Chapter 004 Acacia Dream

In the fiery Manzhu Shahua by the lake, a young man in black sat in the flowers and was concentrating on wiping the heavy and dark sword in his hands. His eyes were focused and persistent. It seemed that everything in the outside world could not reach his heart. He raised his head and stared at the calmness in the lake, and his eyes were faintly It is wet and slipping silently.

Min Xiaoxin stood on the shore in a loss, and it took a long time to take her eyes off the teenager.

When she saw Manzhu Shahua all over the sky, it was when the sun was setting, and the light on the lake was like a dream.

She was suddenly dazzled by such bright light and shadow, and she didn't dare to step forward.

The young man in black suddenly turned his head, and tears were still there. However, when he saw the girl in white standing behind him, he suddenly burst into a dazzling smile, "Jiu'er!"

"Who are you? Where is this place again? She calmly looked at the teenager in front of her with a childlike smile. Looking at the teenager's clear outline and deep eyes, she couldn't remember who he was.

But when she looked at the beautiful face of the teenager, there was a faintly shocking feeling. There seemed to be something sharp in her mind and plunged into the deepest part of her heart. She felt a little suffocation. She couldn't help pressing her temples with her hands and felt the fierce beating of the blood in her temples. Moving, his eyes began to shake a little.

Who is it? Who the hell are you?" Feeling the colic from the brain, Min Xiaoxin stretched out her hands and pressed her beating temples tightly.

The young man in black stood up, stood under the Sa Luo tree beside him, and looked at the girl in white in front of him. At that moment, the tingling pain passed through his heart like a roaring arrow - she didn't recognize him? She didn't recognize him?

He wanted to open his mouth and call her name, but the girl in white against the sunset lake was illusory - such a cheerful smile and cheers were the last time he had seen 19 years ago. That year, it was as pure as the age and love of the first snow.

Now, I can't find it again.

What a distant time it was. It was so far away that even he, who had never lost his memory, was vague and almost couldn't remember it clearly.

"I'm..." The young man in black opened his mouth slightly, but as if he thought of something. He wanted to stop talking, and then smiled, "I'm a mysterious person who silently guards you."

"What? Mysterious man?" Min Xiaoxin was surprised, and her eyes suddenly flashed when she looked at the teenager in black.

"That's right. You might as well call me a mysterious man in the future." However, at this moment, the teenager's eyes touched the doubt and uneasiness in the eyes of the girl in white. He opened his mouth. At that moment, his heart almost jumped out and almost said his name - Xiao Yuehen.

However, he didn't say the name that flowed with the blood after all.

"Where is this?" Min Xiaoxin asked again.

"This is your dream." The young man in black replied.

"My dream?" Min Xiaoxin was confused again, "Since it's my dream, how did you get in?"

"Because--" The young man in black smiled lightly, stretched out his right hand and pointed to his heart hard. "I can't control the missing you here, so I ran into your dream."

"What a horse and a horse?" She was confused again. It seems that this young man in black is really not a normal person. Maybe there is something wrong with his brain.

"Do you know what kind of flowers are blooming all over the sky?" The girl in black asked.

"What flower?" She raised her head and looked at the red fire blooming all over the sky, like a burning fire, such a strong color, gorgeous and dazzling.

"Look at these flowers, these beautiful Manzhu Shahua, your favorite Manzhu Shahua." The teenager sat down slowly, reached out and gently stroked the heavy dark sword in his hand.

"Manzhu Shahua?" Min Xiaoxin turned her head and looked at the dense red flowers. "It's really a beautiful name."

"They are generally called the flowers of the dead or the flowers on the other side, but people on the other side of Tianzhu call them Manzhu Shahua." The young man in black said this, but there was a rare faint sadness between his eyebrows. "The flowers on the other side, the flowers bloom on the other side, the flowers don't see the leaves, the leaves don't see the flowers, the flowers and leaves don't see each other, and they are wrong."

"Sexy and sad, but full of desperate romance." She raised her head and looked at the gorgeous and fiery Manzhu Shahua all over the sky. There was a faint feeling of sadness in her heart, and the corners of her eyes were a little wet.

"It's wrong, just like you and me." The young man in black took a deep breath and said faintly.

"Is it wrong? What do you mean?" She asked him questions again. I can't remember that this is the first question she asked him tonight. She has too many questions about the strange teenager in front of her.

After a moment, she seemed to never bother to think about anything again. She just turned her head slightly, smiled faintly at him, and jumped lightly in front of him and sat next to him.

"What a beautiful flower, what a beautiful meaning, I like this flower." She swallowed a warm and fresh breath between her lips, and her smile was clear to the bottom, without hesitation. "I also welcome you to come to my dreams often and chat with me."

Sitting next to the teenager, there is a faint feeling of calmness and peace of mind in the bottom of my heart. It seems that if sitting next to the teenager like this, you can forget all bad things.

"Even if you don't welcome me, I will come uninvited." The young man in black smiled with a flat smile on his face, but his right hand still held the heavy dark sword tightly and refused to relax at all. Such a wide and strong palm had so many cocoon between his fingers, layer after layer.

