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Chapter 1149 The dream of spring has no trace, and the fragrance of the autumn tent is empty

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    "It seems that only this Yixiang Villa, the Yixiang Villa that has his breath, and the Yixiang Villa that has shared memories with him, can I let my half-cold heart have some real comfort  !"

    "Perhaps you may not know the origin of this 'fragrance'" Yue Mingxin's words were a little bit lower, and it was unknown whether it was because of lack of vitality or because of Yue Mingxin's shyness, Zhang Xiaohua almost felt in her heart.  You can see Yue Mingxin's veiled face, a little rosy

    "The dream of spring has no trace, and the fragrance of the autumn tent is empty"

    Yue Mingxin muttered in her mouth, her face turned to the sky again, she almost lost control of her emotions, and said sadly: "Yang Lang, Yang Lang, when you and I were so in love, you read this poem and described it to me.  Mei, why does the boudoir joy come to this? Such joy Could it be you don't miss it at all?"

    "Even though, you have obtained immortality and immortality, butthe immortality is bleak, without my companycan you live happily?"

    "Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, every inch of the blue hair is worried about the new year, looking at each other in the shape of the moon, only envious of mandarin ducks but not immortals!"

    "Yang Lang, even ordinary people can understand the truth, why are you so obsessed If you and I were not seriously injured, how could I stop you like this, but since the immortal way is beyond expectation, you and I  And with such an evil fatewhy can't youfor meforget everything?"

    "Perhaps this emotion is a kind of concern for women, whether they are village women or fairies, but for men, it is just a burden, a kind of experienceYang Lang"

    Yue Mingxin's voice is no longer as clear as before, it is already full of sadnessthe sound of sobbing gradually rises

    "Huh, huh, huh" flickered for a while, and Yue Mingxin's primordial spirit projection gradually dimmed. At this time, Yue Mingxin raised his head and said in a weak tone: "Immortal, maybe it is my lifelong pursuit of cultivation!"  Love, should also be a must for our generation of cultivators. Without love, what is the fun of becoming a fairy? Fellow Daoist, I have talked about it for a long time, but I made you laugh! Well, time is running out, as early as yesterday  , Pindao received a message from Master Xuankong, and at noon today, he was going to settle his grievances with Pindao in front of the Wuming Lake.  It¡¯s not bad for me, now that Pindao¡¯s cultivation base has regressed, most likely he¡¯s not his opponent, so it doesn¡¯t matter if today¡¯s meeting is bad or good.¡±

    "This wooden hairpin was carved by Pindao himself. It was originally intended for Yanglang to see when he returns, but nowfriends from the Tao came here, but Yanglang still didn't come, and the projection of Pindao's primordial spirit is about to dissipate."  , Yang LangI'm afraid he'll be dead long ago, fellow Taoistwhether you are a man or a woman, this wooden hairpin is left to you. Tell your lover the story of this wooden hairpin, so that he will cherish your love even more  fate!"

    "It takes ten years to meet once, a hundred years to cross the same boat, and a thousand years to sleep together"

    "The relationship between people is not only judged by time? If there is no fate, even if it has been ten thousand years how can we see each other again? Sigh It is better to forget each other than to be in the rivers and lakes. Xiao Hua, Master Xiao Your words  The concubine has to understand today" Yue Mingxin murmured again suddenly, his eyes looked into the distance, and there was some nostalgia in his eyes.

    "Xiao Hua? Thiswhich one is it?" Zhang Xiaohua was slightly taken aback, but he had never heard Huan Wuxin mention this name before.

    "However, if it wasn't for Master Xiao, you Even if your cultivation base is greatly reduced, you don't have to fall into the mortal love It caused such a tragedy" Yue Mingxin murmured a few words in a low voice, almost silently, and then  He raised his head and said with a smile: "Okay, fellow Taoistyou know why Pindao called you fellow Taoist, your true energy is obviously different from my mind in Chuanxiang Teaching, so it's hard for youafter listening to the story of Pindaofor a long time  andDalin TempleXuankongthere is a problemthe poor Taoist"

    Hearing that Yue Mingxin later changed his tone and called himself a poor Taoist and a fellow Taoist, Zhang Xiaohua was taken aback for a moment. After hearing Yue Mingxin's words, she seemed to know that she was not a disciple of Chuanxiang Sect, but then Yue Mingxin  The projection of the primordial spirit gradually dimmed, without even saying the last sentence clearly, it just turned into dots of brilliance and dissipated between the heaven and the earth!

    "Oh, Yue Mingxin, the founder of the Chuanxiang Sect, a figure at the pinnacle of immortality. But as a woman there is such a bleak and graceful love story! Mo Chou Nu, Yue Mingxin, which one is there?  Is it the real 'Yue Mingxin'?" Seeing Yue Mingxin's Yuanshen projection disappearing into light and shadow, Zhang Xiaohua felt a little sad in her heart, and secretly said: "When the Yuanshen projection was left behind, Senior Yue didn't know that I  The final result is that he was suppressed under the Frowning Tower, but he made a farewell plan! But it was a farewell, and he did not forget to leave a trace of memory for Senior Yang. I hope that Senior Yang can come and see it. Unfortunately, it has been tens of thousands of years  Senior Yang didn't know where he went, Senior Yue was suppressed under Mochou Lake, what was Senior Yang doing?A groom driving a carriage showed anxiety on his face, and hurriedly said: "Thisyoung master, youlet the little one do the work, the little onethe whole family is waiting for this money  As for the work, the three-point silver given by Shopkeeper Qu has already been used to buy rice. If you drive a car, the small one will not go The small one has no money to return to Shopkeeper Qu, and the youngest family has a four-year-old child  going to starve again!"

    "This" When Zhang Xiaohua heard this, she saw that the folds on the man's face were full of marks blown by the wind and frost, which was no different from her father's years ago.  !

    Immediately, Zhang Xiaohua seemed to realize something, and while laughing, she hid the moisture in her eyes, and said: "Young people don't know the feeling of sorrow, and they force their sorrows to write new words. Now they have tasted all the sorrows, but they say that the sky is cool in autumn! The ancients  Sincerely don¡¯t deceive me! Others are still bowing down for five buckets of rice, so what right do I have to express my sorrows in front of others! Uncle, please drivethe fare is doubled"

    "Yes, Master Xie!" The man was overjoyed, with a smile on his face!

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