After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

The person who came was dressed in a white shirt, the sleeves of which were in the wind. It was the color of crystal clear snow standing in the shadow of the tree with a long body, but the gloomy sharpness between the eyebrows and eyes cut through the frost and snow, leaving only a lonely death: "Chang Shu?"

"Master!"

The pretty figure flew over, the rings around his waist shook and collided, and jingled. When he came in front of him, his face was like a lotus flower with water droplets hanging on it. It was blown by the wind and rain in the clear pond. I felt pity for it. , "Master, it's all the fault of the disciple. It's the disciple who came back from Yunyou late, so he found out that the master was missing, and missed the opportunity to find the master as soon as possible. The disciple committed a big mistake, please punish the master!"

Although she was crying heavily, the etiquette engraved in her bones was never forgotten, and she knelt down to salute in an orderly manner, her body trembling with her sobs.

"So the big dragon is the master that little Changshu has been looking for for a long time? No wonder it looks exactly like the person in the painting," Xiaotu stood up on her hind legs, suddenly realized the scene before her, and felt a little puzzled, "Mr. Changshu has already found her master, why is she still crying? Shouldn't she be laughing?"

"There are many ways for humans to express emotions. Sometimes crying is not necessarily sad, and laughing is not necessarily happy."

Su Wan lifted it up from the ground, turned into a small one and put it in the palm of his hand.

"Huh? Humans are really strange."

The little rabbit scratched his head in distress.

The person in front of him smiled faintly, and the lingering light of the lake was reflected in his handsome eyes: "Then you might as well guess, why am I smiling now?"

Caught off guard and fell into a pool of clear waves, the little rabbit with its long ears hanging down smiled a little embarrassedly: "I, I can't guess, I only know that I can laugh now because of Mr. Qing Heng."

A cold peripheral vision fell over, Su Wan suppressed her smile, and looked sideways at the person whose eyelashes were covered with shadows.

"Master, where have you been during the time you disappeared? Everyone on and off Nanhua Road is looking for you."

Chang Shu grabbed his sleeves, her eye circles and nose tip were all red, she looked more like a rabbit than a bunny.

"Looking for me?"

Xu Qingyi's expression was flat, his gloomy eyes seemed to be swallowed by dark clouds, and the wind and rain were approaching, "Why are you looking for me?"

"Master, you suddenly disappeared without a trace and your whereabouts are unknown. The emperor, the elders, and the brothers and sisters are all worried about this. Besides, you are the head of Nanhua Dao, you are Zhenjun Hexuan, and the entire Nanhua Dao is waiting for you." go back."

"Master..."

He read these two words lightly, suddenly as if being stung by something, his face changed slightly and he raised his eyes hurriedly, his dark eyes fell on the young man who was handing the paper kite to the bob-tailed deer, "Do you really expect that?" A dragon going back to be the master?"

"dragon?"

Changshu didn't understand what she meant, and when she raised her eyes in a daze, the person in front of her suddenly appeared in front of her for a short time - a silver dragon Chad wrapped in gray air loomed, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back in shock.

Afterwards, he seemed to be floating in the sky, landed on the side of the handsome man, and threw the rabbit in the man's hand, then hugged him from behind, interlocked his fingers, and followed him with the silver tail The legs were entwined, and the chin rested on his shoulder and neck, with blue waves in his eyes, rippling charmingly: "The Hexuan Zhenjun you are looking for has long since died, and now I belong to him."

The sweet scent from last night surged up again, and Su Wan was tightly entangled by him, unable to break free. He glanced at Changshu. The little girl was so shocked by the scene in front of her that her limbs became stiff, her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were wide open. It almost fell out of the eye sockets, and stood there like a wooden stake.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, your master is out of his mind."

Su Wan smiled bluntly, and pushed his head that was rubbing against his neck.

Master, he... is out of his mind? !

Changshu's brain was down for two seconds, and she quickly realized: Why did Shizun just become a dragon?Why did Master say that True Monarch Hexuan is dead?Isn't he alive and well?Isn't the master and the fifth master uncle in a state of mutual dislike?How can it be so close now?

The Xuanyan in the sky turned around and flew to the north of the forest, and the spirit beasts by the lake also frolicked and followed the kite to the north.

"Put the tail back."

Three figures were reflected in the lake water. Su Wan pushed back the dragon tail on her body, and saw Changshu who was in shock bursting into tears. Rolling in, finally pouring out with extreme sadness.

The little rabbit walked slowly, and when she heard the cry, she came back, took off a leaf and handed it to her to wipe her tears: "Little Changshu, even if your brain is broken, it can be cured, so don't cry!"

Changshu shook her head: "I just hate myself for not being able to find Master sooner. My Master has always been like frost and snow, and he is not a crowd. His cultivation is even more unpredictable. There are very few people in the world who can hurt him." Not much, but now he has turned into Zhenlin, even if it is only a few decades, he must have suffered a lot."

"Isn't it good to become a dragon? Dragons are very precious in our animal world, just like treasures!"

"It's not bad, but it's very bad for Master."

She understood his temperament, and knew that he would not want to live in the world with something he hated so much. To him, turning into a dragon was clearly a devastating blow to fall from a high platform into an abyss.

