In autumn, the leaves of poplar trees turn yellow and hang on the trees, like yellow flowers; they fall in the sky, like yellow butterflies; they fall in the small river beside the trees, like golden boats.
In autumn, leaves fall one by one, with a hint of regret, they jumped, rotated, danced and flew down gracefully.
In autumn, after a tense harvest, everything faded in a blink of an eye, and the vast land was exposed in yellow.
Autumn comes with the sound of falling leaves, and morning is as fresh as dew. The sky emits a soft light, clear and ethereal, making people want to hear the singing of a flying lark, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of a white sail. The sunset is the wings of time, and when it flies, it unfolds extremely brilliantly.
On an autumn night, the sky is high and the dew is thick, and a crescent moon is quietly hanging in the southwest horizon. The cold moonlight shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars of the Milky Way are becoming more and more brilliant. Willow trees quietly hang branches on the roadside, and shades cover the winding paths of wild grass.
Ten dim figures flowed slowly under the cold moonlight, and calmness seemed to have never broken the silence.
The ten people also spoke silently, as if they had a tacit understanding. I don’t know whether they were enjoying the tranquility of the autumn night or the clearness of the night sky, but there was always a faint breath around them, which made several people never speak out for a long time.
The moonlight flowed down and flowed on a delicate but not scary face. Although time had wiped out many edges and corners on his face, he seemed to be still cold and cold at this moment.
"Nuwa God Scroll..." murmured in his heart.
The storm at the Three Saints Temple also came to an end. Although the result attracted speculation from all over the world, it was naturally due to the joy and some people were upset. However, the news of the Nuwa God Book obtained by Leng Xiaoran is unknown, but almost everyone knows that Leng Xiaoran must have gained a lot.
No one has heard of the Nuwa God Scroll, nor has anyone seen it, but at this moment, he is calm and stable in Leng Xiaoran's body.
The iron scroll of alchemy books seems to be a scroll made of bronze, with the words engraved in it being drawn on it with bright red cinnabar.
Leng Xiaoran seemed to be able to see the bronze book as soon as he closed his eyes. Leng Xiaoran not only did not feel the power contained in it, but seemed like a dead object. It seemed to be an illusion, and the bronze book was just the thoughts in Leng Xiaoran's mind.
"Nuwa God Scroll" Leng Xiaoran still murmured. He also knew everything about the Nuwa God Scroll, and he didn't know what special things would happen if the Nuwa God Scroll was inside his body.
"The things of the saint are extraordinary. It seems that the sky cannot be revealed before the time comes..." After thinking for a long time, Leng Xiaoran could only comfort himself in this way.
He smiled faintly at this, as if he had guessed something. Perhaps with his wisdom, he could still think of something?
At night, no one noticed his smile, as if only the moonlight was the only moonlight. Seeing the cold moonlight, a moon-yellow figure suddenly appeared in his mind, floating like a fairy, extraordinary and extraordinary as a fairy in the Moon Palace.
"Dingling Dong Dong" The flowing sound of the beautiful stream and springs seemed to flow into his ears. When he turned his head, although he didn't see it, he knew that a small stream flowed five steps away. He unconsciously thought of another figure, as gentle as water, and as smart as water, as smart as water.
The autumn night is a melancholy night. Even the cold Leng Xiaoran would sigh. Looking at the deep night sky again, the stars were like a splendid, waving in the air like a serene moment.
A look at him seemed to see the melancholy in his heart, but I don’t know why?
He felt that familiar gaze seemed to have been secretly looking at him since a long time ago.
However, he did not dare to turn his head and walked in a hunch, like a walking corpse.
The look of melancholy faded away, the fluctuations in my heart were frozen, as if I had returned to my original self, my cold self.
"The Three Saints Temple has caused a lot of trouble, but the situation in China has not been turbulent or changed. Although they transcend the mortal world, they have always been in trouble in the mortal world, but they have their own destiny, so they can face the catastrophe head-on. All they can do is this..." Leng Xiaoran said lightly, and it seemed that it was a lot colder around them. [
On a quiet autumn night, someone finally broke the silence.
In early autumn, the cicadas' cicadas' cicadas never ceased, like the beautiful trembling sound of the piano.
Everyone was waiting for his next words, but he seemed to have no idea how to continue. The sound dissipated, Ning Jing returned again, and everyone walked silently, strangely peaceful, and didn't think of them, but they couldn't see any inconsistency, as if it was because of this.
The sound of the stream gradually stirred up, and the water source was dense and abundant. It seemed that there would be a large lake water not far away.
