lantern carefully made by Taoyao.

The lantern buried in the snow, the white lampshade was melted by the snow, and only the fluorescent yellow light was seen, faintly flickering.

This situation and this scene have a bit of a sense of God helping her.

A thousand years ago, the parting between Shangxian and Bei Yingjun was in what year and month, Tao Yao has no way to verify, however, in her opinion, any parting that occurs in the snow-covered December is far more melancholy than in April, when the spring is rich.

Xiao Se's small courtyard, no table, only a chair.

At this moment, the chair and stool are still vacant, and the immortals have not come.

About half an hour later, the fairy was late, and as soon as he came, the falling snow in the sky suddenly turned into goose feather snow.

Shangxian leaves the mountain for more than a month, although the mountain is full of snow, but it rarely snows heavily, only the days when the immortal is in the mountain, the mountain is raging with snow.

On the cobblestone path, a fairy dressed in white with the same color as the wind and snow came slowly.

Tao Yao upright, standing on the stage, eyebrows and eyes lightly hooked, and a shallow smile.

"You're here." There is no immortal, no master, only one "you" word.

"......" Shangxian was really stunned.

Tao Yao didn't know Bei Mingjun, but she used to be an online writer, and she knew best how accustomed a word lover was to carrying private goods in her words.

Therefore, Shangxian was not in the mountains for more than a month, in addition to being a cook, she wrote a bunch of messy books, which was to nest in Jingdrunk and read the Northern Underworld.

Yes, the Lord of the Underworld.

It is not so much that Jingzui has a collection of thousands of years of words in the Qiye Continent, but that there is a living Northern Immortal Monarch hidden in it.

A vivid person, she thought, should also be a person who loves to wear bright clothes, for example, the most gorgeous red.

"Master, does the disciple look good in this way?"

Shangxian came back to his senses slightly: "It's good-looking, but it's not suitable." ”

Peach hooked lips.

For her, it is naturally inappropriate to wear a red wedding dress.

But tonight, she's her, and it's not just her.

"Will it?" Tao Yao shook lightly, looking naïve and ignorant.

She can't act as a hero to save the beauty, and now what she wants to play is "Untitled", which was left by Bei Mingjun.

A thousand years have passed, and Shangxian has sat alone under the drunken peach blossom lantern countless times, reminiscing over and over again "Untitled" without an ending, does he also think, if the Northern Immortal is still alive, what kind of ending will the story have?

Definitely.

So tonight, Tao Yao will be "Untitled", and Mink Tail will continue to be a dog.

"Master, please be seated."

"Hmm."

The only spectator is seated, and the show should begin. Tao Yao turned around and pulled the curtain covering the stage abruptly.

This is a wedding room.

The crimson couch was covered with countless longans and red dates, and on one side of the desk, two bright red candles were scorching, and Tao Yao took out a red handkerchief from his sleeve to cover his hairpin.

She sat down on the couch.

Behind him, the sound of festive suona rose.

Tao Yao, who incarnated as a bride, said happily: "Xianjun, the slave family has been noisy for half a lifetime, and he has never felt lonely, but the moment he met Xianjun, he knew that if he couldn't sleep with you in this life, he would be lonely forever." Fortunately, the slave and the immortal monarch are destined to tie the knot today, and from now on, heaven and earth will not be separated. ”

The words fell, the sound of suona gradually faded, and the mournful pipa sound gradually rose.

The bride sitting in front of the couch pinched her fingertips hidden under the sleeves of her red wedding dress, and she even secretly lifted the corner of her hijab, and her worried eyes peeked out of the door in a little panic.

There was silence outside the door, and her immortal monarch didn't come for a long time.

The seated bride began to appear anxious, and she repeatedly reached out to lift the hijab, but she did not.

For the bride, if she lifts the hijab, it will be a great bad luck, so even if the bride is very anxious, she only mutters: "Xianjun, don't you regret it, otherwise why don't you show up when the auspicious time has passed?" ”

Outside the window, the noisy suona sound was almost inaudible, but the mournful pipa sound suddenly turned urgent.

