The wind of the thunderbolt

Time flies, and 300 years have passed away in a flick of a finger. At that time, the pine forest and valley have long since changed, and now they are full of pink willows and catkins.This place is now Liuchu Piaoying.In the depths of the peach forest stands a stone statue, with a graceful figure, an exquisite pendant on the forehead, and a delicate face that makes all the flowers pale. Even the most dexterous craftsman could not create such a celestial being—this is the man who has been stationed here. Xiang Ling has lived for a hundred years.

In the past hundred years, how many times did the man named Nanfeng Bujing that he rescued fail in order to reincarnate himself as a human body?How many times in vain?I have already forgotten it, maybe Nanfeng will not remember it even if I am not competing.

I still remember that day when I turned into a stone statue, Nanfeng Bujing injected true energy into himself, but no matter how many times, it was all in vain. The best healer and the strangest elixir in a century of suffering have tried.All in vain.Seeing this boy come full of hope, he was disappointed again and again in front of him, and then he cheered up again and again to find the divine side.

From the initial pursuit to the present plunder without compromise.The year before last, for the Tianshan snow lotus seeds that appeared once in a hundred years, he killed dozens of people casually. Although they were all fools who coveted the snow lotus seeds, they unintentionally let themselves bear dozens of lives.

Sighing in my heart, there was nothing at my feet.Originally, the almost transparent flower was picked by the Wujue Sword Formation that Nanfeng Bujing broke through Dong'a Tianxuan Mountain a few years ago, and the flower name was Ling Jing.It is the holy medicine for healing, Nanfeng Bujing planted it at the foot of the stone statue after the treatment was ineffective.It was taken away yesterday by a woman who broke in rashly, to save her sweetheart, right?Heh... A small flower can fulfill a couple who are interested, so how can they be reluctant.I just want to look up at the sky and ask, who will fulfill me? ...

In the forest in the distance, I saw a tall figure approaching, thick eyebrows and amber eyes, with impeccable facial features, only a very shallow but discernible scratch under the right eye damaged this flawless face.The double bun on the side of the face is slightly curled, the head is tied with a black jade crown facing the sky, the white clothes are better than the snow, and the white cloak is outside, and it is amazing to be reflected in the peach forest.

Nanfeng Bujing gradually walked into the stone statue, filled with emotion...'How many years?I always come from a long distance, but I am timid at a step away, deeply afraid that it will be another failed experiment'.Stretch out your hand to catch the teardrop that hangs in the air and never fall, you can always see it but you can’t feel the reality, and your hand goes through the teardrop again, it’s still nothingness.Nanfeng Bujing withdrew his empty hand and pressed it on his chest.An inexplicable pain in my heart...

Looking for priceless ages, thousands of miles of dust and smoke and cold temples.At that time, Mo Wang's love was early, but now there is nowhere to break it.Nanfeng Bujing forcibly suppressed the sadness in his heart, reached into his bosom with his hands and took out a stalk of Hanli grass.Cleverly urges internal strength, and the god grass is used up to dissolve the medicine powder.Nanfeng Bujing bit his finger, and used blood as a tune to temper the cold grass.Stretch out your hand and apply it on the forehead of the stone statue.After a quarter of an hour, the stone statue still remained motionless, and the current god grass disappeared like flying sand.

"Hahahahaha..." Nan Feng Bujing laughed wildly, his voice filled with indescribable desolation.All of a sudden, Nanfeng Bujing flipped his hands over and grabbed the stone statue's throat with his right hand.

His eyes were dark, and he couldn't hide his deep affection, "You were the one who provoked me first, why am I the one who is bothering you now, but you don't feel the slightest bit! People say that a madman is rich in youth, and I will spend my whole life Throw your youth all over you, and what you get...is always sad" After finishing the sentence, the ending tune is actually a little wet.

Even if my palms are transcendent and my martial arts are world-class, so what about an invincible madman...why are I so helpless?Why? !Nanfeng Bujing caressed the long-lost person carefully, from the forehead pendant to the delicate bridge of the nose to the small cherry mouth... No matter how difficult it was to hide the longing in his heart, he hugged Xiang Ling and sought warmth on her shoulders...

After an unknown period of time, Nanfeng Bujing let go of the stone statue, and walked straight to a towering giant tree not far away... This is the strange tree that was planted when he searched for medical treatment but failed.This tree grows ten times faster than other trees every day, and one day it will be as tall as the sky. Looking at this tree closely, it is even more strange. It has no leaves and is as smooth as an iron pillar.Nanfeng Bujing would print his palm prints every time the treatment failed, reminding himself of another failure.Today is no exception.The powerful palm force printed a clear imprint on Tianxiang.Affected by this, Tianxiang's internal strength soared, shaking the earth and making people panic.The south wind does not compete to look up --- the palm prints on Tianxiang are already covered with criss-cross patterns like night stars.It seems to show a man's desolate and desperate mood in courtship...

"Are you challenging my bottom line? If you make me tired of all this, your world will be a sacrifice for my world-weary world! If I can't fulfill my wish, the fragrance of heaven will rise day by day. If the sky fails to fulfill my wish, there will always be One day, Tianxiang will burst out of the sky and lie down on the ground. And I will build a grave for this world! Hahaha~..." Nanfeng Bujing walked back sadly.Crazy and endless lovesickness, who will save the youth for a few years, a bunch of coir grass, a bottle of loneliness.Air vs. Luanhong v. tonight...

The south wind does not race to drink alone in front of the stone statue.Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he fixed his eyes on the stone statue.Ling Jinghua has long since disappeared.Nan Feng was furious, "This grass and tree are like my flesh and blood, and no one else should desecrate them!" Turning his hands up, the flowers and grass on his sleeves had already been wiped away.Nanfeng Bujing picked up the flowers and sneered, "I will make the weed stealers pay the price. No one can share what belongs to you!"

After all, sprinkle it casually, and let the petals burn up in the air.The inner essence is mentioned secretly, and the sleeves of clothes are flying.Already flew several miles away with light work...

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