When I opened my eyes again, I felt like I was in another world.
In a daze, it seemed like tens of thousands of years had passed.
Chang Le moved his hands, and then he sat up from the ice coffin, raised his hand stiffly, touched the unreal ice coffin, and stammered: "I..."
She looked at Dan Shu with confused and confused eyes: "Auntie, this is..."
Dan Shu wiped her face haphazardly, but she felt that her face was covered with tears. She showed her face and said, "You have had a long dream. Now it's time to wake up."
Changle searched carefully in his mind, and his memories were blurred into a mess, and afterimages flickered from time to time, giving him a splitting headache.
Danshu stepped forward to help her up, pulled her into her arms, and sobbed uncontrollably: "It will be nice to come back..."
Changle lay helplessly buried on her shoulder, unable to say anything.
Only when her long coat brushed across the snow and her fingertips touched the plump red plum blossoms did she truly feel the vitality of the world.
Walking step by step through the pavilions and pavilions outside the palace, and walking around the lotus pond, I always feel that these things that were once familiar to me are now a little different. I can't say what the difference is, but the feeling is different.
After stepping up the steps, before reaching the door, the door of the palace was pushed open, and a thin figure wearing only a thin shirt appeared from the palace. The person's face was pale, and he was in an extremely exhausted state. When he saw the palace,
For the moment when she was outside, something that was originally dead in her eyes suddenly came to life, like a dead tree taking on the color of life.
Snowflakes fell on her eyelashes, shining brightly. She opened her arms and hugged Chang Le deeply into her arms, and even whispered: "Ale."
Changle hugged her tightly, and the movements in his hands became a little stronger, all without saying a word.
It took a long time before they relaxed a little.
Changle called softly: "Sister."
"I'm here," Yongan squeezed her hand as usual and rubbed her palm gently, "I hope you're safe."
Changle tried her best to smile, but seeing her like this, she clearly couldn't smile at all. She took Yong'an's hand and walked into the hall. As she walked, she said: "Sister, it's cold, let's go inside first."
Suddenly, the wind was as cold as a knife, the chill was biting, and the heavy snow was flying down from the sky, falling one after another, covering the vast earth. Everything was like a white blanket, the earth was white, the sky and the earth were connected, and the courtyard and roads seemed to be plunged into a vast white blanket.
In the fairyland, it is like a dream and is breathtaking.
The biting cold wind swept across the vast land, and the old trees swayed crazily, and the whistling sound was endless. The goose-feather-like snow danced with the wind, intertwining into an overwhelming snow curtain. Looking into the distance, you can see the faint trees in the villages in the distance.
It can be seen that it is as crystal clear as jade carvings made of snow. The mountains and plains are covered with a layer of snow-white quilt. The whole world seems to have been painted into a monotonous white by a brush. Everything in front of you becomes pure and flawless, as if you have stepped into an endless fairyland.
It's refreshing.
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, violent storms and snow rage across the vast land,
The endless mountains and wilderness have become inaccessible, with only the cold wind blowing from the northwest whistling past, and the ferocious beasts hiding their whereabouts. A few bare old trees stand alone beside the snow-dappled mountain road, passing by in the gloomy sky
A hungry goshawk made a sharp cry and gradually disappeared at the end of the sky. 1. The snow was still falling, and only snowflakes were seen floating in the sky.
fall down.
Snowflakes fell on the tree girl, and the tree girl seemed to be covered with white clothes.
wedding dress; snowflakes fell on the house, and the house seemed to be wearing a white hat
A big colorful hat; snowflakes fell on the road, and the road looked like strips
White scarf; snowflakes fell all over the earth, and the earth was like a cover
A thick layer of quilt was covered. The snowflakes were like white petals, like feathers flying all over the sky. The small snowflakes outside the window fell into the sky one after another. They were sparkling, dancing lightly, floating in the air. Some looked cute.
Angels leisurely show off their beautiful dance movements in the sky. Some are like naughty children rushing to play on the ground.
Danshu looked at the backs of the two people entering the house and sighed deeply.
How long can it be hidden?
In the days when she was gone, those monster clans suffered heavy losses, Yongan went through hardships, and the cat demon Xiaobai...
Chang Le's temperament is very stubborn by nature. If she didn't tell her, she would definitely get to the bottom of it herself. If she knew that Yong'an saved her life with his lifelong cultivation and elixir, she would probably feel guilty for the rest of her life.
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It snows one after another. Changle has lost count of how many times he has watched it. He sits on the steps in front of the palace every day, counting the snowflakes in the sky and the plum blossoms on the trees. Winter passes and spring comes, morning and evening.
Mu didn't wait for Xiaobai to come back. She searched all over Qingqiu, the West Sea, and even the Baidou Forest where she first met it, but there was still no news.
The aunt told her that Xiaobai disappeared before her execution and has not been seen since.
At that time, she was arrested and thrown into the dungeon. When Yu Chi came to visit her, he secretly brought Xiaobai in. Xiaobai snuggled in her arms and made a low voice. She could hear that it was sadness. That cute little guy was there.
