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647. Chapter 647 Manzhu Shahua

Looking at the Bianhua flower in front of her and listening to Suxuan's words, Gong Xianxian suddenly felt a pain in her heart. A blurry face seemed to appear in front of her eyes. A man stood in the strong wind, with his tall, straight hair blown by the strong wind.

Chui Del was a little messy. Gong Xianxian felt so familiar with Xuanjing's armor, the shining long sword, and the spike on the sword.

Just looking at that figure, Gong Xianxian was a little out of breath. She knew that he was the person who often appeared in her dreams, but this was the first time, the first time that she didn't see his shadow in the dark.

But in a large sea of ​​bloody flowers.

For the first time, for the first time, I saw clearly that he was wearing armor!

Who is he? Why do I have such a strong sense of familiarity? Why do I feel pain in my chest? Obviously, it is obvious that she has no heart. It is obvious that there is just a cold Nuwa stone in her chest, but why does it suddenly happen?

I felt very sad.

Her ice blue eyes were a little blurry. Gong Xianxian looked at the sea of ​​blood-red flowers and the man in Xuanjing armor standing across from the sea of ​​flowers, and shed two tears unconsciously.

Not only Gong Xianxian and Suxun were like this, but also Mo Li, Situ Junyi, Long Aotian and others were like this. Suddenly many blurred memories flashed through their minds, and they were all sad things, which made

People feel uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that they want to shed tears.

Shenwei Qianye seemed to see his father and mother standing across from the blood-red sea of ​​flowers. They were waving to him in the sunset. The scene was so beautiful, but a moment later they were in the sea of ​​fire. He watched them being killed alive with his own eyes.

Burned to death, but unable to do anything, he clenched his hands tightly into a fist. For so many years, he has been forcing himself not to think of these things, but why can't he stop thinking about them now?

But Jiang Xingye thought of Leng Su. He traveled through time on his wedding day, and he didn't know what happened to her. Do you think he ran away from the wedding? Thinking about it, he felt distressed. He asked her to wait for him alone at the wedding venue.

What was waiting for her was the news that she had suddenly disappeared. Thinking about what her relatives and friends would say about her, and how those reporters would report her, made her feel upset.

"Don't try too hard to smell the fragrance of flowers in the air!"

Seeing that everyone suddenly fell into sadness, Nangong frowned slightly and spoke loudly to call back everyone's thoughts. When Gong Xianxian came back to her senses, she realized that the corners of her eyes were a little wet, and she quickly reached out to wipe it away.

"What happened just now? I can't seem to control my thoughts!"

Long Aotian frowned deeply and felt uncomfortable in his chest. He had not thought of his mother for a long time. Just now, he unconsciously kept thinking of those memories that were already a bit blurry. He had not thought of his mother for so many years since her death.

"Don't smell the fragrance of the flower of the other side. The flower of the other side is the only flower in the underworld. It is also called the soul-inducing flower. Its floral fragrance can intoxicate people's hearts and guide all the ghosts in the underworld to recall their past lives. It is not harmful to ghosts, but if they are ordinary people, they will be intoxicated.

If you go in and sink into the pain of memories, you will never wake up again if it lasts for a long time.”

Nangong raised his eyes and looked at everyone, and then at the Bianhua flower in front of him, with a solemn expression.

"So awesome!"

Chonglou stared at the flower of the other side in front of him. No wonder he kept thinking of the scene where his mother killed him. It was indeed a flower in hell, so terrifying.

"Of course it's great. You don't know that in our world, there are many erroneous literary teenagers or sad girls who feel sorry for themselves. They all like Bianhuahua. If you search for Bianhuahua on Baidu, there are countless stories and novels in various versions.

"

Jiang Xingye suddenly raised his brows with a look of pride on his face. He thought that at that time, he had read the fantasy script for a long time. The author had rewritten it and turned it into a myth, which was quite popular.

"There will also be flowers of the other side in your world?"

Gong Xianxian raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Xingye, her ice-blue eyes reflected by these blood-red flowers were particularly charming.

"Yes, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes. I just saw pictures, but there are many legends."

Jiang Xingye stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and smiled awkwardly. In fact, he was not sure whether there really was a flower of the other side. Anyway, he had never seen it with his own eyes.

"What legend?"

Shenwei Qianye squinted his eyes and had a bright smile on his face. He was somewhat interested in listening to Jiang Xingye's words. The things that often came out of his mouth were very strange. Shenwei Qianye already liked listening to Jiang Xingye's stories.

"There are too many legends about Hibiscus flower. I will choose a simple one to talk about."

Seeing that no one was trying to stop him from speaking, Jiang Xingye started speaking openly.

"Legend has it that a long, long time ago, the banks of the Santu River in the underworld were full of large tracts of flowers. Its floral fragrance has a magical power. It can make people recall their past lives. There were two fairies guarding the flowers, and one was a flower demon.

, Manzhu, one is Ye Yao, Shahua.

The flowers and leaves of the flowers on the other side have the same roots, but they will never meet.

The Flower Demon and the Leaf Demon have been guarding the Bana Flower for thousands of years, but they have never met each other because there are no leaves when the flower blooms, and the leaves only appear in the flower pavilion.

The flower demon and the leaf demon missed each other crazily and were tortured by pain. In July of one year, Manzhushahua secretly violated God's rules and met each other. In July of that year, there were large swathes of Bana flowers, bright red.

Like blood.

God took the blame and turned Manzhu Shahua into reincarnation, and was cursed forever. He suffered hardships in the world for life after life and could not meet each other. From then on, Manzhu Shahua was also called Manzhu Shahua, and it was a flower that bloomed in the kingdom of heaven.

It is also the only flower blooming on Huangquan Road.

Every time Manzhu and Shahua were reincarnated, they could smell the fragrance of flowers on the other side of the road and remember their past lives, and then vowed never to separate again, but they still fell into the reincarnation of the curse next time...

Flowers bloom on the other shore, leading to the hell of the underworld...

If they want to be together, they must break the curse.

The only way to break the curse is to find the real Manjusawa, which is made of the tears of two people, and the Manzhushahua dyed red with the blood of one of them...

With such a cruel method to break the curse, both of them were reluctant to sacrifice all their blood for each other.

So in the end, Manzhu and Shahua still couldn't be together...

Sometimes, you can see the flower of the other side in full bloom. The bright red flower is like a palm that only prays to heaven, showing such pious, passionate and desperate happiness.

This fire-like flower is full of sadness but burning with the loyalty of love..

This is one of those legends."
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