He swept through the night to enjoy the misty and dreamlike scenery.
At this time, he accidentally saw a woman at the foot of the waterfall. Her clothes were slightly wet and close-fitting, and she turned to look at the wind, the soul and the eyes were full of tender affection.
The wind soul was pleasantly surprised. He threw a flying snow sword and ran into the water to hug the bathing girl tightly.
He complained, "Sister, I have been worried about you, but why did you come here to take a shower?"
Wang Miao wants to smile. "I haven’t had time to freshen up since I entered the demon spirit world. I want to wash up before I go to see you. I didn’t expect you to run over first."
"It must be that our hearts are connected." The wind soul dragged her into the waterfall, and the cold water washed them as if there was a barrier to isolate them from the outside world.
The urgent water is cold but warm.
Only you, only me.
at this moment
The night is still not long.
After bathing, the two men came to the pool to chat very much in love for a while, and unconsciously kissed each other. The clothes faded away and the charming body crossed. There was a gust of wind and rain. Wang Miao wanted to gasp for breath, and the waterfall splashed water on her chest and hit her crystal clear.
Like tears.
"Sister, what do you think?" The wind soul asked while stroking the wet and slippery body.
Wang Miao wanted to turn over. He looked at the stars together and she whispered, "Brother Soul, do you remember that poem you read to me? When the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win the number; If the two feelings last for a long time … do you want to be in the morning and evening? "
"Of course I remember," said Feng Soul with a smile. "But although the word Qin Shaoyou sounds touching, it is still not true enough. I guess he must not seriously like a person. If it is true, two of a kind, how can he not want to like someone to stay with him forever?"
Wang Miao wants to ask, "but what if the law is accompanied by life?" In case you and I are forced to part for more than 300 years before we meet, will you still like me as much as you do now? "
The wind soul said, "Three hundred years again?"
Wang Miao wanted to be asked by him, "Do you want to add the word’ you’?"
"Ah, nothing?" The wind soul’s mouth is in the heart, but I can’t help thinking, 300 years later, it will be the early Tang Dynasty. Will Feng Zhixin really appear in that era?
He put his hand on Wang Miaoxiang’s breasts and gently rubbed "I will never let you leave me that long."
Wang Miao wants to smile sadly. "Some things are not up to you and me."
The wind soul gave birth to a bad feeling in his heart. He was about to ask Wang Miao about it, but he first turned around and kissed him actively. The passion of the wind soul body was once again ignited by the beauty, and the unusual enthusiasm of this beautiful fairy made him intoxicated and excited, as if the flowers of different colors suddenly bloomed and made people linger.
Even the chrysanthemums are withered.
Finally, the wind soul fell asleep with her arms around the fairy.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn, and the dazzling sunlight stung his eyes.
He touched his side consciously, but he touched it. He quickly looked around.
Wang Miao wants to have gone.
The flying snow sword still stays there
That madness last night seemed like a dream.
The wind soul dressed up and called out for hope that the beautiful fairy had wandered around.
But she never showed up …
The wind and soul searched all over the mountains and found no Wang Miaoxiang.
He entered the temple on the top of the mountain, and the agarwood was swaying.
The red line Ling Ning has already got up and is sitting there talking to each other. Her face is covered with tears and she seems to have cried again.
The wind soul asked if they had seen Wang Miao think they shook their heads together in amazement.
Where does Wang Miao want to go?
The wind soul stepped out of the temple and suddenly found that the three of them were left in this mountain at the moment. Not only did Mrs. Wei not appear again, but even some maids she had seen yesterday left.
Wind Soul thought, "Wonder if Sister Miao has gone back to Yaochi or Cangwu Mountain for something?"
When he returned to China, he wanted to go to Cangwu Mountain to find Wang Miao, but he didn’t know which direction Cangwu Mountain was in.
Cangwu Mountain is Jiuyi Mountain, but where is Jiuyi Mountain?
At this time, he saw a little girl carrying a banner in the distance and flew over at once.
The little girl is naturally Huang Lingwei. When she looks back, she sees the wind coming, screams "Ah", turns around and runs.
Wind Soul doesn’t know why she wants to run.
But he still throws a few chess pieces willy-nilly, giving birth to the mysterious spirit and trapping Huang Lingwei.
Huang Lingwei turned around and hurriedly waved his hand. "Don’t look for me! I don’t know anything!"
The wind soul asked, "What don’t you know?"
Without thinking, Huang Lingwei replied, "I don’t know where Jiuyi Mountain is … Ah!"
The wind soul grabbed her and stared at her. "What’s the matter? How do you know I want to go to Jiuyi Mountain? "
Huang Lingwei shook his head hurriedly. "I don’t know. I don’t know anything."
The wind soul thought, if I have nothing to tell you what I know, then I will write my name backwards.
He took a step back and looked at Huang Lingwei from head to toe.