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Chapter 211 The petals of the flower field are like rain, and there is a kiss on the forehead.

The endless flower fields are filled with fragrance, and the endless flowers are burning, and the sky is fragrant and beautiful.

Colorful, pink vines and green branches, boundless, without end.

Swallow stands among thousands of flowers, quietly looking at the vast sea of ​​flowers.

There is no way out, no light work, if you keep running around here, you will only exhaust your energy and wait for death.

Wuyin didn't want to put himself to death, he just wanted to trap himself here.

You can't get out from the left and right, so it's better to appreciate the [-] mu of fertile land, with clusters of flowers blooming, which is quite a sight.

Shuiyan found a clean place, lay down on the ground, looked up at the blue sky and white clouds all over the sky, her mood was like clouds rolling and relaxing, like the water of mountains and rivers, flowing slowly.

If it is as Wu Yin said, then who is Duanmu Yuhan?
Is the answer really that important to her?
The sun shone wantonly, warming the land and flowers, she closed her eyes, and heard a petal withering, hovering and falling at the right time.

Wuyin pulled out the short knife, and the blood immediately splashed and stained the flowers all over the tree, making them scarlet.

He covered the blood gurgling from his shoulder, tore off a piece of cloth, bandaged it a little, and it was over.

He raised his head, looked at the center of the flower field, where Shui Yanqing was located, and said with a wry smile: "I never thought that when you became fierce, you looked like a wild cat."

In the temple of Wuyin, the golden bell was already ringing. Wuyin put on his coat and wiped away the blood. He could not tell that he was injured at all. He performed the peerless lightness kung fu, and then he touched thousands of miles of flowers and went straight to the place. The golden bell rang and went away.

There, Jimo Ze was standing suavely, and Ling Shixi was sweating profusely behind him, bumping the heavy clock over and over again.

The lord told him——when the bell strikes, an expert will come.

When the silent figure approached, Ling Shiyi's final impact hit the golden bell due to inertia. He stared dumbfounded at the expert flying in front of him, and asked in a daze, "Your Majesty, what is this?" Isn’t it silent? Where did the expert come from?”

"Eleventh, I think you have eyes but don't know Mount Tai. Come, quickly serve the wine to Master Wuyin."

Jimoze was not in a hurry, and greeted Ling Shiyi that he was going to serve wine, but Wuyin said, "Your Highness is polite. If you have something to say, you may as well speak directly to Wuyin."

Jimo Ze gave him a deep look, nodded his head in agreement.

Then Jim Moze said: "Huang Shaoyao, you stay here, and you can dispose of it as you like. I will take Yingge and Yanqing away. How about it?"

Wuyin smiled slightly, nodded, and said: "My lord is really well-informed, I can't hide anything from you. Yingge is at the entrance of the backyard, as for Shuiyanqing...in the center of the garden...it's a bit troublesome to get in..."

Jimo Ze also smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, I'll just go there myself."

"Alright. Then I will excuse you, my lord." Wu Yin saluted deeply, the emotion in his eyes was endless helplessness.

For the well-being of the people of Chu State, and to pamper his father, he had to do this.

Therefore, do not expect forgiveness, but understanding.

Finally one day, he also betrayed the purpose of Buddhism, and became what you call a man of conspiracy and scheming.

"Soundless, you're being polite. The world is full of people, who can be alone? It's just mediocre."

Jimoze strode forward indifferently, and the words he said were words of relief, which made Wuyin bend down deeply, until he turned around and disappeared, then turned and looked, his eyes were already very moved.

Jimoze turned around, passed through the Buddhist hall, walked through the long corridor, passed by Yingge, and opened her acupoints, as if he had never seen the dodge in Yingge's eyes, he just said lightly: "Eleventh, take Yingge first. One step back to the Governor's Mansion, and I'll be there soon."

"Yes, my lord." Ling Shiyi replied.

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness." Yingge saluted slowly and said.

Jimo Ze turned his body sideways, as if he didn't hear anything, and went straight to the flowers.

Just in April, the color of the flowers is in full bloom, and the indigo and purple flowers are in full bloom. The rouge has become a large cloud-like sea of ​​flowers. Immediately, Moze's tiptoes pass by, and the flower branches tremble, causing countless waves to hit directly. The green and green hills in the distance!
Shuiyan heard the sound of footsteps among the flowers, and hurriedly got up to look around.

Jimoze was dressed in plain brocade and white, and he looked like an exiled fairy floating across the vast sea of ​​flowers, leaning forward with a cup in one hand, and the petals danced wildly behind him into a peerless song in the empty valley.And his black hair, like ink being rolled up, was scattered by the wind in the blue and white sky, like a wonderful landscape painting by a famous artist, which makes people's hearts throbbing.

His faint scent of magnolia balsam, like a delicate fragrance, overwhelms the fragrance of flowers all over the sky, faintly pouring towards the water swallow.And his eyes are as bright as obsidian, shining brightly in the multicolored rays of the daylight.

He seemed to see where Shui Yanqing was, and a faint smile crossed his lips, like a willow in June brushing across the surface of the Spring River, with ripples suddenly forming and undulating.

The water swallow leaned in among thousands of trees and flowers and stood alone, silently guarding each other in the vastness of the world, just waiting for his arrival.

At that moment, she felt that everything in the world was frozen, only his figure like a fairy and Penglai moved her and made her dizzy.

She finally knew that the beauty of a man can be interpreted in this way.And the feeling of heartbeat can be like this, and it can be caught off guard.

In her eyes, probably, he is a more dazzling existence than that Lang Lang tomorrow.

She suddenly felt relieved.

She also smiled slightly, standing in the center of the flowers, staring silently, waiting for him to come like a god.

Jimo Ze got closer and closer to her, and his smile became clearer and clearer. I saw his plain brocade sleeves fluttering up in the blank space of the sky, and the petals burst up like countless rains, rolling up on the endless blue sky!
And then, he spun down, and Shui Yanqing felt that there were warm hands between her waist, and his light and ambiguous words sounded softly in her ears-"Yan Qing, you Among the flowers, it surpasses the countless thousands of flowers."

The petals that had just been raised by his big sleeves fell like rain, drifting around the two of them, as if there were love words lingering and echoing in their ears, reaching the other side of the mountain for a long time, making Shuiyan's ears feel hot and her cheeks flushed pregnancy.

When did this kid learn such sweet words in front of some girl?

Just when Shui Yanqing was about to shyly push Jimoze away, she heard Jimoze's smile and said, "Don't move, there is a petal in your hair, I will pick it off for you."

Shuiyan stood still for a moment, and felt his fingertips slid across her hair, and gently twirled a light purple petal, which flashed in front of her eyes, and before she could see it clearly, she A kiss fell on her forehead, moist and lingering, hot and romantic and beautiful.

It seems that there is a dream in the south of the Yangtze River, such as Suchun Street, and I don't want to wake up.

All he could say was that he murmured a rebuke: "Why do you always act brave by yourself?"

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