Feel sorry for her.
Then, she called its name, "Xiaobai," and told it, "An upright person goes along the way. Logically speaking, he is fair and selfless. Since this time is unavoidable, it is enough for me to stick to this intention."
"
At that time, Xiaobai obediently listened to her words and went home to wait for her. However, later, the news came back that she was going to be executed.
She couldn't imagine what happened to Xiaobai later.
Day after day, there was no news.
Her sister and aunt did not tell her anything that happened after she was tortured.
They said that she just took medicine and fell into a deep sleep, and her sister woke her up with only some cultivation skills.
But no matter how stupid and big-hearted she was, she would never believe their words so easily. As soon as she probed her broken spiritual consciousness, she knew that she had passed through the gate of hell.
The crimes her sister suffered in order to save herself were things she had never seen before, and they were facts they were unwilling to state. But how could she make up for her debt to her sister?
After her rebirth, what she didn't expect was that the demon clan was unusually quiet, with no sound of discord at all. Those who used to shout that she would be executed to convince the crowd all lost their voices. On the contrary, many people before
She often talks about her bad qualities, but now the finger is pointed at her sister. Maybe, as she is in a high position, there will always be people who find fault with her.
There is also a rare peace and tranquility in the three realms.
The most incomprehensible thing was the letter from God Emperor Mo Lin to cancel the engagement. He canceled the engagement with a single order.
Changle felt depressed in his heart. The God Clan Emperor Shaojiang Wuye was the young master, the cold, noble and scornful young master. On that day, he clearly revealed his identity, and he also knew that he was the Demon Clan Emperor Ji Changle.
Knowing that she was engaged to him and still canceling the engagement, is it possible that the young master's kindness to her was all fake? Those countless moments when he stepped forward were all fake.
?
She wanted to calm down and think deeply, but she became more and more anxious and confused. The mixed memories were mixed with her messy thoughts. In the end, she couldn't figure it out in her heart, so she decided to confirm it herself.
Warm spring has arrived. Walking by the water, the breath is refreshing and the eyes are full of green. Looking around, I can see a tall willow tree standing on the water bank. The branches and leaves are swaying gently in the air, reflecting like water. The scene in the water is the same as that on the shore, as if walking
It's like entering a beautiful landscape painting, which is dizzying and breathtaking. Walking on the mist-filled road, you can see green trees beside the road.
The bamboos are whirling, the lush leaves are shining with a faint green light, and the tiny dewdrops are rolling on the leaf tips, sparkling, which is enchanting. Through the sparse branches and leaves, you can vaguely see the pavilions and pavilions with flying eaves and corners, all of which are hidden in the buildings.
Between the shadows of the trees, on the branches of blooming flowers in early spring, chopstick flowers are swaying in the wind. It is really a beautiful scene.
Changle scolded himself in his heart because he had never noticed such a beautiful scene outside the imperial capital before.
The green trees are cleaner, and the flowers are more fragrant when flowing through them. The sound of the water is long, lingering, crisp, and has an endless aftertaste. The smart notes make the fish jump for joy and swim around, feeling uncomfortable. The sounds of birds, animals, and insects are...
The chime sounds echoed and mixed into a wonderful symphony, telling the story in the dream.
The water is extremely soft, but soft yet has bones. The persistence and pursuit of faith are awe-inspiring.
The Nine-Meander Yellow River has many obstacles and many temptations. Even if there are mountains and mountains, and it turns thousands of times, the will to flow eastward into the sea has never wavered, and the majestic and heroic steps have never stopped for a moment; the waves hit the reef, and even if they are shattered, they will never flinch.
Wave after wave, one after another, fighting bravely, the rock was finally hit with holes and dry sores; water dripped from the cliff, day after day, year after year, determined to achieve the goal, neither arrogant nor impetuous, thousands of times
"Tick tock" "Tick tock"
To just cut a hole in a stubborn rock can really be said to be "the softest thing in the world, and the strongest thing in the world".
Changle quickly caught some fish in the river and grilled them on the rack.
After a long time, she lifted up an auspicious cloud and flew towards the ninth heaven.
It seems that everything is intertwined with the wind, the swaying mist, the gently lifting clothes, the light and shadow are mottled, and the faint smell of Xiangze.
The temperature of spring seems to have refused to flow through this part of the sky. There are still some piles of unmelted snow, and a little bit of wet water has also frosted into ice, completely hiding this place and covering it up with dust.
The sun falls on this lonely nine-layered sky, unable to penetrate the frost, and only spreads softly on the clouds.
Changle dodged the guard, and the cat transformed into a fairy dove and flew in.
As for why Xian Bing did not suspect Xian Ge, it must start with the fact that she has a good friend, His Highness the Third Highness of the God Clan.
This Xi Heng likes elegant and exquisite things. Others use their minds to convey messages, but he prefers to use fairy pigeons, which gives people with evil intentions like Chang Le an opportunity.
She flew and flew, relying on the memory of the direction Xi Heng had told her, and finally found the outside of a glorious hall. This chapter has been completed!