: Fan Wai: Wake up in a dream

With the sound of Zheng, the strings were broken, and there was a harsh sound, like the piano was crying.
Meng Zhen looked at his hand, and every finger was as flawless as it had been carved by God, without any trace of scratches.
She is gone, and the piano is no longer recognized.
Meng Zhen withdrew her hand, and as soon as she flicked her sleeve, Yaoqin, who had broken the string, was taken away by her.
The scene is still the same, the begonias are still there, and the layers of begonia flowers cover the whole garden. I don't know where the gust of wind came from. The countless begonia flowers fluttered on the branches and dropped their petals.
The bright red petals fell like rain, and in a trance Meng Zhen seemed to see her standing under the tree and smiling at herself.
Meng Zhen reached out his hand subconsciously, but caught nothing.
Looking closer, there was nothing but scattered petals of begonia under the tree.
Meng Zhen gathered his emotions and turned away.
After killing her personally, every time she turned her head subconsciously to find someone, she would ask herself in her heart, do you regret it?
Meng Zhen is just like her name, only true in this life, no fake.
She can't lie to herself, she actually has no regrets.
Even if the deceased has gone, she will never be able to see her again in this life and afterlife, but she will still make the same choice from the beginning.
She really loves Qiao Shuang, but the person she loves more than Qiao Shuang is herself.
She knew the truth from a young age. The weak are not qualified to have the right to speak. Human life is fragile. She does not want to die, she wants to live, and live forever and ever.
Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang are orphans. Meng Zhen saw her parents and family killed by Xie Xiu personally. Xie Xiu hurried away. She and Qiao Shuang hid in the cellar before they escaped.
The so-called decent monk who was long overdue rescued her and Qiao Shuang, and put them both in the school.
Everything seems to be moving in the good direction, but fate is always so cruel, you think that life will not be worse, but worse things happen.
Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang are quite qualified in the process of cultivation, but they are not against the sky, and cultivation is almost the same as those of the big family children who are piled up with the pill.
There is no background, and the qualifications have not been selected to attract the attention of the elders in charge, plus the beautiful appearance.
In the monk world, it is much more open than in the mortal world. After all, it has a long lifespan, and it is meaningless to be too confined to chastity. Therefore, anyone who likes it should pursue it boldly.
There are many monks in the martial arts who frequently show their favors to Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang, but both Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang agreed to work hard and not waste time on love affairs.
The beauty is unintentional and not easy to force. Most people who are rejected will be rejected and there will be no follow-up. But there are always some people who like to play strong, and the women who feel that something is difficult are more challenging.
The young master of a large family fell in love with Meng Zhen. He loves Lengmei most, and likes to see the indifferent beauty who is usually indifferent, crying and begging for mercy beneath him.
Although Wang Ershao and Xiu Meng are both gods, they are all piled up with heaven and earth. If they really do it, they are definitely not Meng Zhen's opponents.
But Wang Ershao was backed by a big family, and his parents were particularly fond of him. There is no need to do it yourself, just ask a few people to do it for yourself.
In Wang Ershao's view, the use of more people to catch the beauty to force the beauty is just a matter of interest, and there is no need to make it so big. He let several brothers who fulfilled the gods to encircle Meng Zhen.
Although Meng Zhen worked hard and had rich practical experience, he could not beat several monks who were higher than himself.
When he was subdued, Meng Zhen's childhood memory came to mind. When her parents were killed, she was still a child and could do nothing.
She couldn't resist when she was caught and insulted, even if she was already a demon monk.
This world will always be so cruel, whether in the world or in the monk world. Why she is always being bullied
Meng Zhen kept asking herself in her heart that her lips had been bitten by herself and rolled down the red blood beads of both places. Her eyes were fierce as if she wanted to kill Wang Ershao and others.
Not only did Wang Ershao not feel disappointed, but he was even more excited. He touched Meng Zhen's smooth face with his hands, his eyes obsessed and full of lust.
"Look at this stubborn look, and be more fierce. But no matter how fierce it is, I'm not going to turn around under Cheng Huan." Wang Ershao swallowed and threw the man on the couch anxiously.