"What's the name of the sword in your hand?" She looked curiously at the dark and heavy sword in the teenager's hand, and there was a familiar feeling, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"Don't you know it?" The teenager asked with a smile, but after a moment, he showed a sarcastic smile, as if laughing at himself, "Yes, you forgot everything. How can you remember it?"

Min Xiaoxin was silent and didn't know how to answer.

Does she really forget a lot of things? A lot of things she shouldn't have forgotten?

"It is the Fuxi Sword." The teenager sighed slightly, lifted the Fuxi Sword slightly with his right hand, and handed it in the direction of Min Xiaoxin. "You can touch it, and it still recognizes you."

"Can you really touch it?" Min Xiaoxin hesitated, with excitement and uneasiness in her heart. She stretched out her hand, but hesitated again.

"Are you kidding, does it know me? Then let it say hello to me." Min Xiaoxin smiled and stretched out her hand. When her soft fingertips touched the cold and hard sword body, she actually felt a faint warmth. The dark sword body suddenly emitted a faint white light, gentle, plain, neither dazzling nor eye-catching, just like a layer of light white warm breath around the sword body. .

She looked at the change of Fuxi Shengjian in surprise. It was obvious that Fuxi Shengjian emitted a pale light because she felt the touch from her fingers. Min Xiaoxin's eyes were a little shaken, a little confused and surprised.

"It's saying hello to you now." The teenager smiled, but there was always an indelable sadness in his eyes. "After being separated for so long, it will also miss you."

"What... are you kidding?" Her eyes were a little frightened and uneasy, and her eyes flashed slightly. She hurriedly pulled her hand back, lowered her head, and began to think about all these unusual and strange things.

The young man in black exhaled and whispered softly as if sighing, "It is the sword belonging to your dragon clan, and it is the treasure of the Dragon Palace."

"Our dragon clan?" Min Xiaoxin almost screamed. Even the strange mysterious person in front of her wants to say that she is a descendant of the dragon clan? "You don't want to tell me that I'm the ninth princess of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, will you?"

The teenager looked at Min Xiaoxin, and there was a faint flow of light in his eyes. "If possible, I'd rather you weren't."

Min Xiaoxin has an ominous foreboding in her heart. If the same lie is repeatedly mentioned by countless people, will it become a fact in the end?

"Oh, my God! Why is everyone crazy? They are all crazy! There is no normal person!" Min Xiaoxin felt that she was going crazy.

"If you feel tired, don't think about it. Let nature take its course." The young man in black looked at Min Xiaoxin's appearance that she was about to go crazy. There was a little light flowing in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and wanted to pat the shoulder of the girl on the verge of crazy and comfort her, but he paused his hand at a centimeter away from the girl, as if he was hesitating, afraid of something, or avoiding something. I never dared to cross that centimeter, and finally reached back with my hand.

Min Xiaoxin finally calmed down and sighed. As the teenager said, since you feel tired, don't think about it. Let nature take its course.

Looking at the corners of Min Xiaoxin's mouth finally showing a smile, the teenager was relieved and stood up. "It's time for me to go. It's time for you to wake up."

After saying that, the young man in black took the Fuxi Holy Sword and walked towards the depths of the fiery red Manzhu Shahua, and gradually disappeared to the other side.

Looking at the back of the young man in black leaving, Min Xiaoxin had a feeling of loss. She unconsciously stretched out her hand in the direction of the teenager's departure. She wanted to grab something, but she could only touch the air, as if something very important was pulled away from her body with the teenager's departure, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes. Her cheeks slipped quietly and dripped heavily on the fiery red petals of Manzhushahua. In an flash, tears and petals seemed to kiss gently.

Opening her eyes, Min Xiaoxin has a feeling of being in another world, strange furnishings, strange houses, strange things.

"Ninth Princess, you wake up, Yuchen will serve you to wash up." Yuchen smiled and helped Min Xiaoxin, who was still a little confused and empty, from **.

"Yuchen, do you know what Manzhu Shahua is?" She couldn't help but think of the kind of flowers she saw last night, the fiery red, gorgeous, gorgeous and dazzling flowers, and the Manzhu Shahua all over the sky, like a burning fire, enchanting and sad, but full of desperate romance.

"The flower on the other side is the flower that blooms on the other side of the river and the other side of the Forgotten River in the underworld, which can evoke the memory of the deceased." Yuchen said this, whispering softly as if he were talking, "The flowers on the other side, bloom on the other side, only see the flowers, no leaves, make mistakes, cherish each other, and lose each other forever."

"Is it the flower of the underworld...?" Min Xiaoxin repeated in a low voice, with a little confusion in her eyes.

"When the soul crosses the Wangchuan, it forgets all kinds of life. Everything that once stayed on the other side and bloomed into a gorgeous flower. This is the flower on the other side." Yu Chen replied.

"Yes, Princess Jiu, Lord Dragon King has arranged for you to meet the third prince of the West Sea in three days." Yuchen looked at Min Xiaoxin nervously, but to her surprise, Min Xiaoxin just said casually without care, and then began to wash up, and even didn't even bother to go back.