sun song

Hanging in autumn, the golden and reddish shadows sprinkled in this bright universe, the vast world.How much greenness has faded away, and the soul of chrysanthemum and osmanthus are born.

The maple leaves dyed the crimson clothes with the brilliant light, like the jumping flames on the red candle.

The wonderful sound is round and round, and the smile is pleasant.The daytime is clear, the night is full of cicadas, magpies laugh and doves dance, describing heaven.

The blond boy looks at the distant mountains and the near water, the clear stream is turbulent, the butterflies and leaves are dancing, and there are many fruits.

The country is boundless, but I don't know that there are people with such a beautiful voice.

Smiling, he jumped up and flew into the sky.Wait and see, listen carefully, the singing is like a thread, continuous, ups and downs, and suddenly the ice spring is cold and stringy, and the condensate will never stop.

Surprised by life, he flew out of his heart, looking at the bright yellow forest in the distance, squatting a young man in thin clothes, the dusty color of the yellow forest could not hide his beautiful lonely shadow, and a dying deer in front of him dripping with blood.

As he got closer, he saw the youth in Xiangyi stroking the wound of this deer with his slender fingers, his green eyes glistened with sadness, the moonlight pearl in the sea was full of tears, and it was still a verdant "emerald"!Such beautiful eyes!

Brother Xuelai's blue eyes are cold with gentleness, while his green eyes are clear with sadness.Probably because of the deer.

"Can I help you?" The blond boy knelt down and stared into his eyes.

He raised his head, two strands of sideburns naturally hung down on his chest, his outline was narrow, his skin was delicate, his lips were slightly thick, and his eyes looked suspicious.

A moment later, a crisp voice sounded.He said: "Huajiao is injured, can you cure it?"

The blond boy nodded and said, "I'll give it a try." Holding the antlers in his hand, he probed.

It is a divine beast, similar to magic, it should be very easy.Close your eyes and channel some energy.When I opened my eyes again, the wound had disappeared.

The flower corner stands up and walks around the boy in Xiangyi. The boy in Xiangyi smiles, the blue sky is clear, the valleys are deep, the water is gurgling, it is so beautiful!He said, "Huajiao, he saved you."

Huajiao seemed to have just seen the blond boy, walked over to him, and said, "Thank you, your hair is beautiful."

The blond boy showed his face.Listening to the voice like a spring again: "You are not from the flower and tree department, why do you also have healing magic?"

The blond boy frowned, with a blank expression on his face, after all, he hadn't thought about this question.He said: "I don't know, it can be done since childhood, just lose a little light magic! It seems that light magic has a strong healing function. Well, yes, you can gather all related clansmen together to form a light magic healing system! Great! Yes! Thank you for reminding me! By the way, I haven’t asked your name yet! It seems that I haven’t seen you before.”

The young man in Xiangyi nodded, his smile was like a peach blossom, and his voice was like fairy music: "My name is Yinqu, and my master was made by Guyu. After leaving the valley at the age of six, I lived in the deep mountains and jungles, with birds and beasts as companions."

The blond boy's eyes glowed with golden light: "Is it Gu Yu? Is it the direct disciple of the Xianshen, the junior brother of the elder Shu Tianlian?"

"So you know all of them! The three direct disciples of Xianshen, Shu Tianlian, Xiashuangjiang, and Wei Guyu all have the ability to create gods. You can't be created by your uncle, right?"

The blond boy shook his head: "The elder doesn't want to mention it. My memory before I was five years old seems to be missing a part. As long as I can remember, I lived with brother Xuelai in the Valley of Forgetfulness, and the elder would come occasionally. I didn't move to it until I was ten. Limbo Garden."

"Then your brother Xuelai doesn't know?"

"I found him in the snow and lost my memory just like me."

"So that's the case, then what's your name? Can you take me to see my uncle?"

"Of course, my name is Xue Xin."