The sword rises and falls, the sword dances and the sword light, among the thousands of snow trees, the sword of a woman in a white dress dances faster and faster, she flutters like a pear blossom in the air, her body is like a shadow, shuttling through the sea of white flowers, suddenly, she stands still, stands on one foot, leans forward, and holds the sword with a ghostly light, frozen in the open space. A pear blossom fell on the tip of the sword.

was originally a murderous swordsmanship drill, but because of this pear flower, the daughter's graceful and tender attitude was fully displayed.

The eyes are like pearls, the skin is white and the snow is better, and the cold and glamorous face of a good girl is a little out of line with the current season, this is the flower season of Xixiang in May, it is so sacred in her heart, her heart has been drunk here, but from her face, she can no longer find the simple loveliness of the little daughter.

Since the return of Muxiang Palace, she has been blaming herself, in order to avenge the dragon in the wind, she abandoned her marriage and ran away, and listened to the words of the Sun and Moon Buddha in the netherworld, so that the demon king left a holy beast pill, and at the last moment sat on the deified wolf-headed eagle and fled. As a result, the return of Princess Emi came to naught.

Changya didn't know how much she spent comforting her, but she couldn't be happy.

Picking up the pink pear blossom on the tip of her sword, she sat down and held it up, her eyes looking through the petals, and a strange sight came into view—

A beautiful little boy in costume stood under the tree, looking around blankly, she saw this little boy, and knew that he was Changya when she was a child, and she was a little distressed, what was he looking for? Not far from behind the tree, suddenly a cute little girl with a round face turned out, wasn't that Yiyi? The little girl smiled at Changya, and the little boy also smiled and ran over. The good girl of Baili bit her lower lip when she saw it, and her heart stinged. The little boy took the little girl's hand, and the two hands were held together, shaking and shaking. Seeing this, she closed her eyes in pain. When she opened her eyes, an old man with a clear skin was holding the little boy with his left hand and the little girl with his right hand. She wanted to shout, but her throat was dry and she couldn't make a sound. Just when she was in a hurry. The bright sunlight shone from the top of the tree, casting a golden light on the silhouettes of the three men, and the old man led the two children into the sunlight lightly......

"No......" she finally shouted, but seeing that the surroundings were quiet, the sun was shining, and the flowers were like a sea of flowers, nothing happened.

She thought back to the fantasy she had just now, and her big black pearl-like eyes gradually moistened. Two large tears rolled down her thin cheeks. She stretched out her fair and slender hands, covered her face, and sobbed.

"Okay, okay, where are you?" Chang Ya called affectionately in the distance, but he didn't hear her response, and called again. "Phoenix, Phoenix. Where are you?"

The good girl of Baili cried more and more sadly, she floated up and hid in the thick pear blossom bushes, her pear white dress was the same color as the flowers and trees, and no one could find her.

Just hidden. I saw Changya stepping on the "floating clouds", while calling "Hao'er" and "Phoenix" to find him. The good girl of Baili saw him in the place where he had just stood, this is the place where they often come to enjoy the flowers, in the past, the two talked and laughed, and they were so intimate that they could not distinguish between you and me. In their eyes, in the silent forest, even the leaves that set off the pear blossoms are joyful.

Today, there are still two people, but one up and down, each lonely.

Changya didn't dare to land with her feet, for fear of stepping on the petals on the ground, if she accidentally stepped on a petal, the good girl would be a little angry, she would hold the broken flowers in the palm of her hand, and said angrily: "Brother Ya, look at you as a handsome person, it turns out that you can't change the man's carelessness." Don't look at it as just a fallen flower, but it's alive, it's as beautiful as those sisters in the tree, how can you bear to step on them, hey, don't move, your feet. ”

Changya smiled and raised his feet and didn't dare to step on it, but where he stepped on it, there were falling flowers everywhere.

"You're still laughing!" the good girl pouted and ignored him.

He had to apologize to her, but she still didn't pay attention, and hurriedly said to Lihua: "Flower baby, flower fairy, I'm a careless ghost, I'm really sorry." Did it hurt you?"

The good girl laughed out loud, and didn't look at him, just looked at the pear blossom in the palm of her hand: "Okay, that careless ghost has apologized, and we forgive him." After saying that, he reconciled with Changya.

Thinking of all this, Changya couldn't help but be stupid: "Hao'er is a flower lover, I haven't stepped on her flower since that day, but she always ignores it, I don't know what she thinks?"

The people on the tree, looking at all this, their eyes moistened again: "You will eventually leave me and go with another woman, and from now on we will be separated from heaven and earth, Brother Ya, it is better to ignore you now, so as not to be inseparable when the time comes." ”

The people under the tree were a little sad, and they all said that if a handsome man had sadness on his face, it would be especially special for a woman to love, and the heart of a good woman would be broken at this time.

Changya raised his foot and stepped on a flower, and crushed it, but in fact, he didn't step on it at all, and the sole of his shoe was still an inch away from the flower, he pretended to grind hard, and shouted while grinding: "Okay, where are you?" If you don't come out again, I'm stepping on the flower baby, you see, the flower baby is going to break." ”

The good girl thought that he really wanted to step on the flowers, stretched out a hand, and wanted to stop it, but she suddenly discovered this secret of Changya, just to trick her into coming out to meet, a heart was torn apart in an instant, as if this season of Xixiang, flowers flying pieces, there are beautiful, there are nostalgia, and more sadness, she covered her face with her hands again, did not dare to make a sound, and let the tears ripple.

After a while, the good girl didn't jump out from the side to stop him from crushing the flowers, and Changya was sure that his good son was not waiting for him here, and he was a little disappointed, sighed, floated up, and continued to look forward.

The good girl of a hundred miles looks at it, and the whole Xixiang is in the shade of pear blossoms, but the flowers are falling more and more, and the flowering season has reached the depths, and the annual flowering season is something she can't keep.

Looking at Changya's lonely figure in the distance, she was in a great mood.

Changya walked through the flowers and trees, gradually moved away from the town of Xixiang, out of the sea of flowers, where the woods were dense, it was really indescribable quiet, so he collected the floating clouds and walked on the ground.

Behind a tree, he turned out and asked, "Xiaoya, how are you ready?"

Changya was so surprised that he didn't know why, and said, "I...... I ...... "yes, the war is over, what am I waiting for?"

"Xiao Ya, the power of the Demon Realm is growing, you grew up in this Heavenly Realm, and you have seen with your own eyes how the Demon King is rampant. The big-eyed Gandharan looked him directly.

"Yes, Master. Bow your head away from the Master's kind gaze.

"The Buddha needs kind-hearted young talents like you and Fu'er to promote the Dharma for him and save more sentient beings who have lost their lives, and it's time for us to go. ”

"Master, I, I don't want to go so soon, the death beast is about to run, and I can't leave it behind. ”

The big-eyed Gandharan nodded, but shook his head again, as if intentionally or unintentionally: "Hongchen is nostalgic, if your heart is not over, the old man is waiting for you." ”

Changya was told the central matter, Jun's face was red for a while, he was nostalgic for his brother, nostalgic for the northern land, nostalgic for a woman, and he was still anxious about not being able to find her just now, how could he give up all this?

As everyone knows, all this was heard by the good girl who felt sorry for him and followed her, she squatted in the grass, and the sky fell apart in an instant, and she was heartbroken. (To be continued.) )