The common people look at the twilight

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It wasn't cold when she walked to the depths, and she even felt a little hot, which made her feel a little anxious.

But when she came to a place as big as the Golden Temple, she immediately stopped being anxious.

She saw a dragon hovering there.

At that time, she looked at the unopened wine in her hand expressionlessly, and seriously doubted whether she had drunk too much.

Then she bit her own tongue and it hurt! And it proved she wasn't dreaming!

The problem is that the dragon is still there.

Today is simply! Hell!

She suddenly began to wonder if she had come to Kunlun. After all, Kunlun is the dragon vein, but she was wrong when she thought about it. Even if it was Kunlun, it shouldn't have! Dragon! Ah!

The dragon also moved his body in response to the occasion, and the scale scraped against the stone wall, scratching a large area.

Zhu Huangwan was about to cry, she actually saw a dragon, the one with five legs, it was still alive!

The giant dragon straightened up suddenly, looking at Zhu Huangwan with a pair of empty eyes, Zhu Huangwan was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he was thinking about knocking himself out on the spot.

The dragon circled and danced more than ten times in that open space, and finally rushed past Zhu Huangwan with its bloody mouth wide open.

Zhu Huangyun was so frightened that she didn't even dare to scream, but she was not swallowed, the dragon just passed through her, turned her head and blinked at Zhu Huanghun, and even a little cute.

But Zhu Huangwan didn't feel it at all, she was so frightened that she lost three souls, after all, this was a dragon.

Until now, she has not reacted, and she is still in place, immersed in the fantasy of "I have been eaten by a dragon".

It's too dangerous to be alive, she just came to see the scenery and bury altar wine, why did she meet this kind of life form left over from ancient times?

Then the dragon's mouth spit out a bead towards her, Zhu Huangwan didn't dare to pick it up for a while, the dragon arched his head, and signaled Zhu Huangwan to take it if he felt like it, she just picked up the bead with a dull expression and stiff movements .

Zhu Huangwan was already very careful, holding it as carefully as holding a Ye Mingzhu, but it shattered as soon as it was touched, and the eggshell was a little harder than this.

There was a little white light in the gap between the broken beads, there should be something inside, after observing the dragon's expression and movements, Zhu Huangwan opened the gap a little, revealing a fingernail-sized Small hole.

At that moment, the dragon turned into a beam of light and drilled into the bead through the small hole.

Zhu Huang was exhausted and sat on the ground, knocking the beads casually.

The inside of the bead is completely hollow, just a red machete, which seems to be made of stone, with a dragon carved on it.

As for why the red knife glows white, who knows.

Zhu Huangwan inadvertently caught a glimpse of some red lines inside the shell of the broken beads, gathered the pieces together and put them together.

There are four big characters "Fire Dragon Blade" written on it, and there is also a private seal of Immortal Misty Rain.

Zhu Huangwan's face was expressionless immediately, and he almost threw away what was in his hand.

With an attitude similar to treating the relics of the ancestors, he put away the Fire Dragon Blade, and Zhu Huang dug a hole on the spot to bury the wine.

She was still weak-legged until she went out, cursing Immortal Misty Rain a thousand times and selectively ignoring the question of why the knife fell on the Tibetan side.

Oh yes, and don't forget to patch that ice up.

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I filled in the first word today, and then I want to write a short essay based on this

old friend

That year's flimsy luggage

go far alone

The old man looks out from the door

facing the direction of departure

All the way through Qingshi Lane

Beacon Wall

The years are covered with residual frost

With the moonlight in Xiaoxiang

I see my old friend in my hometown

smile as bright as ever

Whose singing is still long

tick off infinite reverie

go far away again

Listen to the pitiful people sing their local accent

Waiting for the moonlight to fill the west window

remembering old people waiting to return home

The old man's face has changed

white hair

he still sings his accent

still looking at the door

until the young man returns home

Gone are the young maniacs

Emotions become absurd over the years

Guangyin refuses to let people go

The old man's face has been forgotten

The bones are buried in the yellow soil in the hometown

The past of the dream boy

only dreams of the desolation of idlers

Don't lose your youth

The mountains and rivers are picturesque and no one appreciates them

Another boy left his hometown

White-headed passers-by don't think about it

Fan Yi left that small village when he was 13 years old.

The remote mountain village couldn't contain the boy's ambition, he said he wanted to go out and break into his own world.

Gu Ren from his neighbor sent him to the entrance of the village. The quiet boy who was two years younger than him packed his bags carefully.

Not many things, but very complete.

Fan Yi smiled heartlessly and said that he would write more often.

Gu Li leaned against the door frame every day, looked at the mountain pass, and guarded the messenger.

He never waited for Fan Yi's letter.

But in the tenth year, he waited for Fan Yi's man.

When Fan Yi returned to his hometown, he was no longer the heartless young man he was back then;

Gu Li didn't ask why he never sent a letter, but just smiled and took him home.

Fan Yi came out again after Gu Ren revealed his heart to him.Fan Yi didn't agree, or he pretended not to hear.

On the second day, no one was there, leaving an empty room.

In the 16th year of his career abroad, Fan Yi is already here.

He met a girl, a geisha, from another village near him.

The girl's familiar accent made Fan Yi want to go back.

He wanted to see his hometown, and Gu Ren.

But when he arrived in the village, he saw only a stone tablet engraved with Gu Ren's name and a lonely grave.

The old man in the village told him that in the year he left, Gu Yan suffered from tuberculosis and passed away not long after.

He never saw Fan Yi again until his death.

Fan Yi also failed to see Gu Yan for the last time, so he gave up and married that girl, and they had a son.Fan Yi lived the peaceful and honest life he wanted for a little rich and a little noble.

Ten years later, his wife died of illness, Fan Yi turned gray overnight and fell seriously ill.

He dreamed of the flower fields on the other side of the mountain that he had seen when he was young, and dreamed of the bustling city and all kinds of people beyond the mountain.There is also the soft and long singing of the girl.

Only there is no Gu Ren.

He woke up from the dream, trying to remember Gu Ren's face, but it has been forgotten.

After many years, he heard his son say that he wanted to go out of the mountain, just like he did back then.

He was speechless, but staggered and sent his son to the entrance of the village.

Facing the direction in which the young man left, he suddenly felt disappointed.

He knew what he owed Gu Ren, and he would never be able to repay it.

Since then, there has been a white-haired old man wandering around the entrance of the village every day. He is sometimes happy and sometimes weeps.

Someone asked him about his past, but he said:

The past is unbearable, don't think about it.

Chapter 38 Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Immortal Misty Rain started to get busy after stealing a few days of leisure.

She really didn't expect that this so-called ascension is similar to being an official in the court. If you join, you have to do things for the emperor of heaven, and accidents will happen if you resist the order.

But a person like Yanyu Zhenxian, who has the same temperament as her benefactor, looks courteous on the surface, but actually has a kind of pride that comes from his bones, thinking that Tian is the boss and he is the second.Persevering in thinking that doing things for the Emperor of Heaven is a momentary good mood, willing to condescend to do something, it's right to pass the time, and it can be taken for granted if you don't do it.

True Immortal Misty Rain just smiled: I ascended because I cultivated myself to become a god, and I don’t owe you, so why do you do things for me?

But she really owed it, even the Handi Palace where she lived, and she owed it with peace of mind.

Immortal Misty Rain's first task was to dust off her clothes before heading to Zhong Xia Hall.