The Sorrow of Flower Spirits
Manzhushahua, the flower of the other shore. The flowers and leaves will never meet! The woman reclined on the flower-carved pillow, caressing the Manzhu Shahua on her sleeve, which seemed to have been forgotten by the road illuminated by the fire. The unparalleled beauty burned with the misfortune of looking back on thousands of years of life. One person and one flower, such an indescribable combination.
The charming beautiful eyes flashed through the hazy brilliance, caressing the leaves of Manzhushahua. At the moment when the flower on the other side sheds tears, who will care about the romance of the past thousand years, and who will pity the rough life of the beautiful lady who cannot bear to look back.
Love is not causal, edge destined to death. She only loves Manzhu Shahua, and she is destined to be at odds with him forever. What choice she had to make, she was already at a loss for words.
There is still a refreshing fragrance lingering in the boudoir. Women love this silence. Through the window, I could see in the courtyard outside the courtyard, several maids and sisters were carefully trimming the bright red manjus and shahua.
It's like I feel bitter inside. So what if the garden is full of bright reds, and the youthful beauty is nothing more than a miserable seed that has been trampled on by others. No matter how much pruning is done, it will never be able to make up for the deep bruises in the soul.
The blazing red in her eyes only made the woman feel even more dazzling. Suddenly, the glimmer of light in the middle of her forehead quietly flowed. The beautiful woman in front of her felt dizzy in her mind, and her silent heart could not help but feel ripples.
The delicate body that had just stood up once again leaned on the engraved pillow and gently closed her beautiful eyes.
The sparkling light on his forehead seemed to linger for a brief period of strange light at this moment, and the vague mark on Xin Yuchen's jade-like neck also deepened a little.
At the end of the misty darkness in my mind, a burst of strange red light suddenly burned! It is the color of Manzhushahua! He almost screamed while half asleep. is it him
The red light soared into the sky, seemingly mixed with endless sadness and sorrow! That was a shout that was as loud as a self-destructive spirit! It's not a sigh for the lost life, but more like a nostalgia for his countless favors in the past years!
What is all this for? Even though he was reluctant to give up, he still chose to leave.
The strange red light finally gradually dissipated. Just before this beautiful scene was about to be completely swallowed up by darkness, a tragic phoenix sounded, ending this gorgeous scene. Then, everything returned to calm. .
I don't know how long it took for Yan Li to wake up from this endless confusion. This is the world-famous woman with the flower spirit. She actually has such touching love in the mortal world. It seems that she wants to get what she belongs to. Her true soul origin of the Wanyuan Mother Body needs to enter her life.
"Brother Long, do you have any more detailed information?" Yan Li looked at the old dragon in front of him with a hint of sadness on his face and asked.
"I said, don't look so miserable, okay? I'm asking you to get the origin, but I'm not asking you to get her. She's not Long Ziyue, remember, but she has her It’s just the original breath!”
Lao Long seemed to remind Yan Li very kindly, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, another fragment emerged.
"This girl's name is Feng Yuchen. She is a young lady from the Nanyang Kingdom in a small world in the northern part of the desert continent. She has a very special status. However, there should be some conspiracies in that small world. There is a force that cultivates the power of death and is very rampant. You can start from here and find a breakthrough. I will use my magical power to send you directly to that time period. You can perform a heroic rescue or something like that, and then just find an opportunity to take out her origin and come back."
When Yan Li heard this, he almost rushed towards Lao Long. Naturally, he felt that what he said was unreliable and couldn't understand what he was thinking!
"Brother Long, do you think I am an idiot? Although I am just a low-level god, I still understand how there is such a thing as time travel in this world? Do you think this is writing a novel?"
After all, Yan Li is a person who has traveled through time on earth. Although he does not understand why he has actually achieved time travel, after having been in martial arts for so long, he understands that this so-called method of reversing time and space is not achievable in the world of warriors. of!
"Hey, why are you so stubborn? Didn't I tell you that the Wanyuan Matrix is the common origin of all cosmic planes, so it can naturally break this shackles! It's not as useful as my old dragon Fei Da Jin comes here to find her? "
The old gangster Longji humiliated Yan Li, and then when he wasn't paying attention, he kicked him into the light curtain! !
In a trance, Yan Li really had the illusion that his soul was dislocated and his limbs were separated. It was as if all the cultivation skills in his body had disappeared. He seemed to have no power to resist in this special space!
With another stunning Kung Fu, Yan Li found himself falling into a whole new world...
Looking around, he was thrown into a forest. Not far away was an official road leading to the town, with lush bamboo forests on both sides. Just as Yan Li was about to make a move, he noticed something unusual in front of him. He hurriedly hid in his own divine realm and looked at the strange movement.
The dense and dark black gas appeared out of thin air in a dark and endless deep forest, and then kept amplifying, and finally two figures, a man and a woman, appeared. The black light around the body turned into a burst of strong energy and surged in all directions. The violent strong wind instantly cleared away the piles of dilapidated branches and leaves under the body, revealing a clean open space.
Slowly putting down Feng Yuchen's silky and delicate body, the man admired it quietly for a moment, and then extended his hand again, as if giving instructions to Xin Yuchen's body. After a while, the man on the ground The bath dust returned to a sober state. But at this moment, she was extremely weak, and the inexplicable power in her body still made her throbbing faintly.
