no one knows better than me

Has a very light floral fragrance.

Mei Hualan and Zhuang Qingliu opened their eyes together, and found that they were standing in a vast wilderness, and the cirrus clouds in the sky were thin and soft, hanging very low.There is a very dense pink flocculent thatch growing all around, swaying back and forth in the wind.The pure aura in the air is very familiar, as if water is flowing through the fingertips very lightly.

As soon as they took a step in Rouxu, there were countless dark green fireflies in the depths of Xuhua that were frightened and scattered into the sky.Then a serene winding river appeared before the eyes, and at the other end of the river was a huge thornbush.

Mei Hualan turned around and looked at it with some hesitation: "This seems to be..."

Zhuang Qingliu took her by the hand and walked across the river, stepping directly into the thorn bushes as if there was nothing else at his feet, his expression was abnormally calm, and he said, "I can't recognize it? The place where you stayed most of the year."

Mei Hualan suddenly looked at these strange scenery that she had never seen before, and asked after a while: "—Gu Mengchao?"

Zhuang Qingliu led her into the depths of the thorns, then slowly turned around, looking far away at the patch of flowers that had just passed by, and said softly, "This is the real center of Gu Mengchao's island. It's all...the place where my master lives has the most secret and illusory barrier, so I never let you get close. And as long as the entire island is still there, no outsider will ever be able to walk in here."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand in the cool night wind: "And where the flowers are, there should be an altar."

Mei Hualan nodded and said, "That huge blue altar in Peach Blossom Spring."

"Ah."

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly chuckled slightly: "So the teleportation point on Sigui Cliff leads to Gumengchao."

Mei Hualan cast her eyes on her side face as if feeling something in her heart, and remained silent for a while, but still did not make a sound.

Obviously, all the people living on the dream tide will move instantly, and there is no need to rely on and use such a transmission channel.And there was a teleportation point at the central altar of the island that Zhuang Qingliu didn't even know about, so it's conceivable who built it secretly.

It's just very strange, why did Zhuang Huang secretly establish and keep such a transmission channel?

"Because she's staying behind." Zhuang Qingliu's mouth curled up deeply, his eyes suddenly retracted from the depths of Xuhua, he turned around and left while holding Mei Hualan, and said word by word, "She didn't need such an escape. Passage, but you need it when you are seriously injured to the point of dying, you need it when you are doing tricks, you need it when you are acting—”

"She didn't die at all. 20 years ago, at the last moment when I sealed Gu Mengchao's entire island, she jumped into the teleportation point from here and ran to Sigui Cliff with serious injuries!"

Mei Hualan walked beside her, her eyes silently and solemnly gathered together.

Zhuang Qingliu took her hand and gently squeezed it, looking up at the sky above the entire fairy island: "You actually guessed it before, didn't you?"

Mei Hualan remained quiet for a while this time before saying, "I've seen her before."

seen her?Mei Pan has seen Zhuang Huang? !

Zhuang Qingliu seemed to think of something in an instant, and turned his head suddenly.Mei Hualan grabbed her hand and said calmly, "Don't worry. She wanted to kill me at first, but the sword you gave me suddenly lit up warningly at that moment. She lowered her eyes and fell silent for a moment when she saw it. , let go and said in a low voice 'forget it'."

After she finished speaking, Zhuang Qingliu's eyes rolled with emotions, and his lips were tightly pursed into a line.

Mei Hualan stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around her, hugged her in her arms, and patted her on the back twice: "It's okay, I'm fine, and I haven't been injured. She's been here for so many years—it's because of you, So don't touch me."

Zhuang Qingliu still stood there for a short while without moving.

Zhuang Huang is a very scheming person, no matter when, no matter who, if someone sees through her secret, it is very difficult not to be silenced by her.That's why Zhuang Qingliu picked Zhu Heng out on purpose, and kept Mei Hualan from inquiring about her several times.

But while she was messing with Fengyun and treating everything as a straw dog, at the same time, she let Mei Hualan die just because Zhuang Qingliu couldn't let go, so what did she do?

