It was still a turquoise lake, and this was the third time Twig had been here, this time there were no clouds, no wind and no snow, and nothing but the lake beneath his feet.

Even the ice coffin that was supposed to appear in the middle of the lake is gone.

The first two times, Xiaozhi woke up here, and her heart was terrified, especially the last time, she found herself sitting in an ice coffin, covered in blood, the bone-chilling cold, the heart-eating pain, she remembered it vividly.

Twig frowned lightly and walked towards the center of the lake.

Her steps were extremely light, and she landed on the calm surface of the lake without a ripple.

Twig stood still where the ice coffin had appeared the first two times, and although the ice coffin was gone, she saw a red shadow under the surface of the lake.

Twig squatted down, stretched out his fingers, and stirred the surface of the lake, and the water rippled away, and it was indeed water.

But the red shadow was hidden in the water, motionless, as if frozen in ice.

With the force under the twig's feet, it broke through the water and swam towards the red shadow.

It was a woman, with a slender waist and jade belt, and a wide-sleeved flowing fairy skirt that was as red as blood, quietly sinking on the white jade platform in the water.

This woman, Koeda has seen, in the first room on the second floor of the Tsutenkaku Library, Koeda has seen her portrait.

The breeze lifted the white gauze curtain, the shadow of the sun splashed on the white jade floor tiles, the bamboo leaves rustled outside the painting building, the birds sang happily, and the painting building was covered with her portraits.

Sit or stand, or sneer or laugh.

Or light Luo small fan, fluttering butterflies and playing fish, or brocade clothes embroidered jackets, making snow and appreciating plums.

Xiaozhi remembered that at that time, she was shocked when she saw this fairy-looking woman, and she had a sense of familiarity and intimacy, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it anyway.

Later, in the third room on the second floor of the Book Pavilion, Twig saw her again.

On the battlefield where corpses were strewn and blood flowed, she was dressed in red, her hair was scattered, and she trekked, searched, called, and cried in the rain of blood, she was grief-stricken, she was at a loss.

But at this moment, in the depths of this turquoise lake, she lay quietly, her brows soothed, her hands clasped in her lower abdomen, as if she was asleep.

If she could, she really wanted to drag the cinnabar here and let him see if this woman was her mother-in-law, the Hibiscus Fairy.

Although cinnabar is also in the bamboo basket, where can she sleep in a corner, Xiaozhi doesn't know, this lake illusion, it seems that only she can enter.

Xiaozhi knelt on the side of the white jade platform, wanting to reach out to shake her awake, but Xiaozhi's hand had just touched her clothes, and it was as calm as frozen lake water, and suddenly it was like someone holding a big shovel and stirring it vigorously, and the whirlpool under the water protruded, pulling Xiaozhi to pull her into the dark abyss.

Countless blisters appeared on the white jade platform, thin and dense, submerging the woman in red, and the twigs were shocked in this mutation, and their hands grabbed them indiscriminately, but except for countless blisters that slipped away from the palms, there was nothing else.

The clothes that were obviously close to him just now were gone, and before Xiaozhi could sacrifice his spiritual power, the man-eating whirlpool under the water suddenly calmed down, and the blisters dissipated without a trace, but the woman on the white jade platform also disappeared.

Xiao Zhi knew that the scene in the bamboo basket might have been a dream, so he didn't bother thinking much and came out of the water.

Standing on the surface of the water again and looking at the bottom, I couldn't see anything.

It began to snow again on the lake, and it was silent.

Xiaozhi reached out to catch a snowflake, and the subtle coolness fell on her fingertips, and she had a feeling that the woman just now was her mother.

Her mother should be so beautiful.

The ripples on the surface of the water gradually rise, gently and slowly, silently.

A golden light suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Zhi's eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he had entered the Immortal Mountain.

Although there are many immortal mountains, it is not difficult to find the mansion of the Rue Xiang Fairy, and I asked three immortal monarchs all the way, two fairies, Xiao Peng and Du Ruo, and finally arrived at the foot of the Rue Fairy's fairy mountain.

