Twilight flowers and bamboo rain, grass pond.

The shadow of the rain, the delicate little umbrella, the raindrops fell on the young man's exposed shoulder, slid down the clothes all the way to his hands, and a string of cold knocks on his palm.

Suddenly, a pink coat in front of him came into view, and a light voice came from under the pale blue umbrella: "Little guy, you have to be good, I will help you find your master." ”

That figure, déjà vu, was like a dream, and Jing Ye's heart trembled!

After Yuelai Inn left that day, he suddenly regretted it, since she kept the secret of her identity, how could she dislike her?

Now that the person was in front of him again, Jing Ye's heart was excited, even nervous, the palms and backs of his hands were wet with rain, or maybe it was his own nervous hands that were sweating.

Jing Ye's lips squirmed, and she subconsciously shouted, "Zhao Xue?"

"Hua'er, you can make it easy for me to find," Mu Wanrong said eagerly when she saw Ouyang Hua.

"Flowers?"

Jing Ye's heart sank, and she was surprised, and suddenly she felt like she was knocked by something, why did she call her 'Hua'er'.

followed Mu Wanrong and broke the conjecture he was most unwilling to face, "By the way, you don't know yet, my junior sister is Ouyang Hua, who is the first in the history of Shu Mountain."

"Boom!"

A thunder sound in the air, the electric light shone, and it seemed to hit Jing Ye's heart in an instant.

He stood straight in the rain, motionless, his mind blank!

I should have thought of it, you are Ouyang Hua!

I'm so confused, why didn't I think you would be Ouyang Hua?

You broke through the four realms, but there was no Zhao Xue's name on the list of martial arts, and that day Xiaopang said that he saw Ouyang Hua, I should have thought that you were the same person.

The wattle leaves were stunned in place, with mixed tastes, cold as water, as if the flames suddenly ignited on the ice field, and were suddenly extinguished by the hailstones in the sky.

"Huh...... Haha......"

Jing Ye sneered in his heart, laughing at himself, it turns out that you are Ouyang Hua!

Ouyang Hua, who was born on the same day, the same month, and the same year in the marriage book.

The Ouyang flower of the caster villa.

That Zhao Yanran and Ouyang Rongsheng, Ouyang Hua!

Mourning is greater than heart death, how many days of the person who worries about the stomach, that name, those warm memories, in an instant turned into ashes, into clouds!

Are you Ouyang Hua!

"Senior sister, huh...... Little Fish......"

Ouyang Hua looked at Jing Ye, stunned in place for a moment, she almost cried with joy, a pair of tears around her eyes, Xiao Yu'er, are you finally going to recognize me?

She fantasized about this scene from three years ago to today, so she was full of joy, joy, and shyness...... Excitedly unable to do it yourself.

Beautifully touched, her face flushed.

She called, "Little fish."

followed by a shallow smile, and called again: "Little fish".

She looked at her wet hair, she looked at his knife-like handsome face, she looked at his moving and heroic eyes.

She was overjoyed, holding the Xuanlong in her arms with a puzzled face, and walked towards Jing Ye in three steps and two steps, her smile so charming.

Such a poetic encounter, she has fantasized countless times in the past three years, or grinning excitedly and completely in spite of it, or a little jasper for a while, or when she sees him, she wants to deliberately anger him, tease him, and see his stupid expression.

Only now, all that was left was joy, as in the inn that day, full of joy, except that today he finally recognized himself.

She said: "Little fish, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and you have grown a lot taller."

It's just that his expression suddenly turned cold, he lowered his head and didn't look at her, and said in a cold tone: "There is Senior Sister Lao Ouyang to take care of my Warcraft, please return it to me, make it convenient."

"You ......"

Ouyang Hua was stunned, looking at the determination in Jing Ye's cold eyes, a little unclear, suddenly she remembered what happened four years ago, full of grievances, her eyes turned red, and she cried: "You don't go with me that day, otherwise I will take you away, after returning to the mountain, I begged the master to send someone down the mountain to rescue you, but the master locked me up, you ...... Why do you blame me".

Jing Ye had a cold face, but he didn't answer, only said, "Please ask Senior Sister Ouyang to return the demonic beast to me."

Jing Ye lowered his head coldly, avoiding her gaze, and happened to fall on the little Xuanlong who was holding Xiao Xuanlong in her arms, the little guy saw Ye Yu, his face was full of joy, and he was about to speak, as if he remembered something, and his little paws were put on his mouth and covered it.

'Senior Sister Ouyang' is such a humble title, and what a cold and other title.

Why is this the case?

Ouyang Hua couldn't figure it out, and cried in a daze, tears hung all over her cheeks, and her eyes were firmly fixed on Ye Yu, as if she wanted to see through Jing Ye.

Jing Ye felt a heart-wrenching pain, and without looking at Ouyang Hua anymore, she simply stretched out her hand into her arms and landed on Xuanlong, wanting to pull Xuanlong out.

