Chapter 33 Amazing Flowers at the Top of Xianshan

"Saint, the saint fell off the cliff..."

"Oh, they escaped..."

There is chaos among the Miao people. The tranquility of the snowy mountain was instantly broken by the bustling voices.

"Liu Er..."

Ruosang's panicked voice ran to the place where Yang Liu's wheelchair fell.

The willow in black is particularly eye-catching on the snowy mountains under the moonlight. The delicate woman's body is like yellow leaves floating in the autumn wind.

Finally, I can't stand any more torture, and finally the soul returns to the earth...

The cold star who helped Lingxiao to hide in the cave couldn't help but be stunned.

"Brother Mu..."

The eyes of the cold star are full of pain.

The first time I saw this gentle and calm man, his emotions were exposed.

The hand holding Ling Xiao involuntarily tightened, and Ling Xiao felt a slight pain.

"Let's go, let's go quickly!"

No longer hesitated, Han Xing walked to the cave with the woman in his hand, turned around and looked down at the crowd of Miao people, and they all looked for Yang Liu one after another.

This woman is destined to be the most indestined woman in his life. The pain and tragedy of her life were all related to him. Even in the end, after years of hatred, she still exchanged her life for their time to escape.

Running around all night.

When the morning sun rises, the snowy mountains are just a stone's throw away.

"Is that the top of the snow mountain? Where is Xueyoutan?"

Looking up at the towering snowy mountains, the skies sighed.

The snowy mountains enter the clouds, and the snow that does not melt over the years is the same color as the sky. Such a quiet and holy place is suitable for sighing and worship.

Do you want to take a break? You've been walking all night. Are you exhausted? Han Xing was concerned: "It should be much safer now..."

Ling Xiao's face was pale and reluctantly smiled:

"Brother Mu, no need, Xue Youtan blooms at night. The first full moon night after the Double Ninth Festival should be in one or two days."

I heard Huo Lingxiao talk about Xue Youtan for the first time.

The secret of Xue Youtan is a secret handed down from generation to generation by the pharmacist Gu Guzhu. Even if Bai Zhi and Yi Hui cover up for them, Bai Zhi doesn't know it. Huo Lingxiao did not mention anything about Xue Youtan all the way, and Han Xing did not ask.

Huo Lingxiao looked up at the snowy mountains, her eyes were pure, and her whole body was shining with dust.

At the top of Tianshan Mountain, it rises at the beginning of next month, and the fine snow is covered with faint blue light, which is beautiful.

The sound of nature is silent.

Han Xing held Ling Xiao tightly in his arms and intermittently gave her internal strength. The woman in her arms lies quietly, weak and beautiful.

"Cough..."

Ling Xiao coughed repeatedly and woke up in his dream again.

Han Xing patted her back with pity.

Ling Xiao nodded gratefully, and his thin face had a flush blush.

"Don't sleep anymore. The moon is rising. I want to watch the flowers bloom..."

Weak voice.

not far away, it turned out to be a series of Youtan. The branches and leaves of the epiphylary flowers plunged tightly into the bottom, and the light green branches and leaves were pressed by thick ice and snow, revealing only one corner. Among them, there is also a very strange one, which is transparent, reflecting the light of moonlight and snow like a crystal, emitting charming brilliance.

Ling Xiao looked at the flowers quietly, and his eyes were motionless.

"For doctors, the most suitable picking season for herbs is only those days. If it is early, it may be insufficient. If it is late, the medicinal properties will also be reduced. However, general herbs can also be used. However, this blood is different. It only opens on this day and only at that moment. After a hundred years of gestation, it only blooms for this moment... It opens. If we don't come, it will present the most dazzling beauty in the world to heaven..."

Ling Xiao's voice is clear.

"We are all conceited and proud, always think that we are right, want all the good things, and like to have forever... Don't you know that such persistence is too stupid, but it hurts the original truth. Perhaps the best is the brilliance of a moment, the beauty of a moment... It's like a comet across the sky, like a hundred years of blood..."

Han Xing used his hand to relieve the soreness of his arm.

When they reached the top of Tianshan Mountain, it was afternoon. There was nothing to eat. They were cold and hungry. Ling Xiao woke up and slept from time to time, and Hanxing kept holding her in his arms.

