Chapter 882 On the other side of the water, his sweetheart
Su Jing doesn’t want Bai Lian to leave here.
She also wanted to fly kites all over the mountain when the spring breeze blows next year. When his birthday comes, she will also take him down the mountain to see the snow and fireworks all over the city.
Li Bansheng smiled and touched her head and said: "Then hold him well. Even if he is bitten, you must hold him well, because only by holding him in the palm of your hand can you hold him well. He will not be someone else's."
Su Jing's confusion disappeared and she nodded seriously.
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Beside the snow cliff, the wind is fierce and the cold snow is falling.
Bailian sat lazily on the edge of the cliff, his legs dangling back and forth in front of the abyss. His clothes were swept open by the strong wind, and his loose robes and blood-stained bandages were spread out. Hunting and dancing in the wind and snow.
He looked deeply at the snowy scenery in the distance, his sight cast far away.
"Are you still determined to leave Taixuan?"
Behind Balian, the fire lotus bloomed, and Su Guanhai walked gracefully and gracefully on the fire lotus, looking at Balian's back with loving and gentle eyes.
Bailian nodded and responded without turning around: "Thank you so much for Uncle Su's care over the years. I accept Uncle Su's kindness."
Su Guanhai imitated him. He was sitting lazily on the edge of the snow cliff, his legs swaying to the rhythm of his legs.
With a sly smile on his face, he said: "Otherwise, I will take it both physically and mentally. I know that Su Jing's child is not as good-looking as the Yin family girl, and I have wronged you, but my child is I really like yours.
As a father, to be selfish, I want my children to be happy. "
Bailian looked sideways at Su Guanhai's charming face and said seriously:
"I'm sorry, before this, I had already made an agreement with someone. , once you have installed one person, it will be difficult to give it up to another person.
Su Jing is very good, regardless of appearance. I like her very much, but it is not the kind of love between men and women. ”
Su Guanhai’s originally dazzling eyes suddenly dimmed.
Gugu... Gugu...
In the sky above the snow cliff, a white homing pigeon hovered down.
Bailian's eyes moved slightly and he stretched out his arm towards the carrier pigeon.
A pigeon that can soar to Nanze Mountain is naturally an unusual homing pigeon.
Bailian followed his usual habit and scratched the pigeon's chin before beginning to untie the pigeon's valve.
There are only four short words in the letter:
‘I am Kaiyuan. ’
She once said that if she broke the mirror and became a monk, her father would let her go down the mountain freely.
The bet that Zheng Siyan mentioned yesterday said that if she broke the mirror before her, the direct bet between her and him would be void.
Bailian was stunned for half a cup of tea before he realized what had happened.
Kaiyuan?
How long has it been since she broke the Eighth Stage Mirror?
Bailian was full of confidence in her, but he never expected that Miss Baozi would actually create amazing miracles.
From yesterday to today, the possibility of Zheng Siyan’s breakthrough is slim.
The purpose of her sending the letter here is very simple, which is to tell her that she has won and can go down the mountain to find him.
Su Guanhai disappeared from his side at some point.
He was the only one left in the entire snow cliff.
Bailian carefully collected the letter, put it into his most precious Suzaku Qiankun bag, and put it away together with the previous letters.
He did not return to Youyuan and sat on the snow cliff all night.
At dawn, he straightened his loose robes, rearranged the clothes that had been blown away by the cold wind, tied his belt, and tied up his hair.
After tidying up everything meticulously, I turned around and went down the mountain.
At the same time, a girl wearing green clothes was slowly entering the mountain along the mountain path of Nanze Mountain in the direction of Bailian.
The frost and snow oppressed the grass. A few stubborn and tender weeds could occasionally be seen sprouting through the snow in the white snow scene.
After a sleepless night, the fresh smell of frozen snow in the early morning was inhaled into the chest along with the breath, and the originally groggy sleepiness could not help but become a little clearer.
Zhuo Zhuotong Mountain in the north has been buried by heavy snow. When Bai Lian walked to the secluded Nanshan Mountain, his footsteps stopped.
The heavy snow has stopped, and in the cold snow scene in the middle of winter, there is a faint and faint scent of flowers drifting along the stream and river.
The taste is very light, as light as the dusk in the morning, but the taste is extremely deep and profound in Paragon's heart.
During the cold season, a shallow layer of ice forms on the surface of rivers in mountain streams.
