Chapter Seventy-Four: The Dream of the Cherry Blossom Forest
The strong wind slowly dissipated, and everyone's feet turned into a shallow pool, and the golden carp with horns jumped in the pool, happily spitting bubbles, Zhaoxi just wanted to ask, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he filled his mouth full of wind, so he had to stare at the carp jumping out of the water, and then spit out a huge bubble to wrap several people.
"Wow!" Zhaoxi reached out and gently touched the inner wall of the bubble, the place where his fingertips touched was gently concave outward, but it did not crack, Zhaoxi looked at Jiu Su with a smile, and said, "Sister Xiao Su, you see, it won't break, it's great, Zhaoxi has never seen such a bubble." ”
Jiu Su turned his eyes to look at Zhaoxi who was smiling and her eyebrows were crooked, and saw her mouth moving, but she couldn't hear the sound, thinking that she was cut off by the koi spitting out bubbles, so she just nodded slightly, did not speak, and then looked away. Zhaoxi's heart trembled suddenly, his eyes sank slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Is Zhaoxi doing something wrong, why, why does Sister Xiao Su not like Zhaoxi." ”
Zhaoxi's heart was low, she bit her lower lip lightly, gently pinched the hem of her clothes with both hands, and turned her eyes to quietly look at the hollyhock beside her, but saw that her body was hanging in the air, her eyes were slightly closed, and the spiritual power around her body was surging, as if she was adjusting her spiritual breath. Zhaoxi turned his gaze to Jun Qian again, only to see Jun Qian holding a jade fan in his hand, standing with his hands in his hands, but his eyes were flowing on Jiu Su's body, as if he was aware of Zhaoxi's gaze, looked back at Zhao Xi and bowed slightly, and smiled lightly.
Zhaoxi smiled instantly, clasped his hands crossed, put them in front of him, and nodded to Jun Qian excitedly, but his feet slipped, and he fell gorgeously, and the bubbles were hit into strange shapes for a while.
Xiao Di looked at Zhaoxi's smile in his eyes, his eyes were burning, and the beautiful figure under the cherry blossom forest appeared in his heart, the smile seemed to be a warm sun, and his eyes always contained beauty and kindness, the world in her eyes was always so beautiful, he should have the best and kindest sister in the world, but he was still making people, and he lost her.
Yu Di covered his heart, only to feel a throbbing pain in his heart, his breathing was a little difficult, his eyes were dim, he sneered, and whispered a little self-deprecatingly: "I thought I didn't care much anymore, but now I think about it, but it still hurts in my heart, this girl is so similar to her, it is really providential." ”
The seemingly fragile bubble is isolated from the two worlds, while the wind is blowing, while the quiet is abnormal, everyone has their own thoughts, Jiu Su looked at the broken leaves scattered everywhere, but his heart was not wavering, experienced the alternation of virtual and real, true and false, it was inevitable that his heart would have mixed feelings, as if he was confused, and it seemed to be hesitant, but deep in his heart, he was still looking forward to this long road of seeking immortals, the trial palace of the fairy world, it seemed to be testing everyone's spiritual power and adaptability, and the inside was to investigate the true nature in the depths of everyone's soul, the human nature that can be hidden but cannot be extinguished。
Jiu Su's heart turned a thousand times, but he suddenly heard a pleasant flute sound in his ears, the song was melodious and tactful, touching the heartstrings, Jiu Su frowned slightly, thinking about where the flute sound came from, and turned his head slightly, seeing that the rest of the people were also looking around, thinking that they had heard the flute.
With the sound of the flute, the bubble is like receiving an order, the mist rises, slowly turns cyan, and the water droplets ripple around, and within the bubble, you will hear a crisp dingdong sound, like clear water gently hitting the stone wall, and the gentle flute sound merges, into a very beautiful concerto.
The cyan bubbles slowly beat up and down with the rhythm of the flute, turning into a column, and Jiusu's bubbles were the first, and you could see the hovering spirit butterfly in front of you, flashing with a faint light, slowly flapping its wings, and the raging wind around seemed to stop suddenly, the petals were fixed in the air, the branches were tilted to the side, and everything still maintained the appearance of being blown by the wind, as if time stood still.
Approaching the group of spirit butterflies, the sound of the flute slowly dissipated, and Jiusu heard the festival-like music again, revealing a foreign feeling, as if calling for the gods and hikers in the clouds. In my consciousness, there was such a picture, under the dense cherry blossom forest, the petals were fluttering, and a beautiful woman under the tree, dressed in pink exotic costumes, holding a long sword, dancing beside the rippling stream, her posture was ethereal, so beautiful and moving. Jiu Su didn't know who this woman was, but she found that the woman's dancing seemed to have an intoxicating charm. The woman turned around suddenly, and the strangely shaped flower on her forehead attracted Jiu Su's attention, and when she was about to take a clear look, the bubble suddenly sank, and the scene in Fang Cai's consciousness instantly dissipated and disappeared.
The water bubbles went down quickly, and the peripheral scenery changed from peach forest to wilderness, from wilderness to rippling flowing water, and then seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, strange fish settled next to the bubbles, corals of different shapes, and when several people were amazed at the scene in front of them, the water bubbles suddenly sank into a huge water mirror.