Meng Zhenxiu was sealed and bound with a bundle of fairy ropes, and could only move his legs slightly on the collapse. The clothes on her body have been damaged because of the previous fight, and she struggled hard again, showing the bright white skin is really eye-catching.
Wang Ershao licked his mouth, and he said to several other monks, "Go out."
Several other monks are also looking at the heart, such a superb beauty is not uncommon, and this monk who cultivates is not bad at playing.
Wang Er rarely saw a few people motionless, and his expression was a little unpleasant.
Several other monks left reluctantly, and before leaving, they brought the door and closed the ban again.
Master Wang's family must play as much as women want, and they can't be disturbed. Unfortunately, these ordinary monks don't even listen to the corner.
Although Meng Zhen hated it, he was still sober. She knows that she can't do anything if she is anxious at this time. It is better to analyze the status quo and find a way out of danger.
She didn't want to be violated by such disgusting men. Where Wang Ershao touched her, she must chopped there.
Meng Zhen deliberately pretended to be supple, and Wang Ershao also relaxed his vigilance, and all kinds of coaxing words were spoken.
"As long as you cooperate well, beauty, you will definitely need your cultivation resources in the future. If you are comfortable with me, you will have one place to go to the Bodhi Small World." It makes people sick.
Meng Zhen lowered his eyes, made a shy and hesitant look, and asked "Really?"
Wang Ershao smirked, "Of course it is true, beauty, let me kiss one."
How could it be true that Wang Ershao didn't have the leisurely interest to get a place for Meng Zhen, just to deceive the beauty, now let's talk about it first.
Meng Zhen knew it very well, but she didn't break it, but made a look as if she had believed it.
Wang Ershao roared Meng Zhen's clothes without a trace of tenderness. If Wang Ershao looked up at Meng Zhen's face, he could find that Meng Zhen's eyes were full of unabashed murderous intentions.
In his heart, he has killed Wang Ershao millions of times, but Meng Zhen's voice is so delicate and tender.
"This bundle of immortal ropes binds me uncomfortably, Er Shao, can you help me untie it?"
Wang Ershao buried his head between the Dong people of Meng Zhen's neck, and he hesitated.
Meng Zhen continued, "Second young man, how can I serve you when you are tied to me and my cultivation behavior is blocked, and you are still afraid that I will not be a woman"
Wang Ershao also felt that it was not enough to keep people bound, so he untied the bundle of immortals. The suppressed Meng Zhen ’s power is no different from an ordinary mortal. He wants to subdue a mortal as a monk, but it is just a matter of moving his fingers.
Meng Zhen's dangling eyes finally got rid of the bundle of Xiansuo, a flash of murderous intention flashed in her eyes, but she soon converged.
Meng Zhen's intentions are greeted, and Wang Ershao's vigilance is even lower.
At the last step, Meng Zhen forcibly urged the spiritual power in the meridians, and every inch of flesh in the body seemed to be cut by an invisible knife, but her complexion was as usual, and her slim jade hand fell on Wang Ershao Chest.
The hand moved up little by little, and finally stopped on Wang Ershao's neck.
"Elysium is more interesting than this." Meng Zhen said with a smile.
Wang Ershao hadn't responded to the meaning of Meng's truth for a while, his eyes suddenly burst out, his mouth wide open and struggling.
Just before Wang Ershao was strangled by Meng Zhen, Meng Zhen was relieved.
It's a pity that people died, Meng Zhen crushed Wang Ershao's chin with a chuckle, making people unable to make any calls.
Meng Zhen's black hair is scattered, her lips are bright red, and she is clearly emotional, but her eyes are surprisingly cold. She looked down like Wang Ershao, who looked like a dead dog, as if one more look would stain her eyes.
"How can a person like you go to the Bliss World, and you should go to after you die." Meng Zhen crushed Wang Ershao's while smiling.
Wang Ershao was extremely painful, but his jaw had been crushed by Meng Zhen, and now he could only make a broken sound from the depth of his throat.
At this time, Wang Ershao was like a skinned lamb, who could only be slaughtered. His wide eyes were full of terror and begging. But what's the use of this? He has tortured other people like this countless times. At that time, he never thought to be soft.
