The story was over, and the scene was quiet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although Hua Qiluo did not mention the names of the monk and the woman in the info story, Sima Taixiao could also guess that the poor woman was Hua Qiluo herself, and the monk Sima Taixiao could also guess one or two in his heart.

Who was the author of this tragedy? Perhaps everyone has an answer in their hearts, but that answer is now meaningless.

Three lives are fortunate to know each other,

The seventh generation has no choice but to hate parting,

Tens of millions of fragrant flowers are not flowers,

Keeping a promise is not a heart.

This is a four-line poem on the boundary monument of the Flower Valley, but it is the past of the Flower Valley. It is fortunate to know each other, the pain of parting is love, every flower in the valley of the flower is no longer a flower, but the embodiment of love and hatred, all the sentient people who enter the valley of the flower will eventually turn into ruthless dry bones.

But even Hua Qiluo himself didn't know that at the end of the story, there was a past.

The monk who had escaped left the valley of flowers and sat alone on the top of a mountain, his troubled thoughts disturbing him. Sitting on the Buddha, he kept asking the Buddha how he should redeem himself, and kept asking himself how to act. This sat for months.

Under the condemnation of his conscience, he finally made up his mind. If you have already lost the Buddha in this life, you should not make a mistake again and again. It is difficult to fulfill the grand wish in this life, and I only hope that I will continue it in the next life.

Having made up his mind, he was worried about the Yiren and hurried back to the Valley of Flowers, but it was irretrievable. Where is the Flower Valley? The original Flower Valley is at a loss. The monk knew that the biggest mistake he made in his life was not to lose the Buddha, but to lose the Yiren after all. There was still deep resentment and blood left in the place where the Valley of Flowers had disappeared, and he had guessed what had happened after he left.

The monk wept and lamented, but he was still a step too slow.

The monk wandered around for several years, trying to find the vanished Flower Valley, but the Flower Valley was never seen as if he was deliberately avoiding him.

......

"I can give you the knowledge of Kira, but you have to help me with one thing. "Hanakira shattered the silence.

Sima Tai was stunned when she heard this, she was willing to give Zhiyi Qiluo to herself? She is the flower spirit of Zhiyi Qiluo, the flower is her, she is the flower, if the flower is removed, then she is going to disappear?

"Then you don't want to ......"

Hua Qiluo shook her head and interrupted Sima's words, she knew what Sima was going to say, but this matter was something she had to do.

"It is true that I will not exist if the flower is plucked, but I am like the female tree, which should not have existed in the first place. ”

Sima saw that she had made up her mind, so she didn't say anything more, and Sima also vaguely guessed what Hua Qiluo had asked for.

"Please. ”

Hua Qiluo looked in the direction of the female tree and said slowly, "Get rid of her and end my mistake." ”

Sima was relieved, and secretly said, "Sure enough."

Hua Qiluo continued: "I don't have the ability to send you out of the Flower Hunt Valley, if you want to get out, the only way to get out is to get rid of her and destroy the Flower Hunt Valley. ”

Of course, Sima also knew that there was only one way to leave, but he was still not sure about getting rid of the female tree. He crossed the limit to fight with the female tree and lost both, and now he can't exert the strength at that time.

Sima Taixiao told Hua Qiluo about his worries, and Hua Qiluo smiled.

"How could I not know this? But you have a helper. ”

As she spoke, Hua Qiluo pointed to the crazy man who was dreaming of his dead wife.

Sima smiled bitterly, he knew that the crazy man's cultivation was extremely high and he was a difficult helper to find, but he was crazy now, and his combat power was greatly reduced, not to mention, he was afraid that the first thing he would do when he woke up was to cut himself, let alone help himself deal with the female tree.

Hua Qiluo obviously saw Sima's concern, and said with a smile: "The reason why people are crazy is because the divine will is not completely right. Since you have come to find the knowledge of the Qira, you should know the effect of the knowledge of the Qira. I will be fully conscious, correct its essence, and go crazy. ”

"That's right!" Sima Tai secretly exclaimed with a smile, "Then Zhiyi Qiluo can indeed cure Brother Duan." ”

"Although I can cure him of his madness, I am afraid that after he recovers, he will still pester me to send him to a dream to meet his deceased wife, and it will be up to you to persuade him. ”

Sima was bitter, and secretly said How can I persuade this? You have been persuading for 500 years without success, do you think you can win it with just a few words?" "Eh? Wait, I haven't thought about it yet, just do what you say!"

Sima screamed, but Hua Qiluo ignored him and walked towards Jian Wushi.

"Forget it, take it one step at a time. Seeing that Hua Qiluo didn't listen to his complaints, Sima had to give up.

