Chapter 392: Once upon a time

At the end of the dance, the girl in white suddenly flew straight towards the boy in white and looked at him coldly: "Who made you peep here ?!" The voice was cold like a glacier.
The white boy laughed and said, "Good dance! It just ruined these flowers."
Where the young girl in white just danced, the petals of peach blossoms really fell.
The white girl's thin lips frowned, and she didn't even bother: "What's your matter?" Her voice was cold and cold, and everyone was cold and beautiful like the peach blossom in March.
The young man in white smiled: "Burning a harp to cook a crane, destroying flowers with hot hands, is always a great thing."
The girl in white glanced at the falling flowers on the ground: "Is it destroyed? What can I do?"
The white boy smiled slightly, took out a tube of jade flute from his sleeve, and reclined against the peach tree.
As the flute flowed, the falling flowers on the ground flew up and flew back to the branches as if they were alive ...
The young girl in white listened quietly, watching.
At the end of the song, all the falling flowers also flew up to the branches again, and they were more colorful and more brilliant.
"How? Flowers are still born on the branches to be more beautiful." The young boy in white smiled brightly.
The girl in white fluttered her sleeves and said in a light tone: "I didn't expect you to have such ability. However, these flowers will be thanked sooner or later, only sooner or later."
The boy in white stared at her face and smiled: "The flowers are extremely delicate, and it is good to stay on the branches for another day."
The girl in white glanced at him: "I didn't expect you to be a flower-lover." She turned to leave.
"Walk slowly, haven't you asked the girl's name?" There was faint perseverance in the eyes of the young boy in white.
"Aqa." The white girl faintly replied, her body shape flew straight into the peach blossom forest, and then disappeared.
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The heavy rain was pouring down, and thunder and lightning were connected one after another, and the dazzling light almost cut through the sky.
The boy in white sat at the desk and painted a picture. In the picture, a peach forest, a young girl in white dancing in the peach forest ...
The window was suddenly smashed open, a beautiful white shadow flashed in, and a bright white lightning followed behind her, and it seemed that she was going to hit her!
The boy in white almost didn't want to. He reached out and pulled the white shadow behind him. With a wave of his palm, a light blue light wave was emitted, which hit the bright lightning!
The lightning disappeared, and the boy in white took a big step, and a burst of blood spurted out.
"How are you?" The white girl reached out and supported him.
"A shallow." The smile in the white boy's eyes was a reassuring smile: "You're all right."
A Qian looked at him for a long while: "I heard that you are a wanderer, you are so desperate to save every girl?"
The boy in white froze, staring at her for a long while, and asked: "A shallow, so you know who I am? You can come to me, I am very happy."
A Qian pursed her lips and turned her eyes slightly: "Of course, you are the king of Jing Jing, the best person in the world. I didn't come here to find you. I just avoided the thunder ..."