The wind of the thunderbolt

Six Out of Piaoying

Sirius, who was brought back by Nanfeng Bujing, sat on the ground, closed his eyes and exercised his kung fu to resist the erosion of the power of death.The tenacity of the power of the god of death, the cold air is everywhere, and the world is covered with snow.Elegant snow all over the sky.It makes today's Liuchu Piaoying even more desolate.

"Is this your suffering?" Nan Feng did not look at the painful Sirius. "So, what about me? How can I vent my inner crux?" Holding the right cheek that was hurt by her that day, the scorching temperature still did not subside.

"Amorous?" Nanfeng Bujing smiled wryly: "Did the slap at the beginning dissolve it? Or did it aggravate? I can't tell. Why does thinking of you now make me feel insane." Thinking of the past few days After all the investigations, I remembered the fact that her heart belonged.Nanfeng Bujing felt sore in his heart...

"Ha!" Sighed, "Why do I have to be so self-pitying?" A faint anger welled up in my heart, and the swelling pain made Nanfeng Bujing feel uncomfortable, and with a casual palm, the ground trembled. "I don't allow it," Nan Feng Bujing murmured to the snowflakes flying all over the sky——

"I don't allow you to bury my deep affection like this!" Nanfeng moved across Sirius without competing.Empowerment is one palm.Instantly suppressing the death aura that exploded in Sirius' body, Sirius' blood-red eyes gradually returned to tranquility.Snow cleared the earth!

"Hahahaha..." Nanfeng Bujing raised his head to the sky and howled, Sirius finally fell asleep. Seeing that the crisis had subsided, Nanfeng Bujing slowly walked in front of Qishu Tianxiang, looked at Tianxiang's mottled palm prints, and was speechless for a while. …

"Last year and today in this door, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people are red, and the faces don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms are still laughing at the spring breeze." On the table, put pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and spread the flawless white paper. Looking at each other while writing, I was speechless.Sensing the familiar century-old breath coming from outside the forest, the slightly dazed Nanfeng Bujing paused with his right hand, and a drop of ink appeared on the paper.

Looking at the beautiful woman walking in, Nan Feng Bu Jing felt a sense of long-lost in his heart, the uneasiness for many days miraculously disappeared, as expected, only by letting her stay by his side can he continue to describe with peace of mind Landscape?

"The shadows on the paper make it impossible for me to draw this beautiful landscape. What do you think - what stroke should be added to make the landscape?" Nan Feng Bujing asked in a low voice.

"Why don't you change the paper, there is no shadow, so there is no question of whether to add more brushes, and you can start from the beginning and continue your mountains and rivers." Xiang Ling avoided Nanfeng Bujing's fiery gaze, "I say this, Can you understand? I want you to know, three thousand weak waters, I am not the one you drink...'

"Hahahaha" Nan Feng Bujing laughed wildly, and broke the wolf hair in his hand into two, this rare and famous product was abandoned by the owner on the ground like this.

Ever since I made love at first glance, I haven't changed my original intention until now. There is no plan to let go of my love, only obsessed with it. How similar are the two people I am facing!

Nanfeng Bujing walked towards Xiangling slowly, but when he got a step closer to her, he stopped.

"Would you like to be in the painting if you want to be in the world, but lose a lot of love, and my landscape falls between your eyebrows?" Is it really that difficult to be in the painting for me?Is this 300 years of waiting not enough for you to see my heart?The south wind does not compete, the south wind does not compete, how long ago did you have such a disturbed mood?

Xiang Ling sighed, and flicked the Langya ring in his hand, feeling a little cramped. "The author draws the world with his strokes, objects or scenery. What enters the painting is always the emotion projected by the painter himself. As the saying goes, painting is born from the heart. The scenery has no heart." It is just meeting the wrong person at the wrong time.

"Innocent?" Ha!Nanfeng Bujing took a breath, his heart was so tense that it was about to explode. "If you have no intention, why did you cry for me in the first place?"

"Tears?" Is that drop of sadness that can be seen but not touched? "That's worrying about myself, not for you, saving you is just a coincidence."

"Coincidence?" Nanfeng Bujing felt that the suppressed emotion in his heart was about to overwhelm him. Was it just a mistake? !

"Thank you for your wrong love, but my heart already belongs, why don't you describe the landscape with another mood?" Xiang Ling persuaded.

In the face of feelings, there is no worth or not, only willing or not.Nanfeng Bujing fell in love with Xiangling, and Xiangling fell in love with Xiezi. It was destiny, and no one could change anyone's mind.Both are people who are chasing hard, the only tragedy is that they don't love each other!

Unable to bear to hear such generous words anymore, Nanfeng Bujing clenched his fists tightly, the feeling called anger gradually made him lose his mind.The left side of my heart is really hurting, who will calm down this endless sorrow?

"Ha! Mountains and rivers? Mood? Today I want to use the power of death, Sirius, to color the mountains and rivers for my mood!" Nanfeng Bujing walked to the side of the sleeping Sirius, and gently tapped Sirius to wake him up from his lethargy.The power of death is awakened!

"You!" Seeing it, Xiang Ling felt bad, but he didn't know what was wrong for a while, "Emotions can't be forced, why bother?" Hurting others and yourself, is it worth it? !It turns out that you and I are the same person.

"Since my mountains and rivers are not with you, why do you care what I do?" Coldly spit out hurtful words, Nanfeng Bujing knew that he would stab the beloved woman in front of him, but the unspeakable pain in his heart forced him to I have to seek temporary pleasure from the harm.

"You are so extreme in order to force my feelings. All the crimes are mine. I can't help but regret why I saved you in the first place!"Xiang Ling was momentarily at a loss. "Is this how you came to repay my life-saving grace?"

'Grace?It turns out that you and I really only care about this so-called thing? It turns out that all this is just a show of gratitude. Nanfeng Bujing and Xiangmingnv are relatively silent at the same time.

While the two were in a stalemate, Sirius, who was awake at the side, slowly opened his blood-red eyes, emitting a more intense red-black airflow than last time.Immediately, the heaven and the earth were affected by the power of death, and the lightning and thunder continued!

Seeing the urgency of the situation, Xiangling couldn't care less about other things, and stepped forward and said hurtful words: "If you think you have the right to ask me for the kindness you have paid for these 300 years, then why can't I ask you for the same day's favor?" Thank you for saving my life! I want to save Sirius! I will definitely save Sirius~!" Xiang Ling finished speaking, with an incomparably determined face!

"Ha! Grace. 300 years in exchange for your life-saving grace, and it will be written off from then on." Nan Feng Bujing looked at Xiang Ling's face, wanting to engrave this familiar face into his mind and into his blood. In fact, a long, long time ago, as long as I can draw her face even if I close my eyes and paint. Is this the catastrophe of my failure to compete with the south wind?If meeting you is really my catastrophe, then I will fight against the sky without hesitation!

"You are mine, and I will never let you go!" After the last word fell, the south wind turned away without competition, leaving only scars and sorrows all over his body.

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