In the desert, after Mo Tian, a fiery red Vermilion Bird appeared, and the person above this Vermilion Bird was none other than Zhao Hehuan.

It turned out that when she woke up from her sleep in a hazy way, she seemed to hear the sound of fierce fighting in the Blood Destroying Peak prison. Zhao Hehuan was afraid that Ling Yuan would suffer a loss just after his serious injury, and he was afraid that the guards would not let her go if they got Ling Yuan's order, so he tiptoed out of the window and went to see what was going on.

At this glance, he saw a figure similar to Mo Tian, rescued Huangfu Tianlan, and went all the way to the west. This made her not anxious, but hurriedly called Suzaku to come, and left with a whistling, without even having time to say goodbye.

Red Twist turned his head and saw Zhao Hehuan, and was about to throw it over with a whip, but Mo Tian, who turned back in time to see it, rushed to Suzaku in front of him, grabbed Red Twist's long whip with his bare hands, and asked coldly and angrily, "What do you want to do?"

Seeing that this stranger was also defending Zhao Hehuan, Red Twist felt a burst of resentment in his heart, but because this person was his savior, he had no choice but to withdraw the long whip, "Hmph!" and rushed straight towards the Canglei Sect.

However, the emperor tilted Lan, and when he turned around, he saw that Zhao Hehuan came alone, and all her eyes stayed on Mo Tian's body, and her eyes turned a thousand times. And Mo Tian is the same, but he doesn't dare to recognize each other, his eyes are full of forbearance, and he is endless.

This made Huangfu Tianlan, who has always been the proud daughter of the sky, jealous, and evil thoughts were born suddenly.

I saw Huangfu Qianlan gently and gently hugged Mo Tian's waist, leaned his head tightly on Mo Tian's back, and said coquettishly: "Xianggong, let's go, okay......?

Mo Tian's brows furrowed instantly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Huangfu Qianlan, what are you doing?"

I could only hear Huangfu Tianlan whispering and threateningly in Mo Tian's ear: "Don't forget, if you don't listen to me now, I will pull down your veil, guess what kind of reaction she will have?"

Mo Tian roared and said angrily, "Despicable." He glanced at Zhao Hehuan deeply, and had no choice but to fly towards the Canglei Sect without looking back.

However, in Zhao Hehuan's view, this is not the case.

Zhao Hehuan only saw Huangfu Qianlan calling him affectionately-Xianggong, and holding his waist, his eyes were full of the tenderness of a young girl. She only saw it, and he saw himself, and without looking back, he didn't even say hello, and walked away.

If she hadn't seen the Ice Spirit Cold Sword under his feet, and hadn't seen a silk silk falling from Mo Tian's body, perhaps, she would really think that the person in front of her who looked like Mo Tian was really just the prince of Huangfu Qianlan. And her Mo Tian is already dead.

At the moment when Mo Tian turned to leave, she saw a silk silk embroidered with acacia flowers fluttering and flying to her hand, with two words lightly embroidered with lilac - Acacia.

It was the first time she had fallen into the soup pool, and when she met him, she was left behind in a panic. On it is an acacia flower embroidered by himself, and his name. There is no second party in this world.

When she saw this silk silk, looking at the direction where Mo Tian was gone, her tears burst out of her eyes at once, and large drops fell on the silk, and the petals of the light white acacia flowers bloomed, and a large piece of wetness.

"So, it was for her that we gave up our engagement. Even, tell me that you're dead. Is that ......?"

Zhao Hehuan looked desperately at the direction where Mo Tian had gone, the silk silk in his hand was loosened, and he had already ridden the wind, and he didn't know which piece of paradise he had flown to, or where there was no sorrow and no tears.

The silk silk flew and fluttered, fluttering and sprinkling, flying in the wind, like a butterfly at Mo Tian's fingertips, in this night, disappeared without a trace......

With her forever sweet memories, she disappeared without a trace......

"Mo Tian...... Mo Tian...... Did you really go with her? And what am I...... What is it!" Zhao Hehuan felt that his heart had been trampled by countless horses, and he was pecked by the eagles of the desert, and he didn't even know what it was like to have heartache...... Only the bottomless abyss remains forever and ever......

At this moment, I still thought that it was good that he was still alive...... It's good to be alive......

Is it too cowardly? Or is it already in love to the point of exhaustion......

Zhao Hehuan leaned over Suzaku, covered his chest with his left hand, let the tears flow, and fell straight to the desert drop by drop, until his vision was blurred, and he was so heavy that he fell asleep crying and crying......

And Suzaku also seemed to understand Zhao Hehuan's thoughts, hovering low, making a heart-rending low sound, flying smoothly, for fear that Zhao Hehuan would fall......

The long, suzaku hissed as if to swear to the sky its heartache and anger, and that everything was going to zero. Involuntarily, to zero.

"Mo Tian, goodbye. You are not my beloved, but, mine, my enemy. ”

The wind raised the sand of the desert, rolled up the sorrow of a thousand years ago, fell heavily, and returned to the desolation and gentleness of the vicissitudes of life.

One person and one farrow, in the desert, snuggled together sadly, warmed each other, comforted each other, and became golden sand all over the ground.