The bride couldn't wait, and suddenly took off her hijab, she even stood up in a panic, only to see her walk quickly to the door, while muttering in a low voice: "Xianjun, we said okay, this life is neither born nor dead."

If you fail me, how will I live? No, if you don't come, why should I live? If you don't come, I'll die in the happy room—"

Boom - a loud rolling thunder rang out in the sky.

In the thick clouds, white lightning rolled one after another, and with great momentum approached the red wedding room, standing in front of the door looking forward to the bride and groom, raising their eyes in horror and horror.

Suddenly, a red figure fell from a high place and fell into the red courtyard.

However, the figure that fell, smashed into the snow, suddenly turned into a thin piece of paper.

"......" Tao Yao, who was in a passionate mood, was stunned, and stood in the clouds in anger, with a strip of cloth tied to his head, and the white tiger roared angrily with the words "Marshal Tianpeng" written on it, "Dead Xiaobai, I let you be a beautiful man, not a paper man!" ”

The white tiger scratched its front paws, burying its head embarrassedly, and Nuo Nuo said: "Mistake, mistake ......"

After that, the thin piece of paper was instantly propped up, and it turned into a pretty gentleman with clear eyebrows.

A good scene, something went wrong, as the host, Tao Yao should apologize to the audience.

So, Tao Yao bowed down: "Shizunzun, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all because Xiaobai is too stupid, interrupted Shizunzun's Yaxing watching the play, please forgive me." ”

The immortal was silent, and his eyes were confused.

Her family is immortal, since the first day she knew, those ink-like eyes are a jar of impenetrable depth, like the sea at night, I don't know its depth, I don't know its thickness.

But at this moment, the eyes of her family immortals are more like the sea where dawn is approaching, and they are covered with a layer of dreamlike and unpenetrable fog.

Blurry is good, all absurdity begins with blur.

The big play, go on.

"Xianjun, is that you? Is that you? The bride, who had been waiting impatiently, stepped over the threshold and rushed into the snow with the red wedding dress of the cage length.

The bridegroom, who had fallen into the snow, turned around, his eyes full of anxiety, and his anxiety was full of fear, and he tried to tell the bride to stop, but he poured a mouthful, a mouthful of blood, out of his mouth.

The shocking color of blood is brighter and heavier than the joy all over the ground.

"Xianjun, why are you covered in blood, who hurt you?" The bride rushed to Xianjun's side, she hugged the dying Xianjun, and began to cry while wiping the blood from his lips for him.

Xianjun couldn't answer.

However, Marshal Tianpeng, who fell high in the clouds and led 100,000 heavenly soldiers, coldly reprimanded: "Mortal, he was originally an immortal in the sky, but he was greedy for mortal dust and fell in love with you against the rules of immortals.

The immortal clan persuaded him many times, but he never turned back, and he insisted on marrying you. Since he is obsessed, the immortal clan can only deal with him according to the rules. ”

"He-" The bride was stunned and looked at the fallen Xianjun in shock, but Xianjun was seriously injured and couldn't answer, so she could only look at the arrogant Tianpeng Marshal on the far end, "He's really an immortal?" ”

Marshal Tianpeng sneered and asked, "You don't know? ”

"No...... I do not know. The bride shook her head, her face full of tears, and was shaken around, "I thought he was joking, a joke to make me happy, I didn't know that he was really a fairy, and I didn't know, it turned out that there were fairies in the world." ”

The fairy in the clouds laughed, as if the bride did not know the truth, which was an extremely ridiculous thing. Not only was he laughing, but the 100,000 heavenly soldiers were laughing, and the laughter was almost shocking.

After a long time, Marshal Tiancang said: "Mortal, you didn't know before, but now you know. ”

The bride covered her lips and smiled bitterly at the loss of regret or self-deprecation.

The groom, who was held in the bride's arms and was dying, opened his eyes wide and struggled to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "It's okay, I don't regret it." ”

As soon as these words came out, the bride cried even more sadly, and she hooked the corners of her mouth as she cried, revealing a shallow smile: "Xianjun, it's all my fault." ”

"No—"

The bride gently lowered the groom, then stood up calmly and raised her eyes to face the marshal of the canopy above the clouds.

