The end of the Western Kingdom is filled with the outline of the evening sun.
Si Ming and Lu Jianwen quietly disappeared. When Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er returned to the Three Thousand World to watch the sunset, the world was so quiet that it seemed like they were the only two.
The three thousand worlds are bubbles filled with orange-red light.
They floated in it, feeling no weight on their bodies, like whales swimming in the water, undulating gracefully.
Zhao Xiang'er had long hair. At this moment, she changed into Xi He's phoenix skirt and put on the 'Thousand Folds Fragrance'.
This is her preferred dress.
The luxurious dance skirt half exposed the jade back, sticking thinly to the skin. The upper body was a white dress embroidered with gold flowers. The snow-white ribbon simply tied the slender waist. Below it was a camellia-like tiered skirt, soft and soft. The fabrics are staggered and laid out, blending elegance and modesty.
This was Zhao Xiang'er's clothes when she was holding Cangluan and swordplaying with Ning Chang. At that time, she was standing in the palace, holding the sword gracefully, like a peerless singer in gorgeous clothes.
Today, the girl didn't even wear embroidered shoes, and was only wrapped in extremely thin ice silk stockings. She stepped lightly on the void, her movements as light as a singer's fingers playing with the strings.
Ning Jiujiu's white clothes fluttered with her. He held her soft hand and looked at the girl's profile, always lost in thought for a long time.
The figures of the two people stopped leisurely.
"This is the center of the Three Thousand Worlds."
Zhao Xianger said this while facing the huge sunset.
The world looked like a huge kingdom against the backdrop of the setting sun, but they seemed extremely small in the midst of it.
Zhao Xiang'er's thoughts moved slightly, a cloud floated over, and they sat on the cloud together.
Ning looked at this mysterious and boundless world for a long time and asked, "Is this a world created by Suzaku with his authority?"
Zhao Xiang'er shook his head and said: "At first I thought this was a world fabricated by Suzaku with authority, but now I feel more and more that it is mine."
Ning looked at her for a long time and asked, "Is this Xiang'er's ability?"
Zhao Xianger said: "Maybe it's part of the ability."
"Part of it?"
"Well, when I met and interacted with you recently, I remembered more and more things." Zhao Xiang'er slowly recalled, "Many, many years ago, you said that real power was born in my body, but at that time I haven’t mastered it yet.”
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "I can't remember clearly."
He has been reincarnated far more times than Zhao Xianger, and the wear and tear of his memory is much more serious. Even if the meeting of the two is a key, it may not be able to open all rusty locks.
Zhao Xiang'er said with regret and guilt: "However, until I lost to Suzaku in the end, it seemed that I could not awaken my true power."
Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Xian'er in the previous life was really weak."
Zhao Xianger gritted her teeth and said, "Although you are telling the truth, this is the Three Thousand Worlds, so you have to be careful what you say."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "Your Highness, please continue."
Zhao Xiang'er hummed slightly and said, "In short, I feel that this power is related to the real authority of space."
"space?"
"Um."
There are many kinds of authority in space. Jiuying Yanqi also controls space, but that kind of space is absolute space, which seems different from what Zhao Xiang'er said.
The space she recognized was a mysterious and mysterious relative space-time constructed together with time.
"What do you think the authority of the God Lord is based on?" Zhao Xianger suddenly asked about this matter.
Ning Jiujiu discussed this matter with Lu Jianjiao, and he replied: "I guess it is based on the strongest desire of the god master. For example, the six-eared macaque's power is a mirror. It is because he knows that he is weak and wants to become his father. For such a powerful god, the only shortcut is to copy, so the Dark Lord gave it a 'mirror'."
Zhao Xiang'er nodded and said, "I have similar thoughts. I think this is likely to be the main reason for the formation of authority."
Ning looked at her quietly for a long time, waiting for her to continue.
Zhao Xiang'er also looked at him, "Suzaku's authority is 'the world'."
Ning Changjiu's expression moved slightly, "She longs for the world?"
world…
Ning Jiujiu understood her thoughts immediately: "What she wants is the Three Thousand Worlds?"
