If fruit love can come again - the sequel to Hua Qiangu

In the Immortal Pavilion in Yaoge City, Dongfang Yuqing opened his eyes on his throne, counted with his fingers together, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

A month ago, he sent a paper crane to Maoshan, and saw that the giant wheel of history was slowly and gently changing its direction.It's a pity that he hasn't gone in the direction he wanted, at least the result so far is still the same as before.

He frowned and sighed, it seemed that he still had to be busy.

At this time, Bai Zihua, who was controlling his sword, had slowly returned to calm, with the breeze blowing around him, cooling his head from the heat just now.

He calmly recalled the situation after Hua Qiangu's death.With the stabbing pain in his arm, he remembered.He clearly remembered watching her disappear, embracing the void where only her breath remained, and finally acknowledging his love for her, finally figuring it out.

In an instant, he had an epiphany and complied with nature.It's really ironic that he has to wait until life and death are separated before he can understand the way, see the nature, and point directly to the original heart.Only when the yin and yang are separated can he break through the ten heavens and reach the state of being filled with immortal energy and clearing the spirit platform.

This is what he bought with her life, and his heart is crying and tearing.He was unwilling to accept such a result, it was too difficult to accept.

His heart ached so much that his consciousness withdrew from his body, Yingying Xianqi was trying to find a way out in his body to relieve the tearing pain in his heart.

After a while, his inner breath finally found a way out in the dantian, and the inner breath rushed out from the Lingtai to vent.At this moment, an urgent cry sounded beside his ear: "No return to the inkstone!"

Immediately, his inner breath was continuously directed towards the Bugui Yan, and after a flash of white light, he lost consciousness.When he woke up, he had already returned to the Changliu Hall, and everything before was like a dream.

"That's Dongfang Yuqing's voice!" Bai Zihua was almost certain that all this was Dongfang Yuqing's trick.

Bai Zihua thought of Dongfang Yuqing and Buguiyan, which seemed unreasonable, but suddenly became reasonable.

His intention is to dissipate the immortal energy, guide him to the inkstone of no return, then push the inkstone of no return, and return to the time before Changliu on the small bone.Things should be like this, but he doesn't understand that Dongfang Yuqing's actions are actually not beneficial.unless

No matter what, he had to find his little bone one step earlier than Dongfang Yuqing, and then figure out what Dongfang Yuqing was planning.

He thought to himself, no matter what Dongfang Yuqing's plan was, he would never let Xiao Gu go, let her go, and let her get hurt again.He had hurt her too much, enough.I'm afraid he will pay for it all his life and never come.

In a blink of an eye, Bai Zihua has already reached the place he saw in the microcosm.A winding and clear stream, the stream flows into a river in the distance, and the rice paddies are continuous, flowing through the fields of hundreds of households, and then out to the sea.

He found the clear and clean stream, went upstream, and saw a peach blossom tree on a small hill, and a small wooden house by the stream not far away.

He slowly harvested the frost, and it floated down in the small open space outside the yard, with a slightly hesitant expression, and suddenly felt that it was difficult to move.Is this the so-called cowardice? !

"Immortal?" A whisper like a wind chime came from the peach blossom tree above her head.Hearing the sound, Bai Zihua's feet froze, and when he raised his head, he met a pair of watery, round eyes full of curiosity, surprise, and obsession.

Bai Zihua's heart warmed up, recalling those same big silly eyes when they first met in Yaochi.The difference is that she was dressed as a little boy on the Yaochi, but now she is a peach blossom fairy in a pink cloth dress.

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, his eyes contained the warmth of spring, he stretched out his hand to her casually, and said coldly, "Come down."

Perhaps, Hua Qiangu has never seen such a celestial figure.Sitting on a tree, she saw a white-clothed immortal from a distance, who came stepping on the clouds. The faint silver light enveloped her whole body like an illusion, as if surrounded by a layer of water mist, and the pure white robe was embroidered. With silver light bamboo patterns, it is exquisitely crafted.The flawless and white Gong Yu fluttered in the wind around his waist, and the jet-black cloud hair, which was as long as his knees, poured out gorgeously all over his body, looking elegant and dusty.

With a thought in her mind, she thought that the person who came wearing clouds is not a fairy, what is it?She thought of "immortal" in her heart, and she really called "immortal" at her mouth

She was so obsessed with watching, oh my god, how could there be such a good-looking person!wrong!It's a fairy, it must be a fairy!

Hua Qiangu watched in a daze, and didn't hear his words "come down".Everyone was silent for a while, if it wasn't for the breeze blowing the leaves and moving the hair, they would have thought it was a painting dyed pink.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is inspired by a beautiful illustration.The picture I wrote the most is that beautiful picture.