Chapter 11 Mythology, 100,000 Years of Luan Kite
in the gazebo.
Monks and Taoists are still experimenting.
Luo Shuixian in the fairy mist, holding a drop of water in his hand, stared at Su Changsheng in the arms of Drunken Ah Jiu, and fell into deep thought.
Hua Shenyue couldn't struggle, so she simply didn't struggle.
Drunk Ah Jiu rubbed her head and sighed: "Xiao Shenyue is jealous, which means that our little Changsheng is too good, but eating too much vinegar will hurt the stomach, and if it is serious, it will hurt others and yourself." ”
"Little Shenyue can't be like this."
That rainy night, she was young and helpless, and she suffered the worst betrayal in the world.
The father who gave birth to her did not fulfill his duty of protection and protection, and abandoned her mercilessly.
The mother who gave birth to her foolishly believed the rumors of the Meteorite Calamity and abandoned her like a piece of.
Childhood pains often need to be soothed for a lifetime.
Even if he worked as a psychiatrist, Su Changsheng almost didn't pull the girl who fell into the abyss back.
Hua Shenyue hugged the silent Su Changsheng tightly, greedy for every warmth on his body.
It was a rainy night, bitterly cold.
But the boy's hand was the most blazing warm sun.
He didn't care about her cold body, and didn't hesitate to take her shelter in the small grass hut far away from the village.
Because of him, she had already crawled out of the nightmare.
Because of him, she was afraid to crawl out of the nightmare.
The world pierced her chest with a spear, taking everything from her, leaving nothing but pain.
And he was her only antidote at that time.
She has never been afraid of death, so what does it matter if others live or die for her?
All she feared was his death.
If he hadn't said that ascending to immortal could lead his dead soul to accompany him, why would she cultivate immortals?
The misfortune of her childhood was indeed tragic, but she had long forgotten about it.
The people who hurt her, the people who abandoned her, the former relatives, she has forgotten their looks and faces.
The limitations of their longevity have also taken away their existence.
In this world.
She has long since lost her hatred.
Opposite.
Now she loves the world immensely.
Because the world brought Su Changsheng to her in despair!
"Little guys, the research of outsiders is coming to an end, are you still tired of being together?"
Drunken Ah Jiu awakens the two people who are chasing the footprints of memory.
However, its grinning motherly smile was still red through Hua Shenyue's face.
"Senior Ah Jiu, does this headband have any effect?"
Su Changsheng always felt that Drunken Ah Jiu could know his movements, which should be related to Shen Kite's purple headband.
"This has many functions, it is a gift of love, a testimony of life and death, and a priceless treasure."
Drunk Ah Jiu stroked the purple hairband between Su Changsheng's hair.
Everything about it melted into his mind like a thousand birds and a phoenix.
"Senior Ah Jiu, this, how long have you watched me."
Su Changsheng's face turned red all of a sudden.
"Haha, Xiao Changsheng is embarrassed, you haven't done anything bad in the past two days, what are you afraid of?"
After familiarizing himself with the usage, Su Changsheng was really a little embarrassed.
The purpose of the Shen Kite purple headband was indeed as he thought.
You can monitor the wearer's body changes, mood swings, and cultivation increases.
If the wearer is in danger, the other party will be the first to perceive it.
After wearing the Purple Hair Band.
Su Changsheng could ignore the golden seal of the head of the sect and enter and exit the Qingyun Immortal Sect freely.
It's no wonder that Drunken Ah Jiu will catch him in the sky as soon as possible.
If you let Hua Shenyue take him down the mountain, you really can't explain it.
Even if he is innocent at that time.
He will also be put on the hat of absconding in fear of crime.
Su Changsheng was very happy, and he was extremely grateful for the action of the drunken nine seniors.
Almost, he was about to get the same treatment as Shi Man.
Thinking of Shi Man, Su Changsheng's face was difficult to look at.
He thought that Shi Man had shown mercy to him.
But it's all an illusion.
If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a purple hairband that resisted mental shock.
I'm afraid that the huge inheritance of the Lord's Seal is enough to shatter his will.
Until then.
If you lose all your valuable waste, you will definitely become a scapegoat for Shi Man and be abandoned by everyone.
Thinking about it now, Su Changsheng was a little afraid.
If it weren't for the gift from Hua Shenyue, I'm afraid he would be more painful than death.
"Xiao Changsheng, I have handed over the control of it to you, you have to treat it well in the future, in fact, their story is even more miserable."
Drunk Ah Jiu sighed lightly, allowing Su Changsheng and Hua Shenyue to see an ancient legend.
That's the origin of the purple hairband of the sunken kite.
It is a myth that is destined to be unproven.
Qingluan is a phoenix born for love.
It's high above.
But he fell in love with a big bird named Shen Kite.
They pinned their affection on each other and built a nest of love together.
You can participate in the once-in-a-century 10,000-year-old Bird Chaofeng in Qingluan.
A brutal blue dragon attacks the big bird.
The big bird guarded the nest, but he couldn't wait for Qingluan's figure anymore.
The green dragon used the feathers of the heavy kite to forge a feather hairband and brought it to the scene of ten thousand birds and the phoenix.
It wants to exchange its beautiful headband for the true love of the lovely Qingluan.
But the obvious courtship behavior made Qingluan, who was born for love, crazy.
Qingluan saw the emotion pinned on the feather hair band, that is, its beloved was worried about it across life and death.
All the birds are running frantically.
The mad Qingluan ignited the ego, and it recklessly hit the green dragon.
Timid and confused, the green dragon eventually retreated in anger, leaving behind only the lifeless purple feather headband.
Qingluan picked up the feather headband that conveyed her fiery love.
Flap your homecoming wings and stagger in the direction of home.
In the lair of dead silence.
Only the already cold corpse of the sunken kite remained.
Its most beautiful feathers were plucked out, and it was guarding that little nest to the death.
It was afraid that Qingluan, who was outside, would not find the direction to go home.
Qingluan lay on the plane tree outside the nest, rubbing her head against its body, whispering its name in its ear.
But the corpse, which had already been cold, could no longer respond to even the slightest temperature.
The headband fell on the big bird without making any sound.
Qingluan ignited the fire of life, which was the most incompelling flame of the phoenix.
It burns itself and allows the fiery of love to melt all traces of it.
It is afraid that its beloved will fly too fast and will not find the direction of its home.
Live for love, die for love.
The fire burned for a full 100,000 years.
The lair of love has long since turned to dust.
The story of Qingluan and Shen Kite has also been buried at the bottom of history.
But in the fire of love, the feather hairband that entrusts beautiful love still floated out.
Su Changsheng has never been in love.
But when Hana broke down in tears, he realized that his deception had never worked.
He weaved a dream of ascending to immortality for the flower god moon.
He hoped that she would forget about him in the boring years of eternal life.
"I'm sorry Xiaohua, I know it's too late."
You protect my life, and I accompany you to death.
You resented me for parting from life, and I hated you for dying and leaving.
Su Changsheng wiped away the tears from the corners of Hua Shenyue's eyes, it turned out that she had already made a decision similar to Qingluan.
It's ridiculous that she thought she would live well with hatred for herself.
"Fool immortal, don't die, okay?"
"I promise you, no matter where you go after you ascend, I will look for you!"
"Don't lie to me anymore."
Little two, you say a word, I say a word.
Don't mention how satisfying it is to watch the drunken Ah Jiu.
Nibbling on the purple bamboo and dangling its short legs, it just needs to show its aunt's smile.