Yu Youran is here after all.

In her usual simple and direct way, she broke into Qu Longli's territory.

She was hidden in the sword array, but the vast silver glow could not hide her personal light at all.

"Da-da-da-da. ”

In the distance, the surging white waves of flowers stopped one after another in the sea of flowers thirty miles away from Qulong Mountain.

The white clothes and silver swords are chic, and the wind is clear and strong. The sword qi is exposed, the sword shadow is volleyed, arranged in one word, and the sword is pointed at Qu Long!

"Chirp..."

The Pure Yang Daoists stopped.

But the blue light car was still driven by Dao Sheng, and drove forward unhurriedly.

The sturdy horse did not seem to want to destroy the delicate beauty of the sea of flowers, and the hooves of his lower feet stepped on it extremely lightly, and he did not even have the strength to make a sound. However, the car under the royal blue light car, I don't know the style, I don't know the mood, and I crushed two deep ruts in the delicate sea of flowers.

The light wind ripples the light blue curtain, and the beautiful scenery outside the window floats into view.

Perhaps it is the nature of women that beautiful things are always infinitely attractive and irresistible. The two women in the carriage should not know how to appreciate the so-called feelings, but they were also deeply attracted by the hundreds of miles of verdant flowers and the endless blue waves outside the window. Even the crazy woman, who has always been ruthless and clueless, couldn't help but open her pale eyes a little bit at this time, and she could see it fascinatingly.

Yu Youran said: "He's really boring. ”

Mo Yan said: "Qianli said that he understands emotions. ”

Yu said leisurely: "The mood itself is a boring thing. ”

Mo Yan said: "But it's worth stopping for a moment." ”

"A moment is superfluous. ”

"But you're looking. ”

"I'm smelling it. ”

"Where's the incense?"

"Stamens. ”

“......”

Whispering, a bit quiet.

Until the carriage drove out of the distance, and came to a stop at the flowers outside the green shirt.

The passer-bye who was driving knocked on the wooden door twice, and only then did the two women in the carriage gradually come back to their senses.

"Click..."

The pale and withered palm gently pushed the willow door open.

A heartfelt chill blew out from behind the door, instantly cooling the temperature of the sun.

Yu Youran wore a white gauze hat and walked out of the carriage first, followed by Mo Yan. It's just that Mo Yan stepped out of the car and stopped, and didn't follow him anymore, only allowing Yu Youran to walk alone to the desk set up a hundred feet away.

The green fields are leisurely, and the soft breeze is fluttering.

The white clothes are full of snow, like a wisp of frost falling from the sky.

Frost has never been afraid of the sun, and it seems that he has never taken his life and death seriously.

The big war is imminent, and the two armies face each other, going deep into the enemy's hinterland like a leisurely stroll, not afraid of whether there is a murderous opportunity hidden in the sea of flowers.

It's not like this once...

Xia Xun asked, "Have you eaten lunch?"

Yu leisurely replied: "I ate it." ”

"Let's have some more pastries. ”

"It depends on the mood. ”

"Heh..."

Yu leisurely walked out of Baizhang along the sea of flowers, came to the desk, and then sat down quietly.

The heat is gone, and it is cold in an instant. After resting for a while, Yu leisurely took off the hat he was wearing and placed it on the side.

Xia Xun talked lightly, and at the same time took out a wooden box from under the desk and opened it, and then casually placed the pastries inside on the desk.

"Chilled cucumber with beef, salted cabbage, honey peach crisp, double skin milk. There's always something you like for the four dishes, so even if you don't like it, feel free to eat it, I don't have anything else to entertain you. Xia Xun's words were neither salty nor light, but it was not difficult to hear the displeasure in his heart.

Yu Youran didn't answer, his miserable white eyes, like a corpse that had been dying suddenly for a long time, looked coldly at the sea of flowers in the distance. The temperature of the sea of flowers there is as usual, there are butterflies dancing, there are yellow flower petals fluctuating with the wind, and the sun is warm and caring for every wisp of fresh air.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at the flowers. ”

"The flowers are beautiful, aren't they?"

“......”

Yu Youran was silent and didn't answer, as if he wanted to admit it but was embarrassed to speak.

Xia Xun followed Yu Youran's gaze and looked into the distance...

After waiting for a while, seeing that Yu Youran was still shutting up, he said meaningfully and slowly: "Beautiful, it must be beautiful." But the beauty is not the flowers, but the atmosphere of this sea of flowers. They are sown and ground in my hands, take root and sprout, grow towards the sun, carefree, uncontentious, rooted in the earth only to stretch the branches and leaves, and are spotlessly pure. In contrast, the living beings of the world are trapped by the six desires, troubled by everything, and surrounded by worries, hatred, hatred, hatred, and loss every day. And this place is like a world away, and it is naturally beautiful. ”

The pale pupils glowed with a faint soft light.

Yu Youran thought for a moment, and instead asked, "It is said that this sea of flowers was planted by you for peony?"

"Yes. Xia Xun said.

"What do you mean?"

"The law is born from the heart, and you can say whatever you want. ”

"What do you want to say?" Yu Youran asked pointedly.

Xia Xun smiled faintly, put his hands lightly in front of his knees, and said, "Feel free to do it, feel at ease." ”

"A few days ago, my fiancée wrote to me saying that the Tianshan Mountains were in bloom. Red roses, yellow wild chrysanthemums, white lilies, jasmine, roses, phalaenopsis, tulips, bloom all over the Tianshan Wilderness, beautiful. There are countless people who go there every day. I'm not in Yueyang, and I can't see that spectacular scene, so I'm really sorry. In desperation, he had to do it himself, let people find some easy-to-grow cauliflower seeds from Anta, and then made such a sea of flowers blindly. You're going to find this boring, right?"

“......”

White eyes, stiff blinking eyelids.

The cool breeze blew, and the pale silk brushed the white robe, and it was impossible to tell whether it was hair or fluff.

The yellow flowers are scattered, the petals are finely broken, scattered in the wind, and float in the ground.

"No matter how beautiful it is, she can't see it, what's the point?"

"She can see it. ”

"What do you think?"

Xia Xun raised his hand, took the two wooden bowls, and then lifted the piece of paper covering the wooden bowls: "My painting skills are average, but I have some skills since I was a child." Since the day Qu Long sowed the seeds, I have been painting a white drawing every day. or scenery, or grass seedlings, or people and things, rain or shine, day after day. That way, she can see things here through my paintings. No matter how bad things get, it can always make up for the regret that I am not in Yueyang and she is not there. ”

"Sha..."

Yu Youran withdrew his gaze from afar, and took the wooden bowl and spoon handed over from Xia Xun's hand. Pale slender fingers hold the wooden spoon and gently stir the milk in the bowl.

There is an icy smell flowing in the quiet, which always makes people feel indescribably weird. Just like the cold plum blooming in the hot summer, it is abrupt and has a different kind of coldness at the same time.

Yu Youran said: "But the regrets of you and her are far more than the current sea of flowers. ”

"You mean that hexagram?"

"I know why ask. ”

"You seem to know a lot. ”

"The number of fates is determined by heaven. ”

"Hehe..."