Yan Honglei came to the railing at some point. He held the sword hand and held it on the railing, and then surrounded Hua Fei's neck.
Hua Feng, who was immersed in his story, was frightened by his sudden movements and retreated. But behind him was his long sword, and she had no choice but to retreat!
"I am your destiny, you should be with me!" Yan Honglei said.
Hua Feng was at a loss. He subconsciously reached out and pushed him away.
Yanhongqing's eyes were filled with a sad expression like fallen leaves. "I thought I could let go of what I could let go of, but I thought I could let go of some destiny very happily. But in fact, it was not as easy as I thought. At least, when I saw you, I was still unwilling to give up, not at all." Yanhongqing said.
The flowers flipped and said nothing. The moonlight poured down, and the sparse shadows floated like a tangled water grass, stirring up layers of ripples.
"I want to find him." Hua Fei kept this very awkward posture motionless, but her tone was very firm.
"It's really the same as I thought." Yanhonglei sighed. "Don't you already know? He is not the person you are looking for."
A little bit of silver-like tears appeared in Hua's eyes.
"Then I still have to go... Maybe, like you, I have been looking for it all the time, but it is not the so-called destiny."
The expression on Yanhongying's face stopped, and then a hint of sadness appeared. "He is dead. I have never had the heart to tell you that the water in Mingyue West cannot actually resurrect the demons. The demons who relied on the water in Mingyue West West seem to have nothing unusual on the surface, but in fact, they have neither memory nor emotion. These people are aliens in the demons, and are much cold-blooded and bloody than ordinary demons. Do you know why the secret guards under Shangguan Jinnian are so obedient? Because they are just like their masters, they are the living dead! "
"Shut up!" Hua Feng shouted at him. Yan Honglei's long sword trembled and cut off a strand of long hair that Hua Feng had turned.
She could hear that Yan Honglei was telling the truth, but when he listed the truth one after another in front of her, it was still very cruel.
"A living dead man without memory and emotion, his blood is probably a little colder than a snake. Can you actually have no regrets for such a person? If you don't care about your life, you can try it and die for him to see if he will frown more!" Yan Honglei's words became more and more cruel. It was too unbearable to not get or be robbed. He turned his sadness into a knife mouth, chopping down the hope of the person in front of him bit by bit.
"Enough! You know, he is not that way, right?" Hua Tian retorted.
Yanhonglei became even more uncomfortable because of her refutation.
"You were just cheated by him. Look at the secret guards, look at A Yuan, those living dead people, do you think they are intentional?" Yanhong cried out in anger. He increased his strength in his hands and leaned down. Looking at the lips that were slightly trembling because of his helplessness, he wanted to kiss her at this moment, tearing her apart all her worries for the man!
His hand threw away the sword and couldn't help but wrap around her body tightly.
A bright moon sets westward, dyed with mist into dangerous orange. The emotions that have accumulated for a long time, and it will instantly slide into the uncontrollable abyss!
At the last moment, Hua Fan suddenly pushed away Yanhong tears without looking back.
She ran away like windy under her feet until her feet suddenly sank.
After just a autumn rain, the dirt roads in the mountain village turned into a pond full of mud. Hua Feng felt that it seemed that it was not just his feet, but his heart.
Is he really a dead person without heart? He has no memory and no heart? So this is the truth?! Is the gentleness of the past just a scam? Is it just a scene he cleverly dressed up to cover up the truth?
Tears were like tears that opened the gate, pouring out like springs and no longer under control.
She looked back and saw that the smoky tears did not catch up. The farmyard in the mountains looked very quiet from a distance.
She silently said goodbye to her father in her heart. Then she spread her wings behind her and flew to the night sky with a bleak moonlight. She wanted to find Shangguan Jinnian, but she still wanted to find him. Even though she was really a cold-blooded and unintentional living dead man as Yan Honglei said.
*
When Hua Feng came alone to the west of the bright moon, the weather had turned into late autumn and winter. The ground in the jungle was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves. A thin layer of white frost, like silver syrup in the sky, hovering with the west wind, and going up to the sky and into the earth. Dipped with people's eyebrows and eyelashes, Hua Feng had turned into a white-eyed hero without realizing it.
In fact, whether it is the Five-Colored Edict or anything. When she really got it, she realized that what she had been looking for was not that simple. Whether that edict was true or false, who was the name on it? Once the so-called mystery was revealed bit by bit, she realized that the so-called truth was nothing more than that. Just as her father said. "The so-called destiny is free in the hearts of the people, and that edict is not what the edict said."
