The distance between His Royal Highness and Wei Lingshan has never been so close.

Wen Yu is in his arms, and the room is full of incense.

Then a light cough came.

The wooden door of the bamboo building was babbled open, revealing a long figure.

Wei Lingshan pushed away His Royal Highness in a panic like a frightened kitten, and hurriedly retreated, his pretty face was flushed, his breath was disordered, he was restless, one hand clutched his white sleeves, folded on his abdomen, and the other small white hand held a strand of messy hair from his sideburns, kneading and twisting it.

The two of them hurriedly returned to sitting upright.

His Royal Highness raised his head and looked at the visitor who had surprised him a little.

The lord of the harem in Luoyang smiled, and glanced slightly at a certain delicate girl with red cheeks, and her eyes were full of banter.

Li Fengxian said softly: "Disturbing the good things of the two of you?"

Wei Lingshan raised his head and looked at this lady who had always treated her very well in the palace, biting her lower lip slightly, her nose shrank slightly, her cheeks bulged out like anger, and her peach blossom eyes were full of shame and resentment, and she looked indescribably cute.

His Royal Highness smiled dumbly, and hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Niangniang said that you are here, but the remains of the Six Buddhas will be opened?"

I am afraid that there are only a few things that can make this Luoyang hostess walk out of the Fengxian Palace in person.

Li Yu, dressed in ordinary purple clothes, walked into the bamboo building and gently closed the wooden door on her toes.

"Not bad. She raised her eyebrows and said indifferently: "Tomorrow will be the day I made an appointment with you, and I will open the six Buddha remains." ”

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......

Outside the bamboo building.

The white-robed old fox was lying on a wicker chair, lazily basking in the sun.

A black robe stood in the open space outside the bamboo building, and the wind rose, and the wide black robe hunted and hunted, revealing the slender white and delicate ankles of the woman.

It's hard to imagine that under such a black robe, there is a faint exquisite curve hidden. The coarse linen clothes were outside, and among them was a graceful and pretty woman's body.

The white-robed old fox said thoughtfully: "The day when the Buddha remains open is tomorrow?"

The black robe stood quietly, standing with his hands in his hands, with his back to the wooden door of the bamboo building, like a wooden man, ignoring it.

Her eyes fell on the small slit wooden window next to the bamboo building.

There was a girl lying on her stomach, who had lost her soul.

The white-robed old fox suddenly spoke: "Girl, don't look at it." ”

Yi Xiao'an, who was lying on the window of the bamboo building and peeping with his feet, stood for more than an hour, seeing what was happening in the house clearly, and finally died like ashes at this moment, and slowly moved his little head down from the window.

The white-robed old fox said helplessly: "Girl, I told you not to look at it, if you see it, you are asking for hardship, what is it to cry and mourn now?"

Yi Xiaoan slowly put down his slender white ankles on tiptoe, and his back looked extremely lonely.

She wanted to squeeze out a smile, but found it extremely difficult, and in the end there was only bitterness in her heart.

Finally, her shoulders rose and fell slightly, and her forehead rested lightly in front of the bamboo wall.

The sound of snorting was heard-

Then she wiped away a handful of tears, turned around, and said hoarsely to the white-robed sloppy man on the rattan chair, "What's the head...... Who's your girl?!"

The white-robed old fox was speechless, so he could only lead the topic to His Royal Highness, and said bitterly: "I said a long time ago, that stinky boy is not a good thing, why do you think about it?"

Yi Xiaoan snorted, ignored the white-robed old fox anymore, and rushed towards the outside of the city.

The white-robed old fox sighed slightly, glanced deeply at the black-robed man standing like a pile, and then muttered to himself, "Poor girl." ”

The figure of the white-robed old fox disappeared in place in an instant.

After the white-robed old fox left.

The entire bamboo building was quiet again.

The black-robed woman stood quietly in front of the bamboo building.

She suddenly turned her head sideways, as if thinking of something, and spoke softly.

"It's a bit pitiful. ”

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......

Although Yi Xiaoan has never practiced, she runs very fast, and after forgetting to return to the mountain, she seems to have received a gift from the great Bodhisattva of Buddhism, and her physique has become extremely good, but after a stick of incense, she has already run out of Luoyang City, and then all the way to the north, towards the purple bamboo forest on the outskirts of Luoyang City.

After the battle ended last night, the purple bamboo forest on the outskirts of Luoyang exploded from the center, a mess, extremely bleak, at this moment the outer purple bamboo forest body was slightly tilted, as if affected by the aftermath, the rhizome was unstable, and almost had to be born close to the ground.

Yi Xiaoan's short hair was flying, and her eyes were a little confused.

The purple bamboo leaves in the sky come with the wind.

It was like the night of cutting hair.

Yi Xiaoan looked at the purple bamboo forests that were flying backwards on both sides, and countless pictures flashed through his mind.

It's like a flash of thought.

But it is like a fine pen carved into the mind.

"Brother......

Master said that the sad things in the world are nothing more than one word.

Yi Xiaoan was suddenly a little confused.

Why is she crying?

Why is it uncomfortable?

Why?

She thought of the word Master had said.

Love words.

Love is a word.

Yi Xiaoan suddenly stopped, raised his head, and looked at the Zizhu who covered the dome on both sides of his head and bent down, lowering his body as if bowing.

