Snow fell one after another, and the air smelled of coldness.
The snow slid down on the oil paper umbrella painted with peach blossoms, and the people under the umbrella looked indifferently at the villagers walking in a hurry on the road.
Her pale blue skirt seemed to blend with the sky.
"Is it another year?" Gong Lingye sighed softly, stretched out his hand out of the umbrella, caught a few snowflakes, and watched the snowflakes gradually melt into water in her palm.
"I heard that Sister Ling was in Taohua Village before my grandfather was born." It was a girl's voice. Gong Lingye recognized this voice. It was the daughter of the village chief of Taohua Village.
"How is it possible!" Another surprised voice sounded, it was with the little boy, Gong Lingye faintly agreed that he wanted to hear the village chief's daughter mentioned that she was her best friend.
"Isn't that a monster?"
"Not really!" The village chief's daughter snorted softly, "Have you heard of the Spirit Race?"
"Spirits?" The little boy's surprised voice sounded: "Well, I seem to have heard from my grandfather. It is said that the spirits are a very magical race. Not only are they beautiful in appearance, but they also have powerful power. The guardian, we, Beiling country."
"Especially the patriarch of the Spirit Race, it is said that they have a thousand years of cultivation base and can live forever!"
"Could it be said that Sister Ling is a member of the Spirit Race?"
"Yes, and I heard that Sister Ling was the patriarch of the Spirit Clan before, but I don't know why she left the Spirit Clan and came to our Taohua Village."
It turns out I have been here for so long. Gong Lingye stroked a peach tree with his palm, his thoughts had already drifted far away.
The peach blossoms are falling one after another, and when blown by the wind, they are like dancing in the air.
The woman held a handful of peach blossoms with both hands, and raised the peach blossoms in her hands to the sky, rotating as the petals fell, and the white and mopping long skirts were turned out of an arc.
"Haha." He smiled softly.
At first glance, the boy saw this scene, it seemed that the girl who was only sixteen or seventeen was spinning in the rain of flowers.
The white dress, pink flowers, and a purple jade brocade belt are lightly bunched.
Ink-colored hair, between the flowers, the lavender ribbon will pull the hair lightly.
"Patriarch—" Ah Man called out softly, and when he raised his head, he was surprised: "His Royal Highness."
The woman asked, raising her head. It was a young man, a handsome and luxurious young man.
"You are the patriarch of the spirit race." The young man's lips raised and smiled: "Just now your guard of the spirit race said that you were sick and could not participate in my father's birthday banquet, but it turned out that you came here to play."
"Little devil, you are the current Prince of North Spirit." The woman looked at the boy with some curiosity, and then curled her lips with disdain: "Those banquets are the most boring, I don't want to go... You also secretly ran out. Up!"
"I'm not a kid. I didn't sneak out, I just, just, just..."
This is their first meeting. Gong Lingye thought silently, those bit by bit...
When they first met, he was only a fourteenth-five-year-old boy, handsome in appearance but with a little bit of childish ostentation.
And she, as the patriarch of the spirit clan, aloft, her status and status are almost equal to that of the emperor of the North Spirit Kingdom. The people in the entire Beiling country, as well as the clansmen of the Spirit Race, were respectful and respectful to him.
Only he is different...
"It's different..."
"Ling'er, how old are you..." Nan Yisheng blinked. Unlike the handsome but immature face at the beginning, the teenager has grown into a slender and magnificent adult man, his face is getting more and more serious. It looks good, there is a trace of seductiveness in the handsome, naturally women are ashamed of themselves.
"When I first saw Ling'er back then, years have passed and I have grown up, but Ling'er's appearance has not changed at all."
"Age?" The woman seemed to be a little dumb, she was in a daze, and she muttered to herself for a while: "I don't remember."
Maybe it's not much different from you, maybe it's a few hours, or maybe it's a few hundred...
Who knows
The people of the world are Taoist, the people of the spirit race are blessed by heaven and have a long life span. Among them, the patriarch of the spirit race is the most, which can live forever.
Everyone is Tao, and everyone is Tao.
But she was not the only patriarch of the spirit clan. When she remembered, the patriarch of the spirit clan was still her father.
She was too vague about her father and impression, perhaps because it took too long, perhaps because he left nothing but harsh and indifferent and disliked her in her impression.
That year, when the South Bank came to attack, the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, as the guardian of the North Spirit Kingdom, received great respect in the North Spirit Kingdom, and he was bound to go into battle.
North Spirit, South Bank, the two largest hegemonies on the mainland today, are equally powerful.
The North Spirit has the Spirit Race, and the Witch Race in the South Bank.
The spirit clan and witch clan are of the same origin, but are also enemies of each other, each serving a country and fighting for many years.
In that battle, the Eternal Skeleton was desolate, and the dark clouds covered the sun and the sand became red.
At that station, although Beilingguo had won, her father did not come back either.
Although the patriarch of the spirit clan has an endless life span, he is not immortal.
In that year, she took over the Spirit Clan Chieftain Spirit Orb that Jiang Bai brought back from the scene, and succeeded the Spirit Clan Chieftain.
It was a long, long time later that she vaguely realized the reason why her father didn't like her. It is said that her mother was not a member of the spirit race, but an ordinary woman who could not be ordinary.
As an ordinary person, it is difficult to conceive a person of the spirit race, but I, with different talents, died of exhaustion when my mother gave birth to me.
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"master."
I don't have to look back to know who it is. Apart from Jiang Bai, there will be no second person in this world calling me that.
I have asked him many times why it is the master instead of the patriarch.
But he never answered me.
"What's the matter?" I ate the peach flower soup, my eyes narrowed comfortably because the peach flower soup was too delicious, and my white feet gently stirred the water in the pond, lifting ripples.
"His Royal Highness has sent this gift again. I wonder what the master is going to do with it?"
"What should I do?" I raised my head and looked at him with a smile: "I still accept it as before."
"But today is different from the past..." Jiang Bai's two eyebrows seemed to frown slightly on Jiang Bai's beautiful face: "Your Majesty has been seriously ill for many days. Seeing that the position is about to pass, at this time, if the Lord and His Royal Highness are too close relatives, I am afraid it will attract some criticism."
Although the patriarch of the spirit clan has a transcendent status in the North Spirit Kingdom and is above 10,000 people, he never participates in politics, especially the seizure of prostitutes—
"Although His Royal Highness has the position of the Eastern Palace, he lost his mother since childhood, and his matrilineal clan strength is not obvious, and he has passed on under the name of Concubine De, if it weren't for the master's reasons, I'm afraid..." Jiang Bai said there was nothing here. Go on.
I understood what Jiang Bai meant, but I just looked down at the fish in the pond. When I moved my feet, I started to speak after a while: "Abai, I want to go out for a walk.
"Those gifts..."
"You go back."