Meng Zhen's cheeks were stained with blood, like red plum blossoming in the snow.
The whole couch was dotted with blood spots, and Meng Zhen slowly wiped the blood on his hands with silk cloth. She knew that she would never be able to stay here again. She killed Wang Ershao and she had to pay the price.
As for regret, she never knew how to write regret in her life. As long as she does, she will never regret it.
After killing Wang Ershao, Meng Zhen's mind was unprecedentedly calm. She was thinking about how to get out, and there were a few monks who were in a divine state outside.
Meng Zhen looked at the objects in the house and finally fell on the storage ring of the dead Wang Ershao.
After searching for some storage rings, Meng Zhen found an equally useful magic weapon. This magic weapon can temporarily change appearance, and the effect can only be maintained for three hours. Probably because the ability is too tasteless, it is not useful for Wang Ershao, so it has not been used in the storage ring.
After a moment, Wang Er Shao ignored his messy clothes and came out of the room. The monk who was staying outside peeked into the room curiously, but he was shut by Wang Ershao before he could see the door.
"The beauty is still resting, don't disturb her for now."
Wang Ershao took two steps to find that the monks were following him. He threw two bottles of immortality from the storage ring. "This is a good thing, keep it."
The second young master of the Wang family had good things in their hands. These people couldn't help seeing them immediately after they received the pill. They didn't notice that Wang Ershao was different in peace.
This Wang Ershao was changed by Meng Zhen, and she didn't care how many flaws she showed, because she knew from the beginning that she couldn't hide for long.
After leaving Wang Ershao's Huahualou, Meng Zhen ran into Qiao Shuang who hurriedly arrived. Qiao Shuang was very anxious to hear that Meng Zhen was entangled by Wang Ershao.
Qiao Shuang was just in the early days of becoming a god. She knew that she had no power and no power, and Xiu was only a middle level among her peers. However, no matter whether she could fight, she would help Meng Zhen without turning back.
But Qiao Shuang couldn't even enter the Hualou and was stopped outside.
The people who stopped Qiao Shuang outside immediately saw Meng Zhen's respectful salute, and Meng Zhen snorted with his nose against Wang Ershao's face, which was a response.
"The little beauty is here to find your sister." Meng Zhen smiled and sang his eyes. With Wang Ershao's skin, he had such a rogue temperament.
Qiao Shuang looked at Meng Zhen with hostile eyes, "Where did you hide Meng Zhen?"
Meng Zhen smiled, she hugged Qiao Shuang's waist, "I want to know if you listen to me and tell you."
Those servants who served Wang Ershao had long been accustomed to the morality of Wang Ershao. It was normal for Wang Ershao to talk to beauty like this.
Qiao Shuang usually looks like Wen Wen is weak and is a kind of girl who talks well, but when things touch her bottom line she will never be weak.
Qiao Shuang shook Meng Zhen's hand away and said angrily, "I don't believe you, let me see Meng Zhen first."
Meng Zhen whispered to Qiao Shuang quietly and briefly said what happened just now, let Qiao Shuang cooperate with himself in acting.
Qiao Shuang's eyes changed for a moment, but he soon recovered his anger.
"Believe it or not, but your only choice is to believe." Meng Zhen made a frivolous look.
Qiao frost-like seemed to have done a fierce struggle in the heart, and finally nodded for the difficulty.
"Okay, I listen to you."
"It's almost the same. First accompany me to sit in Zhichun Pavilion, and accompany me to have a good time, and let you see her." Mengzhen Yuzhe embraced Qiao Shuang's waist again.
These words were too often tuned by Wang Er Shao, and those people watched Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang away without warning.
As soon as he left Zongmen, Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang quickly went to the North Sea with their swords, and even left the things in Dongfu without leaving.
The area of ​​Beihai is still indifferent today, and all kinds of unidentified casual repairs, monks chased and killed here. In addition to these people, there are strange treasures and monsters, and their cultivation is not weaker than that of ordinary monks.
It was an extremely chaotic and dangerous place, but Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang now have no choice but to go to Beihai.
Wang Ershao's life card was shattered. Even if Meng Zhen killed Wang Ershao, with the overbearing nature of the Wang family, all the people that Wang Ershao had contacted before his death would be killed by anger.