Salute to a person.

Yi Xiaoan gritted his teeth, then turned around, faced the man behind him who chased him out of Luoyang City, his tone was extremely cold, and he said word by word: "Don't follow me." ”

The white-robed old fox sighed slightly, his face calm.

Yi Xiaoan ran again.

The purple bamboo forest rustled.

Her speed was extremely fast, tears flew out of her cheeks, and Zizhu behind her was hit by the flying teardrops, and then her torso was surrounded by purple qi in an instant, and her spirituality was more than ten times greater.

The white-robed old fox silently followed the girl who didn't say a word and just ran forward, fluttering with his big sleeves along the way, and grabbing the crystal tears that flew in.

She didn't see that the purple bamboo leaves flying in the sky were rising for one person's general trend.

Thousands of purple bamboo forests bent down and bowed, for one person.

It's hard to imagine what a horrible accomplishment this man would have in the future.

The white-robed old fox had a complicated expression, watching the majestic momentum sweeping from behind the woman running wildly in front of him, and the heavenly yuan power overflowed from the purple bamboo forest.

The supreme meaning of the six terrifying Buddhist sects has a vague budding trend in this woman.

Vast.

Terror.

"Girl, you're the real demon......"

The white-robed old fox sighed slightly, looked at the stupid girl who had squandered the Bodhisattva's gift all the way, and silently moved the overflowing trend into the sleeve of the white robe.

And finally in the midst of that great ravine.

The white-robed old fox stood silently in front of the ravine.

He looked at the girl who was crouching in the center of the ravine and weeping silently.

......

......

"Brother......

This is the first time Yi Xiaoan has pronounced this word on the way.

The voice trembled slightly.

Yi Xiaoan clasped his hands and knees, squatting in the middle of the huge ravine, the earth was in ruins, wiped out by the battle last night, and the sweep was extremely clean, even cruel, because even the vigorous Zizhu did not leave a trace of rhizomes.

She finally pronounced the name.

"Yi Xiao. ”

The voice doesn't even tremble anymore.

Or maybe the tears on the face have dried, or something else.

The incomprehensible place in Yi Xiaoan's mind was finally figured out by her.

Why do you feel sad?

Because Master said: "The reason why love hurts people is that when they rub their hearts, they don't realize it, but once they find it, it's like pulling a knife to peel off their bones. ”

Because first cut the bones and rub the heart, and then draw the knife to peel the bones.

Yi Xiaoan stood up.

She muttered softly, "Yi Xiao, I like you." ”

The sound is inaudible.

But he did say it, and told it to the man.

He just couldn't hear it.

But why did this sadness arise now?

Yi Xiao'an closed his eyes.

When the sky above the purple bamboo forest in Luoyang exploded, the most terrifying and tyrannical fireworks.

The world is silent.

I was stunned, looking at the black-clothed figure that fell from mid-air, and my heart was blank.

But she saw the figure of the woman in white flying out with a huge shockwave.

Instantly pale.

Then she finally realized how cheap and funny her liking was.

In Yi Xiaoan's mind, the figure that flew out appeared countless times.

At this moment, the picture of that person finally froze.

She stood here, above the huge ravine, as if she saw the stillness of time and space.

"Wei Lingshan. ”

Yi Xiaoan stood on tiptoe slightly, then stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the woman in white who didn't exist, and then staggered a step, his chin slammed on the ground, and his eyes were blurred.

She struggled to raise her head, stretched out a hand, and slowly rubbed her cheek.

Numb and moist.

Yi Xiao'an Muran looked at the bright and dripping wet red on her hand, and when she felt a fierce pain like a needle, she laughed.

Yi Xiaoan had never laughed so happily that he burst into tears.

Then the laughter stopped abruptly.

Yi Xiaoan had never cried so ugly, and even cried hoarsely.

A strong wind blows in a huge ravine.

The cloak tied behind him made a wild hunting sound in the air, and the wind rope gradually loosened, and finally disappeared over the ravine.

Only a lone figure with shrunken limbs remained.

She laughed and dried her tears, crying as hard as she could.

All the naivety, all the wantonness, all the unreasonableness.

Then fall asleep peacefully.

The dome slowly floated down, and a large white robe was dressed.

Cover this woman.

The white-robed old fox had a solemn face, slowly walked to Yi Xiao'an's side, wrapped the white robe around the girl's newly grown body, and then picked it up.

"Girl. ”

"Cultivating Buddha is the most difficult to survive. ”

"It's the hardest thing to do. ”

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......

The two figures, one old and one young, slowly left.

Furrows that do not grow an inch of land bloom in this land.

And the center is bright red.

Beneath the pit, it seems that something is about to break through the ground.

The blood and tears shed by the young girl seemed to drip into the center of the ravine, deep into the earth, and spread and spread until the center of the earth.

Slowly drip in a large red lotus.

The big red lotus with its closed buds suddenly bloomed in amazement, and the depths of the whole withered earth trembled slightly.

Layer by layer, to the ground.

The pit trembled slightly, and a red lotus bud burst out of the ground.

Whenever the big red lotus is in full bloom, everyone in the world will be amazed at its beauty and amazement.

But no one thought about what kind of poignancy and desolation it experienced when it was first conceived.