Chapter 1824 [Shangxie] Memories

The blindfold was very long, and a length of white cloth flew up behind her head.

She leaned on the wall, held the sword, and walked slowly and steadily step by step.

Not far away, outside the window of her room, was a young man dressed in brocade, leaning on the tree trunk of the cliff with his arms folded, his eyes quietly reflecting the figure whiter than snow, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

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Fuyi Pavilion is her exclusive place.In order to build this attic located on the cliff, a lot of effort was spent on Misty Mountain.

Having lived here for many years, Xia Fuyi was able to walk with her eyes closed long ago, but after being away for so many years, she really wanted to walk with her eyes closed. After all, it was still slower. By the time she slowly reached the back mountain, less than half the time had passed. hour.

This is the back of Fuyi Pavilion, which is vertically connected to the stone platform behind the Qingshi Hall.

So the same waterfall swooped down from the mountain wall, forming a huge natural lake here, and then continued to gurgle down.

At the beginning, the site owner of Fuyi Pavilion was decided by the door owner himself. Even this lake was turned into Xia Fuyi's personal territory by him. The pleasing lawn, in spring, there are dandelions blooming all over the mountains and plains. When the wind blows, the tidbits can float all the way to the bluestone hall above.

As for the Lancui Lake on the lake, it was of course ordered by the door owner. A mere Fuyi Pavilion was ordered by the door owner to spend a lot of manpower, material and financial resources on the top and bottom of the Tianji Gate. There were few rumors that when Xia Fuyi went to practice a sword, his disciples who were not afraid of death would come up to make fun of him.

Thinking about it now, those ridicules still seem to be in her ears, but now she even feels strange to this back mountain where she used to come to sleep from time to time.

The girl in white stood in the vast and silent wind, her face tied with white cloth strips looked around blankly, but she didn't know which direction to look for Xia Fuyan's tombstone.

Until a slight sound came, she turned her head vigilantly.

After a while, there was another sound.

It was like the sound of a stone hitting a stone. It was very crisp. She quickly understood it. After a moment of silence, she walked slowly towards the source of the sound without making a sound.

When she reached a certain position, the knocking sound suddenly disappeared, and she took a small step forward cautiously, and slowly stretched out her hand.

The slender fingers touched the air blankly for a while, and finally touched a cold stone tablet.

Xia Fuyi then became quiet.

I didn't move my hands either.

She was condensed in the wind and sunshine of this early winter, like a fossil that gradually decayed.

Not far away, Mu Ningqing, who followed the girl all the way, closed her eyes, quietly rested her head on the tree trunk, and sighed silently.

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Xia Fuyi was not originally called Xia Fuyi, and Xia Fuyan was not originally called Xia Fuyan.

They are just two beggars who fled from the ruins when the country was destroyed and the city was destroyed. They have been in exile for a long time, but how can they still remember their names.

They didn't even know their birthdays or their hometowns, they only recognized each other based on their height, although this was actually Xia Fuyan's own decision.

Before being picked up by the head of the Tianji Sect, the two had been living together, although this was actually Xia Fuyan's independent claim.

Fuyi has urinated like a piece of ice since she was a child. She is not good at speaking and has no expression. At one time, her friends who were fighting for territory and food with them thought she was dumb.

(End of this chapter)

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