So Meng Zhen had no choice but to hide in the North Sea.
Before entering the North Sea, Meng Zhen said to Qiao Shuang, "Come here, don't follow me anymore. I killed Wang Ershao. It has nothing to do with you. You can change your name and surname and enjoy yourself outside."
Qiao Shuang shook his head and said, "No, I'm going to follow you. You were my only relative when you were a parent. I was where you were. And the North Sea is in crisis. Two people are better than one."
Meng Zhen understood Qiao Shuang's words. She and Qiao Shuang grew up together and practiced together. She has never been separated in her life, and she is not willing to be separated from Qiao Shuang.
In the end, Meng Zhendao said, "Well, you come in with me. A Shuang, we want to become stronger, otherwise no one can bully us. I don't want to live in such a day again, A Shuang, wait for us to become immortals Xanadu will live a life, will you say okay? "
Qiao Shuang took Meng Zhen's hand, and she said, "Okay, I've agreed."
"Ok."
The two crossed the border of the North Sea hand in hand, and once this happened, they could not look back.
Meng Zhen later became a fairy, and also reclusive in that peach-like valley, but there was no Qiao Shuang around.
The vow is always unreliable, but Qiao Shuang chose to believe it.
Things were as Meng Zhen expected, Wang Ershao's death did not hide for too long, and the Wang family soon realized that Wang Ershao was dead.
The ancestors of the Wang family used special spells to restore the scene before Wang Ershao died, and learned that the person who killed his grandson was Meng Zhen.
The Wang family sent several aspiring masters to chase down Meng Zhen. Even if Meng Zhen took Qiao Shuang to hide in the North Sea, the masters sent by the Wang family did not mean to flinch.
Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang have made breakthroughs in this crisis-ridden place in the North Sea. Both of them have reached the stage of transformation, and as long as there is another chance, they can break through.
These masters of the Wang family can't show their hands and feet in places like Beihai, not only to track Meng Zhen's whereabouts, but also to watch out for the monsters who are watching them in the dark.
I don't know what special method the Wang family used, and almost killed Meng Zhen several times. Fortunately, Meng Zhen used to be vigilant in the Beihai, and they all hid.
But this also made the masters of the Wang family gradually impatient, so that the starting move would put Meng Zhen to death. As for the people who have been with Meng Zhen, of course, they were killed together. With Meng Zhen, they are not innocent, and they should die.
Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang are breaking through an important juncture. This time they almost died, and the two fled into the sea in embarrassment.
The so-called North Sea actually includes a large misty forest on the north side of the mainland and the adjacent sea area. Although the misty forest is dangerous, but be careful, you can still survive, but you can enter the sea, it can be said that there is no return.
Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuangxiu are not as good as the Wangs, and the numbers are also weak. Now he has been attacked and seriously injured, facing the Wang family masters without doubt, there is a ray of life to enter the North Sea.
As long as there is a chance to survive, Meng Zhen will never give up.
Qiao Shuang is not as badly injured as Meng Zhen. If she is separated from Meng Zhen now, the chance of survival is definitely greater than with Meng Zhen, but as she said, she will always stay with Meng Zhen.
Under the pressure of Wang masters, Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang drowned into the sea together.
The sea is far more dangerous than the misty forests along the coast. Cultivation is comparable to the ascending monsters. Water is their main battlefield. Here, your cultivation is slightly higher than the monsters. It is also at a disadvantage, let alone Meng. Zhen He Qiao Shuang was seriously injured at this time.
The two went to a place where ancient beasts slept. Although it was dangerous, ordinary monsters did not dare to approach.
The masters sent by the Wang family did not chase them. I don't know if they did not go to the sea or died after going to the sea.
This time, the escape from death allowed both of them to break through the realm and officially entered the period of prosperity.
Even if it is a triumph, it can't come and go freely in the North Sea, so be careful.
The greater the pressure, the faster the practice speed. In the outside world, with their qualifications, if you want to practice from the initial stage of the tripod to the peak of the tripod, it is impossible without a century. But here, in just 30 years, they approached the summit indefinitely.
Thirty years later, the Wang family thought that Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang had died in Beihai.