Mei Hualan patted Zhuang Qingliu's back lightly, feeling her gradually calming breath, she was quiet for a moment, then closed her eyelashes and said, "I don't know some things, but you and her... don't you have any other way or room?"

Zhuang Qingliu raised her lowered eyelashes silently, and withdrew from Mei Hualan's arms without saying anything, turned around and pulled her up to continue walking.Until I walked through the field, through the river, through the forest with frozen flowers, I walked for a long time

She only looked at the setting red sun from a distance, and the redness that filled the sky and the earth was reflected in her eyes: "You don't know her at all, and you don't know what kind of person she is."

Mei Hualan didn't say anything, but turned her head and stared deeply at her.

Zhuang Qingliu watched the last silhouette of the sun fall between the shadows of the mountains, and then raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I want to ask why?"

Mei Hualan took a few steps, but silently and slowly inserted her hand into her ten fingers.

Zhuang Qingliu turned her head, looked at her obedient side face among the mottled shadows of the trees, obviously wanted to know but didn't ask, finally smiled lightly, and said: "Because I am very similar to her."

"It's impossible for you to know what she's going to do before she really makes the final move. Just like when I shuttled back and forth to kill those people from the Immortal Sect within half a day, no one would have thought of it in advance—— Not even you."

Zhuang Qingliu withdrew his gaze from the side face of Mei Hualan, and regained his calm expression and tone: "So I won't be safe. I won't be safe if I don't do anything. Of course I know that life will be much happier and easier if I don't care about some things, but if That way, when it comes to the last moment, you will have no chance to do whatever you want.”

"Now there are some things I know, and some things I haven't sorted out yet, so I still have to visit some places and do some things. For example, there are Taohuayuan. I won't keep these things from you. I will wait until you go again. Once you see it, you will understand."

Zhuang Qingliu led her through a glacier and fir forest, then stepped out of the center of the island, and walked into the dream tide familiar to Meihualan.At this moment, there are still phantoms flying across the sky from time to time, scurrying around, these are ghosts.

Twenty years ago, this group of resentful spirits that would lose control once they entered the Gu Meng Tide were originally intended by Zhuang Huang to attack those people in the Xianmen. The tide of resentful spirits will eventually rush back to the Immortal Gate Continent, and the consequences can be imagined.

And even if she summoned the thunder to finish the chopping, all these grievances would not be wiped out, and the remaining small part would stay in the ancient dream tide and the resurrection of vegetation and slowly annihilate. This process will last for many, many years , it may be a full 200 years before this place will return to its former appearance.And when that time comes, Zhu Heng will be able to bring his people back to their hometown.

The only variable is that Mei Hualan can freely enter and leave all the barriers she has set up because she has formed a bond with her.So for the past 20 years, she has been cleaning up these resentful spirits here day and night by herself, reviving the souls of Gumengchao grass and trees who died in the fire, and fighting with swords for decades.

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyes back and forth, then stretched out his hand in the air, and a cluster of spiritual light emerged from his fingertips to try it out.These vicious spirits who are still alive today and have not been wiped out during the thunder tribulation are very strong. They can easily cut off a human head by rushing over ten feet away, and the edges of the flesh and blood will be curled and blurred.

So over the past 20 years, Mei Hualan, who has always been mixed in the tide of resentful spirits, has become stronger and stronger. These things are equivalent to the experience she has never stopped for a moment.This is also the reason why Mei Siji and the others don't know where she is all year round, and Mei Xiaohan and the others don't know why her cultivation base is quietly and unfathomably deep.

Zhuang Qingliu walked slowly through the ashes-covered woods, looked at the large areas of fresh flowers not far away, and turned to ask Mei Hualan: "This is what you have planted bit by bit in Gumengchao over the past 20 years. ?"

Mei Hualan pointed to a cluster of fresh and slightly green leaves not far away: "I didn't plant them, they grew by themselves."

