Xi Mutong was hung by the immortal lock on the mountain, waiting for the end of his life. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

One day five hundred years ago, she fell in Jiluo Mountain and waited for death with exactly the same mood as now, but what she saw later was Emperor Shenwu Huaxia with a lewd smile. He led the army of Protoss to appear in front of her, and without even a trial, he poured immortal water on her without saying anything, and threw it into the mountain. She suffered that devastation for ninety-nine years.

What abandons her here again today is the immortal clan who has worked hard for 500 years and treats each other with a pure heart.

But this time, just because she took the initiative to accept the arrangement of fate, in order to defend her loyalty to her heart and love, and to draw a flawless end to her life, she was willing to die. So no matter how many times she is asked to choose, there will be no change in this decision.

After saying goodbye to the relatives of Jiluo Mountain in her heart, what she thought of again was him, the man in red who came suddenly in the pear blossom fairyland, and the weak scholar who raised a glass and smiled at her in the vermilion lacquer pavilion.

When she was about to finish this period of life, she finally met the person who had been waiting for her for a thousand years, and she finally went to his pear blossom appointment.

The seven days in the pear blossom pass were the only and longest period of time spent with him. No matter how those seven days were spent, they were the best memories she had in her life.

In the past, in the dead of night, she would play the guqin solo to fight the pain of ecstasy. After meeting him, her method of treating the pain was changed to standing on the top of the True Dragon Peak and looking at the bright moon in the sky from afar, in order to express her lovesickness.

She hoped that he was also looking at the moon at that time, and that he could receive her thoughts and greetings. When there is him in this life, no matter how abrasive the past is, she no longer resents or regrets.

The exaggerated chirping of the hawksbill bat did not disturb her thoughts in the slightest.

She closed her eyes and whispered wistfully: "A string breaks the end of the world, and the lonely mountain is sad in the night rain." The cold wine is not lukewarm, and thousands of regrets are rolled up, and the past is sad. In the remnants of the dream of the beacon fire, you don't talk about success or failure in vain. Through the ages, the pear blossoms have bloomed, and the old people have stepped on the flowers. ”

After chanting this song "Linjiang Immortal|Pear Blossom Sigh", the cold breath on her cheeks was replaced by a deep smile. Five hundred years, it was the first time she laughed from the bottom of her heart, her smile was full of happiness, making her look both gentle and elegant, no longer like a piece of ice, but more like an ordinary, longing for sweet love woman, is guarding a beautiful mountaintop, waiting for the lover to meet, coming to her.

She whispered to the Radix, "Sir, this poem you composed for Tong'er has been recited by me countless times. Every word between the words reveals your love, and I will leave with it. Tong'er thank you for letting me out of the illusion talisman. I'm not trying to lie to you, I'm just going to be the first to wait for you at the intersection of the road to another world. From now on, you don't have to worry anymore, once the Gathering Pill is used up, Tong'er will lose your protection and be persecuted by others. I believe that after the fate begins in this life, it will be eternal and immortal, no matter how far apart you and I are, how many lives apart, it is only a temporary parting, we will one day find each other, and then renew the relationship!"

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but open her eyes, and took one last nostalgic glance at the blue sky, which was regarded as a last glimpse to the world, and then closed her eyes, and did not intend to open them again.

The hawksbill bats gathered around her were more and more numerous. These vampire monsters were cautious at first, not daring to speak easily, but only tentatively rubbing against her. When it was confirmed that the food was not dangerous, he let go of his courage and no longer avoided the temptation of the scent of blood.

Xi Mutong felt in pain as they slashed past her arm, pulling wounds out of her, and then thrust their eagle's beaks as sharp as blades, frantically sucking blood.

No matter how strong she is, she can't bear this heart-rending pain. Tears welled up in her throat, but she still swallowed them back again and again, and she only wished that the hawksbill bat could move faster so that she could be relieved as soon as possible.

But at this moment, in the distant sky, there was a sudden sound of eagle chirps that frightened the sky and suppressed the clouds. The eagle's voice was high and fast, and it sounded like an eagle giving orders.

A large group of hawksbill bats were enjoying a delicious meal excitedly, and they were startled by the sound of the eagle's whistle, and they all "squeaked" and screamed, flapping their wings like a fire, bringing a whirlwind, and all of them fled in the blink of an eye, never to be heard again. (To be continued.) )