Xia Xiao felt that there was still a world in Pu Dao, because the longer he perceived, the more the blood mist in Pu Dao was removed by him. He walked through it, looking for what he was looking for. I hope that on the other side of the thick blood mist, it is Shu Shuang who wears a light blue dress. Since he woke up, it has been a day now, and Xia Xiao has never seen hope.

This blood mist is extremely wide, big and scary, Xia Xiao seems to be lost in it, he can't get out, he can't go to the end, and he can't find the result.

When his physical strength was a little exhausted, Xia Xiao exhaled a long breath and withdrew from this state.

Xia Xiao was more fascinated than ever by the bed with a completely different hardness from metal, and he sat on it, looking out the window at the afternoon, and couldn't help but be distracted. The town is too noisy, the deep sea is quiet, the grassland of the Goulong Bang clan is too lonely, and only the town of the academy, in black and white, stands permanently on the mountainside, like a kind of eternity, with tranquility and yearning.

After three months outside, Xia Xiao finally came back, but in the future, he still hopes that there will be one more person by his side. That person should accompany himself in a daze, practice on a sunny day, take a nap on a rainy day to read, or write a few words and draw a few pictures. Shu Shuang is not here, Xia Xiao has not picked up a pen for a long time. The words that were finally changed at the foot of the mountain are no longer as ugly as before, and it is estimated that they are now back to the way they used to be.

If she can really come back, it is estimated that there will be a great banquet, but I am afraid that she will not come back, and everything will be empty and happy. Perhaps it was because he was afraid of this situation that Xia Xiao never told too many people about this matter, thinking about it was sad, and the separation of yin and yang made people helpless.

Spring is lukewarm, and his mood is bland, Xia Xiao is still lucky, if he really forgets Shu Shuang, or his life is over, only to find that Shu Shuang still has a chance to live again, it will be too cruel. He sat in front of the window, looking at the familiar streets, waiting for a familiar figure to come, and then beckoned to himself, saying that he had not seen him for a long time, and then ran into his arms.

The first person who knew that Shu Shuang still had a chance to return to the world was Xiao Ran, and she couldn't wait to go with Shu Shuang to find Hu Bugui, hoping to get some help. But when the latter heard what the golden spirit beast said, he was stunned in place, not knowing what to say.

Hu Buhui thought that it was very unusual for him to see Shu Shuang's figure, but he didn't expect the golden spirit beast to directly reveal the news that she would return. But how can a person come back to life after death? Although she is a wood warrior, she can disappear directly into the darkness, leaving not even a seed.

There are more and more mysteries, and Hu Bugui stood in the fog, and when he observed Pu Dao, he didn't notice any clues. There is a hidden world in it that he cannot perceive at all.

Whenever he encounters a problem, Xia Xiao wants to find the master and ask him well. About Shu Shuang, Xia Xiao knew about it through the senior sister, although it was very true, and there was not much deviation from reality, but he still wanted to hear it again from the master's mouth, because this Pu knife also had something to do with Shu Shuang, but he didn't know anything.

This period will be extremely busy, Xia Xiao and Xiaoran walked out of the courtyard before they remembered the pearl in their body. The pearl that was suppressed by the entire volcano had a wisp of black gas, and at this time, it was handed over to Hu Bugui by Xia Xiao, and there was one thing missing in his heart.

A pearl is the only harvest that the Dragon Palace has done, thinking of the crisis at that time, he almost died in Haikou. Hu Bugui is glad that if it weren't Xia Xiao and Ah Candle who went to the Dragon Palace, it would be over. People like them are still a minority after all. Xia Xiao is as hard as a cockroach, and A Candle is a faint candle left in the night, which is difficult to be blown out by everything.

When the real evening came, the light of dusk appeared in the sky, and the town put on a veil of mystery and began to tell the story of the past hundred years in the song of mystery, like a requiem, but there was no gloomy horror, only quiet beauty and a touch of romance. Xia Xiao and Xiaoran walked among them, wanting to abandon their troubles and empty themselves. But the Pu knife in Xia Xiao's hand suddenly moved.

Pu Dao pointed out of the town, and suddenly stood up and wanted to be pulled, but this was the first time to react.

"What's the situation?"

Xiao Ran had never seen Pu Dao like this, could it be because of Shu Shuang? She looked at Pu Dao with more joy, but Xia Xiao was not sure, this situation was rare.

"Let's go!"

At the moment when Pu Dao flew out, Xia Xiao followed closely behind, lest he lose Pu Dao, separate from him or miss something important.

In the past, Xia Xiao would definitely not believe that Pu Dao was related to Shu Shuang. The latter is gentle and elegant, kind-hearted and beautiful, but the former is domineering and bloody, pursues instantaneous destruction, and is very bloodthirsty, which is diametrically opposed to Shu Shuang. In this way, what should be the connection? But the words of the golden spirit beast and what Hu Bugui said before made Xia Xiao completely believe that there was Shu Shuang's mind hidden in Pu Dao, and maybe this was the key to resurrecting her.

Hu Bugui said that the Shu Shuang he saw was wearing a red skirt and her hair was only shoulder-length. Shu Shuang Xia Xiao has never seen such a shape, just thinking about it, I feel like she has changed her personality. Although Shu Shuang would challenge skirts of various colors at the instigation of Xia Xiao on weekdays, she had never worn red clothes, Shu Shuang said that she was not suitable, and Xia Xiao did not force her. But that kind of soothing cream must have a stunning beauty in the world.

Dressed in a red dress, with slender jade hands and in front of her abdomen, the corners of her eyebrows are curved, and her fair and baby-fat little face has a charming smile, which makes Xia Xiao want to touch her little face.

Although the red dress is a little unworthy of such a scene, it seems that she only deserves a sunny girl like A Candle, or a more violent existence. But the Shu Shuang that Xia Xiao can think of is always gentle and gentle, she will not get angry easily, she will not easily say hurtful words, she is related to all the beautiful words in the world, and it is the ideal and the most beautiful yearning in the world. It is also Xia Xiao who has killed countless people and seen countless things, but still wants to coax with sensual love words.

Out of the gate of the town and stepping on the meadow outside the town, Xia Xiao saw an extremely familiar figure. The white-bearded old man with crane hair and childish face stood on it holding a Pu knife and looked at Xia Xiao with a smile.

"Master?"

Xia Xiao hadn't seen him for a long time, and ran forward excitedly at this time. Master finally came, as long as Master came, he would be able to know about Shu Shuang. When he stepped on the soft meadow of spring and kept approaching Qing Xunzi, he always felt that the position he had stood in had been once standing.

Xia Xiao quickly recalled in his mind that it was a rainy day, he heard a knock on the door that Shu Shuang had never heard, and came here to see an extremely illusory woman. She held an umbrella, looked young, shrouded in a misty light, and wore a pale blue dress, under which her jade feet were bare, and she did not know whether it was cool or cold on the watery meadow.

She didn't seem to have an umbrella, although Xia Xiao had a good memory, but she really forgot about that day, because it was too ethereal. Like a dream, she found her way up the mountain for herself, but she left in the rain and walked very fast.

There was no rain this time, it was just near dusk, Xia Xiao looked at Qing Xunzi, and when he greeted him with a smile, he lowered his head, and even bent his knees, and was about to kneel.

"Master, I'm sorry. ”

Qing Xunzi came from outside the mountain, smiling kindly, looking at Xia Xiao as if he were seeing his own child. His poor boy fell to his knees, feeling extremely guilty and reproachful, and he showed his apologies, not wanting to waste any more time on formalities, so he spoke up again, saying:

"Master, I have something to ask you. ”