Along the way, she seemed to have finally achieved the goal she had dreamed of. But what she got was like a handful of sand, and from the moment she got it, she began to lose it bit by bit. The scenes reappeared, and it turned out that what she had lost along the way was the one she should seize the most.
Mingyuexi was much quieter than she imagined. The dark guards guarded in the jungle were covered with an uneven layer of white frost on their black clothes, and their eyebrows and hair turned white, motionless, like human figurines carved from ice and snow.
When Hua Feng saw these guards who were only obedient and obedient, he felt a thrill in his heart. They seemed to have no emotions. Shangguan Jinnian was the same as these people. Should she force herself to admit that such a doll is actually a man she has always preferred to give up all grudges and hatreds, or even give up her life, and is not willing to leave?
"Please inform Your Majesty, I want to see him." Hua Fei said to the secret guard in front of her. Mingyue Creek behind her was frozen three feet early.
But the person in front of him seemed to be frozen and answered nothing. He stood there like a pillar. She asked for a long time before the secret guard said, "Your Majesty has given you the order, and you will not see the guests today."
This is true for three consecutive days.
On the fourth day, Hua Feng simply asked nothing. He spread his wings and flew over the heavily guarded guards and headed straight to the depths of the jungle.
For some reason, her heart was as cold as the cold water of the west frozen moon.
Hua Fan felt like a prisoner who had been living in a prison without light. Over time, she would have an illusion that it was heaven. She lived above the lies compiled by Shangguan Jinnian, but those lies were constructed too perfectly and too close to the truth, so that she would rather live in nothingness and dreams like this. She would rather endure herself being deceived than expose the bubble of the lies.
He thought Shangguan Jinnian would not dare to expose it. She thought Shangguan Jinnian was like her. Although she pretended not to care on the surface, she was actually carefully maintaining the falsehood between them. Even if it was a perfect match or a fleeting moment, she always thought that Shangguan Jinnian was also quietly cherishing it, now in a dream in a void, and she didn't want to wake up.
But Yanhonglei told her that she was wrong. He destroyed her fantasy so easily. She told her that Shangguan Jinnian had no emotions, no memory, everything was just her fantasy, just soap bubbles that came out of her mind. It seemed that it was just her fault forever, and she shouldn't think too much. The contempt in his eyes told her: Dreamers will bear the consequences.
What is this?
*
The familiar whistle sounded. When Hua Fei realized that it was a roar, an iron arrow had already flew over her wings. It was obviously just a threat, and someone deliberately made it. Hua Fei lowered her head and saw a man wearing a regular scholar's robe. It was a "ghost".
The "ghost" stood in the jungle full of dead branches and leaves, holding a roar in his hand.
The flower turned to the distance and hesitated for a while, but stopped temporarily and flew down.
Obviously, the "ghost" had discovered her and knew the purpose of her trip. Because of this, they could no longer tease each other as they usually do.
"What are you asking for me?" Hua Fan asked. Looking at the nerd in front of her, she suddenly remembered that he also said that he didn't know his parents and didn't know where he came from, neither life nor death, so he called himself a "ghost."
It seems that he must have been resurrected by Mingyue West Water.
"Qiansui, Your Majesty doesn't want to see you." "Ghost" said, his tone was more persistent than before, and he did not put down the arrow in his hand.
Hua Feng looked at the whisper in his hand. The iron arrow radiated a little cold light.
"Is that right? Then what if I say, I have to see him? What will you do? Will you kill me?" Huafan didn't want to bargain with him at all.
"Reporting to Qiansui, I don't have the courage to kill Qiansui. I just will obey Your Majesty's orders and will never let Qiansui in any case." "Ghost" said.
Hua Fan was about to curse, but he heard the sound of the bushes behind the "ghost".
"There are ambushes." Hua Fan thought to himself that it was not good.
The sound of the sound in the bushes became louder, and some secret guards' black clothes showed shadows behind the dead branches. Some people walked out without hesitation.
When the flower sang her eyes, she saw that there was Si Feng, Si Yu, and Qing Wu who was released at some unknown time. Finally, there was Zhuge.
They should be the "living dead" in Yanhong's tears, they are the demons resurrected by the water of the bright moon and west. They have no memories, no emotions, and dolls.