In today's cultivation realm, there are very few ascending immortals, and the monks who have reached the top can already rampage. In addition, the strengths of Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang are tempered in daily life and death, which is far from those that can be compared with those of regular monks.
Even if the Wang family found that Meng Zhen was not dead, Meng Zhen was not afraid at all.
The two had agreed to find a secluded paradise to live in seclusion after ascending the fairy, but it was so difficult to ascend the fairy. After ascending to the top, they stayed in Beihai for more than ten years, but they did not show any signs of breakthrough.
Sheng Xian is far away, and now there is no school to accept them. The matter of hermit was also put on the agenda, and Meng Zhen found a place like a fairyland.
There are mountains, trees, flowers and water. In the spring, the breezes are coming, and the forest of begonia flowers makes a slight rustle when the wind blows.
"Azhen, it's so nice here." Qiao Shuang jumped gently, she reached down and folded a brilliant blooming Begonia flower.
At this time, in April, Begonia is opening beautifully.
Qiao Shuang lowered her head and sniffed the flowers, and immediately raised her head to smile at Meng Zhen. "The world says that the begonia is colored and fragrant. If you smell it carefully, it is just a little faint."
Meng Zhen didn't know whether he was looking at the flowers for a while, or whether he was a fool. Qiao Shuang called her twice before she regained her soul.
"It's really fragrant."
Qiao Shuang walked to the stone table with the flowering branches of begonia and inserted the flowers into the white jade porcelain bottle. She continued: "Begonia in late spring, lotus viewing in summer, chrysanthemum in autumn, plum blossom in winter. The days are poetic, but it is inevitable that it is a bit deserted . "
"Then I would like to have a lively way," Meng Zhen said.
Here are the two of them, but outsiders will lose their peace. Qiao Shuang only treats Meng Zhen as a joke, and he forgets it for a long time.
One day Qiao Shuang woke up on the soft collapse, she looked at the open window, and a large area of ​​sunlight fell in the morning. Qiao Shuang wore a dress and stayed. She stood by the window and saw the peony plant under the window in full bloom.
Qiao Shuang usually loves to get some flowers and plants. At this time, she sees that the peony planted by her has opened, and she immediately walks out of the bamboo house to see the peony flowers.
In fact, with Qiao Shuang's cultivation method, planting trees and trees can completely rely on Reiki to ripen, and half a day's effort can make a plant from germination to flowering, but Qiao Shuang did not do so.
Because if you do this, she loses her original purpose of planting flowers.
She and Meng Zhen both have a long time. Don't worry about this time, everything can take place slowly.
"Ah, you look so good."
Qiao Shuang, who was looking at the peony flower, suddenly felt something soft and was hitting her calf. She looked down and saw a round frog looking at her with dark eyes.
"Little things, where are you from?" Qiao Shuang held the little frog in his palm.
The little frog stretched out his short hand and stroked in Qiao Shuang's palm, "People are your babies."
"Baby" Qiao Shuang does not remember that he has had a baby.
But even if it is born, it will not give birth to a frog.
At this moment a voice came from behind Qiao Shuang, "Isn't it too cold here, it's I came to accompany you."
The little frog nodded vigorously, and it quacked that he was hungry.
Qiao Shuang looked at Meng Zhen, and then looked at the little frog with his mouth open for feeding, and couldn't help laughing.
"It feels a little more lively in the valley."
It ’s really not good for Guren to come outsiders again. A cute frog like a little frog is more suitable.
Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang had already broken the valley, and there were few things to eat in the valley. However, the little frog twisted around and said hungry, and Qiao Shuang couldn't bear to let the little frog continue to be hungry.
Finally, Qiao Shuang asked Meng Zhen to roast a little bird. After roasting, Meng Zhen tore off the shreds and fed them to the little frog.
The mouth of the little frog was full of oil, and the little body flicked.
Qiao Shuang took out the veil to help the little frog clean the oil from his mouth, and wrinkled his nose. "It's really dirty."
The little frog pouted, "Do you like me, Ma Ma?"
Seeing that without further comfort, the golden beans would fall, Qiao Shuang immediately said, "I like it."
