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1734. The ice bird family【40】

Squatting down, the egret gently patted Zhui Bing's shoulder, with no expression on his frost-like face.

After pursing his lips, Bai Er moved his eyes and looked at Jin Zhihan's body lying in a pool of blood, then helped Zhui Bing up and said, "It's right to follow your heart."

She looked at Zhui Bing Bailu with regret and sighed slightly. Some things were something she could not interfere with...

As soon as he walked out of the mountains, the egret saw Feiyan and Qiuyue hiding in the corner. Looking at the egret alone, Feiyan was stunned and said, "Egret, where is the sister?"

“Inside.”

The egret stretched out its finger and pointed to the inside of the mountain. The flying swallow rushed in with a "swish" sound.

Qiu Yue Qingkong was wearing a red off-shoulder dress, and the butterfly marks on his shoulders seemed to exude an attractive body fragrance. Qiu Yue Qingkong pursed his lips and looked at Bai Er with a little puzzled look, and said, "Bai Er, what's wrong with you?"

Looking up at Qiuyue Qingshang, Bai Ge smiled, "It's okay, I'll go for a walk."

As he said that, the egret turned around and swam like a walking corpse.

She didn't understand why Qingcheng wanted to predict Jin Zhihan, what plans did Zicheng have? Zhubing Bing's heart for Yinlong... Will he still be as always?

Things are getting more and more complicated...

Walking to a clear river, the egret sat on a big rock and slowly lay down... If Yi Gucheng was there, wouldn't she be so upset?

But now, she doesn't understand the situation of Yi Gucheng at all.

For the first time, Bai Er felt so powerless...

A song suddenly came in my ears like a tone from the top of the clouds. The tone moved. Listen quietly, like bathing in the spring breeze, as if I was in the peach blossom land where all seasons are like spring.

The music sound was like a gust of wind, stroking the whole body of the egret, and it was refreshing and happy.

Accompanied by the unparalleled music, the man's wonderful and gentle voice seemed to come from the illusion, and slowly rang:

"The man is tall and tall, wearing a brocade robe. The son of the Duke of Qi, the wife of the Duke of Wei, the sister of the Donggong, the aunt of the Duke of Xing, and the private private of the Duke of Tan Gongwei.

The hands are like tender croakers, the skin is like cream, the collar is like a croaker, the teeth are like a gourd, the head is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is graceful and the beautiful eyes are long.

Ao Ao, a so-called man, said that he was in the rural suburbs. The four peonies had arrogance, and Zhu Feng was in the court. Zhai and Zi were in court. The doctor retreated a long time ago, but he had no trouble.

The river is everywhere, and the north flows alive. The turtle is scattered, and the tuna is scattered. The reeds are revealed, and the ginger is evil, and the common people are full of evil."

The egret slowly closed his eyes and listened to the sound of nature. When the sound like water stopped, the Quyin also stopped.

Opening his eyes and looking at the blue sky like the sea, the egret sat up, but saw a peerless man sitting in the pavilion opposite the river. The man was wearing white clothes like snow in the twelfth lunar month and sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, with his hands that were even more delicate and fair than a woman on the guzheng strings on his legs.

He slowly raised his eyes, looked at the egret on the big rock opposite, and smiled.

The smile is as pure as water and snow, as if the young man who does not know the fireworks of the world.

The egret sat on the big stone, and the strong wind blew from the river. Although his silver hair was raised by the jade crown, it still rose in the wind.

As soon as his heart moved, the egret crossed his legs, closed his hands, and slowly opened them. A red light appeared in his hands, and a red lotus zither appeared on the egret's legs.

If the egret's red lotus zither is the blood-red lotus in the abyss of hell, the white lotus zither of the man in the pavilion is the snow lotus that appears for tens of thousands of years in the Tianshan Mountains...

One is the eighteenth level of hell, the other is heaven...
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