Revival of the Gods

Xiao Hua flew out of the cave and did not stop at all, and flew straight to the former woods. At that time, it was already twilight, the dim sun fell, and the blood-red sky was darker and darker. Far away, a light purple light condensed in the opposite sky like water. As the same Wang Qiushui looked deeply at the sunset, Xiao Hua took Liu Yan was placed in the shed to see some space that was forced, and the figure was slightly reduced.

Liu Yan’s appearance still did not come out. She looked at the familiar shed, and she was very familiar with the place where she was healed. Then she looked at Xiao Hua’s pat, although she did not speak, but the meaning was obvious. Xiao Hua Hesitating for a moment, there was a feeling that Chen Xiaoyun saw Xiao Hua’s back, and he hurriedly sat next to his knees.

Liu Yan looked at Xiao Hua, and there was a fragrant scent. Xiao Hua’s eyes turned sharply. I don’t know where to look at Liu Yan’s face. Several light purple spots are faint, and the vagueness is some pretty outlines. What about the good autumn water?

"Oh..." Liu Yan didn't come by sigh, it sounded very complicated. I don't know if it was lost, or disappointment, or regret, but waited for Xiao Hua to open, and Liu Wei once again urged Zhang Jiuquan's exercises. There is a slight flame in the right hand.

"That..." Xiao Hua noticed the details and just wanted to remind him, but when he saw the familiar water pattern began to appear in the right hand of Liu Yan, a golden silk rushed to the body and even the head of Liu Yan, he was hurried again. To shut up.

There is about an hour, the soul of Liu Yan has been filled, although it has not been solidified, but the outline of the body surface has been clear, especially the clothing of a goose-yellow has been transformed first, and earlier than the clothes, it is Liu Yan’s Appearance, shallow Emei, lacquered eyes, such as jade's Qiong nose, a curved moon mark seems to have a long smile.

Xiao Hua looked at the lip marks and felt mad.

Just as Xiao Hua hurriedly removed his gaze, Liu Yan whispered: "Hey... let's go to the tree and watch the moon? I... I have forgotten the river, and I have never seen the moon carefully..."

"Okay..." Xiao Hua nodded, and the body screamed and flew out, and it had fallen to the top of the tree...

After waiting for a moment, Xiao Hua turned to look at the shed, and said: "You... are you not looking at the moon?"

Liu Yan was speechless and the scene was awkward.

"Oh..." Xiao Hua seems to wake up to something, hurriedly flew back, Liu Yan's mouth is slightly tilted, it seems to be a little smile, but when she raises her right hand, Xiao Hua takes a little eyebrow and sends a little bit of crystal In the hands of Liu Yan, he said, "It seems that your cultivation is still a problem. You are holding this thing..."

After that, Xiao Hua flew back to the treetops again, and Zhao Liuqi waved: "You are coming!"

"Oh..." Liu Yan didn't sigh with a sigh of relief, shouting, "Previous life is definitely a bad slogan!!!"

Liu Yan did not care, had to fly to Xiao Hua, sitting alone, Xiao Hua look, also sitting next to Liu Yan, the tree is tall, looks weak, the two sitting on the branches, some shaking, When Xiao Hua is worried that Liu Yan will fall, Liu Wei will look up at Ziyue and whisper: "I have heard the nine-year-old purple moon enchanting, but now it seems to be an exaggeration, this is a kind of beauty, an elegance. ......"

"That..." Xiao Hua looked at Liu Wei’s swaying figure and reminded, "Be careful, don't fall..."

Liu Yan turned to look at Xiao Hua, and said: "Nothing, fall down and forget it!"

"Nothing..." Xiao Hua shot his own chest. "With me, you can't die!"

"Know that I can't die, what are you worried about?" Liu Yan didn't have a good air, "Look at the moon!"

"Oh!" Xiao Hua woke up and hurriedly looked up at the moon.

Purple moon is like a plate, hanging in the **** sky, long clouds like a dream, floating in the wind near the left, the light-colored moonlight clear space sprinkled in the night sky, there are hundreds of millions of cool and inexplicable in the dark.

"I am hungry!" Xiao Hua suddenly said.

"That..." Xiao Hua rarely talked on his own initiative. Liu Yan, I don't know what Xiaohua means.

"This purple moon is like a kind of cake in my hometown..." Xiao Hua swallowed a mouthful, and some of the cats looked like, "I can’t help but see it when I see it!"

"Hungry, you forget it!" Liu Yan was a little angry, looked down at the tree and said, "And then I fell and fell to death!"

"That..." Xiao Hua scratched his head and said, "I still don't starve to death!"

"Why?" Liu Yan said.

"I have to save you!" Xiao Hua said honestly.

