"Fengjun ......" Xuan Se saw that he wanted to speak a little and stopped.

The sycamore tree shook the leaves, and there was a lot of wind outside, and the night was blue, and the mist in the tea made everything seem a little unreal.

"You say."

The originally harmonious atmosphere was finally destroyed by his words. But...... Sooner or later, it will come.

"The spies sent by Xuanse to Qingqiu Mountain returned to retrieve the memories of the Qingqiu clan up and down. Mrs. Fengjun seems to have been this plain appearance from the past.

Probably, probably......"

A complicated look flashed in his golden eyes, and even he didn't notice such an emotion. The phoenix dove subconsciously clenched her fists, as if sighing, like sorrow, and like joy.

Although he had already guessed the ending, he always felt that it shouldn't be like this.

"Qing Wei is not her, so she is not."

Qing Wei's special temperament can't be found in the Three Realms.

Qing Wei is Qing Wei,

She's her,

That's it, too.

From such simple words, Xuan Se sensed a trace of loneliness. He didn't say much in his cold heart, no matter how good Mrs. Fengjun was, but Fengjun had been looking for that woman in the world for thousands of years.

Thousands of years in the human world are no better than the fairy world.

Their relationship that they shouldn't have will end before it sprouts.

The phoenix dove gently swiped the tea cup, and the evil phoenix eyes kept staring at the sycamore swaying in the wind, and his heart seemed to be swaying with the wind.

"Xuanse," he said lightly, "I think, let's make sure, is it okay." ”

Nirvana at that time,

Nirvana is rebirth, and to be reborn means to forget everything.

The sporadic memories he could leave behind in that kind of firelight were pitiful...... There is no trace to be found.

He doesn't like Qingwei, nor does he miss her,

It's just that......

It's just that......

Xuan Se nodded respectfully: "Everything depends on Fengjun's will." ”

……

——Cute pet enemy: Lord Fox King begs to be let go——

Qing Wei had nothing to do and walked around the fairy forest.

The immortal tung forest is just an ordinary forest, in fact, on the thick plane tree hugged by eight people, pavilions and pavilions were built one bank after another.

Exquisite carving, smeared with gold lacquer, when the sunlight shines slightly, the eaves are bent and hooked with a piece of gold, dazzling.

There are also wide waterfalls behind the back, blue and secluded pond water, which are all real mountains, real water, real stones, different shapes, can be described as a ghostly workmanship.

On top of the natural forging, and transplant a lot of rare flowers such as green oysters that bloom for 10,000 years, no matter what kind of climate this fairy tree forest is, there are always flowers in full bloom throughout the year, and they are not the same.

It is said that some of them are still rare ice flowers that were moved from Kunlun Yao Pond for thousands of miles, regardless of the manpower and logistics costs, on the rarity of this flower. It makes countless people feel that their purse is tight, which is really extravagant!

When Qing Wei was thinking about whether to pull out the ice seed and stew the meat, a soft female voice came from the other side of the pond, and the voice was surprisingly pleasant, like a yellow warbler out of the valley: "I heard that Your Excellency is Qing Wei, Qing Vice General." ”

For a long time, no one called her Vice Admiral Qing, and I still felt a little nostalgic when I heard this. She immediately turned around and smiled: "Dare to ask Your Excellency ......"

Before he finished speaking, Qing Wei choked when he saw someone coming, frowning and speechless.

Such a face that was almost familiar and could not be more familiar appeared in front of her.

The person who came had a white pointed chin, wore a wisteria pattern placket, dragged the floor in a smoky and hazy fairy dress, and wore a jade-colored smoke veil rain flower brocade.

The delicate ink silk is curled into a chic Ruyi high bun, and in the cloud temples that are gently and slowly pulled, there are magnolia flowers obliquely inserted from nowhere, and the hand with skin like clotted fat wears a jade bead with a golden chun, and the waist is tied with a half-moon water wave silk silk.

A pair of jade feet kick colored milk cigarette satin beaded shoes, and the whole person is like a fair lady who has captivated the country and the city.

She bent her eyes, smiled delicately, and bowed: "Sister, long time no see." ”

…… Green Aoi.

How could she be here?