Purple Qi Donglai

"But what's the use?" Feng Jiu looked at Chen Qing and said, with doubts in her tone,

Chen Qing laughed lightly, flicked Feng Jiu's forehead, the white joints felt cool through the skin, the cold fingers lingered on the dark red phoenix petals, and the warm fingertips from time to time were soft and tender. Caressing between the petals, she raised her eyes to meet his eyes, staring at those cool eyes, unexpectedly found a trace of nostalgia deep in those eyes,

A burst of blood surged from his chest, and then rushed to his throat. He resisted the surging sweetness, swallowed it abruptly, and spread from his throat. Gradually, the bloody smell filled his mouth. He gradually withdrew the hand that lingered on her forehead. , the blue veins on the back of Bai Jiu's hands were faintly visible, he frowned slightly, his originally rosy face gradually turned pale, a little sweat overflowed from his forehead, glowing silvery under the afterglow of the setting sun, and lost all color in an instant, The luster in his eyes also gradually dimmed, lost its color,

"Jiu'er, accompany me for a walk in the back mountain today." He forced a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then took a deep breath, trying to calm down the fishy sweetness surging in his chest.

"How did you get it today?" Feng Jiugang was about to speak, but he saw him twisting the skirt of his robe, crossing the stone bench, turning around and pacing away, the faint white robe dragging on the ground, and his back was even more blurred under the afterglow. The hair is long, and the afterglow shines on the white robe, giving off a little yellow light,

Feng Jiu then shook her head helplessly, then ran towards his figure,

"You're walking too fast, I can't even keep up," Feng Jiu took a deep breath, then cast a mournful glance at Chen Qing,

"You're walking too slowly. Could it be that you've gained weight in the past two days?" With his joints on his waist, Bai Jiu turned his head to look at Feng Jiu, then shook his head and walked forward.

The figures of one white and one red are intertwined in the afterglow of the setting sun, reflected in the bamboo forest, and the breeze blows slowly, and the bamboo leaves fall, let the breeze blow, and fall on the shoulders of the two.

After walking to the bamboo forest in the back mountain, Chen Qing paused, and then turned around, but unexpectedly she bumped straight into his chest, bumping into his arms, and suddenly the breeze blew up, slowly the bamboo leaves were blown by the breeze, The rustling sound brought a little breeze whistling, bamboo leaves hovered in mid-air, and then surrounded the figures of the two,

He leaned down slightly, looked down at her, his clear eyes met her beautiful eyes, her bewildered eyes had nowhere to hide, he had to put them in the depths of his eyes, buried deeply in her. fundus,

That year in the Eastern Desolate Forest, the sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was blowing everywhere. He wore a long purple robe and let the breeze blow up his hem, blowing it over her ruddy face. His cold eyes met her helpless eyes. Keeping silent, the slightest affection rose slightly from the atrium of the heart, and the sound beat in the room of the heart, turning into tenderness, the affection rippling in the heart in an instant, the tenderness melted in the heart, lost the soul for a while, until suddenly hit his ear The cold words, the cold and warm breath sprinkled on her ruddy face, her reason gradually awakened from her heart,

"Looking at me like this, don't you think of the past?" The ethereal and deep voice gradually entered her ears by the breeze,

She was a little absent-minded for a moment, the purple figure revealed from her eyes, and the white figure slightly in front of her eyes were intertwined until they overlapped,

He laughed softly, and the smile on his face gradually became stiff in an instant, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and the uncontrollable fishy sweetness burst out from his chest.

For a moment, what he said to himself when he inherited the master's mantle appeared in his mind.

"You are the reincarnation of Bodhi. Since you were born, you have entered the world with the shining Buddha light. There is also a scent of white sandalwood floating in the air. It lingers in the air for a long time and never dissipates. I am still very impressed as a teacher."

"It's just that your destiny has been fixed since the day you were born, and there is a Bodhi love calamity in your destiny, so you can't escape it, and you can't escape it."

"I can't escape, I can't hide"

His old and deep voice gradually echoed in his ears, his eyes lost their luster for a moment, his white joints gradually clung to her face, and his cold fingertips carefully outlined the enchanting and beautiful phoenix tail on her forehead Flowers, her soft and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, until they slipped to her lips, stopped the words that were about to be uttered, but had to melt between her lips and teeth, scattered in tears,

The hands around her waist gradually glowed with a faint white light, and slowly the light fragrance of white sandalwood rippled in the air along the breeze, gradually lingering in her nose,

"I am doomed, I can't escape and I can't escape, and now the love between you and me can be regarded as a complete experience. Jiu'er, I will look for you and wait for me in the third life."

In an instant, the aroma of white sandalwood became more and more intense, and the scorching mist rose from his side. A gust of breeze came, and his figure gradually melted into the scorching mist.

It gradually turned into a white smoke and rose into the air, and then turned into a misty white bodhi. A white and dazzling light overflowed from the petals of the bodhi.

The familiar white sandalwood lingers in the nostrils, and I only feel sore in the nose. The tears in the eyes burst out instantly, and gradually melt into the strands of sandalwood. There are traces of pale white mist, which floats into the clouds in the breeze ,

Her eyelids became more and more heavy, and then she closed them gently. When the figure was about to fall into the bamboo leaves, it was caught by the black iron fan.

"When Bodhi loves, life and fate are gone." Jing Qiong sighed deeply, her deep eyes were gradually shrouded in mist, and a white figure disappeared in the cloud and mist instantly.