UGB Chapter 111 One Kind of Lovesickness, Two Places of Worry!
Chapter 111 One Kind of Lovesickness, Two Places of Worry!
Chapter 111 One kind of lovesickness, two places of worry!
White snow fell one after another, and the diamond-shaped snowflakes were like flying kites, exuding a charming demeanor, spinning like a fairy, and slowly falling down.
hiss!
A snowflake fell and landed on the thick snow, making the snow that was already as thick as a mountain even thicker.Looking around, within ten thousand miles, there is a piece of snow white.
The reflected sky is just a vast expanse of whiteness, but it is cloudless, but there is no bright sun, only emptiness.
Hong Chenxue was wearing a thin red dress, walking forward in a daze, his footsteps stepped on the snow, making a clicking sound, which was especially obvious in this lonely environment in the wild.
She looked up at the dazed snow field in a little confusion, as if feeling the malicious cold of the world, she tightened her clothes.
Perseveringly, the clothes are thin, and it can't change anything.A gust of cold wind blowing from nowhere whipped up snowflakes, rushing towards the pavement.
Hong Chenxue was helpless, hesitatingly stretched out his hand rolled up in his sleeve, it was originally a slender hand as white as jade, but now it was flushed red.
She bent her arms to block the oncoming cold wind, and she walked forward with all her strength.I don't know how long it has been since she came here, and since she came here, she has started to move forward persistently.
Step by step, firm and persistent.But I don't know if it's the wrong direction, or the world is too vast.Even after walking for a long time, the scenery in front of me has not changed.
There seems to be a wild and unrestrained streak in front of my eyes, shouting poems, unrestrained and unrestrained.There was a touch of tenderness in his eyes, and Hong Chenxue's thoughts seemed to be strengthened.
Click!
Click!
The sound of footsteps on the snow sounded one after another, Hong Chenxue stepped forward, facing an unknown direction, and persistently moved forward.
Since stepping out of the black and white two-color winding passage, the blood of the world of mortals has fallen here for some reason.
In the beginning, she was just confused and didn't know where to go, but after all, a woman does not fall for others.Just simply adapting, she will be firm in her goal and move forward persistently!
In the black and white two-color winding passage, Hong Chenxue was covered with blood, and drops of blood slowly fell, dripping from the fingertips onto the passage barrier, and then tearing and disappearing.
Fatigue hit, only feeling the darkness and silence everywhere.Hong Chenxue's eyelids were heavy, like a mountain of a thousand catties, falling down.
Drowsiness came to her heart, she struggled to resist, her footsteps landed on the empty corridor, making a stomping sound.
After an unknown amount of time, light overflowed into her eyes, and there was only light in her eyes. The white light made her feel a burst of warmth, and a smile spread across her face.
At this moment, she was like an innocent child.
A feeling of weightlessness came, and when I opened my eyes again, I saw a vast expanse of white snow.
Stiff thoughts surround the present and the past, and the black and white colors are stirring at this time, and the vibrations are colorful.
She felt a vibration coming from her waist. This vibration was the fifth time in recent days. Ever since she got this so-called place list, she had never stopped feeling it.
It's just that no matter how shocking it is, she has never opened it.It's just that for some reason, she felt that the shock this time was a bit fascinating, and she couldn't help stretching her hands towards her waist.
He took off the silver and white list at his waist, and slowly unfolded it. He saw a clear and bright figure, with a heroic and elegant appearance.Like a dream, the silhouette of a person flashed across, and it was a line of bright characters.
Place list: No. 30 eight
Character: Lonely City
Name: Heart Sword Creator
Sex: Male
Based on:Dugu Swordsman
Weapons: Heart Sword, Reason Sword
Achievements: On Yundu Mountain, alone in the Fenghuo Forest, playing against the sky.
With drooping eyelids, Hong Chenxue opened his dull eyes and squinted at the list.Move slightly, as if to engrave the message into the heart.
Looking at it, there was a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, and the corner of her mouth was pulled slightly to the right, which looked a little funny.This kind of ridiculousness, coupled with the stunning appearance of the world of mortals and blood, will only give people a sense of elegance.
Shaking her head, her smile subsided, she casually put away the list, and walked towards Fengxue without stopping.
His eyes were indifferent, as if he had no impression of the lonely city on the list.In the depths of the eyes, there is only that unrestrained and unrestrained passion.
"Wash the ice and wash the snow, wear the cloud crown with the rosy clouds, and look at the ten thousand miles; send the sound of the jade mirror, shake the stars, and the phoenix and the luan guide the mountains and rivers."
The poem sounded, Hong Chenxue dressed in blood, and walked towards the snowy field.
Small as an ant, reflecting the vastness of the sky, it actually gives people a feeling that people are bigger than the sky.
The yellow grass meets the green sky, and the foot steps are as green as jade.The lake water is rippling, and the lotus is in full bloom, and the waves are rippling, reflecting the colorful glory of the sky.
Ying Hongxue was dressed in a green shirt, carrying a long sword, and walked slowly. Under the steps, there was emerald green grass.
Frowning slightly, there was a hint of melancholy between her brows, holding the silver light Yeye's list in her hand, as if it was the color in it, which annoyed no one's mood, and he inevitably frowned more and more tightly .
Scenes flashed in my mind, the rush when we first met, and the faint words when we saw each other again.
The touch of dodge in the meeting of the eyes, the tenderness is overflowing, and the spring is turbulent.
"Why are you?"
Pursing her lips and muttering in a low voice, Ying Hongxue focused her attention on the clear figure on the list, and remembered when she was a child, her father stood under the willow tree, watching her practice sword with tender eyes.
The sword light was like a chain, passing through the air, forming a piece of pure white, the silver light suddenly appeared, and the sword light was stirring, but it seemed completely different.
At some point, the father's face in the memory began to change, gradually overlapping with the face in the scroll in front of him.
There seems to be a double image in the eyes, the past, the present, the present, the memory, everything has turned into the touch in the deepest part of my heart.
"What should I do?"
Her pupils dilated, and she looked a little painful. She feebly covered the list in front of her eyes, as if she wanted to use it to cover the whole world.
Including the beauty in front of you, the spring in your heart, the melancholy in the past, and the choices in the future.
The beauty is picturesque, the green clothes are fluttering, and a piece of snow-white color seems to be reflected in the absent-minded eyes. If you look carefully, you can also see that there seems to be a little bright red slowly moving in that piece of snow-white world.
Weakly hanging her arms down, she put them on her legs for two weeks, the list slowly dissipated, and she moved lightly, slowly walking towards the lake.
Seeing the rippling waves in front of him, the light and clear water of the lake, he lifted his hands up and raised the hem of his skirt, Yinghong Xuexiu clenched his hands into fists, and beat the bend of his legs.
As if to force it to bend, God paid off, just lightly tapped, and she was unable to support it, and squatted abruptly by the lake.
The hands are spread out in the shape of an inverted horoscope, supporting the chin, and the head is drooping, reflecting the beautiful face into the lake.
He pulled his eyelids upward forcefully, as if he wanted to open his eyes as wide as possible so that he could clearly see himself in the lake.
With their eyebrows and eyes lowered, the figure in the lake is like a fairy walking out of a scroll, stunningly beautiful.
The only pity is that, on top of her beautiful face, her willow eyebrows are bent upside down, which seems to be full of melancholy.
Pain, tears!
(End of this chapter)