Coming to Jian Wushi's side, Hua Qiluo held flowers with both hands, and suddenly a little spiritual light emanated from Zhiyi Qiluo. The spiritual light consciousness surrounded the sword without style, and then gradually merged into the head of the sword without style, and the divine intention of the sword without style was gradually integrated with the help of the spiritual light.

Not long after, under the integration of aura, Jian Wushi slowly woke up. Where is the sober sword Wushi, where is there still the state of a madman, now he is deaf and bright, and he is refreshed.

He touched his head and slowly stood up, his eyes looking at Hua Qiluo beside him.

"Hua Qiluo, how many times have I said it, why did you wake me up again? I want to fall asleep!"

"I'm rubbing, I don't even give Hua Qiluo's face, it seems that I have a difficult task!"

Hua Qiluo just didn't hear Jian Wushi's words, smiled slightly, and turned into a little light and returned to Zhiyi Qiluo.

"Eh, eh, just threw the pot at me, don't bring it like this!" Sima protested silently.

Jian Wushi watched Hua Qiluo ignore himself and disappear into the flowers, and couldn't help but be angry. He shouted at the little blue flower: "Hua Qiluo, you come out for me! Let me see the flower language! I want to see the flower language! You came out for me, did you hear it!"

However, no matter how Jian Wushi shouted, Hua Qiluo just didn't come out.

Seeing that Jian Wushi was angry and couldn't do anything about Hua Qiluo, Sima Taixiao had to say helplessly: "No way, you have to be hard-headed." ”

"Hua Qiluo, I want to see Drifting Snow, why don't you let me see Drifting Snow? Why!" Sima Tai laughed and cried out to interrupt Jian Wushi's clamour.

Jian Wushi looked back, and saw Sima Tai smiling with a handful of snot and tears, and he only felt a little familiar.

Sima ignored Jian Wushi's eyes and continued to cry: "I want to see Piaoxue! Why are you so ruthless to keep the two of us separated forever? Piaoxue, I miss you so much!"

Seeing the sadness on Sima's face, Jian Wushi secretly sighed: "It turned out to be a person who has sympathy for the same disease!"

"Piaoxue, I miss you so much, do you know that without you, I would be like a walking dead and have no purpose in life?" Sima sat down next to the blue flower, "Without you, what does all the prosperity in this world have to do with me? Why do you leave me alone to live? I just want to be with you forever!"

Jian Wushi on the side frowned slightly, sympathetic, and sighed at Sima and himself at the same time.

"This friend ......"

"Shut up, don't disturb me!" Jian Wushi was broken by Sima Wushi before he finished speaking, Sima secretly glanced at Jian Wushi, and said secretly: "Ah, you must not fight me, I can't beat you now." ”

Seeing that Jian Wushi was lifeless, Sima secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to act.

"Piaoxue, why did you save me? If I knew that the price of saving me was your life, I would rather go to Huangquan in person than be hurt in the slightest!"

Jian Wushi's heart was sad, and what Sima said was exactly what he thought in his heart.

"Before I die, you let me live well and not live up to this life, but how can I live happily without you?" "I have all the words you told me in my heart, and I did promise you to live well, but I have only realized that I can't do it since I dreamed of you in Zhiyi Qiluo. ”

"The bits and pieces of the past are still in my heart, I can't forget and don't want to forget, without you, even if the rivers and lakes overlook the world, what's the use?"

Jian Wushi silently said, before he died, Huayu also told himself to live well, but what about himself......

"I don't care! I want to see you! I want to see you even if I am forever immersed in a dream! Hua Qiluo, you come out for me! Let me see the drifting snow, let me see the drifting snow!" Sima had completely forgotten himself, and his voice was calling, tears falling like rain, like madness.

Sima's appearance is like a portrayal of Jian Wushi, and Jian Wushi on the side was shocked, am I also like him? Since ancient times, it has been said that the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, looking at Sima Ru's crazy appearance, Jian Wushi can't help but ask himself, is this life really worthy of Huayu?

"Ah, am I wrong?" said Sword Silence.

Sima was still crying and roaring, Jian Wushi finally couldn't stand it anymore, he raised his hand and patted Sima's shoulder and said, "This friend, I can understand your feelings, but the deceased are gone, and we really shouldn't waste what they exchanged for their lives." ”

"Shut up, what qualifications do you have to persuade me!" Sima's roar calmed him down, and he realized that he had been immersed in this endless sorrow at some point. "This knowledge Qiluo is really powerful!"

Jian Wushi bowed his head and said nothing, yes, what qualifications do I have? Once upon a time, I was like this...... Jian Wushi finally decided that he was wrong, and almost wasted a piece of Huayu's hard work, but it was not too late to repent.

The scene fell silent again, and after a long time, Jian Wushi said softly: "Thank you......"

Sima was stunned, and immediately understood, the co-authors had already seen their purpose.

"That's it?" Sima felt a little dazed.