Zhuang Qingliu approached gently, and looked down at the roots of an old tree that had been burnt to black and withered in the raging fire, and new, soft and straight branches emerged from the roots, which were full of vitality and vigorous.

Life will grow by itself.

Mei Hualan turned her head to look at her quiet and gentle side face, suddenly bent her eyes slightly, stretched out her arms to embrace Zhuang Qingliu, and led her up into the air, straight up to a high cliff bathed in a sea of ​​clouds.

The high cliffs here were once broken by rocks and burned by fire, but now they have restored the fairyland full of vines and small flowers and lingering water vapor pools.

Suddenly, Zhuang Qingliu felt a surge of emotion in her heart. Countless pictures of Mei Hualan returning to her hometown and dream tides appeared in front of her eyes. She would go to the places she had been and see the scenery she had seen. , doing what she was supposed to do, blowing the wind on the edge of the cliff, feeling lost, lying on the ground watching the sky full of stars.

She will never say anything, she will never let people see her softness, whether she is young or growing up, she is too reserved to express her feelings and thoughts.

Zhuang Qingliu stood at the end of the cliff for a long time and quietly, looking inexplicably as if he was about to ride the wind and go away in the next moment.

Mei Hualan's heart was empty, she walked a few quick steps unconsciously, stepped forward and gently embraced her from behind.

Zhuang Qingliu turned her head slightly in her arms, staring at Mei Hualan's face: "You have grown up."

This sentence has come to her mind many times, and she has said it many times during these days, and the meaning is different every time.Mei Hualan put her arms around her and smiled a little, asking, "What do you mean this time?"

Zhuang Qingliu looked at the clear outline and bright facial features: "It means that my eyesight is quite good. I thought it was cute since I was a child, and it really looks good when I grow up."

A slight smile appeared in Mei Hualan's eyes again.

Zhuang Qingliu knew that for a person like Mei Panpan, it would only be nice to have a good-looking face when she praised her good-looking face.

But what she didn't expect was that after finishing speaking, Mei Hualan put her head on her shoulder and said: "I was very good-looking when I was young, does it need to be grown up to see it?"

"..." Zhuang Qingliu's eyes suddenly curled up, "I said that because you look better."

Mei Hualan blinked and asked again: "Do you like me because I'm good-looking?"

Why did this person suddenly behave like this? Zhuang Qingliu stood on the edge of the cliff and smiled: "How about it?"

Mei Hualan pecked at her cheek and smiled lightly: "I'm glad I have this face."

Zhuang Qingliu looked at her thick eyelashes close at hand, smiled for a while, and walked around deliberately: "Really? You can say such words, where is your face, why didn't I see it?"

Mei Hualan gently pursed her mouth into an arc, tilted her head, and kissed Zhuang Qingliu's cheek like water: "Here."

Zhuang Qingliu laughed out loud, and reached out to touch her dimples: "...You." Some places have grown up, and some places are still the same as when they were young.

She turned her hand to hold the plum blossom and swept it up little by little. After a few light ups and downs, she landed on a single concave boulder next to the side of the cliff.Immediately, he sat on the edge of the cliff, stretched out his hand and pointed at the large wetland beach below: "When you are here at most, you can see nine suns at the same time, do you know that?"

But Mei Hualan said softly, "I know."

It is only on the most special cliff in this Gumengchao that one can look up and see the sky full of stars.She came here often in those years, and often lay quietly where Zhuang Qingliu used to like to lie.

At this time, there was a movement of light and shadow around him, and after Zhuang Qingliu turned his head to look, he found that there was a small hole in the ground next to him.The floating lamp quickly unsheathed itself, and jumped in in a concave position.

Zhuang Qingliu smiled and asked, "Your location?"

The floating lamp twisted its body lively and proudly, and after standing upright in the small pit, the tip of the sword shone brightly, igniting a warm and soft halo.

In every windy and cloudy night in those years, Mei Hualan could feel a moment of tenderness only when she looked at the faint light of the floating lamp, which was the last gift from that person to her.

