The flowing waterfall is turbulent and agitated, slapping stones against the shore, pouring thousands of miles, and it seems to be the same. It's just that at that time, she was a single figure, carrying the world in her arms, and now, with her fingers intertwined, heart to heart, she is no longer a person, she still has the world in her heart, but there is one more him.

Luo Yaozhan and Mo Siqing looked at each other and smiled, and the tenderness in their eyes seemed to make people drown. Holding each other's hands tightly, they both flew through the curtain-like water curtain, not touching a drop of water, like a dust.

"Senior brother, you are here. ”

A morning glow fell into the wilderness. In the morning glow, the smile of the jade son is as warm as the east wind, and the red little lonely fox in his arms is still asleep, repeating the same dream with him in his dream.

"Ye Luo, you are really different from what I saw in Qingyin. Luo Yaozhan's heart warmed slightly.

"Thanks to what Xianjun said that night, I was able to seize this last chance. Fortunately, it came in a hurry. ”

"Just call me Yaozhan. ”

"Looking at the way you are now, you know that you are doing well. Mo Siqing said.

"Senior brother, it's not the same. Ye Luo's eyes lingered on the two of them, and he saw his own appearance from Mo Siqing's eyes, "Sit in the bamboo house, please." ”

In the small bamboo house, the screen window is semi-transparent, the sandalwood is wafering, there is a pot of tea on the table, and the heat wave is frivolous.

"Let me see the red snow. Luo Yaozhan said

Ye Luo gently stroked the little red fox, his eyes soft and affectionate.

"Good. ”

Luo Yaozhan took the little fox, formed a soft light mask between her hands and floated it in the air, and the light between her right fingers was a little bright, and it shot into her body. She closed her eyes slightly, felt carefully, and after a long time, opened her eyes.

"How?" the little red fox slowly floated into Ye Luo's arms. ”

"I can save her, and you. Luo Yaozhan said quietly, and a word stirred up a thousand waves, "But, you have been an ordinary mortal from now on, suffering from reincarnation, the pain of life and death." Would you like to do the same. ”

"So what, Yaozhan. In the past, I only said the right way of heaven and earth, Lang Lang Qiankun, and abided by the responsibility of the so-called immortal monarch. However, after all this, I suddenly realized that no matter how beautiful the years are, if there is no beloved to accompany me to sing, how can I sing and dance. ”

Mo Siqing was a little stunned, but her face was silent.

Among the blood-colored flowers, Luo Yaozhan's white hair is better than snow, scattered with the wind, and her aqua blue eyes are faintly purple, like a sea of stars, terrifying. The majestic fairy qi gushed out, the surrounding wind condensed, whistling wantonly, rolling up crimson petals and dancing wildly in mid-air, like a beautiful doomsday storm. I saw a flash of purple light, Ye Luo and Chixue both left the ground and took off, two mysterious and pure brilliance wrapped a person and a fox, a half-opened lotus flower phantom flashed, and the same red mark appeared at the center of the eyebrows of the two people, like a winged bird, flying in the sky.

Luo Yaozhan suddenly withdrew her immortal power, the lotus phantom dissipated, and the color of her hair and eyes changed back to ink. Then he shook Mo Siqing's hand and quietly retreated to the depths of the sea of flowers.

Chixue turned into a human form at a speed visible to the naked eye, from head to toe, until the foxtail disappeared, the girl in red was still thrillingly beautiful, with a faint light between her eyebrows.

Chixue slowly opened her eyes, her scattered eyes condensed into focus, and when she saw everything around her clearly, and when her eyes touched that person, she had fallen into a warm embrace.

"Ah Xue, I'm back. ”

Ye Luo's eyes were slightly moist, and his warm smile was still like the first time he saw him in the past, like a ray of morning light lighting up the gray loneliness.

Chixue looked at everything in front of her in disbelief, and a tear slipped quietly, falling in the depths of the sea of flowers, blooming a fragrant flower.

"Brother Ye?"

The red snow broke into laughter, like fire and the moon. In the next second, her eyes dimmed again, she shook her head lightly, and smiled self-deprecatingly:

"How stupid, he doesn't even want you anymore, and he still misses him. ”

"Fool, I'm back, I'm back!"

In the center of the sea of flowers, the moist temperature circulates and lingers between the lips and teeth of the two. Like glue and paint, flying like wings, flying all over the city, lovesickness becomes a disaster.

On the other side of the sea of flowers, it is still as white as blood, and it is shocking. Luo Yaozhan raised her head slightly, and the blue sky and clouds in the sky were winding and flirtatious.