"You..." Liu Yan sighed, this is the legs of the swaying under the treetops suddenly stopped, Liu Yan looked at Xiao Hua, long time no words, and then turned to look at the purple moon, whisper Tao, "The moon is the time of the miss, the starry star is a different kind of loneliness..."

Said, Liu Yan's body shape micro side, shoulders leaning against Xiao Hua's shoulder, his head lightly on Xiao Hua's shoulder!

As if he was hit by the Thunder, Xiao Hua’s body was slightly trembled, and the strange feelings were born in his heart. He didn’t dare to move.

"Do you know?" Liu Yan whispered. "I have always had a dream since I was a child. I hope that one day someone can accompany me to watch the sun rise and fall, and the moon will be thin, but until the death, this wish has never been realized. I don't want to do it, yes...I can't find people, people at home, people in the family, and... people I know, they are busy every day, their eyes...only... What they think is worth paying, my dreams... except for talking to my sister, no one else knows..."

Xiao Hua’s feeling at this time was really like a thin ice. He was stiff and somewhat unconsciously asked: “Right, you... are you looking for your sister?”

"Well, yes..." Liu Yan looked at Ziyue. Although her face touched her shoulders without the warmth of imagination, she was still a little intoxicated. Her eyes were somewhat blurred and whispered. "My sister is more than I am still miserable! She was not born, she was counted by the elders in the family... It was the great savior within the family, so she was shouldering more responsibility than I was when she was born..."

"Oh..." Xiao Hua said in a hurry, "That... you... didn't find her?"

"Well..." Liu Yan’s eyebrows were bitter and said, "I didn’t find it! Time has passed, she... her best ending is a reincarnation, if... if it’s bad luck, because the soul is broken. Strong inside, she... she may be flying away..."

Xiao Hua wants to comfort what, but when he talks to his mouth, he swallows it. Forgetting Sichuan has countless influxes of souls every day. These souls pass through Huangquan Road before entering the Naihe Bridge. There are beasts on the Huangquan Road. Li, many souls are killed in it. Not to mention the insincereness. Once separated from Huangquan Road, it is extremely difficult to have a chance to return. During this time, I have swallowed up a lot of souls. They said that they are all scattered!

"I blame me!" Liu Yan regretted, "Yes... I saw that my sister didn't want to practice, I thought about it, but... I didn't expect her to go into flames, you have to know, we are practicing... Rarely will go into flames, she... she is the hope of the family, she... how could it go into the fire?"

"Also... maybe the pressure is too great!" Xiao Hua himself felt that the pressure was huge, and the right shoulders were filled with some fragrance, which made him feel happy.

"Well, for sure!" said Liu Wei. "She was strictly trained since she was a child. The achievements of the realm were sent to the lower bounds and they were taken back to the fairy world after several deaths and deaths..."

Xiao Hua was careful: "Everything... is already a matter of life. If you don't like it, you should be the past!"

"Oh..." Liu Yan sighed and whispered, saying, "I... I didn't expect it... things would actually be like this..."

Xiao Hua’s heart was soft and seemed to feel Liu Yan’s unbearable heart. He turned to look at Liu Yan and tried to reach out to wipe the tears in her eyes. The face of Liu Yan has been transformed, but Xiao Hua has never Her eyes touched the wet.

However, Xiao Hua’s left hand was tight, and she felt that she was being held by a pair of soft, and the sobbing sound of Liu Yan was slightly smaller~www.wuxiaspot.com~ said: “I really didn’t think that I could actually die... My own dreams, there are... you will accompany me to see the purple moon..."

The hand was held by Liu Yan, Xiao Hua first shocked his body, and there was a blank in his mind. After a moment, he felt like a dream, and he gently held the hand of Liu Yan, whispered: "Let's though It’s dead, but it’s not necessarily a new life. It’s a fate to meet you after death!”

Liu Yan’s figure was also slightly shocked, then bite his lips and whispered: “You...what do you think of?”

“You don’t have to think about it, it’s a lost past...” Xiao Hua said faintly. “Perhaps only cherish what you have now, it’s real happiness!”

"Well..." Liu Yan's figure is leaning against Xiao Hua, whispering, "I am cold!"

"Good!" Xiao Hua was stiff as the right arm of the branch, and gently took Liu Yan and said, "I will give you a warm embrace!"

Liu Yan smiled sweetly, as if her dream was finally realized after the death.

Looking at Ziyue, listening to the wind, Xiao Hua whispered: "The night is quiet and it is the time of missing. When I am the season of sowing, I miss you, so I hope that I will harvest the seeds. I miss the night sky. I can't see the stars in the gloomy sky. I can't count the stars. I can only count the number of my fingers on the other days. When I count, my heart begins to shed tears. The teardrops are the time to gather together..."

"You?" Liu Yan looked up a little strangely and looked at Xiao Hua, and said, "Are you not the wicked man who is full of evil? How can you make poetry?"

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