Holy Mountain Hao Heavenly Immortal Sect.

"Yu Xiu, you promise me that if I am not there, you must live well. ”

"Yu Xiu, live, you must live. ”

The young man sitting cross-legged opened his eyes suddenly, and a touch of cinnabar on his eyebrows gave people a stunning feeling.

His aura around him seemed to be cold in the polar region, and his jade crown and hair were tied up, and he was dressed in a white lotus-patterned brocade robe, which could show his lofty status in the sect.

Shen Jiuliu rubbed his temples tiredly, stood up and came to the window, looking at the deep and vast sea outside, he took a deep breath, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

He has been in Haotian Immortal Sect since he can remember, and now it has been thirteen years, and he often has the same dream, and he forgets everything about how to wake up in the dream, but the voice that appears in the dream every time is engraved into his brain.

Who that person was, his heart twisted like a knife every time he thought about it.

Taking out the old somewhat whitish purse from his neck, Shen Jiuliu gently touched the bunches of flowers on it, and asked softly, "Senior Sister He, do you know what kind of flower this is?"

Pink Lotus walked over lightly, looked down, and said with a smile: "It's a fir flower." ”

"Cedar Flower?" Shen Jiuliu repeated.

"Hmm. Fan Lotus thought for a while and said, "Legend has it that the cedar flower can bring luck to people, and even if misfortune happens, it can also be reborn. ”

Shen Jiuliu's hand holding the purse tightened, does it represent luck and rebirth?

And what about the one who left luck and rebirth to herself, where did she go.

The blood in the dream stabbed him in distress, and the blood stains on the purse that could not be washed off and the blood streaks in the stone doll gave him a sense of foreboding.

Who the hell was the person who gave him these things, and was that person, or was he still in this world?!

"Do we have this flower in our sect?" Shen Jiuliu suddenly asked.

Fan He shook his head: "No." ”

Seeing the lonely look of the young sect master, Fan He added: "Legend has it that a city surrounded by the sea of Nanzhou is full of cedar trees, and the cedar flowers are always undefeated because of the spells of the people who take care of them. ”

Shen Jiuliu's eyes widened, and he subconsciously asked, "Does that city have a name?"

Fan He thought for a while and replied, "Yes, it's called Guitu City." ”

"Returning to the earth, since it represents nirvana, why do you want to return dust to dust? Shen Jiuliu muttered to himself.

"Young Sect Master, Young Sect Master. Pink Lotus called out loudly.

Shen Jiuliu came back to his senses and said, "Senior Sister He, I want to leave the Holy Mountain. ”

Fan He looked at him helplessly and said, "Young Sect Master, this is not the first time you have made such a request, you should also know what your body is like. In the past ten years, you have suffered heart-devouring pain every month on the night of the full moon, and even the sect master is helpless, but in the past three years, it has been so frequent that it is once every three days, and the young sect master, the sect master will not let you leave at ease. ”

Shen Jiu left his consciousness to touch the cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows, and the inexplicable voice sounded in his head again: My descendants of the Yu family inherit the duty of guardianship, if there is a day when the descendants guard and steal themselves, they will suffer the pain of devouring their hearts every day, and they will rest until they die.

"Rest until death...... Shen Jiuliu's hand holding the purse trembled, what was the heart-wrenching pain he was suffering, what had he forgotten, how could he remember.

"Stay for a long time. A familiar voice came, and Shen Jiuliu didn't need to look back to know who it was.

The next moment, Lily of the Valley was already standing beside him.

Thirteen years have passed, and Lily of the Valley has grown up, and the white disciple clothes worn on her make her more innocent and innocent.

"Jiuliu, you're looking at this purse again. Lily of the valley pouted and said, "Do you think of something every day?"

Shen Jiuliu shook his head and said in a firm tone: "One day, I will remember." ”

Lily of the valley pulled up his sleeves, and said with a sly look in his eyes: "Okay, stay for a long time, don't think nonsense, go, accompany my senior sister to practice swords." ”

Fan He hurriedly stopped him on the side: "Lily of the valley, the young sect master's body is just right, don't make trouble with him, let him have a good rest." ”

Lily of the valley retorted: "I also know that my junior brother is just right, but my junior brother is always cranky when he is alone, so it is better to go out with me to practice swords, maybe I won't get sick again when I feel better." ”

was so eloquently said by her, Fan He was speechless.

Shen Jiuliu lightly picked up the sword on the side, and said with a cold expression: "Aren't you going to practice the sword?" ”

Lily of the valley smiled happily, and the admiration in her eyes couldn't be hidden: "Okay, I know that I love my sister the most for a long time." ”

Looking at the backs of the two of them in the distance, Fan He was faintly worried, Lily of the Valley has always liked the young sect master, and the great elder and the sect master are happy to see it.

But the young sect master's eyes when he looked at Lily of the Valley were completely devoid of male and female affection, and he only regarded Lily of the Valley as a sister who took good care of him, alas, I hope that the young sect master can open his mind as soon as possible.

Outside the Holy Mountain.

Late at night, Broken Leaf City, Xizhou.

The moonlight was bright and slowly sprinkled, as if it had draped a silver veil over the entire Shattered Leaf City.

The bustling streets during the day were quiet at this time, and at this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps sounded one after the other.

A blue figure fled over the wall, at a rapid speed. Behind him, a young woman in a colorful skirt chased after him with a sword.

"Hey, I said Lou Sanniang, isn't it just a pot of wine? Can you chase me for three days and three nights? Could it be that you are in love with me, so you chase me closely?"

Her figure flashed quickly, and she stopped in front of the man, and her charming face was cold: "Falling in love with you? I'll tell you to put the wine back for me, or I'll make you unable to drink for the rest of your life. ”

Yun Youfeng sat on the wall and looked at Lou Sanniang condescendingly, and smiled: "But I've already finished drinking, otherwise I won't be in a hurry to drink it next time I steal wine, and I'll put it back when you chase and kill me." ”

Lou Sanniang scolded angrily: "Bastard!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, their faces suddenly changed.

They all stood up straight, their eyes warily looking toward the intersection ahead.

The footsteps came from far and near, and with the unhurried steps, the man's gentle voice came with a faint medicinal fragrance: "Such a good day and such a night, you chase me, beat and scold casually, Sanniang is so elegant." ”

Hearing this voice, the eyes of the two suddenly lit up: "Rong Xian." ”

The person who came was wearing a purple long skirt, covered with a silver gauze robe, a purple jade belt to tie his waist, and his black hair was restrained by a wooden hairpin, lazily draped behind him.

She carried a medicine box on her back, and only the purse accessories embroidered with cedar patterns tied around her waist exuded a faint fragrance of medicine.

Compared with eight years ago, she has grown taller and more beautiful, and the aura around her body is more peaceful and kind, and her phoenix eyes are soft and smiling, as if she has contained the moonlight in the sky.

"It's really you, Rong Xian. Yun Youfeng jumped down from the wall, came to Rong Xian and looked at her carefully, and teased: "Our Rong Shen Doctor, who can live the dead, is here, and it is really a blessing to see you." ”