Zhuang Qingliu looked away from the floating lamp, and looked at Mei Hualan's face for a long time before reaching out to embrace her, and pointing down with the other hand: "There is a half-sloping grass over there, do you see it?"

Mei Hualan looked in the direction of her finger and gave a general hum.This cliff is high above the clouds, more than hundreds of feet above the ground. When you are on the top, you can rarely see the bottom.The most important thing is that Zhuang Qingliu is a flower essence, and she is born to see farther than her. Some places that she can see are invisible to human eyes.

However, this does not prevent the two from sitting side by side. Mei Hualan heard her say: "This high cliff has been a place for me alone for hundreds of years. I have almost never brought other people up, including Zhu Heng. I and She grew up together, and there is almost nothing to hide from each other, and I left this cliff to myself, and she doesn't know."

Zhuang Qingliu looked at the grassy slope below: "So you know, when Zhu Heng was in Gumengchao, he especially liked the rabbits here, and every time I didn't pay attention, he would secretly come here with a basket. Hey, and when I went down the mountain, my face was paralyzed, and I would destroy the basket halfway to avoid being hit by me."

She thought she was perfect, but Zhuang Qingliu watched too many times on the cliff, and every time she sat, leaned, and lay down, she almost fell asleep.Didn't expose her either.

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

Zhuang Qingliu turned her head to look at her expression, and laughed softly: "Zhu Heng is like this. As a bird, he has been very arrogant since he was a child. He never said a word that he wanted to say, and he had to listen backwards. And What do you do to pull her together, she thinks you hate you, and if you don't pull her together, she scolds you and doesn't tell her to cause trouble, I don't know how many times I have coaxed you since I was a child."

"..."

Mei Hualan suddenly turned her head and glanced at her subtly, her gaze was filled with something that would only secretly ferment and not float out of the jar.

The smile in Zhuang Qingliu's eyes could fly out of the dream tide from the top of the cliff, he tilted his head and kissed her chin naturally, and coaxed: "She is far worse than you who are obedient and cute, I have a lot of love in my heart." The people you like are sometimes nice to them, but you are different from these people—”

"Only with you, I will feel moved, I will feel wanted, and I will know that I like someone, and I will be so happy."

Mei Hualan finally couldn't bear the words that were on the corners of her lips, she lowered her head lightly, put her arms around Zhuang Qingliu's waist and kissed her back.

Zhuang Qingliu's hands wandered back and forth around her waist, then he took out her sachet and pulled the silk thread.

There are two long hairs in the sachet, both are very soft, one is pure black, and the other is a bit dark brown.That's her hair.

Zhuang Qingliu's mind seemed to see Mei Hualan one day gently opened the sachet, and then carefully pinched a piece of her hair, and then wrapped it with a piece of her own, put it in the kit, and wore it with her. screen.

She asked, "Did I put it in before I died or after I died?"

Mei Hualan lowered her head, put her arms around her and said, "After you leave."

Zhuang Qingliu was quiet for a while, and her voice lowered slightly: "I regret it a little."

Mei Hualan put her hands on her shoulders, looking at her eyes with drooping eyelashes.

"I regret that I shouldn't have waited for you to become an adult."

Zhuang Qingliu put her hair back together, pulled the silk thread gently, and put the sachet back on her body: "Because your family is only 20 years old, so it's fine."

Mei Hualan didn't know what was going on in her mind. After blinking, she lowered her head and continued to kiss her. This time, she even squeezed Zhuang Qingliu's lips, and lingered on her head with her hands.

Zhuang Qingliu naturally poked her fingers in from under the hem of her clothes, closed her eyes and touched Mei Hualan's earlobe lightly, and whispered: "I want you."

Mei Hualan's faint aura instantly became apparent, and there seemed to be water waves in her eyes, and she looked at her face to face with a clear and shining face.

Every time Mei Baa looks at people like this, she is affectionate without knowing it.