Under the impact of the rapid river water, the shallow ice shattered and collided. In the river water, the ice and water merged and collided, intertwining a natural and pleasant sound of the spring water clanging against the rocks.
On the other side of the meandering river amid the misty mountains, a girl in green clothes stands gracefully in the wind, with wide sleeves fluttering like an immortal in a painting.
Across the mountain fog and the mist rising from the river, the girl's eyes are very blurry and misty, giving people the feeling that they will drift away in the wind at any time.
Even though she couldn't see her features clearly, Balian knew that she must be looking at him quietly from that side at this moment.
The mountain breeze is silent and the flowing clouds are silent.
The long black hair was fluttering in the wind like three thousand weak water, and the green shirt fluttered with it. The girl had grown much taller than when they parted two years ago.
The figure still makes people feel young, as light as a plum, and innocent.
The jianjia is green and the white dew is frost.
The so-called beauty is on the water side.
Looking back, the road is long and difficult.
Travel back and forth, wandering in the middle of the water...
She is his love, on the other side of the water.
Although the river is wide and long, it cannot be an obstacle for the two of them.
Even though he knew that the man couldn't see it, Balian still smiled at her. He stepped forward and stepped down towards the river.
The clear river water clearly reflected the ring of fire on the soles of the white boots, and the calm water surface was gently shaken to create circle ripples.
Beautiful mountains and clear waters, full of vitality.
As if aware of his movements, the girl on the other side of the river trembled slightly, and then an ethereal voice sounded melodiously, refreshing like the music of a mountain stream.
But what she said was chilling to the bone and soul: "I'm getting married, come here and tell you."
The sky is high and the sky is high, everything will pass away...
He The steps paused, and the warm flames wrapped around the uppers of the boots seemed to be extinguished by something cold.
Bailian clenched his fist hard, and the pain of his nails digging deeply into his flesh told him, breaking his illusion that this was an unrealistic nightmare.
Everything is true...
There was no explosion in my mind, no clamor and boiling. Balian looked very calm at this moment, so calm that he himself felt a little incredible.
He lowered his head and looked at his reflection in the water. The handsome young man's face seemed to have been drained of blood, and it certainly did not look like the face of a living person.
"Why? Aren't you... already Kaiyuan?" The forest was quiet, and his voice was slightly trembling.
The other side was silent for a long time, until a black crow squawked twice, breaking the silence.
Then she slowly spoke again: "Yes, I am lucky, and I won the bet.
But I married Zheng Siyan not because of the bet, but because I wanted to win.< br>
And it was because of the constraints of this bet that she was forced to marry him. "
The person she wanted to marry was actually Zheng Siyan!
Bailian didn't know how to ignite the anger in his heart. Only ashes were left, and how could the ashes burn again.
Give your heart and trust without reservation, thinking that the other person will treasure it forever.
But in the end...that heart was already lost somewhere.
Bailian felt that he was like a lonely and humble dust in the world at this moment. For two years, he could not even pry into the true heart of the person in his heart.
That day, he told Zheng Siyan that she would not lose because he believed in her.
Now, she has won, won cleanly and beautifully.
However, he lost and lost everything.
Bailian's tightened fists slowly loosened, and he looked at her again, his clear eyes filled with a layer of gray, and he said, "What are your reasons?"
Her voice came from a distance very patiently, as calm as water: "No, this is because I can't help you. It’s my fault that I was too young to recognize my true heart.
Practice as a cultivator and respect your strength. Balian, you are too weak. You can’t even protect yourself, let alone others, so... That’s it.”
That’s it for a brief sentence, without any reason.
The morning fog became thicker and lighter, and the beautiful and ethereal figure of the girl could no longer be seen in the mountain fog.
Bailian watched the morning fog dissipate and heavy snow drifting from the sky.
The wind and snow are blowing, and the whole world of Balian is as pale and powerless as this world in pure snow.
He stepped out, and his long boots without the fire magic spell stepped into the river. His whole body was submerged into the cold river water, and he slowly fell into silence.
No struggle, no resistance.
My heart is as gray as death, and I can't help it.
The wound was immersed in cold water and began to hurt again.
He sank deeper and deeper, his back touching the soft river mud, and his clear vision gradually became dark and blurred due to the cold suffocation.
Until the revolving door came up and his life was about to come to an end, his slowly closing eyes suddenly opened wide, he spat out the last string of bubbles, and the clothes on his chest were suddenly tightened and he was dragged out of the water. outside.
