fairy wife

The wind and snow blew the shallow lines drawn by Qiuqiu into smoke, and they disappeared in an instant.

Shi'er stood behind her without saying a word.

Qiuqiu listened intently and distinguished the vague voices mixed in the wind and snow.

The voice was not coherent, nor was it the voice of a single person.At the beginning, it was like a mountain wind and pines, with monotonous ups and downs.But gradually there were other sounds, someone whispering, the sound of a flute, the faint song of a bird.

Those voices penetrated a long time, those arguments, cries, exclamations, noise, silence, questioning, justification, and scolding.There are also sharp blades breaking the wind, huge boulders collapsing, raging flames, all things sprouting, flying and torrenting, eagles hitting the sky, and the moon sinking into the stars...

These voices should be complicated and fragmented, but she feels that each voice is so clear. This is not the voice of a single person, or even a voice that can be made in a short period of time. If you close your eyes, it seems to be staged around you. It is the joys and sorrows and changes of thousands of years.

Shi'er saw Qiuqiu take a step forward, then looked back at him.

Shi'er gave her an encouraging look.

My heart immediately settled down.

Qiuqiu's bewilderment settled down under Shi'er's quiet gaze.

She is not afraid because she knows he is there.

Qiuqiu turned around and took another step forward.

Shi'er watched Qiuqiu walk forward step by step on the water, the belt around her waist fluttered wantonly in the strong wind.

Under his gaze, Qiuqiu's figure melted and dissipated instantly like a drop of ink falling into the water.Just like that, it disappeared before his eyes.

With the strong wind whistling beside her ears, Qiuqiu raised her head, and countless illusory lights and shadows flashed in front of her eyes, just like snowflakes mixed with the strong wind, flashing by quickly, from appearing to disappearing may not be more than a snap of a finger.

The voices that rang in the ears gradually disappeared, and there was only a man's voice, which was vague and indistinct.He seemed to tell her about a simple beginning and a brilliant process.Then came the abrupt end.

The light and shadow in front of him became scattered and sparse.

Qiuqiu finally saw clearly where she was standing.

This is Heartbroken Cliff?

No, there is a strong wind all the year round on Duanchang Cliff, flying sand and rocks, but here it is quiet and quiet, the sky is full of stars, and the narrow stone beams stretch forward in twists and turns on the water.I don't know where it leads.

Qiuqiu took a step forward and stepped onto the stone beam.

She saw an upright and unrestrained man, wearing a dark black and silver-trimmed robe and wearing a cloud crown, not far in front of her.

He glanced at her, although his expression was arrogant.His eyes looked warm.

He walked in front of her, as if leading the way for her.

"There was no Nine Peaks in the world. Tens of thousands of years ago, here was a vast ocean. The sun changed and the stars moved, and the sea changed. After the sea water receded, it became a lofty mountain. I came here with my seniors and friends, and here Pan Heng Settled here, and later people called it Jiufeng."

Qiuqiu couldn't help but ask, "Who is senior?"

He replied from a distance: "I am Gao Wei."

He was the first Seventh Peak Leader.

Gao Wei's figure was disappearing in the darkness.And on the right side of Qiuqiu appeared a woman with jade-like skin.There seems to be countless beautiful mountains and rivers gathered between the eyebrows and eyes, and a crescent-shaped jade disc is worn around the neck.

She smiled slightly at Qiuqiu.

The third person who appeared was also a woman. She rode a white horse and galloped across the water. The horse's hooves broke through the calm water, leaving circles of shallow creases.She looked back, the ring around her waist was thrown up, and the tassels on the saddle left a silver star in the air.

The sound of horseshoes gradually faded away, and Qiuqiu heard the neighing of the distant horse, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance floating in the darkness.

Then there was an old man, his beard and white beard, standing high and far away, turning his head to glance in Qiuqiu's direction.

Walking forward again, a bright sword shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

The sword shadow rushed to the sky, making people dazzled.Qiuqiu could almost feel the cold and stinging sword energy that cut his face like a knife.

When the shadows of the ten thousand swords merged into a bunch, Qiuqiu saw that the one holding the sword was a heroic young man.

There is another person standing beside him, born exactly like him, holding a long sword of the same style in his hand. The clothes of the two are black and white. If you don't look carefully, you really think that the person in black is a boy in white. a shadow of

This should be a pair of twin brothers.

The sound of the piano came faintly, Qiuqiu turned her head to look, and the flute player nodded slightly at her.

His face was pale and delicate, but there was no light in his eyes. The two faced each other, and Qiuqiu noticed that his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

This is Li Yixiu, the peak master who is said to be blind from birth.

He walked with Qiuqiu.

"Has senior's eyes been blind all this time?"

"Yes." Li Yixiu said softly: "But there are many things that cannot be seen with the eyes. Sometimes it is better that the eyes cannot see, because there are many times, what the eyes see may not be real, it will deceive you."

He pointed to the water under his feet: "Look."

The surface of the water is like a mirror, reflecting a dark night sky, twinkling stars, and the figures of Qiuqiu and Li Yixiu standing on the stone beams.

He asked, "What did you see?"

"See seniors, and me."

Li Yixiu shook her head: "You are wrong."

Qiuqiu turned her head, Li Yixiu smiled slightly: "There is only you here, I don't exist. Don't be deceived by your eyes, don't be deceived by what you see in the future."

