She could only tremble and smile reluctantly: "Wan Huajun likes this thing, it is the blessing of the servant." ”

"Hmm." Wan Huajun saw that this servant was quite sensible, and responded lightly, his eyes staring at the unreachable coast.

Wu sighed to himself, "Alas, sin yo. ”

From the accidental appearance of the Peep Heaven Realm, to the final Peeping Heaven Realm, the "immortal body" could not continue to live because it was not sucked, and the immortals fought indiscriminately, and the law qi collided and shattered.

It seems that this is the end of a trivial matter.

……

——Jinhuan Palace——

Qing Wei held the bronze mirror in his hand, sat in front of the dressing mirror, and looked at the cloud sideburns with a sad face.

Since she was unharmed, she was settled by Wanhua Jun in this small Jinhuan Palace. The Jinhuan Hall is not big, but there are countless sonorous purple pansies planted around it.

The wrinkles on each petal are just right, and the core is slightly yellow, revealing a little fragrant. If the wind blows, the whole room is filled with a refreshing smell.

Wan Huajun said that pansies were brought from the world and had not been cultivated by immortals.

Qing Wei couldn't help but sigh secretly, thinking about the beauty of the human world.

A few hours after returning from the flood wilderness, Yun Yin and Feng Jiu always scuffled together. And Qiqi and Qiqiao, because they haven't seen her for a long time, jumped up and cried as soon as they met.

She was upset, so she shut them out and didn't let any of them in.

If it was ordinary, she would definitely comfort and comfort her, but after returning from the flood, her body was different.

He always looked restless.

I remembered Yun Yin again......

She especially remembered that day, Yun Yin said that suddenly she was beautiful, and she was still surprised, and she would go back to the house to take a look. The body is still the same body, and the skin is still the same skin.

Nothing has changed.

Then she really didn't understand, why Yun Yin saw her eyes with an instant amazement?

Could it be ......

It was when the Heavenly Realm shattered, and he was blinded by this suddenly shattered lens?!

Qing only slapped him, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it should be so. If Yun Yin hadn't been blinded, how could he have said such foolish words.

She thought it was ......

Her face is back.

Qing Wei looked at the few eyebrows in the bronze mirror, like the color of the mountains and forests, a casual glance is in the eyes, but if you think about it carefully, it is extremely easy to forget - this is the most ordinary ugly face in Qingqiu.

She laughed at herself, put the bronze mirror back in its place, straightened her shirt, and never looked at it again.

But his thoughts drifted out leisurely......

……

……

A long time ago,

……

It was a fine day, the grass was growing, and it was a good time to fly a kite, although the wind was blowing and the weather was a little hot. But the war she led is about to be won, and she can't be in a bad mood.

Everywhere there are flowers blooming all over the ground, and the fallen flowers are colorful.

Only Qingqiu,

Qingqiu was shrouded in rolling dark clouds, and a huge area of haze lingered, and even the large fields of peach blossoms in the peach and plum forest withered with it. The withered flower bones, alone on the dry branches, fell one by one with the cold wind.

A peachy color of falling English, but now it is covered with gray.

If you can see a little color in it, it will be as red as blood.

In the green hills, the sound of the stream rushed in, with a hint of cruelty, slapping the sand and gravel on the riverbank.

The green hill in my memory is not the clear water and blue sky, the peach powder and the pool, but the gray tears suppressing the pouring blood, flowing rapidly, turbulent and cold.

There was silence all around,

She carried a halberd, and the brown cowhide soft boots stepped on the peach petals, but the touch of stepping on it was like crushing dead branches and leaves, with the crispness and desolation of heartbreak.

There was silence, and there was only a little sound, which was her own rapid breathing and the violent heartbeat.

"—Ah Kui, Ah Kui! Where are you? ”