Until, in the distance, a white horse crossed thousands of sand dunes, flew over thousands of miles of yellow sand, and leaped towards her from afar!

"Drive-"

"Phew—"

The reins were pulled, the horse's hooves were raised high, and the king hurriedly dismounted and galloped to Suzaku.

The dazzling stars, the blue night light, the golden desert, the warm wind like frost, and the white horses froze into a painting in Zhao Hehuan's confused eyes, and he murmured softly and weakly: "Zhanxuan, you, ...... here."

After that, Zhao Hehuan lay down in Zhanxuan's arms exhausted, cried over his red and swollen eyes, closed them gently, and a drop of undried tears still hung on his face......

From the moment Zhao Hehuan approached his chest, Zhanxuan's chest shook a little throbbing, all the wind and sand seemed to stop drifting at this moment, in his eyes, there was a long-lost heartbeat and nostalgia, many years of longing, at this moment, all lingering and reckless!

This embrace was too real and too ethereal, making him feel that in the next second, this woman would not belong to him......

And the tears in the corners of her eyes, who is it for......

The king had already knelt in the sand, and had long held the woman, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and finally the deep kiss that he had been thinking of for a long time fell between her brows......

Behind him, the soldiers who knelt on the ground watched this scene with resignation.

At the moment of the great enemy, the soldiers who had not seen their emperor frowning, at this time, actually saw the tears of the king.

And thousands of miles of dust came because it was a woman, which surprised them even more.

It turns out that it's not that the harem is not accepted. Rather, my harem is you. You're not here, how can I take the harem......

Zhan Xuan held Princess Zhao Hehuan in his arms, for fear of waking her up, and his steps were light and light. Even jumping on the horse put Zhao Hehuan in his arms, on his shoulders......

"Your Majesty...... Now we ......," the soldier asked, whispering.

"Go back to the palace. ”

"The zombies in the north are causing trouble......"

"I'll leave it to you. ”

"Then the emperor, ...... you"

"Go back to the palace. ”

"Your Majesty, are you going back to the palace alone......?"

In the loud and anxious shouts of the soldiers, Zhan Xuan had completely ignored Zhao Hehuan and galloped on horseback, and went straight to the front.

I only remember that the sand raised at that time blurred everyone's eyes, and I rode alone for thousands of miles, just for the sake of red face.

"Zhao Hehuan. I have commanded in the name of the king not to leave me half a step later. That person, if he hurts you, and me. ”

"The door of my heart, never closed, always waiting for you, comes slowly. ”

"I'll take you into my arms. It's picturesque, okay?"

The wind howled over the horse's mustache and blew the silver tree and gold flower that had been blown all night......

After a cup of tea, Ling Yuan rushed here, there was no trace, the wind, had covered all the horseshoe prints. And Suzaku doesn't know where to go.

Ling Yuan looked at the vast desert, his gaze determined and resolute to move farther away.

"Your Excellency, all the searches have been carried out within a radius of twenty miles here, and there is no trace of Miss Zhao, do you still need to continue the search?"

"Go on. Even if it's through the entire desert. ”

"Yes. ”

Zhao Hehuan, where are you...... Don't be so cruel, it's okay, it gives me hope and makes me desperate.

Hurry up and come out, I can't stand the days without you.

Even if you tell me where you are, you'll be fine.

Don't just walk away like this, no one will find you, okay......

Ling Yuan's eyes were full of worry, he was worried about the days when he was away, the time he was away, and his acacia, would he encounter any accidents......

The wind, howling by, blew across his handsome face, and there was a pain.

But he, he continued to step into the next desert.

At the same time, at the sand dunes not far away, Mo Tian coldly put down Huangfu Qin Lan, handed it over to Hongzhu, turned around and wanted to go back, but was shouted by Huangfu Qianlan: "Where are you going?"

"You know where I'm going. Isn't it?" Mo Tian didn't reply, and said impatiently.

"Do you know what you're doing now? you leave me behind, you're the culprit when I'm dead!"

"So what?" Mo Tian replied coldly.

"Do you care about her so much?" exclaimed Huangfu Tinglan, despite the sharp pain of the wound.

"Yes. I care. I'm afraid she'll be upset. I'm afraid she'll get lost. ”

Mo Tian didn't give Huangfu Qianlan a chance to speak again, so he got on the Ice Spirit Cold Sword and turned back to find Zhao Hehuan, leaving only a decisive back for Huangfu Tianlan.

"After all, you still chose her ......"

Huangfu Tianlan clearly saw a few tears of his own, which fell in the desert, and after being soaked, they disappeared without a trace, turned into a layer of fog, swept the wind, and went away with Mo Tian.

And Mo Tian, who was riding the wind all the way, was full of worry in his eyes, he actually caught the silk silk in the air, with familiar words and flowers on it, and he had brought the silk silk for three years!

"Zhao Hehuan, what do you know...... Where are you now...... Where is it...... Where!!"

Mo Tian's furious roar resounded in the desert, but all that responded to him was endless sand and merciless wind......

The moonlight gradually disappeared into the clouds, and the people on the ground, a single shadow, fell into a shadow, and became a double.

One sword, one person, looking at the vast desert, his eyes are full of desolation.

The eyes are full of memories.