The snow-white water splashed and tumbling over the three-step-wide stream. Unconsciously, everyone's steps began to speed up, and the beautiful scenery in front of them was also revealed in front of everyone. The silver sparkles were like jade mottled, and the cold moonlight poured on the lake like springs in the sky, and a faint white veil enveloped the vast lake. This scene was so pleasant that it made people fall into it.
"We have been fighting for a long time, and I think you are tired too. Seeing this scene is so wonderful, the lake water is clear and you can see the bottom. How about we go play in the water?" The dark figure took the bright white figure and walked towards the lake.
Leng Mei's Meng Mei smiled back. Although her smile was like winter plums in the cold winter, she was also a beautiful and frozen person. "Ling'er and I went to the water for a play. Leng Xiaoran, you have to watch these guys." Meng Mei glared at Leng Xiaoran, making Leng Xiaoran come to her senses.
"Yes." Leng Xiaoran responded and nodded. Then he felt something seemed to change around him, and the hot breath was spreading. He looked back in surprise and saw a few people who could not bear the temptation and actually swallowed.
However, they all looked at Leng Xiaoran's eyes and seemed to see something, so they stayed honestly.
"Playing in the water" Golden Gun muttered to himself, suddenly looking up at the sky seemed to be secretly yelling about a pity
Shaying watched two wonderful voices swaying away. Although she was melancholy in her heart, she shrugged and smiled. Then she turned around and stared at everyone, sat on the highest stone, and suddenly said, "I'll look at your every move..."
"I want to take a shower too," Lin Er said mournfully, looking at his companions around him, but it attracted a series of contempt.
Leng Xiaoran sat on the flat feldstone, leaning slightly against the bald stone behind her, still looking at the starry sky and thinking about this.
A peaceful night, an uneasy heart, will always recall extraordinary past events...
The cool breeze blew, waving the collars of clothes. A few people stayed quietly not far from the lakeside, and a few people chatted softly, echoing the sound of cicadas, so they couldn't hear clearly.
On the lakeside, two beautiful figures walked slowly, without making a sound.
Meng Mei looked at the white-clothed person beside her, and said softly: "Although it is early autumn and the lake is getting colder, let's wash our feet on the shore."
Bai Ling'er nodded, and the two walked to the flat and slightly raised stone, sat on it and took off their exquisite boots, and exposed the three-inch golden lotus, dipped it on the lake water, and lit circles of water dizzy.
The water was a little cool, and then the two of them slowly soaked their delicate jade feet in the water, feeling the refreshing.
"What are you going to spend me?" Bai Ling'er was in the mood to speak at this time. The two of them lay on the naked stone under them, quietly looking at the vast night sky, their jade feet swaying gently, shaking crystal water splashes.
"Playing in the water to get rid of the dust." Meng Mei closed her eyes and chuckled.
"Well, it's really comfortable..." Bai Ling'er also let out a breath of turbid air, dissipating the pressure from the previous few days. Then she swung her jade feet and sprinkled a scattering of water, sinking into such a crystal rhythm under the silver-gray moonlight.[
The two of them talked softly, but they didn't speak loudly and couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.
Everyone also sat quietly in place. Time did not pass quickly, but after a long time, a soft cry came from the lakeside.
Everyone could hear the sound of the Shasha Shadow, so they were stunned. They turned around and saw the figure that was originally staying on a high stone disappeared. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing whether they should go there.
However, someone still couldn't help but rushed over, and a golden light flashed away, like a sharp sword unsheathed.
There was a noisy sound coming from the lakeside, as if there were short-term sounds of golden sounds. Everyone was anxious and walked down a few steps to the lakeside. Their eyes suddenly lit up, and there were only a few colors of light flashing.
In the middle of the lake, water halos spread, forming a strange scenery. Bai Ling'er Mengmei and the sand shadow who came here at some time were looking at the figure in the middle of the lake with a hint of anger.
"The thief actually dares to peek at my aunt's feet and wash her feet." Sand Shasha put her waist and pointed at a slightly despicable man in the middle of the lake with his right hand.
I saw the man holding a sharp sword in his hand and a plain long dress. Although his eyes looked a little scattered, his faint smile did not look so annoying.
"The good boy is very brave. I don't know how many bear hearts and leopards are brave." The golden gun was also very violent in his hand holding the golden halberd. He looked at the man in front of him with a look of evil spirit and shouted: "Since you think you have lived enough, I will solve you with your own hands today..."
As soon as he moved his body, his violent momentum immediately pressed the lake water under his feet to the surroundings, and a considerable wave of water rose in an instant.