It's just that when he grabbed Xuanlong, he found that Ouyang Hua didn't have the slightest intention of letting go.

Jing Ye was annoyed for a while, so he added a little strength.

Although Ouyang Hua cried, she didn't want to let go at all, but hugged Xuanlong tighter, she was afraid that as soon as she let go, the young man in front of her would be like falling raindrops, scattered into mud and disappear, this dream of three years disappeared in an instant.

Xuanlong showed all kinds of strange and painful expressions on his face, looking at Jing Ye for a while, looking at Ouyang Hua for a while, and guessing in his heart, let the two of you let me go, and if you pull it again, it will be broken.

"Senior Sister Ouyang, please return the demonic beast to me", Jing Ye's voice sank, this time he suddenly exerted force, Xuanlong grinned, Ouyang Hua was defenseless, and dragged Jing Ye out at once.

Jing Ye hugged Xuanlong in his arms, regardless of Xuanlong's expression of rolling his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The two of you go back together, and don't say goodbye."

As he spoke, he shoved the umbrella into Mu Wanrong's hand, without looking back, and strode towards the rain, leaving only the crying girl, staring at his back in a daze.

It was even bigger, the wind was howling, the bamboo sea was up and down, the raindrops hit the bamboo branches, the sound of 'crackling', and the ice arrow hit Jing Ye's heart, Xuanlong grinned and glanced at Jing Ye, and shouted: "You want to take the umbrella, look like a dog."

Jing Ye's figure gradually blurred, Ouyang Hua looked at the distant figure, and suddenly rushed out of the small umbrella and cried hysterically with the blurred figure: "Why the hell?"

No one gave her an answer, and the raindrops slid down her hair and stuck to her cheeks, and she crouched down unwillingly, crying in the wind and rain, and the big raindrops crackled on the small pink umbrella in the muddy water.

Mu Wanrong looked at Ouyang Hua crying bitterly, dazed and at a loss, and held the umbrella on top of Mu Yuhua's head, not knowing how to comfort her.

At this time, she remembered the eight words carved by Ouyang Hua on the cliff of bitterness.

There are thousands of bamboos, and there is only one leaf.

......

When I read it, the spring water and bamboo peaks said goodbye, and the white coat was graceful and graceful, naïve and unsensitive.

A curtain of dreams, ten miles of tenderness in the spring breeze.

What can I do, the joy gradually passes away with the water, the old strings are broken, and the sound of the piano is reduced.

Even more Nakan, the green leaves are late, and the residual rain is ruthless.

Hatred is like grass.

Jing Ye was soaked, lost his soul, as if he had lost his soul, and returned to the other courtyard, Du Lao sat in the side hall to cultivate, and Xiaopang was busy checking the gifts.

There was a newly delivered spring flower wine on the table, and Jing Ye didn't say hello when she saw the two, unscrewed a jar of wine, and poured it down.

The liquor entered his throat, and there was a burst of hot and bitterness, and the thorn leaves ignored it completely, and continued to pour it violently, and after pouring it, he staggered like a madman, fell on the bed, and fell asleep.

The wine was sorrowful, turning back and forth, for some reason, his mind was full of Ouyang Hua's shadow, lingering.

Jing Ye closed his eyes and fell asleep, and in a trance dream, he met that person again, but there was another self, and this place made people feel that it was outside the sky, a psychedelic fairyland.

Colorful clouds fly across, misty fairyland, the bottom is a misty misty thousand mountains, some towering majestic, thousands of feet high, some winding, no end in sight.

And the place under the body, as if it is the center of this lofty mountain, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, but see the Zhulan jade brick, green trees and clear streams, a fairy scene in the misty mist.

And on the cliff of this palace building Yuyu, the pear trees are all over the mountain, at this time the jade rain pear blossoms bloom just right, the breeze is gentle for a while, and the pear blossoms are like snow and fragrant souls.

But under an ancient pear tree, there is a fairy in white who is sitting, the fairy robe is fluttering, and the three-foot piano platform in front of him is more musk lingering.

In the flying pear rain, there was a man in Tsing Yi who drew his sword and danced, sometimes taking off his hand to sacrifice the sword, sometimes picking and stabbing and wiping, leaving only thousands of sword shadows in the air, dancing with the snow-white pear blossoms in the sky.

Only the woman's face is peerless, and even the pear rain in the sky has lost its color.

It's just that Jing Ye looked at the woman, knowing that her appearance was as beautiful as a begonia blooming and hibiscus was dewy, but she couldn't see her face clearly, as if she couldn't think of Ouyang Hua's appearance before.

Because of this, Jing Ye thought in his heart that she was Ouyang Hua, and he subconsciously became the man in Tsing Yi, but this dream was too real, as if he had experienced it himself.