"Ma Ma, I like you too." The little frog immediately twitched Qiao Shuang's finger.
Qiao Shuang turned around and said to Meng Zhen, "Azhen, thank you."
Meng Zhen poked the little frog's more rounded body with his finger and said, "You don't need to thank you, and I like it."
The little frog who was forced to roll around croaked, "I also like it."
There is a little frog in the valley, and the lives of Meng Zhen and Qiao Shuang have become lively. The little frog is like a child of two people.
It was another spring, Qiao Shuang was sitting under the tree playing the piano, and Meng Zhen was pecking at the side of the plum wine.
In a wine glass, a frog was so dizzy that the little face blushed, and from time to time spit a bubble with alcohol.
These days seem to be able to go on, but it just seems like it.
Without immortality, there is no eternity.
Countless people embarked on the path of cultivation, in order to seek longevity, but how difficult it is.
For mortals, the life of a monk is long, and he can be satisfied for another hundred years. But if you really become a monk, you will find that even a monk, life is so short.
Retreat once and practice for decades, and a few decades have passed. It is normal for hundreds of years to cultivate without any trace of improvement.
I have seen mortal life and death, how can I tolerate a little exhaustion and die
The ratio of monk and immortal is like the ratio of mortal and monk. Meng Zhen wants to live forever, and she is not willing to die like this.
Meng Zhen can clearly feel that her future has stopped here, and her upper limit determines that she can no longer move forward.
The two words Shengxian seemed to be a skyrocket, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't cross it.
But there is a way for Meng Zhen to touch the side of Shengxian again, that is, to abandon the original sword way and cultivate the ruthless way.
If you want to get something, you must pay the corresponding price. Meng Zhen still doesn't know what price she has to pay. More precisely, she feels it faintly, but she doesn't know anything as if she is just herself.
Ruthless Dao, the word Ruthless seems to have done everything.
Meng Zhen has always been an ambitious person. Once she decides to do something, she will never look back. Just as in those days, even if she knew that she had entered the North Sea, she still had no qualms to return to her life. Facts proved that she had won by gambling.
Gamble again, she also believes that she will win.
If it succeeds, she can become a fairy, immortal. If it fails, she will die under the thunder.
Even if you are qualified to take another step forward, there is a risk of death. Before ascending the immortal, the monk had to go through a death robbery.
Resting in the status quo is one hundred percent dying, and a fight may become a fairy.
On the eve of the Sky Tribulation, Qiao Shuang did not know whether she was aware of it or not. She said to Meng Zhen, "Azhen, after the ascension, you will have a long time to come. If I die, take good care of the little frog."
Meng Zhen felt as if his throat was blocked by a ball of cotton, he couldn't spit it out and couldn't swallow it, and his words were stuck in his throat.
The sky was dark, and large clouds of clouds condensed together, gradually forming a huge vortex.
In the center of the vortex, there were lightnings walking away from time to time, and the roar of the lightning was louder the further back, and the thick thunder of the water snake came straight towards Meng Zhen.
In the small bamboo house that was enchanted, the little frog was sleeping soundly, and all the storms and sounds of the outside world were isolated. To it, today seems to be a day without any difference.
The Soul Extinguisher stung into Qiao Shuang's chest, blood splashed on Meng Zhen's face, and a drop fell right on Meng Zhen's eyes. The thick blood slowly slipped, like Meng Zhen dropped a tear of blood.
"Azhen" Qiao Shuang finally shouted Meng Zhen's name again, maybe she still had something to say, but she completely died before she finished speaking.
Meng Zhenning looked at Qiao Shuang's face, and it took him a long time to embrace him.
The sky thundered away, but the dark clouds still enveloped the sky. Tick, when the first drop of rain falls, other rain will follow.
Wow la la la, the rain fell endlessly, washing away all traces.
The rain fell all day and night, and the little frog staying in the bamboo house woke up in the evening. It jumped to the window and looked out, but the rain was too heavy. Thick layer of yarn.
The little frog muttered strangely why the mothers hadn't come back, it had to wait for it to melt.
After waiting for several days, the little frog collapsed into a frog cake by the window before seeing Meng Zhen.
"Really mother" The little frog now has a lip in his mouth, and finally will not call his mother numb.