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the sunset again, and the three thousand worlds looked gentle in the sunset.
"I lost to Suzaku. Suzaku wanted to get my ability about the 'Three Thousand Worlds', but for various reasons, she couldn't usurp it." Zhao Xianger expressed her guess:
"Over the years, she seems to have been longing for this power, so she made a deal with Master, asking Master to resurrect me with the power of 'life', and using Jiu Yu as my acquired spirit. She hoped to use the Suzaku illusion to inspire me My potential allows me to personally awaken the power of three thousand worlds, and then let Jiuyu snatch this power away."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "But Zhuque obviously underestimated Xiang'er's power in this life."
Zhao Xiang'er shook her legs, moved her head slightly, and said, "Master saved me, otherwise it might be Jiuyu who walked out of the Suzaku illusion, not me."
The wind from the Three Thousand Worlds blew, and the girl's thousand-fold incense swayed in the wind.
Ning looked at her quietly for a long time and said, "It doesn't matter. As long as Xiang'er's soul remains alive, I can always find you."
Zhao Xiang'er pursed her lips, looked at him, and said quietly: "You invited me to watch the sunset, and why are you watching me all the time?"
Ning Changjiu said: "The sunset is certainly beautiful, but the scenery always pales in comparison."
Zhao Xiang'er resolutely grabbed a cloud from beside her, kneaded it up like cotton, shook it in her hand, and said: "If you dare to coax me with sweet words again, I will stuff this into your mouth!"
"Where are the sweet words?" Ning Jiujiu said innocently.
"I don't believe you." Zhao Xiang'er said coldly: "How did you bully me in the Golden Crow Kingdom before? I'm twenty years old, and you still hit me... Humph, it's the same as in the previous life. It's really the same blood. "
Ning Jiujiu was surprised and said: "Is this how I was in my previous life?"
Zhao Xianger tapped his forehead with her fingers like chestnuts and said, "Do you still have any unrealistic expectations for your morality?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I remember that I treated Xiang'er very well in my previous life."
Zhao Xiang'er had already started to clench her fists, and she didn't care whether it was okay or not.
Ning Jiujiu surrenders wisely.
The huge sunset slowly sets in the distance.
The two unconsciously reminisced about the past.
They started from the birth of the old fox, talked about the setting sun in the imperial city, talked about the three-year promise, the fish on the boat, the birds on the parasol trees, everything seemed like yesterday.
"Actually, what I remember most is that day... we watched the sunrise and set from the top of the mountain, and it started raining heavily in Zhao State."
"Well, Xiang'er's red bird tattoo is beautiful."
"...I mean we do chivalry together."
"I remember it too, you asked me to call you aunt." Ning Jiujiu said.
"...Why do you remember things so strangely!" Zhao Xiang'er waved her fist and looked at her fiercely.
Ning Changjiu's eyes were long and he said with a smile: "I remember everything. It was raining heavily that day. I hugged you and ran in the rain, saying that I wanted to find the edge of the clouds, which was a place where heavy rain could not fall. We didn't find it later. , and ran back to the imperial city together."
Zhao Xiang'er hummed softly. At that time, she and Ning Chang were lying on the soft carpet of the palace. Their bodies were soaked by the rain, feeling astringent and cold, but their hearts felt warm. It was at that moment that she decided to marry him.
"We also signed a disobedient agreement at that time, agreeing to fight against fate together." Zhao Xianger recalled.
"Well, you were only wearing a thin white dress at that time."
"..." Zhao Xiang'er stared at him and gritted his teeth and said, "You do have a good memory."
Ning Jiujiu proudly said: "Of course, we also played chess..."
Zhao Xianger blocked his words with her fist.
Clouds were scattered outside the thousand-pleated fragrant skirt. Zhao Xiang'er pressed him on the clouds and sat on his waist with her legs spread, threatening him condescendingly. Ning Jiujiu would submit obediently to his fiancée's fist and never mention those things again. Old things.