The hand wrapped around his waist suddenly loosened a little. Su Wan went to look at Xu Qingyi who was beside him, and saw his blue eyes staring at Changshu, his expression moved slightly, so he turned his head and said softly: "Senior brother, there is always someone in this world. No one will give up on you, so don't give up on yourself."

"how about you?"

The pair of rippling eyes turned, and the deep blackness of despair stopped in his eyes.

"Me too."

"Even if I look like this now?"

"Isn't it good to be the old Hexuan Zhenjun?"

not good.

His lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Master! No matter whether you are a dragon or a human, in the hearts of disciples, you will always be the best master, the head of Nanhua Dao, and the unique True Monarch Hexuan in the world!"

Changshu lowered her head to wipe away her tears, and then showed him a pair of watery but extremely determined eyes.

When he looked at her, his eyes were filled with fog, as if a layer of cold light was about to break through the mist, but it was hidden in the sparse shadows.

The lifelike Jinpeng also spread its wings and soared into the blue sky for thousands of miles, before being hidden in the clouds, it was first caught by invisible thin threads.

"Little Changshu is really amazing, a few words can make Master Hexuan change his mind? Or is it true that Master Hexuan can't see the little girl cry?"

Xue Mastiff held a piece of foxtail in his mouth, and looked at the young man leaning on the branch of the vigorous red cypress with a playful smile.

He lazily raised his eyes and looked at the swaying branches and leaves in the sky: "You have been in the martial world for hundreds of years anyway, and you have seen people's hearts after all."

"Yes, yes, that little girl Changshu is indeed very smart and likable, but her eyes are not good, so she just recognized an unkind master!"

Xue Mastiff has always cared about Xu Qingyi's repeated attempts to take his life.

"Don't you forget, that cute little Changshu was also taught by him."

"So, it's a miracle that Chang Shu was not raised by him."

He sighed, chewed the grass roots, and heard him ask casually: "By the way, do beasts have a specific period of affection?"

"Missing?"

Xue Mastiff chewed on the meaning of his words, "You mean copulation?"

Before he could answer, he seemed to have thought of something, dropped the foxtail in his mouth, and jumped to his side: "You, are you asking for Zhenjun Hexuan? You won't..."

"Don't overthink it."

He pushed the dog's head away, "But he's really weird recently. I thought he was crazy, but after thinking about it, I think it's not right."

Xue Mastiff rubbed his face, and sat obediently beside him: "Every spring season, some beasts will enter the period of thinking, but beasts like ours that can transform into humans and have intelligence can restrain their internal organs. lustful."

He flicked the blades above his head: "The True Lord Hexuan has the body of a dragon, but he was originally a human. Don't humans know how to restrain themselves better than us in this respect? But it doesn't rule out that it's his first time to become a dragon. It takes time to get used to this body."

It also happens to be the sequence of spring.

Su Wan put his hands on his head and quietly watched the Jinpeng hovering in the air through the branches and leaves.

"Why don't you ask Ah Yao about this?"

Seeing that he didn't speak any more, Xue Mastiff returned to his playful smile.

"You look old and cunning, you should know more than him."

He squinted at him and smiled secretly.

"Old, treacherous, giant, cunning?"

Xue Mastiff's voice raised eight tunes, and angrily tore off the new leaves that had just grown from the red juniper branches.

The breeze blew slightly, and the lake surface was wrinkled.

"Master, do you still remember the crabapple planted in the courtyard of the bedroom? It blooms every spring now, and it must have been waiting for you to go back and see it."

Changshu followed the man in white clothes Shengxue every step of the way, and kept telling him what had happened in Nanhua Dao in recent years, "Also, didn't you always scold the third senior sister for being unsteady in her sword heart before? Now the third senior sister The sword in your hand can be held firmly. Although you have not been in the Daoist sect these years, the senior brothers and sisters have always kept in mind the teachings of the master and practiced diligently day and night. With a long beard, he looks older than Elder Meng!"

Finding that the master was silent, she raised her eyes to look at the paper-made bird, and said hastily, "Master, this paper kite was made by a disciple. I'm ashamed to say that during my travels, I used the paper kite to find the fifth uncle's trace. So I opened a paper kite workshop in Dizhou to collect news about Fifth Master Uncle..."

"When did you know he was still alive?"

He looked at the sky and asked suddenly.

"I just remember that it was a spring season, and all the paper kites I released that day flew back."

Changshu recalled the past when the two of them met again, and couldn't help smiling, "The weather was so nice that day, even the wind smelled like flowers, thousands of paper kites covered the blue sky, and when they fell down, they turned into The way he looked, he knew I wanted to see him, so he came to see me."

She smiled and looked at the person in front of her who seemed to be exuding radiance: "Master, Uncle Fifth is really good."

The man remained motionless, as if snow had fallen in his eyes, and it was so cold that there was a shocking bloodstain meandering in the silver covering that engulfed the mountains and rivers.

Of course he knew that the man was nice, but he was nice to everyone.

It was because he was too greedy, so he wanted to be everything around him, the wind wrapped around his body, the dead leaves falling on his shoulders, the water flowing through his fingertips, the snow kissing his hair... …

Why can't the light just shine on him?It doesn't matter even if he will be burned to ashes, even if he pity him, it doesn't matter.

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感谢在2022-09-0408:31:50-2022-09-0519:30:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!