Xianxia Romance: Three Lives and Three Worlds

Chapter 284
Those who survived the battle of annihilation all watched this scene with fascination. Everyone saw the purple light around the demon god gather and form again. Everyone was shocked and didn't know what she was implying.

The purple light around her changed direction and flew towards the four artifacts gathered in the sky above the East China Sea.When Zi Guangfei left her, she felt as though someone had drained all her strength and fell softly from the air.

"No!" Zitan Shangxian, who was always in the crowd, jumped up and caught her plummeting body firmly in mid-air.

"Why are you so stupid?" The man's voice came from next to his ear, and when he smelled the familiar smell again, he knew it was Zitan's embrace, and his embrace was still so warm.

"I... I have lost my heart, yes... I can't live anymore! I can promise him the next life... I won't love him anymore in the next life, but I can't live in a world without him." Her eyelids are so tight now It was so heavy, I really wanted to just fall asleep like this, and never wake up again.

"What if I let you live a good life? Why, why do you only have him in your eyes?" Her auditory hallucinations began to appear, and she didn't know what the last sentence meant. She just felt very tired and tired, as if It is difficult to say a word.

She murmured: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Zitan, in this life, Xiaomeng has made too many mistakes, but, I don't regret it... I never... I don't regret falling in love with Lian Liushuo..." Her hands hang down weakly, She seemed to see what she wanted to see, and at the last moment, a smile froze on her face.

The picture came to an end at this moment, Liu Zimeng waved away those pictures, looked at Xuanqing and Youlan on the side, "This is me, can you see clearly the massacre 600 years ago?"

Xuan Qing pursed his lips lightly, a trace of pain appeared on his pale face.

For him, the world is great love, watching the world's common people being slaughtered is no less than killing himself with a knife on him, but it is his favorite woman who caused all this.

"This is the fate between you and me."

Liu Zimeng's voice fell slightly, and a picture was formed where her fingertips pointed.

In the picture, a man in a spruce white dress is sitting peacefully, his eyes are indifferent, and he is sitting under a peach blossom, the peach blossoms flying all over the sky are lightly falling on his shoulders and his snow-white robe, his figure is clear and clear , like a green bamboo standing against the wind.

The hand with clear fingers is holding on to a purple sand pot, drinking by itself, and the flying black hair has become a landscape. The world is so big, the avenue can carry all living beings, and the world is so small, so small that it can only carry it in her eyes. This is a picturesque mood.

There was a girl in a cluster of flowers behind her, about sixteen or seventeen years old, she stared at the man in white for a long time, until the man's eyes met hers, she turned her head in shock.

Xuanqing knew that the one drinking tea was her previous self, and the woman behind the flowers was none other than Liu Zimeng.

He continued to watch.

In the picture, Liu Zimeng saw Lian Liushuo looking at her, but didn't look away, and looked up to meet his gaze. The man's white clothes were as spotless as snow, as if the sky was like clouds, and there were a few silver threads between his sleeves. The patterns are like flowing clouds and flowing water in one go, and when the eyes move upwards, the man's appearance is so natural that he can't describe it with worldly words. Under the extremely handsome outline, the slender black eyes that contain indifference are exuding arrogance The spirit of heaven and earth.

Lian Liushuo nodded slightly to her.

Liu Zimeng leaned back, even Xuanqing now could see how hard it was for that one to be a blessing, only heard her clear voice and said lightly: "I really didn't expect to see Shangxian Lianliushuo here. , so that the slaves offended."

Lian Liushuo, who was drinking tea, showed no expression.

Liu Zimeng was stamping her feet angrily at the side, it was the first time Xuan Qing had seen such a girlish Liu Zimeng.

She seemed to be muttering something in a low voice, she had heard people say that Lianliu Shuo Shangxian was quite cold-tempered, but now she has really seen it, she is a demon king, and everyone in the world will call her "king" Go up", he was the only one who did it twice by himself, but he acted like a normal person, completely treating her as if she didn't exist.

Liu Zimeng stumbled a lot on this matter, the evil fire made her tianling cover crackle, she didn't know why she wanted to get angry, especially when she saw the cup of tea in Lianliusuo's hand. She drank slowly, her eyelids twitched with Huo Huozi, she didn't seem to remember that the Cotton Fairy took all the rare and exotic grasses in her back garden and planted them on her own in order to promote her new cotton. Cotton, she wasn't so angry back then.

The dew in the early morning has not yet cleared, and the moss on the cobblestones mixed with the morning dew is very slippery. The moment she stepped on it, she was very pleased to find that his grandfather's is destined to be wonderful today. one day.

