Fast time travel to hate the hero: I heard that the heroine is not human

Chapter 8 The Possibility of Killing Lord Kamishami (7)

The force hit the peach tree trunk directly, and the trunk was not damaged, but pink petals rained in the air.

Yin Yanci looked up and saw that the petals all floated towards her and landed on her branches and leaves that were half the size of a palm.

One by one, trembling in the breeze, it seems to be laughing and playing.At a glance, everything is pink.

Holding a long sword in his hand, Xu Yin slowly fell from the air, and landed on his toes in front of Yin Yanci.

With white light on the silver sword, black hair and white clothes, the tip of the sword draws a perfect arc in the air when he raises his hand and flicks his sleeves.The three thousand blue silks hanging down on the back flew up, and those petals flew up again, floating in the air freely.

The long sword is agile and elegant in the dance, the sword body brings up the waves of flowers in the dance, and the sword is so gentle that it seems that it cannot disturb the waves on the water.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, coherent and free and easy.

There was a smile on the corners of Xu Yin's lips, and his eyebrows and eyes were warm. This is him who is gentle, who is like a god.

The sword dancer and the piano player, if the two match, it is perfect.

But he doesn't have to.

There is no rushing sound of the piano, no mighty wind-like aura, only a long sword, dancing out his compassion, love, loneliness, coldness and arrogance.

He is Luyin, the strongest god in the Six Realms.

Yin Yanci stared blankly at Qu Yin who was dancing a sword in the peach forest, the joy emanating from the bottom of his heart slowly penetrated into his bones again.

A thousand years at a glance.

Some people, it doesn't take long to carve a deep imprint in your heart, and from then on, it will be unforgettable.

The wind stops, the flowers fall, and the sword stops.

Xu Yin walked slowly towards Yin Yanci, with the long sword behind his back, and the white clothes brought a gust of wind as he walked.

"how?"

The cold voice seemed to be asking her.

Yin Yanci looked at him and murmured softly, "It looks good."

Yu Yin smiled lightly, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile that was not a smile.

He glanced at the imaginary Zhu Yucao, put away his long sword and said to Yin Yan, "I'll take you around the mortal world."

Hearing Yin Yan's words, he immediately came back to his senses, and the seven leaves stood up at the same time, and the colors were much brighter.

This is a sign of excitement.

There was an imperceptible pampering in Yu Yin's eyebrows and eyes, and with a wave of his sleeves, the two disappeared in place at the same time.

The country closest to the Xianshan Mountain in the West Sea is called Xuangu Country, and Xuyin stopped here with Yin Yanci.

Yin Yanci was shrunk by the voice and put her real body in her sleeves. She poked out a leaf and looked curiously at the ancient streets.

This day happened to be the Qiqiao Festival in Xuangu Kingdom. There were many young men and women on the street, each holding a red ribbon in their hands.

Yin Yanci waved the leaves excitedly: "Shangshen, shall we go to the front? There are a lot of people there."

Xu Yin didn't speak, but walked towards the place with the most people.

The place with the most people is in front of an old big banyan tree.Thousands of red ribbons are hung on the big banyan tree, and there are several stalls for asking for lottery under the tree.

Young men and women line up to ask for a lottery. After asking for a lottery, they write their wishes on a red ribbon and tie it to a big banyan tree.

Yin Yanci asked Quyin curiously: "God, is this effective?"

Tuyin's brows and eyes are light, and her voice is gentle: "Sincerity makes spirit."

Yin Yanci stretched out two leaves, and said cutely: "Can I write?"

Xun Yin glanced at the newly emerged leaf, without saying a word, flipped his right hand lightly, and in an instant, a long red ribbon was caught between his slender fingertips.

Xun Yin put the red ribbon on the cuff, and Yin Yanci pulled it in with a rustling branch.

(End of this chapter)