At this moment, the sword of the piano ended, and the two looked at each other and smiled, the autumn waves were tactful, the friendship was lingering, and it was difficult to separate, the woman put away the guqin, and he took the sword and took her hand, and went side by side.

Only the square piano platform was left, and the towering ancient pear, as well as the lingering incense of the Ding furnace, and suddenly the thorn leaves were stunned, how familiar the qin platform was, and he seemed to feel that he wanted to walk over and see the handwriting on it.

And on the side of the square piano platform, there are four characters written on it, Jiuli Sword Box.

Jiuli Sword Box!

Jing Ye was stunned, Huo Di Shenhai was boiling, the waves were turbulent, the waves were stacking, and he couldn't help but wake up from his dream, and when he opened his eyes, he saw three familiar faces around him, looking at himself curiously.

These three people are naturally Zhou Tianbao Du Fei is chubby, and Zhou Tianbao said in a deep voice: "Honestly, what is the relationship between you and my fiancée and Ouyang Hua."

Jing Ye was stunned for a moment, and the little fat man said unconvinced: "Third Senior Brother, you just said that you took down the Zhuang Phantom Butterfly, and besides, Ouyang Hua and you have no marriage contract."

When Du Lao heard this, he suddenly remembered something and said: "Before I went up the mountain, I heard a strange thing, the young lady of the Casting Mountain Villa promised Jing Ye, the son of Jing Ying, the flying rain sword of Jing Kingdom, but this kid is blessed, the country is ruined, and now I don't know whether he is dead or alive."

"Don't talk about Jing Ye, Fourth Senior Brother, how did you hook up with the little fairy and tell Xiaopang about it?"

"How can I ......?" Jing Ye said without thinking.

"What's more, the two of you are affectionate, just like my grandfather and grandmother, tearing me apart, you are still fucking high, abandon the umbrella and leave, and leave the little fairy alone in the rain", Xuanlong poured wine and glared at Jing Yedao.

"That is, I saw you and Mu Wanrong Ouyang Hua together in the Yuzhu Forest earlier, and then you left in style, and Ouyang Hua squatted in the rain in despair, hugging her head and crying...... Gee...... I really can't see it, you kid really doesn't show up, you are really a good hand in this, a model for my generation", Zhou Tianbao said, giving a thumbs up.

Suddenly, his voice whispered, and he said mysteriously: "You shouldn't be that wattle leaf, right?"

Jing Ye was stunned, smiled slightly and quipped: "I think too much about you, if I were him, how would I dare to come to this righteous and awe-inspiring Shu Mountain!"

"That's right, that Jing Ye, since Zhuang Huanyu, who was sixth on the Yanzilou chase list, was captured, this kid surnamed Jing has been put in the tenth position, and now the five kingdoms of Shendu don't know how many people are fighting him, nine deaths, and it is difficult to live", Zhou Tianbao said, not paying attention to Dao Jing Ye's slightly changing expression.

At this moment, the door creaked open, Gu Jiuzhen stepped into the door drunk, it was stormy outside, but this drunk was dressed in white and did not get a drop of water, even his shoes were spotless, and when he saw that the three disciples were there, he said drunkly: "Today, all three of you have won?"

Du Fei said excitedly: "Master, I won."

Jing Ye also nodded, and Zhou Tianbao said with some embarrassment: "The last game was lost to Senior Sister Zhuang of Comet Peak."

"What's the matter, as soon as he played, he would admit defeat", the little fat man remembered his spirit stone and said angrily, and suddenly turned to Gu Jiuzhen and said: "Old liar, senior brothers all participate in the martial arts, where did you run away as a master, and you returned drunk, I want to help you take care of things, and I will smile for you when people send so many gifts."

Gu Jiuzhen was stunned for a moment, only to see that the room was full of gift boxes, and only said, "Is there any wine spring flowers?"

Gu Jiuzhen naturally said that the Spring River Flower Moon wine was drunk, and it seemed that he was drunk.

Du Fei took the lead and said: "Yes", and went over to move the wine jar.

"Come and drink, the two boys Yu Xuzi and Guang Yuanzi are still good, they actually led a group of elders and wanted to get the teacher drunk, and they were still a little bit hot."

"Master, did you go drinking with the master?" Zhou Tianbao was surprised, with Gu Jiuzhen's previous reputation, he was the most unpopular among the purple-clothed elders, where did anyone invite him to drink.

"And then?" "And then?" Seeing that he came back empty-handed, since he drank with the master, there must be many benefits.

"Then they all lie down, come, let's continue drinking, we are not allowed to lose tomorrow", Gu Jiuzhen was slightly drunk and lifted the wine jar with one hand, but when he spoke, he looked at Jing Ye.

The rain hits the plantains, it is the time when the spring river flower moon wine and wine are greedy, and the four masters and apprentices are not drunk.

Of course, in the end, the apprentices all fell, and Gu Jiuzhen was fine, after all, he drank more than ten purple-clothed elders in the Sanqing Palace.