In the distance, only a small arc of the setting sun remains.
Zhao Xianger suddenly covered her forehead and frowned.
Vaguely, she seemed to feel that similar scenes had happened in the past.
The familiar voice of the young man floated across the distance in time and space.
"Xihe is the most precious weapon in the Kingdom of the Sun and even in the entire human world."
"Container? Am I... a container?"
"Of course not. Xihe is a female Xiang. The word Xiang originally means broad-minded. Xihe should be all-encompassing."
"Huh? What are you talking about? Is it the so-called Three Thousand Worlds? I can't feel its existence at all."
"Its existence is reflected in all aspects, I can feel it... "
"..." Zhao Xiang'er rubbed his forehead and murmured: "A precious weapon?"
Ning Jiujiu stood up, put his arm around her waist, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with Xiang'er?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "It's nothing, I always think of some past events."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Is Xiang'er troubled by this?"
Zhao Xianger shook her head and said, "No, um... just think of it as reading other people's stories."
Ning looked at her for a long time and said calmly: "Well, our story has just begun."
Zhao Xiang'er also looked at him. They were very close and their breaths were touching each other.
"The sun is going to set." Zhao Xianger suddenly whispered.
Ning held her soft hand for a long time and clasped their fingers together. He said softly: "A year ago..."
Zhao Xiang'er stretched out her other hand, put her fingers against his lips, and said bluntly: "May the two be a perfect match?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled slightly, held her other hand together, and said with a smile: "We will always be together."
The gentle look on Zhao Xiang'er's face faded a little, "We will always be together?"
Ning Jiujiu apologized and said, "Xian'er, let's settle old scores tomorrow."
"Hmph, you can't run away anyway." Zhao Xianger let it go for the time being and did not pursue the matter of the words 'forever to be united' in the marriage certificate.
The two intertwined their fingers and opened their hands.
The clouds beneath me disappeared.
In the three thousand worlds, they fell freely like this.
The strong wind surged with the high-speed fall, and the boy's clothes and the girl's skirt fluttered together, bright and beautiful.
Their cheeks were almost touching, and their long hair looked like tangled seaweed.
They fell from the center of the world, fell among the flowers and grass, and then fell into the world of flowers. There was a cave in the world of flowers, which was also boundless and complete. Then they fell into the world of sand and dust.
The two people with their fingers intertwined were turning over each other from time to time. Zhao Xiang'er insisted on being on top. Ning couldn't resist her for a long time, so he calmly looked up to the sky and looked into the eyes right in front of him.
It was a straight, endless fall.
In this unrestrained fall, they felt an indescribable freedom.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the clear eyes on the young man's pretty face and stared at them for a moment, feeling as if she was falling into his eyes.
Her cheeks also felt slightly warm, but the warmth was quietly taken away by the oncoming wind.
The world moves at high speed in the peripheral vision, as if it is composed of lines.
Flowers, dust, water splashes, leaves... The world is hidden in the meridians of all things. This is a real bottomless pit.
"In the past, Zhuque told me that the jade must be returned to Zhao intact." Zhao Xiang'er faced the wind and opened her mouth slightly, saying: "At that time, I thought it was because the goddess must be flawless."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What about now?"
Zhao Xianger replied: "I think she is afraid."
"Fear?"
"Um."
"What is Suzaku afraid of?"
"How do I know..." Zhao Xiang'er said: "But there may be some secrets that we can only reveal if we are really together."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "So, I am the key and Xiang'er is the lock cylinder?"
Zhao Xianger sighed lightly: "How can you be compared to a key? The key and the lock are both unique to each other, and you... hum."
The sun had completely set, and the orange-red light no longer caressed them lovingly, and the black night enveloped them coolly.
They stopped in a sea of flowers beside a valley. It was a false sea of flowers in the Three Thousand Worlds. After being crushed, it turned into flying clouds.
They lay together in it, looking up at the infinite night sky.
Zhao Xiang'er stood up from the sea of flowers. She walked to the stream and lifted up the complicated skirt. Her fingertips sank into the gap between her skin and the thin snow-white socks, and she peeled it off with her delicate feet.
