Chapter 382

Flowers on the Wudu River take root and follow the two cliffs.

Looking for a cloud in September, I wish to stay in the Qin family.

Cliff collapse can be seen on the top and white water turbulence can be seen on the bottom.

Where the immortal plays chess, there is a green Luopan on the stone.

There is no place for jade children, but only the forest range.

Qianxi meets a new moon and talks about playing the jade piano.

Mu Hantian took out the jade short Xiao, hooked his mouth and murmured, "see if you can stop my attack."

Under the cliff, a beautiful figure leaped on the top of the tree in the forest, light as a flying swallow, stepping on the leaves, and the leaves did not fluctuate at all.

She was like a curl of smoke, shadowy in the mercury like morning light, and the soft light of countless crystal dust fluttered on her white skin, like trying to put a layer of powdered rouge on her snow free skin.

The lips of rose petals are as soft as jade, the texture is clear and transparent, but the skin is as greasy as snow, and the lips are as beautiful as cherry.

Her purple pupils are as bright as a piece of purple chalcedony. There seems to be fine water flowing beside her eyes. Her eyes flow. All things shine and are beautiful at once.

Her face holds a thin veil, which is like a stone wall separating her from the whole worldly life, making her always have a unique temperament of being far away from the world and as elegant as an immortal, but her figure has become more lonely because of it.

She has long soft hair like brocade and water satin, with a faint purple light. Someone gently tied a small bun with a half ring with a Purple Dragon Crystal Silver hairpin, wrapped it with a ribbon, crowned it with a silver ring flower Sheng with five amethysts, and covered it with a soft layer of silver yarn and silk paper, The finishing touch of Huasheng, a white magnolia carved of lanolin jade, was slowly dropped from his forehead, and the center of the flower was inlaid with waxy purple jade, which was lifelike.

She was wearing a green skirt, leather belt wrapped around her floating and exquisite figure, with two clumps of black yarn streamers rustling down. The wide and white left sleeve and right wrist belt were closely sewn with purple swaying patterns. On her back was a Lun fan, with a copper moon and sun hanging on the left and right, which meant that the sun and the moon shine.

Under the skirt are a pair of thin white soft and beautiful legs. With a layer of silk cloth with black patterns, it can be seen that her legs are very delicate and beautiful. A fist sized copper bell is hung on her left leg, jingling and exquisite when walking. Her thin little feet are wearing a pair of pointed shoes, which is pitiful.

The girl suddenly stood down, looked up slightly at the stone wall and murmured, "this song... Feels very familiar... But..."

Thinking, the girl turned and jumped to the hanging roof along the stone wall. Under the footsteps, you can see several leaves floating.

As the girl jumped up, the sound of the flute became clearer and clearer.

A night of wind and snow, horseshoes outside the Great Wall, stepping on the stars

Swords and swords, dressed in red, send the wind and dust

Blood sprinkles the dyed rings of the barren city

I write it down with my life. Don't wait for the world to meet

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Long pavilions and short pavilions sent one way after another

The moon is cold, the oil lamp is exhausted, and the alley is more and more

When the green silk is finished, the autumn frost sighs a few pots of hot tears

The sound of Pipa was still waiting

The sunset outside the wasteland is gradually disappearing. You're on your way home

The old tree withered vines and the crows refused to settle down

Moonlight secretly looks at poor fate

The rings of years are sincere again

Can't cross the world of mortals

Draw three feet only for your reincarnated soul for your birthday

Recite a red rope of cause and effect in the afterlife

Embroidered needles hate to sew mandarin ducks' pillows

I spend my life waiting with you

Wait for fate to be serious

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Long pavilions and short pavilions sent one way after another

The moon is cold, the oil lamp is exhausted, and the alley is more and more

When the green silk is finished, the autumn frost sighs a few pots of hot tears

The sound of Pipa was still waiting

The sunset outside the wasteland is gradually disappearing. You're on your way home

The old tree withered vines and the crows refused to settle down

Moonlight secretly looks at poor fate

The rings of years are sincere again

Can't cross the world of mortals

Draw three feet only for your reincarnated soul for your birthday

Recite a red rope of cause and effect in the afterlife

Embroidered needles hate to sew mandarin ducks' pillows

I spend my life waiting with you

Wait for fate to be serious

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As soon as the sound of Xiao fell, the girl came to the top of the cliff. I saw a man holding Xiao in his hands against his mouth, with black hair tied with white ribbons and a snow-white dress. A long white silk sash is tied around the waist, with a piece of lanolin white jade on it and a soft smoke gauze on the outside. Eyebrows grow into temples, slender and gentle eyes, pretty nose, white skin.

The sword like eyebrows flew obliquely into the strands of black hair under the temples. Handsome side face, perfect facial contour.

Across the veil, the girl's lips moved and said, "this flute... Have I ever heard it?"

Her voice was soft and cold, making people feel as if she didn't eat human fireworks.

Mu Hantian put down Yuxiao and said with a smile, "this flute was created by me. What's the matter? What's the problem, girl?"

"Created by yourself? Do you know the name of this flute?" the girl said coldly.

"No, I just named it fate." Mu Hantian said faintly.

"What is' fate '?" the girl's tone became a little lighter, not as cold as before.

"Fate should accumulate blessings and smell scriptures like jade relatives." Mu Hantian looked at the girl and smiled.

Hearing Mu Hantian's words, the girl suddenly fell into silence. When the breeze blew gently, I saw the gauze on the girl's face floating gently, and the purple hair flying behind her. I'm afraid it's just like that even if the fairy came down to earth.

Mu Hantian knew who she was when he saw her. The only women with purple hair in Qin Dynasty were purple and Shao Siming. And the woman in front of me can only be a less life manager.

Shao Siming saw Mu Hantian looking at her quietly, and a faint blush appeared on his face. The girl said coldly, "you are not allowed to play this flute in front of people in the future, otherwise..." the girl's eyes were as cold as ice, and said, "I will kill you at the ends of the earth."

"Eh!" Mu Han was sweating?, "Why is this?"

"You don't deserve to know!" said the girl. As soon as the index finger of her left hand turned, many leaves immediately appeared in the air. The girl waved her left hand and walked away on the leaves.

Looking at the girl gone away, Mu Hantian shook his head with a smile and said, "the beauty takes flowers as the appearance, birds as the sound, the moon as the God, willows as the state, jade as the bone, ice and snow as the skin, autumn water as the posture, and fate as the heart."

"Over there in the mechanism city... It should be almost time to go to the end." he said, Mu Hantian moved at his feet and jumped in the direction of the mechanism city.