Since the last time she was humiliated in the Qingjing Xianjun's mansion, she has never been out of the gate, and her infatuation with Qingjing Xianjun has also turned into falling flowers, rolling with the Tianhe River, rushing away.

Her heart has since been cold and dead.

She will never forget that night, when the white dragon grabbed a piece of white jade masonry from the corner of the wall, and when she slapped it on her brick by brick, Qingjing Xianjun's indifferent appearance seemed to be that the white dragon was shooting stubborn stones, plants and trees, not her Rue Fairy.

Qingjing Immortal Jun was as cold as ever, and finally broke the heart of the Rue Fairy.

The rue fairy was sitting under the plum tree in the courtyard, looking at the clear sky outside the courtyard in a daze.

Suddenly, three figures appeared on the wall of the courtyard.

All three of them were known to her, and all three were thorns in her heart.

The Rue Fragrance Fairy fell off the white jade bench with a butt, and when she finally got up, the three of them were already standing in front of her.

"You, you...... Why are you here?" suddenly a fire ignited in the Rue Fairy's cold heart, it was a fire of fear, and it made her tremble.

It's like the fire on the Fog Fairy's Mansion that day.

"There's no way out there, so I'm back. A sneer curled into the corner of Xiao Zhi's lips.

Rue Fairy's heart is about to pop out of her throat, she is really scared, although she has just lost love, her heart is like ashes, but she doesn't want to die.

Not to mention Xiaozhi's mad smile, like a terrible ghost who climbed up from hell, even the dragon and the phoenix next to Xiaozhi, she can't beat it.

Not long ago, the pain of being slapped on her body by the bricks has not dissipated, she thought that she had escaped death, and there would be a blessing in the future.

"What do you want?" exclaimed the rue fairy, holding back the fear in her heart.

"I won't kill you, but after today, you'll be completely gone. Xiao Zhi looked coldly at the rue fairy's hard support.

This sentence was said by the Rue Fairy to Xiaozhi at the beginning, and today, Xiaozhi returned it to her, which is fair.

It's just that she smoked the fairy tendon of the twig, what will the twig do to her?

Rue Xiang Fairy knows that she is in a catastrophe today, she just wants to call someone for help, and someone has to be able to hear it, not to mention that the fairy mountains are far apart, it is the little fairy who loves to fly around the clouds without anything, and there is no habit of flying over the mansion of the fairy friends.

The Rue Fairy has been closed for many days, and it is impossible for there to be a fairy who will come to visit the door.

Du Ruo picked up a white jade stool and sat down lazily, leaning on the white jade table, looking weak and boneless, he raised his eyebrows and said to Xiao Zhi: "Do you peel the skin first, or do you cramp directly?"

He didn't like the faint hue of the fairy world the most, if it weren't for the twigs, he wouldn't have bothered to come.

Without waiting for Xiaozhi to answer, the rue fairy fell back to the ground, and could not get up again, the arrogance of being a fairy shattered to the ground, in the face of life and death, she wanted to hide in the mud, hide in the dirty rat hole, and no one should find her.

She forgot how ruthless and arrogant she was when she activated the Heming Jiugao Formation and tortured Xiaozhi.

The twig leaned against the pillar, hooked his fingers at random, and the limp rue fairy jumped up from the ground, like a puppet led by a thread, and was rigidly dragged in front of the twig.

Rue Fairy stared at her bloodshot eyes, how did this little branch become so powerful?

And then, she didn't even have time to exclaim, her whole body felt as if she had been torn apart, and she was in pain, but her consciousness was dragged by the twig, and every time she fainted, she was stirred by that cold finger, which forced her to wake up and suffer.

Over and over again, the pain went into the bone marrow, until she really became a puddle of mud and slipped from the palm of the twig.

Xiaozhi stared indifferently at the Rue Fairy on the ground, like a child fighting, and said, "You smoke my immortal tendons, and I break your immortal bones, which can be regarded as flattening." ”

Where could the rue fairy bear such pain, and when she slid to the ground, she had already passed out.

Xiaozhi took her into the jade bell on the other side, pinned the small and delicate white jade bell with a slightly cool tentacle to her waist, and then smiled with satisfaction.