Zhuang Qingliu rubbed her gracefully curved back with his hands, turned his head, and glanced at the sky.

It was already late at night outside, so the enchantment barrier of the Dream Tide was still flowing with colorful light and shadow, but now it seemed to be rotating transparently and darkening, leaving only a large piece of gorgeous aurora above the head.

The thick and soft blanket was wrapped on the ground, and Zhuang Qingliu spread a tent-like transparent barrier all around, and then kissed the person on his body: "Have you reacted now?"

Mei Hualan still propped her hands on her sides, looking down at her, her usually tidy and abstinent skirt has been hooked up and drooped into a loose ball.

Zhuang Qingliu laughed softly under her in an unprecedented way: "I was actually very tired that day, and I didn't react much in a dizzy way. But because I miss you in my heart, I miss you very much, so I know that I will be 'dizzy' afterwards In the past, I still wanted to be like you."

Mei Hualan's soft voice had softened a little, and she asked, "What about today?"

Zhuang Qingliu still smiled lightly, kneading her clear phalanx with her hands methodically back and forth: "The difference today is that I am not tired, the same thing is that I still miss you very much, so I have to do it."

The waves in Mei Hualan's eyes swayed to the extreme, and she pulled her hair neatly back, caressing Zhuang Qingliu's face: "Tell me anytime you're tired."

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly laughed, closed her eyes, and stretched out her hand to touch her forehead: "Stop talking nonsense. I'm going to faint all the way up and down, so can I still do it?"

Mei Hualan's eyes overflowed with a soft smile, she lowered her head and kissed Zhuang Qingliu's forehead, the center of her brow, the corner of her mouth, the back of her ear, and lingered down.The gentle movements of the hands are bold without hesitation, but there is a slight embarrassment in the eyes.

"...I can't stand you." Zhuang Qingliu pressed her shoulders and kissed her, completely peeled off her clothes under the sky full of stars, his eyes turned from high to low, his palms slightly raised, wrapping her gently rubbing change.

But Mei Hualan was buried in her neck for a moment, and she put her hand on the back of Zhuang Qingliu's hand, and pecked her ear: "Don't."

Zhuang Qingliu closed her eyes and laughed: "Can't you bear it?"

Meihualan hummed vaguely, but didn't seem to have any, but took Zhuang Qingliu's hand slowly, and finally put it on his back.

Zhuang Qingliu rolled his eyes deeply, and without saying anything else, he patted her on the head, signaling her to continue, then changed his movements to lingering back and forth on her back and Cibai's shoulders.

The night wind blows softly, the aurora flows magnificently, the surrounding mist is slowly stained with the fragrance of flowers, and the waves of stars are shining brilliantly.

The sword tip of the floating lamp had long been extinguished by itself, and soon jumped out of the cliff happily, flying back and forth in the night and mid-air of Gumengchao.

The sound of the flowing spring behind him was clear and sweet, ding ding dong dong.

When the starlight from half of the sky had rotated once, Mei Hualan finally got up in the night with her in his arms, and the two of them were immersed in the soft current of the secluded pool together.After washing Zhuang Qingliuhuan back and forth in her arms, she dressed her carefully and properly one by one.

A bleat will strip your clothes off and put them on again for you.

Zhuang Qingliu raised her head and smiled: "I really like you like this."

Mei Hualan had her long hair hanging loose, she adjusted her eyelashes and straightened her skirt, and asked intentionally, "What did you say?"

"Hahaha." Zhuang Qingliu pulled her up, "Come on now. Can I go to Changgeng Immortal Mansion now?"

Mei Baa-baa was obviously in a good mood, combing her shoulder hair, and asked, "Who are you going to see?"

"Meet someone you haven't met."

If Zhuang Huang's death 20 years ago was playing tricks on her, then she would only miss one place in advance.

Zhuang Qingliu stretched out his hand to hook back the sensible floating lamp, and after throwing it into Mei Hualan's hand, he ran to her back and said, "Let's go, Mei baa, I'm going to carry my wife and start working!"