"I believe you will like it here! This is the official road of Nan County. No one will disturb us at this late hour. I told you to let you experience the romance of this night. There is everything here, which should be enough to satisfy you!" The man seemed to be comforting his bride, his tone was soft and easily intoxicating.
"He Jiyang, you beast, one day, I will kill you personally." Feng Yuchen held his hands tightly and struggled painfully, but it was of no use.
"Oh, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. The Manzhushahua I gave you is like a seed. One day you will completely obey me!" The man was already beaming with joy and stopped giving it to her. Opportunity to speak.
Just when He Jiyang's eyes radiated with crystal light like a wolf and a tiger, and he was about to taste his prey, in the endless darkness in the distance, a violent masculine spiritual power shook over him. He Jiyang felt a chill on his back and had no time to worry about anything else. His figure turned into a flash of light and disappeared from the spot.
It appeared again, dozens of feet away.
Yan Li, who was hiding in the divine realm, saw all this, but a new character appeared in the direction of the attack just now!
"He Jiyang! We meet again! Do you still remember me?" The voice was as loud as a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning. A wave of awe-inspiring righteousness swept through the dark forest. At the same time, the sound of the howling ghost in Yuchen's consciousness was also low. A lot, and he started to tremble as if he had encountered a nemesis.
"Hoho! I thought I was an extraordinary talent! It turns out you are a waste, what? You are not seeking revenge because of what happened to your sister three years ago, are you?" He Jiyang's frown suddenly relaxed. He opened his clothes and lightly dusted the dust on his clothes.
"In a few days, it will be the day of pilgrimage. I will fight you to the death in the palace!" A figure suddenly appeared in the dark distance, blocking all the light in front of Feng Yuchen. Zhuang Han appeared not far from Feng Yuchen and confronted He Jiyang.
As for hiding the boost, Yan Li would hide far away from a few people and watch the tiger fight. As long as the owner of the flower spirit, Feng Yuchen, was not in danger, Yan Li would never expose himself! He would not let Old Long do anything so reckless and mindless!
The owner of the flower spirit must be an extremely smart woman. How could she willingly give up part of her soul for an alien like herself
Just when Yan Li was cursing the old gangster Long in his heart, he saw something moving again at this moment.
"Oh? Then you are here to ruin my good deeds, and you are just a hero who saves the beauty when there is injustice on the road?" The contemptuous tone came out again. At this moment, Feng Yuchen, who had briefly regained consciousness, turned his head slightly to look at the big man beside him, and heard the ringing sound of the bones rubbing together as his fists were clenched together!
"I didn't expect that I would be disturbed even if I chose a place so far away! This slut is really a loser! But it doesn't matter, you will come to your door soon!" The sound of He Jiyang's teeth grinding was like Seeing the devil from hell, he looked coldly at Feng Yuchen, who was sitting up straight in the corner, with slightly narrowed eyes!
"Don't show me that cold and arrogant look! Pretending to be aloof will only make you more miserable!" He Jiyang's eyes flashed with coldness, and Feng Yuchen couldn't help but groan again, and slumped against the tree behind him. On the root.
"Ghost wedding dress?!" The strong man's voice was full of shock, and it seemed that there was endless pity mixed with it!
"Yes, it's the ghost wedding dress! Doesn't it look familiar?"
"Beast!" He Jiyang's words completely angered the strong man opposite him in an instant. I saw him grabbing the air with one hand, and his spiritual power surged, and a long bright silver stick of more than half a foot appeared out of thin air! With a kick of his feet, a majestic force sent his strong body straight to where He Jiyang was on the opposite side.
"Hmph! Soul-breaking stick? It's a good treasure, but it's a pity that you are using it!"
He Jiyang calmly and unhurriedly stimulated the surge of spiritual power in his body, a strange smile always hanging on the corner of his mouth, and disappeared out of thin air again. However, just when he was about to transform behind the strong man, the strong man seemed to have noticed it. He jumped up into the air, and with a move of white crane wings, he violently pulled back the silver stick in his hand. He Jiyang couldn't dodge, so he had to Carry it hard.
The folding fan suddenly hit the silver stick that was smashed above the head, and the two giants collided with each other with great force. Both sides were driven back dozens of steps by the violent energy.
"Sure enough, there has been considerable progress!" He Jiyang closed his lips slightly, slightly calming down the turbulence of the blood in his body.
"It seems that I have to take your sacrifice flag first today!" Seeing the folding fan in his hand unfold again, his breath surged instantly. The breeze picked up slightly, and the remaining petals of fluttering snowflakes once again appeared above the head. This time, the white snowflakes lit up He Jiyang's pale face, making people feel colder than ever before.
Wrapped in the remaining petals of snowflakes, the dark aura once again enveloped He Jiyang's body. Feng Yuchen caressed his chest gently, as if sensing the changes in the breath in He Jiyang's body not far away, and suddenly his ears were filled with the pitiful cries of the devil! Even if my heart is as calm as the wind and dust, it is difficult to resist such a miserable howl.
"Damn it, do you really think I'm just a spectator?" Yan Li raised his eyebrows. Seeing the sad look on the woman's face, he finally came up with the idea of a hero saving the beauty.