The man looked at the golden spear in surprise, then exclaimed in a low voice, his body moved, and he avoided the savage that was dancing wildly. Although the sword in his hand was not sharp, it was extremely firm. It resisted the output of the golden spear, and the spark of gold and iron did not break. The man seemed extremely embarrassed, his body flashed everywhere, and the sword technique in his hand was also indiscriminate.
Everyone who came here also showed indignation, "Damn it, let outsiders do it first." Lin Er's words came to a violent beating. He actually swallowed his saliva.
However, they all looked at Leng Xiaoran's eyes and seemed to see something, so they stayed honestly.
"Playing in the water" Golden Gun muttered to himself, suddenly looking up at the sky seemed to be secretly yelling about a pity
Shaying watched two wonderful voices swaying away. Although she was melancholy in her heart, she shrugged and smiled. Then she turned around and stared at everyone, sat on the highest stone, and suddenly said, "I'll look at your every move..."
"I want to take a shower too," Lin Er said mournfully, looking at his companions around him, but it attracted a series of contempt.
Leng Xiaoran sat on the flat feldstone, leaning slightly against the bald stone behind her, still looking at the starry sky and thinking about this.
A peaceful night, an uneasy heart, will always recall extraordinary past events...
The cool breeze blew, waving the collars of clothes. A few people stayed quietly not far from the lakeside, and a few people chatted softly, echoing the sound of cicadas, so they couldn't hear clearly.
On the lakeside, two beautiful figures walked slowly, without making a sound.
Meng Mei looked at the white-clothed person beside her, and said softly: "Although it is early autumn and the lake is getting colder, let's wash our feet on the shore."
Bai Ling'er nodded, and the two walked to the flat and slightly raised stone, sat on it and took off their exquisite boots, and exposed the three-inch golden lotus, dipped it on the lake water, and lit circles of water dizzy.
The water was a little cool, and then the two of them slowly soaked their delicate jade feet in the water, feeling the refreshing.
"What are you going to spend me?" Bai Ling'er was in the mood to speak at this time. The two of them lay on the naked stone under them, quietly looking at the vast night sky, their jade feet swaying gently, shaking crystal water splashes.
"Playing in the water to get rid of the dust." Meng Mei closed her eyes and chuckled.
"Well, it's really comfortable..." Bai Ling'er also let out a breath of turbid air, dissipating the pressure from the previous few days. Then she swung her jade feet and sprinkled a scattered splashes of water, sinking into such a crystal rhythm under the silver-gray moonlight.
The two of them talked softly, but they didn't speak loudly and couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.
Everyone also sat quietly in place. Time did not pass quickly, but after a long time, a soft cry came from the lakeside.
Everyone could hear the sound of the Shasha Shadow, so they were stunned. They turned around and saw the figure that was originally staying on a high stone disappeared. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing whether they should go there.
However, someone still couldn't help but rushed over, and a golden light flashed away, like a sharp sword unsheathed.
There was a noisy sound coming from the lakeside, as if there were short-term sounds of golden sounds. Everyone was anxious and walked down a few steps to the lakeside. Their eyes suddenly lit up, and there were only a few colors of light flashing.
In the middle of the lake, water halos spread, forming a strange scenery. Bai Ling'er Mengmei and the sand shadow who came here at some time were looking at the figure in the middle of the lake with a hint of anger.
"The thief actually dares to peek at my aunt's feet and wash her feet." Sand Shasha put her waist and pointed at a slightly despicable man in the middle of the lake with his right hand.
I saw the man holding a sharp sword in his hand and a plain long dress. Although his eyes looked a little scattered, his faint smile did not look so annoying.
"The good boy is very brave. I don't know how many bear hearts and leopards are brave." The golden gun was also very violent in his hand holding the golden halberd. He looked at the man in front of him with a look of evil spirit and shouted: "Since you think you have lived enough, I will solve you with your own hands today..."
As soon as he moved his body, his violent momentum immediately pressed the lake water under his feet to the surroundings, and a considerable wave of water rose in an instant.
The man looked at the golden spear in surprise, then exclaimed in a low voice, his body moved, and he avoided the savage that was dancing wildly. Although the sword in his hand was not sharp, it was extremely firm. It resisted the output of the golden spear, and the spark of gold and iron did not break. The man seemed extremely embarrassed, his body flashed everywhere, and the sword technique in his hand was also indiscriminate.
Everyone who rushed over also showed indignation, "Damn it, let outsiders take action first." As soon as Lin Er finished his words, he was beaten up.