When Meng Zhen came back, he seemed to be a different person. The little frog didn't understand anything. He just felt that Meng Zhen was a little scary. He shrank to make his presence weaker.
Since that day, the little frog changed his name to Meng Zhen as the master, and Meng Zhen gave the little frog strength. Although hungry and strong, the frog is not as happy as before.
It wanted to ask where Shuangshuang's mother went, but she dared not ask anything every time she saw Meng Zhen's face.
Meng Zhen still lives in this valley, where there are traces of them getting along. No matter where she goes, her mind will immediately appear like Qiao Shuang.
She leaned against the begonia tree, and the wind blew the shadow of the tree, and the fine light fluttered on Meng Zhen's eyelids.
The bird on the branch tweeted, and Meng Zhen's consciousness fell into a dream.
She hadn't dreamed for a long time, and in the dream she returned to when they had just moved to this valley.
Qiao Shuang fiddles, she cooks tea, and the air is filled with flowers and tea. Days pass by day by day, although plain but pleasant.
She hoped that this dream would be longer, longer, and it would be better not to wake up.
But she was still awake and opened her eyes. It was already midwinter, and the Begonia flowers had already withered, and even the last few yellow leaves were turned away by the wind.
The noon light fell straight on her face, the sun looked bright and hot, but Meng Zhen felt cold.
How long a dream can be
No matter how long it is, as long as the dream is alive, there will be a day to wake up.
Meng Zhenming knew plainly that the only person she loved most in her life was herself. She loves Qiao Shuang, but Qiao Shuang is always behind other things.
But why is she so sad again that her heart seems to be empty, and it always hurts one after another.
She wanted people to come back to her side again. There was a secret method in ancient times. After finding a hundred pure souls, they could recall the souls of the dead.
Qiao Shuang is a monk, so the 100 pure souls also need some cultivation, otherwise the energy is insufficient and Qiao Shuang's soul cannot be recalled.
This secret method has been circulating for a long time, but no one has ever used it successfully. This is more like giving the living person a thought, so that the living person will always have an illusory wish that the person who passed away will eventually come back.
Meng Zhen pursued to an unformed world. She came to the left of the 100th sacrifice.
In fact, when the 65th Pure Soul was collected, Meng Zhen knew that this secret technique could never succeed, but she continued.
If she doesn't do this, she won't even find the meaning of her life.
She said to her on the left, "Master, everyone wants to be immortal, and they all want a long life, but they are long-lived, but when they look around, there is no one around them. What's the point of long-life?"
Yeah, what's the point? Meaningless.
In the illusion that she weaves, the left side falls into the same choice as her. The left side chooses to push away her lover, even if she knows that she will bear the thunder and only die.
She will never be on the left. She is too ambitious and too arrogant to think that she is invulnerable, but she is self-contained at the beginning, which hurts herself so much.
The immortal immortal, in front of Heavenly Dao, is only the end of the soul.
This time she fell asleep, from now on
Never wake up.
The author has something to say ○ Next there is the secret of the world, which is developed from the perspective of mother. I only wrote one-fifth, and I will post it when I finish. The next chapter is also very important, everyone must read it
○ Master ’s story was finally written. In fact, I originally planned to write only 3,000 words. Whoever thought that the longer the writing, the longer it would be, approaching nine thousand directly, but all that should be explained. Readers who have read my previous article should know that I like to leave unfinished stories out of the way. It is definitely not perfunctory in the main text, but it is too long to write in the main text, and it will be very awkward.
○ It doesn't seem to be true. In fact, Master wants to die, but immortality is immortal and suicide is useless. Her past stories are not written for whitewashing, but only those who hate must have pity, and she does not need sympathy.
She will definitely die in the end, and she will be repaid if she commits a sin. Losing the person I love the most, I also lost the longest life I wanted most. She was too greedy and wanted too much, but because of greed, she ended up with nothing.
As for whether she regrets it in the end, it depends on what you think. Welcome to discuss. ,, everyone remember to collect the URL or remember the URL, the URL, free and fastest update without anti-theft without anti-theft error chapters for seeking books and chatting with book friends, please add qq group 647377658 group number