Man Huang Feng Bao

Yunwuzong, Tianlong Temple of Tianlong Peak.

This once bleak and backward mountain, later renamed because of the planting of Tianlongmi, compared with other peaks in the Yunwu Zong, there are not so many palaces that are particularly quiet. After taking charge of the sect of the sect, Ye Chuan did not move to the main peak of Yunwu Mountain and continued to stay here. He liked this tranquility. I like to sit under the dragon tree and smell the fragrance of Tianlongmi. I like to sit on the top of the mountain and watch the clouds in the sky and the rolling fog in the dragon.

However, after returning from the Tianmeng Gate, Ye Chuan did not have the leisure and leisure, and did not walk out of the door of the Tianlong Temple for seven days.

In a room burning with a fireplace, Tiannuhong Zixia was weak and weak on Ye Chuan. After seven days, the wound on her chest was wrapped up and no longer bleeding, but the body was weaker. Even in the past few days, the heart has stopped and beaten several times, and there is no trace of blood on his face.

It was a fatal wound that must be killed by a generation of heavens and a sword. Up and down the clouds and fog, they have already thought that the goddess Rainbow Zixia has died, and that swallowing more miracle medicines will not help. However, every time after the heart of Tiannonghong Zixia stopped beating, Ye Chuan did not know what kind of magical power to save her.

Ye Chuan did not have any panacea. Before he returned to the heyday of the previous life, he could not display a lot of magical powers. He was only a soil method to save the goddess Rainbow Zixia again and again, and constantly continually put his own life. Instilled into the body of the female Zihong Xiaxia, barely help her to continue life. This is only a temporary expedient, and the palliative is not a cure. Ye Chuanxiu’s life-threatening vitality will always be exhausted. Moreover, after the World War I, he was physically exhausted and consumed a lot of life. In just seven days, the life of Ye Chuan’s body was on the verge of complete exhaustion, and the body of Tiannong Hong Zixia still did not improve.

Once again, after inputting a life-threatening power into the body of Zixia Hongxia, Ye Chuan had to stop for Venus, and took a short breath to gently comb her hair with her daughter Zihongxia.

During these seven days, Ye Chuan refused the help of any servant and personally waited for the bitterness of the goddess Rainbow Zixia. Cold, I added a quilt to the goddess Hong Zixia, and burned the fire in the fireplace more vigorously; if it was hot, she would help the girl Huang Xixia to take off her coat and wash her face with warm water. In the past seven days, Tian Nuhong Zixia’s injuries have become heavier and heavier, but his body has been worn clean.

In the red-burning fireplace, from time to time, the sound of the sound of the hustle and bustle came, and the dying Tianhong Rainbow Zixia, stroking her long black hair, the heart of Ye Chuan was getting colder and colder.

A long time ago, there was such a woman who leaned in his arms and asked her to comb her hair and let her put on the most beautiful clothes for her. According to the woman's words, even if you want to die, you have to die beautifully and beautifully. After burying the woman by hand, Ye Chuan vowed that he would never fall in love with anyone again. He didn’t want to taste the pain that the blind and dear ones died in their arms but could do nothing, and then they went to practice until they finally got one day. Standing at the peak of the wild world, it has become a sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred place. There is never a shortage of women around, but there is no real love ever.

Ye Chuan thought that in his life, he would spend his days away from the wind and snow. But he did not expect that after the reincarnation, he would once again fall in love with other women, but did not expect that the pain of the previous life would come again.

The heart of Tian Nuhong Zixia has been worn by Zhao Tianbi in the white hair, even if there is no better medicine, it is unable to return to heaven.

"Dear, how do you let me save you?"

Ye Chuan clasped his body, the colder and hotter woman, Zixia, with a sad face. The first time I met Tian Nuhong Zixia, the two people’s disputes, the battle between the two dragons in the magic dragon hole, and the kind of grievances and the last mutual love in the magic dragon cave days... The scene came to mind, as if all happened It was as vivid as yesterday. I remembered the dispute between the two when I was together. I remembered that the girl Zihong Xia couldn’t help but be lonely and disguised herself to sneak into the misty sect. I remembered the joy of studying the magic dragon with her.

"Ye Chuan, Ye Chuan..."

The unconscious woman Li Hongxia seems to have sensed something. She suddenly screamed, her voice was weaker than a newborn kitten, and her eyes opened slightly.

"Zi Xia, I am here."

Ye Chuan gently turned the body of the goddess Rainbow Zixia, holding her thin waist.

"Ye Chuan, really... is it really you?" Tian Zihong Zixia reached out and grabbed Ye Chuan’s hand. She was too weak, her eyes were too weak, and the tears of crystal were constantly The ground fell from the face, "Ye Chuan, I..., I don't want to die, I want to be with you forever..."

Tiannvhong Zixia had more tears on his face, and he was holding on to Ye Chuan’s hand and worried that he could not sleep. Not that she is afraid of death, but she does not want to die. She has to stay with Ye Chuan. From small to large, Zhao Tianbi let her get used to indifference, and strict discipline requires her to be high above the world, not to talk to people easily, not to laugh, not to reveal her true thoughts in front of outsiders, to take her as a child. I will train after one day.

When I was young, the goddess Hong Zixia cried, but after the strong white hair, she was all in vain. Later, she gradually became accustomed to indifference, used to shut up her heart and not let anyone close, like a beautiful iceberg beauty who is cold. Until one day, she met Ye Chuan, and the ice in her heart was melted by the heat of Ye Chuan, and she regained her nature. At that time, she understood that what she really needed was with Ye Chuan, not a generation. With Ye Chuan, the laughter of the day is more than the previous year. In the past days, in the eyes of others, she was a tall woman, but in her heart, she was a dead man. The cold sky demon door is a huge cold tomb.

In the days when I was with Ye Chuan, Tian Zihong Zixia recovered her own nature and happiness. Unfortunately, such a day was too short. She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to get the happiness she wants, she loses in a blink of an eye.

"No, Zixia, there is me, you will not die." Ye Chuan opened his hands and hugged the goddess Rainbow Zixia, his mouth was comforting, but his nose was sour, tears dripped down in Tiannuhong Zixia White is delicate but cold on the neck.

Tian Nuhong Zixia smashed her eyes, her eyelids were heavy and heavy, and she could not see Ye Chuan. But for a moment, she understood everything and her face was blank. The next moment, the mood was quickly adjusted, and the pale face emerged with a glimpse of the face. "Ye Chuan, is it day or night?"

"The sun just rises during the day." Ye Chuan replied.

"Then take me out for a walk, okay?"

The look of the goddess Hong Zixia's face is brighter, and it seems that she is mentally up. "You said that the sunrise of Yunwuzong is the most charming. Take me to see the sunrise, is it good?"

"it is good!"

Ye Chuan nodded and took up the weak girl Tian Zixia and walked slowly and step by step. Outside the Temple of Heaven, Zhu Sijia, Xiao Longer and Yinshan Lao Yao, Rhodes and others have been waiting outside, and saw Ye Chuan coming out from inside, all of a sudden.

Only seven days later, Ye Chuan’s hair was all white.