The moment she landed, she was still thinking about whether to lie down straight like this or to lie down. Which of these two positions is better?
However, her body didn't have the expected dull pain, but was surrounded by a cool object. Liu Zimeng followed the hand around her waist and looked over, but she was facing Shang Lianliusuo's indifferent and cold He was born tall and tall. Although his hands were dragging her waist, it looked more like she was hanging on him by hooking his neck.

He was too close to her, the faint sandalwood fragrance from Lian Liushuo's body lingered on her nose, and he pressed his hands tightly, she could clearly hear his heartbeat like a drum, she came from the demon In the long thousands of years of cultivating the body of a demon god, no one has dared to hug her like this, and today this thing is very rare.

He looked at the past with his flowing gaze, and saw that the girl in his arms was flushed with shyness, and her saturated lips were slightly pale by biting, and even revealed her already flushed cheeks.

Turning the screen, it seems to be in a valley, the peach blossoms are so gorgeous and lush, the sea of ​​flowers is fragrant and colorful, under the breeze, the branches are dotted, and it seems to be escaping, scorching its splendor, even the sky It is dyed a layer of pink, just like the cheeks of a girl who is shy and smiling.

A man was sitting under a peach blossom tree and flipping through a book. While still looking at the book in his hand, he half-pointed a young girl in Tsing Yi to tinker with some flowers and plants.

From time to time, he listened to the books in his hands, wiped his hands and helped the girl arrange the flowers and plants. It could be seen that the peach blossom trees at the door of this cabin were planted and cared for by himself. There is a log cabin because this place is her home, his and her only home.

When the young man was reading, most of the girls would not bother him. They were very obediently looking for another corner, thinking about what to eat at noon today, and discussing with him to do it. The sound of his hand flipping the pages of the book came to her unconsciously. ears, she just didn't think about anything and stared at her side face in a daze...

The girl is Liu Zimeng, and the young man in white is Lianliusuo.

She and Lian Liusuo live here, quiet and undisturbed, Liu Zimeng sometimes feels that this is the life she wants, in the words of mortals, "the two love each other forever", in the past she only felt that mortals are hypocritical, But she didn't expect to be able to sum up and utter such a concise sentence to express her heart, and she even admired the wisdom of this mortal sometimes, and like Lian Liushuo who likes to do everything by herself, and stays with her when she is free Plant some flowers and plants together to make some wonderful and unique bonsai.

Lian Liushuo sometimes played a game of chess with Liu Zimeng, but most of the time she couldn't beat him. Sometimes she acted like a baby and asked him to let her with excuses. They were all deliberately letting her in.

That's good too, when he is with her, he doesn't have to worry about his identity, he doesn't have to worry about the eyes of the world, he is simply together, and no one will disturb their lives.

Lian Liushuo likes to play the flute, the sound of the flute played under the moonlight is like a silver bottle bursting, a jade plate rolling balls, the light from the bright silver moon shines on his face through the thin gaps in the window of the thatched cottage, light as water, she will He buried his head in front of his knees and listened quietly.

They spent the long nights like this, quietly and simply.

The first ray of sunlight shone into the thatched cottage, Liu Zimeng opened her eyes half-awake and half-awake, she saw from the corner of her eyes that there was no one around her, so she couldn't help but smile wryly, since these days, when she wakes up, most of them have disappeared. Liu Shuo's trace.

She put on her outer robe, sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, looked at the peach blossoms falling by the window, and thought about it in a daze, her thoughts were scattered by the faint breeze along with the falling petals of the peach blossom tree, and the breeze was clear The sky is empty, the sun is shining golden, and the breeze passes through the half-opened window, through the window mortar, specks of sunlight are refracted. Liu Zimeng caught a glimpse of a dusty clear shadow under the tree from a distance.

It was that man, dressed in spruce white clothes, his eyes were indifferent, sitting under the peach blossoms, the peach blossoms flying all over the sky were lightly falling on his shoulders and his snow-white robes, his figure was clear and clear, like a man standing against the wind green bamboo.

The hand with clear fingers is holding on to a purple sand pot, drinking by itself, and the flying black hair has become a landscape. The world is so big, the avenue can carry all living beings, and the world is so small, so small that it can only carry it in her eyes. This is a picturesque mood.

She stared at the man obsessively for a long time, then walked out of the house unconsciously.

Sitting under the peach blossom tree is Lianliu Shuo, his white clothes are as spotless as snow, as if the sky is as cloudy, and the patterns of silver threads in the sleeves are like flowing clouds and water, and his eyes move upwards, that person looks like a natural person, Unable to describe it with the words of the world, under the extremely handsome outline, the slender black eyes with indifference are exuding an air of arrogance.

(End of this chapter)