The girl's little feet fully bear the moonlight and are exquisite and clear.
She seems not to be the goddess of the sun, but the spirit of the moonlight.
Ning Jiujiu hugged her from behind, and the fragrance of the girl's hair lingered on the tip of her nose. She waved her hand gently, and her thin socks fell into the water, melting like snow, and drifted away.
On the banks of the sea of flowers and streams, young men and women rubbed their hair together.
"Xian'er, let's reveal this secret tonight." Ning Jiujiu said softly.
The bow on the back of the pleated skirt was loosened.
…
Zhao Xiang'er closed her eyes and slowly lay down, as if a stream was flowing through her body.
Time also passed quietly around them.
Zhao Xiang'er saw that many years ago in the Kingdom of the Sun God, she was still innocent and seemed to have been born not long ago. She was kneeling in front of a huge fireball, with a young man standing next to her.
"Am I also born from here?" the girl asked.
"Well, this is our eggshell." The boy looked at the sun and said.
The girl's hand touched the surface of the sun. She was unscathed and only felt warm: "Then are we brother and sister?"
"No." The young man replied: "We are not born together, we are just people of the same sun."
The girl groaned, tilting her head and looking at the sun.
"I feel like it has given me something." The girl said softly: "That... is like a flower."
"Flower?" The young man was a little confused.
"Yeah." She nodded.
The young man did not ask further questions, but simply said: "There are only two powers in this world that are truly powerful."
"What power?"
"Time and space." The boy said.
The girl didn't understand, she just wrote it down silently.
"Come with me." The young man stretched out his hand.
"Let's go? Where are we going?" the girl asked.
"To build the Kingdom of God that belongs to us, to pursue the power that belongs to us, we are the people of the sun and the gods of light. We will always be together and move forward forever. This is an endless agreement until the light fades. The end.”
"Together forever?" The girl kneeling in front of the sun turned around and stretched out her hand: "Okay."
together forever…
Thousand-fold incense spreads on the sea of flowers, and the running water rings in the ears.
The girl raised her head and spread her hair. Her thin lips trembled. In her clear black and white eyes, the stars in the sky were like fireflies.
Ning hugged her tenderly for a long time.
The memories of her past life and the perceptions of this life occupied her together.
Among the snow-white flowers, a few were dyed bright red.
At this moment, the "precious weapon" that Zhao Xiang'er said became reality. In other words... it should also be called the Three Thousand Worlds!
In other words, it is one of the manifestations of the abilities of Three Thousand Worlds.
Perhaps it was because of this perception that I was convinced that the girl's body contained the power of ultimate spatial authority.
Ning Changjiu's 'Golden Crow' flew into the Three Thousand Worlds and submerged deeply into it.
This was a feeling Jinwu had never felt before.
This is obviously a single world, but every time Jinwu enters, he has a completely different feeling, as if there are three thousand beautiful cave worlds, large and small, hidden in a single world.
The Golden Crow flew into the first world.
It was a fiery world, with endless fire flowing in the world. The flames tightly wrapped the Golden Crow. Each flame was like a girl's passionate hand, leading him to fly to the depths. The road formed by the flames. It was getting narrower and narrower, and the girl with a sweet smile stood at the end of the road with her hands behind her back, showing a pure smile.
When the Golden Crow went away and entered the world again, the flames disappeared. He seemed to have squeezed into a small hot spring. There seemed to be streams flowing around him in the spring water, and there seemed to be small fish coming to play and peck at him. The girl Wearing a thin yukata, we sat by the spring, washed our feet in the water, and waited quietly.
The Golden Crow left the world again and entered again in the blink of an eye.
He traveled through three thousand worlds.
It is a truly beautiful world.
This time, he seemed to have arrived at an autumn night with flying frost. There was a bonfire in front of him, and the girl sat quietly by the bonfire, clasping her hands and looking at him with a smile.
Every girl looks like Zhao Xianger, and they are waiting at the end of the Three Thousand Worlds.