He turned around and walked into the distance, disappearing from Qiuqiu's sight.

One after another former peak masters appeared in front of her eyes, and then passed away in such a hurry.They all used to be in charge of this mysterious and unpredictable seventh peak. Some fell halfway, some disappeared, and some had already ascended to immortality.

The stone beams are still stretching forward, Qiuqiu looks at everything in front of her obsessively, and walks along the narrow stone beams.

Jiufeng has gone through many years of ups and downs, but still stands firm.It does not conform to the old ways, and it is never alone.

Qiuqiu saw a scene that she will never forget.

The peak master Guo Cisheng, who knew no kung fu, drew the formation with blood.The blood was exhausted and there was still a gap in the formation, so she jumped into the formation together with countless comrades, filling in the gaps in the formation.The huge seal released ten thousand golden lights, completely sealing the cave in the Demon Realm.The monster roared and screamed fiercely, and was torn apart by the golden light. It took a long time for the scarlet blood rain to stop.

It turned out that the seal that sealed the Demon Realm and the human world was so difficult and the price was so tragic.

Qiuqiu touched her cheek, and before she knew it, tears were streaming down her face.

After Guo Cisheng.The Seventh Peak has been empty for many years, and then there is a new peak owner, Shang Zhen.She was born extremely beautiful, and her eyes were as soft as spring water.She also doesn't know kung fu or swordsmanship, but her calligraphy and paintings are full of aura.When Qiuqiu watched her make the last stroke, the crane on the paper broke out of the paper, and the clear beeping resounded through the sky.

The ancients have gone by crane.

Qiuqiu moved forward.

The woman who appeared in front of her eyes almost made Qiuqiu exclaim.

She looks delicate and beautiful.It's so similar to Shi'er.

No, it should be said that Shi'er and she are so similar.

who is she?What's the relationship between her and Shi'er?

The woman stood in front of Qiuqiu, but her gaze passed Qiuqiu and looked behind her.

Qiuqiu turned her head to look, and a girl with phoenix eyes and a bright red camellia on her hair smiled and greeted her.Call her affectionately: "Senior sister, why are you here. Let me find it easier."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I have a style of swordsmanship that is wrong no matter how you practice it, senior sister, please teach me again."

Her smile and eyes make people like her, but at an angle that people around her can't see, her eyes show a cold light of unknown meaning.

Qiuqiu's heart trembled, she was secretly anxious, but she couldn't make a sound to remind her.

She didn't need to raise her voice.

Because this is what has happened.

On the surface, the junior sister, who was adored and affectionate towards her senior sister, kept looking at her with jealous eyes behind her back.

"Senior Sister. Congratulations." She said with a smile on her face: "May you and the Peak Lord be united forever." She seemed to ask casually: "Is this the Ruyi Ring? I have only heard of it, but I have never been here. I haven't seen it before."

"Yeah. Let me show you, it's actually nothing to look at, it's just like this."

She pulled out a thin rope from her collar, and tied a wish ring on the rope.

Qiuqiu raised her hand and touched her neck.

That's right, that one is the Ruyi ring, which is now tied to her body.

"When I see you again in the future, I will call you Mrs. Peak Master."

"Don't talk nonsense, no matter who I am, you are my good junior sister." The woman wearing the Ruyi ring smiled and shook her hand: "We have been together since we were young, and we agreed to be sisters for life. I haven't forgotten that."

"I haven't forgotten either, Senior Sister."

She said such sincere words, but when the scene changed, she held a bowl of soup medicine, flicked her fingernail lightly, a drop of pitch-black blood fell from her fingertips, dripped into the jade cup, and the black color quickly melted into the jade cup. In the medicine, no trace can be seen.

"Senior sister, take the medicine quickly. Don't worry too much, the peak master will be fine. It's just a temporary loss of communication. You are pregnant now, so you must take care of yourself."

The woman lying on the stone bed looked haggard, her belly was bulging, she was obviously pregnant, she smiled wearily, and took the medicine bowl.

"Drink it while it's hot, the effect of the medicine will weaken when it gets cold."

Qiuqiu shouted desperately in her heart, don't drink, don't drink!

But the person holding the medicine bowl didn't have any doubts, she lowered her head and drank the whole bowl of medicine.

Qiuqiu's heart sank to the bottom.

She had already vaguely guessed the identity of this woman in her heart, so she redoubled her resentment and despair.

Poisoning, childbirth, the woman moaned in pain, and the heavy rain crazily poured down between the sky and the earth.

The scene in front of him all disappeared, and Shiliang had come to an end.

There was a small token hanging in front of her eyes, it looked inconspicuous and had no brilliance.

Becoming a palm master can gain a lot, but at the same time, there are more things to bear.

Taking this step forward, maybe her life will be completely different from then on.

The token floated silently, as if waiting for her to figure it out.

Qiuqiu stretched out her hand, and at the same time her fingertips touched the token, Shi'er, who was standing in the wind and snow, lowered her head. The token with a simple pattern around his waist was set on the seventh edge. A runestone instantly lit up.

————————————(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

ps: This chapter has also been written from after dinner to the present, so the writing is so slow. . .After calculating [-] words, it took me another four hours to write, which means that the speed is only seven or eight hundred per hour~~