Su Jing was soaked all over, her trembling hands tightened her collar tightly, her head lowered, her eyes were indescribably cold and stern, and her face looked uglier than ever.
"Who asked you to seek death by making your own decisions!"
Bailian tilted his head, his empty eyes gradually regained their brightness, and he murmured: "I want to go down the mountain..."
Su Jing pulled his collar tighter. Seeing his appearance, her painted face There seemed to be blurred pain in her black eyes, and then she gritted her teeth and said: "I won't allow you to go down the mountain!"
Bailian repeated stubbornly: "I want to go down the mountain..."
< br>He would not give up until he witnessed the last moment of the wedding.
Su Jing's eyes gradually turned red: "I don't allow it!"
"Hey, isn't this Su Jing and the new junior brother?"
The disciples in the mountains who were practicing in the morning, carrying Tao swords on their backs, walked together Come.
The leader is Wen Yu.
He looked at the two people who were soaked with teasing eyes, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with cold revenge.
Someone from behind saw Su Jing's red and fierce eyes, and felt terrified, and then said: "Senior Brother Wen, it's better not to provoke Su Jing casually. She seems to be in something wrong at the moment. If she is offended, everyone will be afraid. We all have to suffer."
Of course Wen Yu knew that Su Jing was in something wrong at the moment, but he remembered the adult's instructions.
He sneered in his heart, but instead of deliberately avoiding Su Jing's cold gaze, he sneered: "Junior brothers, you may not know that our junior sister Su Jing is about to get married. "
Bailian's eyes moved slightly, and he began to struggle under Su Jing's hand. He waved away the hand on his collar and ran down the mountain.
"What? Su Jing is getting married? Brother Wen, please stop joking. She is a lunatic who bites anyone she catches. Who dares to marry her?"
"Senior Brother Wen, could you please stop saying such horrible things so early in the morning? With Su Jing's skinny appearance, there is no trace of a woman at all. How can anyone like her?"
Wen Yu looked at Bai Lian's back mockingly, pointed at him with his chin and said, "Why not? Didn't that kid enter my mountain gate through the back door? In this world, there is no such thing as pie in the sky. "
Immediately, some female disciples exclaimed and covered their lips, but their eyes looked at Bailian with excitement and fun, and laughed: "I see, no wonder the sect master will pamper that boy in every possible way. , I treat him like a nephew. It turns out that I don’t treat him as a nephew, but as a son-in-law.”
"Hahaha, junior sister is right. It is this boy's luck to be favored by Su Jing!"
Low sarcasm, ridicule, and mocking voices sounded from behind.
Su Jing couldn't hear a word, and she didn't want to hear it either.
Bailian stumbled and tried to run down the mountain, but Su Jing refused to let him go. She chased after him and dragged him up the mountain.
The crowd suddenly booed and laughed: "The ugly daughter-in-law caught the husband who escaped from marriage, the ugly daughter-in-law caught the husband who escaped from marriage..."
Bailian's strength is far inferior to Su Jing, and Su Jing is so fierce at this moment He was forced up and dragged all the way to the snow cliff at the top of the mountain.
His clothes were torn, the bandages were scattered, the wounds that had not yet healed were torn, and blood was dragged all the way.
In the pure white snow, it is extremely bloody and poignant.
“Bang!!!”
Bailian was thrown heavily on the edge of the snow cliff. His fair and handsome face was covered with mud, and his skin was scratched by the rough rocks. A glistening drop of blood.
He was lying on the snow. Not far away from the steep mountain was the bottomless abyss. He could vaguely hear the rushing water in the abyss, the roaring waves, and the crazy beating of the waves. Hitting the rocks.
Balian raised his face slightly in the direction of the abyss, and the biting cliff wind hit his face, which made his impetuous heart calm down a bit.
"Ajing, you've passed." A soft and ethereal female voice sounded along the mountain wind, and Li Bansheng came wandering over, his elegance still the same.
Her eyes were always as soft as water, looking at Balian on the ground with a hint of apology and pity, and reaching out to help him with concern.
Bailian did not hold the soft and white palm. He got up from the ground, gathered his clothes, and watched the palm silently take a few steps back.
Crash...
Just a few steps away brought him to the edge of the snow cliff, where he stepped on countless fine snow and gravel.
(End of this chapter)