Hua Qiangu Fans - Pocahontas - She is here

"If you hadn't been so hard-pressed to hurt Hua Qiangu over and over again, the situation might not have developed to the point where it is now out of control. Now that Bai Zihua has fallen into a demon, you have contributed a lot."

Mo Yan, who was lying on the ground and almost collapsed, suddenly heard someone sneering behind him, looked back, and saw Zhuran standing behind him at some point, looking at him gloatingly.

"What are you doing here?" Mo Yan asked lightly, then stopped looking at him, only helped Bai Zihua to put him on the couch with great effort, and took out a brocade handkerchief from his bosom to carefully wipe the blood on his body .

"Let me see how the righteous people who have eliminated the demon gods live happily and joyfully." Zhuran folded his hands on his chest, posing as if he was watching the show, and shot a cold smile from his slender eyes .

Mo Yan remained silent, lowered his head and wiped Bai Zihua's arm. After a while, he sighed.

"That spring, I was ordered by my master to travel down the mountain. The rhododendrons at the foot of Changliu Mountain were blooming very well. There was a sea of ​​red flowers under the sun. I couldn't see the end at a glance. Maybe I haven't felt the beauty of the world for a long time. I just fell asleep in the flowers, and when I woke up, I saw a girl standing in the flowers and smiling at me, wearing a green dress and a skirt, a cinnabar mole under the left eye is really charming in the sun..."

Recalling that scene back then, Mo Yan could not help but smile on his face. Under the bright sun at noon, in the sea of ​​red flowers, the green fir woman was more dazzling than the sun. The phoenix eyes are bent into the crescent moon in July and August, which makes people feel refreshed and happy when they look at them.

"You are really muddle-headed, to sleep soundly here and ruin this beautiful spring for nothing!"

She frowned her pretty eyebrows, tactfully and coquettishly.

"After drinking the wine at dusk, the dream lies among the flowers. There are such beautiful words in the poems. Why does the girl care so much?"

The young man back then was not the World-Honored One of today, why was he ever ridiculed by a woman like this?All of a sudden, the mood was up, and the words were full of jokes.

"Unexpectedly, you look dull, but there is something interesting in your words."

Smiling, her bright face revealed a delicate and charming color, which dazzled people.

"Your Majesty will stay tight, dare to ask the girl's name?"

"Changliu Mountain? It's also a good place. My name is Wushuang. Do you dare to share this fairy altar with me, just to get drunk in this red mountain?"

"Immortal, hehe, what a name, I would like to accompany Miss Wu to have a drink."

I used to think that this life would be lazy looking back at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be king, but some things, once started, can never go back to the beginning, and when we meet again, things have changed.

"Mo Yan, are you really disregarding your past friendship and breaking up with me?"

The green fir is still floating, but the temples have turned gray. In three years, more than 1000 days and nights of longing for solitude have been spent. Her eyes are red and full of resentment, but she still holds a glimmer of hope for the man in front of her. Yingchou wiped out the tenderness of the past with just one sentence, how could she be willing.

"Demon girl, if it wasn't for your intentional deception, how could I have been with you...for a lifetime, how can I destroy it? Never meet again!"

With a wave of the long sword, a piece of the light gauze robe was immediately separated, and the light blue remnant cloth slowly fell in front of Wushuang with the wind. She opened her almond eyes, following the light blue piece, watching it fall at her feet .

"It's such a cutting gown to judge righteousness, such a sentence of blue fall and yellow spring, and we will never meet each other forever." Wu Shuang raised her head slowly, suddenly felt her heart was full of five flavors, it was hard to describe, and suddenly, she couldn't help laughing, and her mournful smile echoed in the empty valley Voice,

"What Changliu Shangxian, what decent people, they are all hypocritical prodigal sons, since it is necessary to end it, it is better to end it completely!"

After saying that, he soared into the sky and turned into long stone-blue snakes, flying vigorously. The heads of the snakes spat out long blood-red letters, opened their sharp teeth, and let out a sharp and ear-piercing neighing sound, and rushed towards them.

Mo Yan had a bad heart, gathered all his strength into the sword and stabbed vigorously, but could not feel the slightest resistance, but it was too late to stop. The moment he got close to her body, all the green snakes turned into bursts of nothingness and dissipated It was in the air, and the sword body had already sunk into his chest.

"Frost!"

The moment he pulled out the sword, blood gushed out, and he stood there at a loss, watching her fall in front of him like this.

"If, if you do it all over again, would you like to have a drink with me?"

He spat out blood, but with the last bit of strength, he raised his head and asked.

He knelt down and stroked her white hair without a trace of variegation, only the cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye was still as beautiful as before, his five internal organs were as painful as if they were being pulled out alive, and facing her expectant gaze, he almost blurted out It came out, but it was like a stick in the throat. In the end, he still didn't utter half a word.

The deadly silence dimmed the last trace of hope in her eyes. She felt that her life was passing by quickly, but instead of the fear of dying, it was replaced by bitter despair.

"Well, as you said, the blue sky and the yellow spring will never see each other forever."

Staring straight at him, she slowly finished her last sentence in this life, turned her face, looked at the boulder not far away from the corner of her eye, felt sad, and fell into a long sleep.

And the pair of young, tearful and frightened eyes behind the boulder slowly condensed into rays of hatred.

☆、Chapter 44