The Golden Crow flutters its wings to look for her. When he reaches the depths of the world, the gentle world will resist his entry. The four walls of the three thousand worlds will shrink and become tight and difficult to walk, but the girl will always stretch out her hand to grab her. Holding him, the hands they held were like the strong suction given by the vortex, allowing Jinwu to break through the obstacles and come to her. The three thousand worlds pushed them forward in this slow squirming, sending them to the last secret place. .
The fragrances in the Three Thousand Worlds are graceful. It turns over and over with the girl's figure, facing the world with a gorgeous attitude. The golden crow flies in and out. It is not so much a golden crow bird as it is a bird. A bee carrying only nectar.
The faster it flies, the faster the world changes.
Some of those worlds are like soft mud fields full of kapok, some are like cocoon houses woven by snow silkworms, some are like a world of white clouds condensed into substance, and some are like a softened jade kingdom...
This kind of beauty cannot be said to last for a thousand years, even if we embrace each other for ten thousand years, we will not be able to see it.
"It turns out that this is also the Three Thousand Worlds." Ning looked into the girl's eyes for a long time, and there seemed to be a sparkling and moving world hidden in her eyes.
The girl also enjoys the beauty of the three thousand worlds, and the young man's Golden Crow condenses this beauty into real emotions and depicts it.
She was too late to meet such beauty, so her thin and upturned lips turned into a musical instrument, letting out a youthful and moving hum.
"Well, three thousand worlds." Zhao Xiang'er looked at the night sky and said, "Maybe there are more than that. That's three thousand, three thousand worlds. You can count them."
Ning Jiujiu said softly: "No wonder Zhuque wants you to return to Zhao intact. At that time, you didn't know the existence of the Three Thousand Worlds. But once we really get married, you will be able to find evidence of the existence of the Three Thousand Worlds and restore part of your memory. This is not what Zhuque wants. As you can see, she wants Jiuyu to replace you without anyone noticing."
Zhao Xiang'er said: "If I see Suzaku again, I won't lose."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I will never let you face danger alone again."
Zhao Xiang'er asked: "If the power of Three Thousand Worlds is the ultimate power of space, then what exactly can it achieve?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "When you truly awaken that power, you will understand."
Zhao Xiang'er hummed softly and said, "Let the Golden Crow fly faster."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Can Xiang'er's world hold on?"
Zhao Xiang'er said proudly: "The world is immortal, I'm just afraid that the Golden Crow will decline."
"Okay." Ning Jiujiu responded and said with the same confidence: "Xiang'er can also ask for mercy at any time to save your fragile world."
Zhao Xiang'er said: "Humph, stop talking nonsense."
"Is Xiang'er ready?"
"Well, there's no need to be jealous of flowers."
The three thousand worlds completely opened their arms to him.
The white snow breaks away, the stream surges, and the figure of the Golden Crow shuttles through the gentle world, as if looking for its final destination.
This is a reunion that spans thousands of years.
The starlight shrouded the place. Lu Marry and Si Ming looked up from a distance. They could feel that the originally silent world of three thousand seemed to come alive with the thoughts of a certain girl.
It's been a long night.
Time passes slowly.
The stars were spinning in the sky, and sometimes it was Zhao Xiang'er who could look at them, and sometimes it was Ning Jiujiu.
They seem to be engaged in a final decisive battle. They don't know the answer whether the three thousand worlds will be wiped out by the Golden Crow, or whether the Golden Crow will be the first to be exhausted.
During the long night, the dandelion flower field seemed to be swept by strong winds, and all the petals were shattered.
After an unknown amount of time, light burst out from the eastern horizon.
It's like the curtains are rolled up, letting the light shine in.
Three thousand worlds bear countless lights.
The light took possession of them.
Lu Marion and Si Ming, Ning Changchun and Zhao Xianger, they were in different places, dimly looking at the same sunrise.
The long night that belongs to them will eventually pass, but the future is still far away and always contains infinite possibilities.
This is the dawn I watch while sleeping with you.