Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 565 Peach and plum spring breeze, it is better to look back (28)

dreamland.

It's a dream, but it's not exactly a dream.

She is like a bystander participating in a dream, a casual person watching a play.

She saw Zhuge Liang kneeling in the prosperous peach forest, all the peach blossoms had fallen, and the thin and drooping branches had no leaves or flowers, as if they were infected by sorrow, mourning sadly.

Who says life is long and endless?

Just like a peach blossom withers away in a moment, and a beautiful woman dies, it is only in the blink of an eye.

Even, he hasn't seen her for the last time, said the last word to her, and... hugged her for the last time.

Nothing was left, the ashes disappeared, turned into nothingness, the empty peach grove, all that was left to him, except for the voice and smile in his memory, sweet memories, it seemed... there was nothing else.

He even had some doubts about whether that woman had appeared in his life.

He lowered his head, without words, without sound, the mottled blood on his body was dark red and dried up, he seemed to have lost his soul, and disappeared with the ashes of that person.

Yan Huan is a bystander.

But... I couldn't stop the sadness in my heart.

She reached out to touch him, her fingertips passing through his body.

That's right, she is a bystander now, and she is here to quietly watch this story, not to participate.

Later, there was an extra wine maker in Wuling Taohuayuan.

The person who made the wine was handsome, magnificent, and very friendly, eager to solve the troubles in love affairs for idiots and resentful women.

A cup of peach blossom wine, two hearts tell the heart.

After drinking, there will be no more worries, and the love will grow old hand in hand.

He will never get the one he loves again, but he would like to see more lovers in this world grow old with each other.

Obsession is so bitter, but love is sweet.

He waited in Wuling Taohuayuan for 200 years, but finally he did not wait for the one he loves.

Yes, it was gone.

He watched her helplessly, as she disappeared in front of his eyes.

What is he still hoping for?

Peach blossom wine, the lover drinks it is sweet, and the other drinks it is bitter.

After repeated replacements, he waited another 200 years.

In the year when the loved one was annihilated, the young peach tree he planted by himself has grown stronger day by day.

Bright, colorful, lush.

The Buddha sighed that he was idiotic, and he wanted to influence his obsession by going down to the mortal world, but he was obsessed with being a loose little fairy in the mortal world.

"She's not here, I'll guard Taolin for her."

"When she was born, I married her. When she died, I remembered her."

"She gave me a peach blossom catastrophe, and I will love her forever."

Buddha sighs, idiot.

He replied, only love can be crazy.

Later, Wuling scattered wine immortals, and suddenly accepted the Buddha's transformation, ranking among the upper immortals.

Immortal name, Xiran Xianjun.

He didn't like it, so he changed Xiran Hall to Yanling Hall, and the immortal name to Wuling Immortal Lord.

All of them were marked by Bai Qingyan's strength.

Memories have to be dug out and chewed repeatedly, so that they will be engraved in the heart and never forgotten.

Yan Huan floated in the sky, watching Zhuge Liang sitting alone in the empty Yanling Hall, holding the portrait in his arms, like waking up from a dream, the portraits of women on the ground were scattered in a mess.

It's been too long, really too long.

He wants to draw all the memories of the past, so as not to forget every bit.

He had and had it all.

Yan Huan's heart throbbed in pain.

She is obviously just a bystander, but she feels heartbroken for the scene.

He was in heaven, waiting for several years.

He is waiting for a heavenly secret that the Buddha told him back then.

He was in charge of the peach blossoms in the world, and since then, all the peach blossoms withered on the ninth day of March.

Flowers are bloomed for you and thank you for you.

There are not many flowers blooming for ten miles, and the beauty is just right for you.

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(End of this chapter)