How can the beauty of Sansheng Lian dominate the world

Chapter 447

How could she be so strong?

How could she bear such inhuman torture?

In ten years, she never gave up a single point!
Who is she?

Listen to the whispers of falling flowers and light dust, dreaming of the prosperity in the dream, and the past passing away like clear water.The wind blows through the thick clouds like cicada wings, weaving the autumn scenery.The verdant mountains, the undulating bamboo forests, the beautiful and melodious birdsong, and the scattered orchids are dotted with the blurred scenery.

A peerless woman was leaning delicately against a peach blossom tree, lazily flipping through an ancient sheepskin scroll in her hand.The dark black shaft is inlaid with dark lines of platinum, and the patterns of flirtatious mandala are intertwined and entangled together, giving people a strange and beautiful feeling.

She was wearing a loose pink-blue smoky brocade skirt with long black hair hanging down like splashed ink, and she simply tied up her temples with a delicate ribbon.Let the soft silk-like blue silk behind her flutter in the wind one after another.It constitutes a picture of excellence and excellence, which makes people sigh that it is unparalleled.

The sun shines warmly through the shade of the flowers, and occasionally, a few wisps of sweetness fall with the wind, falling on the yellowed sheepskin scroll.She looked up and turned slightly, staring at the sky far away, her eyes lingering in the sky, distant, deep and ethereal.The clouds in the sky dazzled the hearts of the whole season, and every moment of looking up was frozen into a beautiful picture.The autumn wind blows into my heart, and I am sober in a trance, realizing that it turns out that it is another season!
Shui Luoxia has spent the past year practicing the only exercise left in her mind, the "Moon Soul Art", she has forgotten everything except this magic art that was condensed and imprinted in her heart by Lanyue Xianwu.Under Tianjin's guidance, her soul power, like a seed, slowly grew seedlings, sprouted and grew leaves, becoming stronger and stronger.The power of soul imprisonment also became weak under such circumstances.

Suddenly, a clear and melodious piano sound floated to my ears, and the swirling voiceless sound curled up Tingting.The sound of the zither is elegant and distant, with scattered echoes, as if the sea breeze rolled up the waves, quiet, distant, peaceful, and moist.The pure and beautiful sound played by the Yaozheng seems to be able to cleanse the dust in the body and mind, and let people regain the innocence and beautiful memories of their youth.

Suddenly a stone fell on Shui Luoxia's heart lake, and she involuntarily walked in the direction of the sound of the piano.I couldn't help thinking that only a person with an exquisite heart can play such a moving movement!

What catches the eye is an arch made of weeping vines, on which pansies spread into three elegant cursive scripts of Fan Jin Yuan.Walking into Fanjin Garden and looking around at the poetic and picturesque scenery, a blue stone path twists and turns and sinks into the depths of the forest.On the semi-height primrose-colored small terrace, there are elegant white birch benches, which look leisurely and casual.If you sit on a bench, you will see clusters of low-hanging classical roses when you look up, and the overlapping flowers bloom into fragrant clouds and mist, which makes people feel pity.

In autumn, the stone path is covered with thick fallen leaves, such as fan-shaped ginkgo leaves, osmanthus leaves with ruler-shaped leaves, and fragrant camphor leaves, forming a colorful brocade full of flowers and trees. forward.The corridors are covered with dense plants, and the flowers and trees are lined with secluded flowers. All kinds of exotic flowers and plants are dizzying.Shui Luoxia walked on the fallen leaves pleasing to the eye, feeling her taut heart slowly calm down in the Fanjinyuan where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

Walking alone among the flowers, you can push aside a curtain of emerald-like flowers and vines.The eyes suddenly open up, and you can see a row of jade-built flower platforms with carved railings. The clear stream is like a streamer winding around the Chongshi rockery, reflecting the beautiful clouds, Yaolin Qiongshu.The Qingmo Xiaoqiao is full of autumn water, showing its beautiful posture in the sunshine, without any trace of autumn decadence.

Shui Luoxia was fascinated by the moving piano sound, and slowly walked into a green forest exuding the fragrance of leaves.The green leaves in the deep forest are so thick that they turn blue, and under the sunlight, they look like translucent sapphires.Passing through the green forest, there is a Bixi River in front of you, and a small bamboo bridge spans it.

She lifted her skirt and stepped onto the bamboo bridge lightly with her jade feet.The bamboo bridge creaked and creaked. She walked across the shaky bamboo bridge and breathed a sigh of relief.Raising her head and looking around, her eyes suddenly tightened, facing the boundless frost and autumn.

In her amazed gaze, there was a lingering red maple forest with clouds and mists, with luxuriant branches and leaves, shining with eye-catching carmine.Maple leaves are like onyx with dewdrops, and the branches seem to be covered with a layer of transparent veil of smoke.I don't know who used the warmest light kisses to weave this crimson blush?

Under the maple tree that was as hot as tea, there was a man in white clothes with a golden crown and hair tied, his facial features were as beautiful as a carefully sculpted jade man, he was extremely handsome, elegant and refined.He was sitting upright on the purple meadow, his eyes were closed, his face was as deep as water, and he played the piano with both hands unhurriedly. A black dragon pattern embroidery on the cuff was particularly dazzling.On the lap is a red gold paulownia guqin that is very old, dipped in the color of red maple, and exudes a simple and simple atmosphere.

The breeze is as quiet as the sun, and the flowing water is as light as the clouds.Wisps of light as clear as water fell on his body through the dense gaps of maple leaves, covering him with a thin layer of light golden silk.The falling maple leaves reflect the dazzling sunlight of the sun, just like red butterflies fluttering in the singing of the wind and leaves.

Hearing the sound of footsteps stepping on the fallen leaves, a pair of dark black eyes like ice and snow on the top of a snow mountain suddenly opened.All of a sudden, the sky and the earth turned pale, leaving only the deep and bright pupils shining brightly.Shui Luoxia's heart trembled, a bright smile spread across her lips, and deep dependence appeared in her eyes.

"cloud!"

Misty Rain's ethereal voice, full of carefree joy, slowly resounded.

Tianjin suddenly raised his head, and saw that lithe and graceful figure not far away, standing pretty beside the gurgling lotus stream.

A loose bun does not lose temperament, and the long hair on the back is like the silk ribbon of a weeping willow, fluttering wantonly in the wind.She is dressed in a pink and blue smoky brocade skirt, with greenish smoky muscles, showing her graceful posture against the sun.A pair of black eyes blinked joyfully on the peerless face, the pure eyes were so pure that there was no trace of fireworks.

Seeing the appearance of the person coming, the resolute and stern lines on his face softened instantly.The thin lips parted slightly, and the voice was full of magnetism, like jade beads falling.

"Mei'er! Why did you come to Fanjinyuan? How do you feel today? Does your head still hurt?"

Tianjin stood up gracefully, shook off the maple leaves on her robe, and walked towards Shui Luoxia with a smile, her eyes were filled with deep love.She was as charming as a lotus in his heart, so he called her Mei'er. This was an intuition that she should be by this name.

(End of this chapter)