white head

He froze for a moment, then finally withdrew his hand.

He just took a second to retract his outstretched hand, but he spent a lifetime regretting and feeling guilty.

later?Then there is the story of today's Bai Xiaolihua, Yun Kongwan in the past, and Qianhuang, the first and second ancestor in the world who was demoted to the mortal world that month.

But before leaving, the Jade Emperor, whose face had not yet calmed down, stared at the immortals for a while, and finally stopped him, saying that there were frequent incidents of mortals being injured by monsters on Lishan Mountain in Lintong recently, and the distance between hundreds of miles away There has been no rain for half a year.

He frowned hesitantly, but nodded without hesitation when he heard the word Lintong.

He went down to earth for a month, subdued demons, eliminated demons, and summoned the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and it rained heavily for two full days.

Lintong.He walked through Chang'an in the first snow and Lishan in Lianli, but he never thought that Lintong alone would be so difficult.

The wicker in February, the thick flowers in March, the old people singing, the building in memory.

Fei Ran turned around an intersection and stopped. In the twilight of the setting sun, she seemed to see someone walking towards him, on this long and short setting sun road full of libretto.

Then he smiled slowly.

It should be a very beautiful scene, but the thing in front of me really doesn't look like a human being.

Su Twenty-san, no, a group of cyan shadows resembling Young Master Su stood straight under a holly tree, the cyan figure and the green leaves reflected each other, the wind blew into my ears, and the whispering tone of a lover whispered.

So Fei Ran also laughed, he didn't feel a strong evil spirit.

He raised the corners of his eyes upwards, smiled, and asked, where did the little monster dare to turn into his appearance?

He paused again, and the lines at the corners of his mouth gradually softened:

"That's all, forgive me you little monster can't make any big mess, this time I don't care about you, let's go monster."

The shadow tilted its head, and the outline began to become blurred in the thin sunlight, but it was not in a hurry to leave, but shook its head and stretched out its hand to him.

Fei Ran was stunned for a moment, and that hand touched his cheek, but after a second of lingering, he raised his hand and looked at the opposite face with almost the same smile, but in the end, he couldn't make a move.

Su Twenty-san, how long has it been since you smiled like this?

His heart ached, and he said:

"You little monster is really interesting. You know that I came down to earth to collect monsters. Not only did you automatically send me to your door, you actually dared to tease me."

The shadow froze for a moment, and before he could make the next move, he saw a strong gust of wind for some reason, and the dust on the road quickly rose up, enveloping the gradually fading blue figure.

The extremely familiar breath quickly spread in this gust of wind, Fei Ran's pupils shrank suddenly, and he frowned, but for a moment he couldn't remember whose breath it belonged to.

It wasn't Bai Jin, it wasn't Feng Li, and of course it wasn't Qi Nian or Hua Lian. As for... how could it be possible, he thumped his thigh hard and let out a low sigh.

At the end of the month, he leveled Lishan Mountain, rescued Lintong, took in many bloodthirsty monsters, old or young, but let go of one—but when he thought of the one he let go, his heart skipped a beat. ground pain.

Immediately afterwards, he returned to the Heavenly Court to return to his life, knelt down to thank him for the reward, and Qi Nian, who came to greet him, had a faint brow and eyes: "Let's go together?"

He hesitated for a moment, paused for a long time, looked up at him: "Xiao Nian."

Qi Nian bent the corners of his eyes:

"Walk together, you won't be disappointed."

On that day, Fei Ran looked at Qi Nian, three years, 30 years, 300 years... how many years flashed by before his eyes, he taught him to write and wield a sword to practice spells, he grew into a unparalleled Qi Lang with a dragon and a phoenix, and he wore a Bai Yi's eyes are picturesque, he thinks he loves him, and he also thinks he loves him.

But it's nothing more than a mirror image, one is actually angry but why the younger brother can get the best, and the other is the wrong partner by accident.

The pear blossoms in the heaven are blooming again, and the newly bloomed pear blossoms have fallen to the ground one after another.

Fei Ran was awakened by a pear blossom falling on her head, and she came back to her senses. In the sweet fragrance of pear blossoms, Qi Nian clasped her hands in front of her chest:

"Crimson, you—"

"Xiao Nian?"

"Don't be nervous, I just want to ask, if Linli asks you for something to save Fengli, and only I have this thing, and it is very important to me, will you force me to take it out?"

Fei Ran's pupils froze slightly, he opened and closed his mouth, and finally closed his eyelids lightly, before he uttered a sentence:

"If San'er tells me, I will."

Fei Ran thought that Qi Nian would be angry, but maybe he laughed instead, the man only smiled lightly, said "fortunately", and wanted to leave.

"Fortunately what?"

Fei Ran was puzzled and asked.

Qi Nian looked back at him deeply, all the light from the sky fell into his eyes, his expression was like a smile but not a smile, and Fei Ran's heart tightened when he saw it:

"Fortunately, although I am not a good brother, I have a rare good brother."

Many years later, Fei Ran suddenly remembered Prince Qianhuang and Lintong.Many years later, he passed by the hollowed-out and carved building again, the clouds beside the Qujiang River were still there, and the bank of Cotinus cotinus was drunk with the east wind.

Intoxicated by the east wind, the bank of the cotinus cotinus connects to the white ferry.

Three parts of the river, two lamp towers, a hundred years away, I am tired of drinking wine at banquets.

He remembered that he said that he was clearly avoiding him.

At that time, that person had been away from him for a long time.

It's been so long that he can't remember how they met, knew each other, and then missed each other, whether it was the child with the pink face or the handsome young master of the Su family.

He only remembered that Qi Nian said to him in a clear and clear voice that day:

"Fortunately, although I am not a good brother, I have a rare good brother."

"A good brother who is willing to die several times."

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