ABOUT THE ENDING OF "UNTITLED", SHE HAS THOUGHT ABOUT COUNTLESS THINGS, AND IN TERMS OF THE JOYFUL TONE OF THE PREVIOUS TEXT, WHAT BEI MINGJUN ORIGINALLY WANTED TO WRITE MAY BE A HAPPY ENDING.

However, an ordinary story, because of her death, was dyed with a completely different sense of pathos, and even the joy she once had became a glass slag that could not be dissolved or melted in the heart of the immortal.

How so?

A love that ended just because it didn't come to fruition?

No, it must not be, at least in Tao Yao's heart, it shouldn't be just like that.

She thought that she could make a person who was pure in heart and had few desires, cultivated to be the first person in the world to be a god, and accepted the Northern Immortal Monarch who had never forgotten it for thousands of years in her heart, and what she had given him was not just love.

Tao Yao's eyes were light, and his gaze quietly fell on the immortal who had already gone deep into the play, since there was no wave, almost no one could see the joy, anger and sorrow of the immortal, his hands were tightly clasped, his lips were coldly pursed, and his eyes were wrapped in a trace of hatred.

Sure enough, as she expected, the love in Shangxian's heart for Bei Yingjun was not only love, but also guilt.

The bride took a deep breath and stated calmly and resolutely: "Divine Monarch, Immortal Monarch is not wrong, a thousand mistakes are my fault. Xianjun didn't covet mortals, he was just seduced by me and had to stay by my side for the sake of morality.

Now, I am willing to let go, and bear all the sins of seducing the immortals alone, and ask the gods to see what is going on, and to be lenient on the innocent immortals. ”

Marshal Tianpeng was a little surprised, so he asked rhetorically: "You confessed?" ”

The bride hooked her lips again, looking up at the gods, whose eyes were already full of sarcasm, and she replied calmly and loudly, word by word: "Yes, I confess my sins." ”

The bride's words shattered the high and well-known knowledge of the immortals, and Marshal Tianpeng stopped talking, and finally asked a question that he should not be concerned about: "Mortal, do you know what it means to admit to seducing immortals?" ”

The bride shook her head and lowered her eyes, as if she didn't care at all what would happen to seducing the fairies.

However, she didn't care, but the gods had to tell her: "Mortal, this king tells you that once you bear all the charges, then you will die immediately, and you will be beaten to pieces, and there is no possibility of reincarnation." Even so, you are not afraid, do you still have to bear the charge of seducing the immortals? ”

The bride lowered her eyes, and her gaze fell on Xianjun, and the tears she held in her eyes turned into a string of broken pearls, one after another, smashing on Xianjun's face.

"Ahh

"......" Tao Yao rolled her eyes angrily, so angry that she flew the handsome paper man at her feet, and then she poked her index finger at the white tiger who was standing in the clouds and sneezing, "Dead Xiaobai, are you mistaken?" The old lady didn't feel cold when she wore so little, you are a demon beast with hair all over your body, and you are not cold-resistant?! ”

"......" The white tiger wrapped his claws around his chest, and his body was trembling, so he rubbed his nose with his paws, "Woman, you have to be reasonable when you speak." Thy thin garment is made of volcanic clouds, but my white fur is plain. Besides, am I not hardy, or am I damn cold? ”

"Huh."

Tao Yao sneered.

She's going to blow up!

How difficult it is to grasp the atmosphere, and she is not a professional actor, so she can mobilize her emotions as much as she wants.

What a sensational moment just now, she was about to complain to the paper man, but she didn't want to be interrupted by a demon beast, so that she couldn't cry or be angry at this moment, and she didn't remember what she was going to say!

Meow.

However, what can she do now?

Tao Yao was about to apologize to Shangxian again, however, at this moment, Shangxian's eyes fell on the clouds, and the spirit pet White Tiger, who was locked by Shangxian's gaze, was trembling on the clouds with his own eyes.

It's killing intent.

The immortals want to kill the white tiger.