Heroic blood sacrifice, bloody formation.

Space flows, scenery switches.

The dark clouds above the head dispersed, the tide of the sea of blood under the feet receded, the black and red heaven and earth changed in an instant, the grass under the feet was green, the flowers were clustered, the surrounding green mountains were long, and the green water was faint.

On the shore of the lake, there are thousands of winds blowing willows, and there are thousands of sails transiting.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, and the eyes are leisurely.

He Guang Tongchen turned around in a trance, only to see the mountains and rivers, in the middle of the flowers, a woman was sitting on the swing under the flower stand, red clothes like fire, pink face and red lips, she tilted her head, looked at the light and dust, a delicate and shy appearance, but her eyes revealed a cunning and proud, as well as unconcealed arrogance and contempt.

She hummed a lingering melancholy tune in her mouth, and her singing voice was soft and intimate.

He Guang Tongchen looked at her slightly stunned, and didn't know that she was dreaming for a while.

When the girl in red saw him, she immediately jumped off the swing happily, stepped forward and grabbed his arm affectionately, pulled his wide sleeved robe, and grinned, "Husband, you're back." ”

And Heguang Tongchen found that even though her words were abrupt and her actions were offensive, he couldn't bear to reach out and push her away. Instead, let her laugh and fold her arms and be coquettish.

Does she call him husband?

When did this marriage come about?

He looked down at his snow-colored monk's robe and the red sandalwood beads held between his fingers, and for a moment he had the illusion of being in a different world.

Seeing that he was stunned, she smiled again, "Anyway, we will get married in half a month, so I will call my husband first." What, don't you like it?"

The word "Xin'er" almost blurted out, however, fortunately, he still remembered who he was, and when did he have a marriage contract with Huaxin?

"Husband, why are you a little weird today?" The woman in red hugged her arm with the same dust as the light, tilted her head sideways, and her black and white eyes looked at him back and forth smartly, and the smile on her face became stronger, "When you came back in the past, you always wanted to hug me and kiss me happily, why did you stay like a piece of wood today." ”

When he lowered his head and saw her smiling skillfully, listening to what she said about the absurd words of "kissing and hugging", he immediately turned pale, but he still couldn't bear to reach out and push her away.

Seeing that he was stunned and let her tease, she forced a smile, stood on tiptoe inch by inch, breathed in his ear, and complained, "Do you say that you don't like me anymore?"

Her playful gaze embarrassed him. I don't know what the situation is, so he has to be dumbfounded.

And this moment, his heart has turned a thousand times.

Fang came out of the Blood Demon Array, although he didn't know what this array was, but he knew that although this array was an illusion and people were also phantoms, it was also the soul consciousness of a person who did exist in a certain time and space.

And the girl in front of him:

Dressed in red with black hair, bright eyes and bright teeth.

Delicate and bright, a smile is captivating.

It's clearly the appearance of a painted heart.

Although he didn't know which time and space this was, as long as he knew that the person in front of him was his sweetheart, he couldn't refuse her rude behavior.

Even if this is just the heart of the past, even if her eyebrows and eyes are only seven or eight points like her.

And she was just idle and bored, but suddenly saw a handsome man with a dusty demeanor, so she touched the porcelain at random, and who happened to meet the light and dust who "crossed" through the Four Souls Array.

He didn't know about this time and space, so naturally it was difficult to distinguish the truth of her words for a while. She mistakenly thought that he was half-pushing and half-flirting with her.

After a long time, he slowly raised his eyes to meet her.

His gaze was undoubtedly gentle, she boasted of being born in a stunning city, and there were countless little demons waiting for her to touch porcelain outside her house every day, she almost thought that the next moment he would not be able to resist the temptation of her beauty, and reached out to take her into his arms, and it turned out that he just pushed her away lightly.

This is still ...... She was pushed away for the first time by a man.

So, she immediately raised her willow eyebrows, her apricot eyes were round, and she looked very bright and vivid in a flower shadow.

His heart fluttered slightly, but he immediately lowered his eyes.

He twisted the Buddha beads, but the Buddha beads were snatched by her hand, as soon as he raised his head, he saw her holding the Buddha beads side of the head and smiled, "Call me a lady, and I will return this broken bead to you." Otherwise...... Otherwise, I'll throw it into the lake. ”

He only thought she was casually scaring him, but he only hesitated for a moment, and she really raised her hand and threw the beads into the lake.

Because the string of Buddha beads is the heart of the painting in the Qinglou boring time for him carved by his own hands, the best red sandalwood was trampled by her a lot, only to barely get together this string, the scriptures carved crookedly, it is estimated that the Buddha can not recognize what she carved, but the word "painting heart" carved into the Buddhist scriptures is quite Zhouzheng.

Because her name and surname were engraved, she was regarded as a treasure by him and brought it close to her every day.

At this time, the Buddha beads fell into the water, and he naturally didn't want to jump into the lake immediately with the string of Buddha beads.

On a March day, the lake is still bitterly cold.

At first, she just stood on the shore and covered her mouth and smiled, laughing at him that he was really a nerd, and he believed him when he called him husband, and he believed him when he threw the Buddhist beads......

The marriage contract was nothing more than a casual tear she had, and the beads were clearly hidden in her cuffs, and what she threw away was just the ordinary bead chain she wore on her hands.

But she waited left and right on the shore but did not see him come out, she was upset and touched the Buddhist beads again and again, she did not recognize the Buddhist scriptures, and she did not recognize the word "painting heart".

Holding the Buddha beads, the more she looked at it, the more panicked she became, thinking about how he could hold his breath in this lake for so long? If he really lost his life because of this string of broken beads, would it be considered a murder for the demon to seek money and kill him? Will he suffer a catastrophe because of this?

Just for this string of ugly broken beads, isn't it too wrong!

Wandering and wandering, afraid that something would happen to him and he really drowned in the lake, she bit her lip and immediately jumped into the lake.

At the bottom of the lake she finally saw him, first saw his handsome face, and when he looked up at her, she saw at once his shining eyes, which seemed to carry the starlight of the sky, and the brilliance of the whole galaxy seemed to be inferior to his smile as bright as the moon.

At that moment, she suddenly understood that the amorous monthly debt mentioned in the book of the world, she felt that she probably owed him in her previous life, so in this life, she wanted to marry him as soon as she saw him.

She went over and pulled his sleeve and scolded him with a smile, "You are going to marry me, and you still want that Buddha bead to do." ”

He was stunned for a moment, then looked at her and said gently, "That was later, you carved it for the poor monk with your own hands." ”

"Bah, bah!" she immediately scoffed, "how could I carve that thing for you, and it should be so ugly." ”

He looked at her with undisguised disgust, and couldn't help laughing: It turns out that you also know how ugly you are, but many years later, when you are thick-skinned, you refuse to admit it even if you are killed.

Amused by her innocent expression, he couldn't help but relax and quipped, "You have never carved Buddhist beads for the poor monk, how can the poor monk ever have a marriage contract with you?"

"There are today. She lifted her chin and replied confidently, "That's it." ”

He laughed, "Why?"

She glared, "I just took a fancy to you, do you need any more reason?"

The lake was rippling, and her hair fluttered lightly in the water. She was very close to him, and he looked at her carefully, and found that her red clothes and black hair were vivid and bright, but her eyebrows and eyes were young and green, like cardamom that had not yet grown.

He pondered, did he meet her in the prime of her cardamom years?

Seeing her slender figure swaying in the water, as if she was about to drift away with the waves at any time, he couldn't help but raise his hand and gently support her, pretending to ask casually, "How old are you this year?"