"Mengli, you have to think twice. It's not just about your lifelong happiness. And it's also the hope of our family. Han Mengli's father said with some stalk: "The bloodlines of our family are scarce in the past, and they are even more one-liner when they come to you." Your second uncle Feng Yang has not remarried since his wife died that year. Your father is the only daughter like you. It can be said that you are also the last incense in our family. Although my father doesn't want to embarrass you, my father has to say it. ”

Here, although women are still at a disadvantage when it comes to marriage. However, it is also caused by the death of a large number of male strong men due to frequent wars. The custom of polygamy is also common. However, women also have the right to "pass on the lineage" here. As long as it is a son-in-law and the children follow their mother's surname, it can be regarded as the incense of the mother's family.

Han Mengli didn't speak, turned around and opened the door and went out, walking into the garden she had always liked.

Although it is not the season for flowers to bloom, there are still many flowers in bloom in the southeast, which is usually relatively warm. The scent of the air is ethereal.

Han Mengli walked up to a lily with some bumps and gently sniffed the unique fragrance of the lily. Quietly stunned.

The lilies are in full bloom, and the faint fragrance of the flowers is intoxicating.

The girl's feelings, thoughts-

Looking at the foot of the mountain, it seems that the back of the man in the rough black cloth can be faintly seen. That back, a little lonely.

Do you remember me? Do you still like me?

Is what you said in that letter to me really true?

Although love is short-lived, the days together are numbered. But those days were the happiest and happiest days in the life of this lily-like woman.

In her sleep, the man smiled and moved, all of which made her so intoxicated. The fantasy in my head seems to be right in front of me, right around me. She misses the cold light every day, and she is reluctant to get up for a long time.

Cold light, have you ever seen the infatuated woman in front of the small window of the pavilion holding a scroll, holding a fragrant cheek and thinking about you every day?

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Suddenly, Han Mengli, who had his eyes closed, seemed to feel that the cold light had returned.

When I opened my eyes, I was still facing her the lily that bloomed quietly.

Slowly, a few tears fell from the corners of Han Mengli's eyes and fell on the lily.

The tears that fell on the lilies were a bit like the dewdrops of the city, but they were more like the tears of the day when you didn't see you......

Han Mengli's body began to tremble violently, and she sobbed in a low voice. Gradually, he began to cry

I had already followed my daughter out, and when I saw my daughter, who had always been soft on the outside and strong on the inside, crying there, I couldn't help but feel a little sad in my heart. In my memory, it seems that I also have such an unbearable past. Under the unbearable past, it seems that this is such a faint and dusty woman who is infatuated with love......

There was a sudden pain in the heart, and it was a little difficult to breathe in the painful cold wind. But how could he have cared about ......

"Daddy, I'm going to compete to recruit relatives. ”

Han Mengli opened her swollen eyes from crying and looked straight at her father. On that pale face, there are still indelible tears and unelievable paleness.

"What do you say...... Say it again!" Han Fengxu's heart was even more painful, and he said in a trembling voice: "Mengli, don't delay your life for the sake of a momentary mood! You have to be confident in yourself......"

The title of Daddy, Han Mengli seems to have not used it for a long time......

Han Mengli slowly lowered her head, she listened to her father's words and made one last thought.

Suddenly, Han Mengli suddenly raised her head again. Gritting his silver teeth, he clenched his fists and said, "Daddy, I've decided, I'm still ready to compete and recruit relatives." ”

Han Mengli, who has always been supple and bird-like, said undoubtedly. At this moment, the insects and birds are chirping, and at this moment, everything is silent.

This has a somewhat supple and crispy voice, but it gives people an undeniable feeling.

In the deep woods of the faint Qingyun Peak.

There was a woman like a lily who was alone in sorrow.

Who is dancing alone in that secluded place?

Who is it, sobbing softly when no one is around?

Who is it that endures the torments of the days and nights for a man who has fallen into the earth?

Who is making this bold decision in order to let his sweetheart return safely as soon as possible?

"Hanguang, I only want to dance with you all my life, and I will not feel bitter for the rest of my life. If you don't give up, then I will never leave in this life. Why, why didn't I recognize you earlier......" Han Mengli thought, a pain in her heart. Inevitably, I made a bad plan: "If you and I still have no fate in this life, then in the next life." In the next life, I will definitely firmly grasp your heart and let your heart not be lonely. Let your heart and my heart always be warm......

I really want to live in seclusion with you in the mountains and forests, talk and laugh. Don't listen to the world, don't follow this mystery of cultivation. I just want to grow old with you......"

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I don't know when, the original patterns and red letters on the reincarnation ancient mirror on Hanguang's chest are gone. Only the girl would write the little letter on it, and it was not beautiful to write this sentence seriously, but-

The love between the two worlds is tied to the fate, and I love to cry to the sky.

Sensing a strange cold light, he quickly looked inward. But I saw that one line of poetry, like thunder in the sky, suddenly flashed, and did not leave half a point.

In a hurry, Hanguang only saw the "love between the two worlds", and he was even more puzzled in his heart.

With puzzlement, Hanguang began to cultivate again. It's just that he can't enter the realm of enlightenment anymore because he has distracting thoughts.

Hanguang tried to mobilize his true qi, and suddenly found that he was able to control every move of any trace of true qi in his body. Not only can it be injected into a certain part of the body to accurately and quickly increase that part, but it can also control the true qi in your body to nourish your meridians!

You must know that the strength of a cultivator's meridians can only be nourished through the improvement of the realm, the purification of true qi, or the use of priceless elixirs.

I don't know how many tens of thousands of years, how many cultivators have made countless attempts at the risk of destroying their cultivation talents, but none of them have been able to make their meridians stronger without increasing their realm.

The meridians can't store true qi, and the dantian is the one that stores true qi. Therefore, veins cannot increase one's cultivation, but the enhancement of the meridians can allow more true qi to be temporarily stored and compressed in the same meridians, so as to exert more powerful means of attack.

The attack power of the high and low realms is determined precisely because of the strength of this meridian.

It can be said that he has such the ability to control the true qi of the sky. Jumping over the level, or even crossing the border, will not be a problem for the cold light in the future.

It's just that with the cold light of this creation that fell from heaven, I feel that I can't be happy.