"Brother Mu is tired..."

"It's okay... When we got the blood Youtan, we notified Yi Hui and Xu Siyang... We were about to win and see the flowers blooming..." Han Xing smiled, like the faint warmth of the moonlight: "What you said is too mysterious. It's the words of a female Taoist priest. Most people in the world are persistent. There are care, pursuit, reluctance, gains and losses, and there are countless bitterness and joys in the world. Happiness and sadness, bitterness and happiness are rich in life... Moreover, everyone's talents and strength are different, so we have to help each other, so we have to compromise, so we have to make complete concessions..."

Ling Xiao put his head on Hanxing's shoulder.

"Brother Mu has the world in his heart, young heroes, do you think it's hard?"

"Whhhwh or not, it's all for you to taste. If you think it's worth doing, and if you think it's meaningful to persist, it won't be painful no matter how hard it is. My father's life was ups and downs, and he did not wash away his grievances until he died, but he has always taught me that people should be compassionate and worry about the world, so that he will not be narrow. My father-in-law has the heart to save the world and the wisdom of leading thousands of troops and horses. By my father-in-law's side, I know what to do and what I can do..."

Hanxing Road.

The clear figure appeared in front of him, cold and elegant, not angry and arrogant.

"You robbed Brother Hui's father..."

Ling Xiao is half serious and half joking.

Han Xing was stunned for a moment and then understood what Ling Xiao meant.

"You defend him everywhere... Yi's family doesn't have only one child. Yi Hui wants to stand up and fight for it, not who gives it to him. He is meek and restrained, but he is too humble. I'm afraid that he is also a proud and tenacious person, but he blindly suppresses himself and refuses to show it. Sometimes I can't understand him..."

Hanxing Road.

"Will I be happy?" Ling Xiao asked infatuatedly. I don't understand him either..."

"He will treat you well. He is a good boy... Besides, you still have my brother to make the decision for you." Han Xing smiled and said, "Don't worry about gains and losses. It's his blessing that Yi Hui can marry you. If even a girl like you will worry about her happiness, I don't know how many more tears there will be in the world..."

Lingxiao's shy low eyebrows:

"What I'm afraid of is such a beautiful moment as a epomena... After all, I want long-term happiness."

Han Xing held her hand and gave her a slow degree of internal force:

"Don't worry, you will have a lifetime of stability..."

The noble lady who is pampered and everything goes well has suffered enough this time, and no one can hurt her anymore.

The bright moon shone high, and the cold star and Ling Xiao knelt in front of the Youtan flower and watched the flowers slowly bloom, as if they heard the sound of the flowers.

Transparent flowers and branches, flowers and leaves and transparent flowers gradually bloom, shining with the moon and crystal.

"Give me your dagger."

Ling Xiao said softly, blowing like an orchid, as if he was afraid of scaring the flowers.

Han Xing was puzzled and handed the dagger to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao rolled up his sleeve and pulled out the dagger. The dagger was sharp and shining. He raised the dagger in his right hand and was about to scratch his arm.

Han Xing grabbed Lingxiao's right hand and grabbed it. Pull up the sleeve of your left hand.

"Drop blood on the flowers..."

Ling Xiao did not argue with the cold star and gently guided him.

The cold star understood its meaning, put his hand directly above the flower, drew the dagger, and the blood flowed out along the blood tank and dripped on the transparent and crystal flowers of the excellent epile.

The blood dripped on the flower and dissolved in an instant, flowing all the way to the root along the vein of the flower. The transparent branches and leaves are covered with countless blood in an instant, but the color of the flowers remains unchanged.

Ling Xiao looked at it silently, his eyes were full of brilliance and respect, as if he were looking at an extremely sacred festival.

"Blood Youtan is also a sacrifice! Sacrifice your blood to the most beautiful flowers, and sacrifice to the people you want to save..."

The cold star nodded.

I don't know how much blood has been lost. Han Xing's face is paler and his eyes are a little trance.

Two days and two nights, the drops of rice have not been exhausted. At this moment, he has lost too much blood, and he really feels exhausted.

But his hand is still motion.

The internal force is slowly running, and the blood on the wrist is still flowing slowly.

The branches and leaves of the Epiphyra are already bright red, until the petals gradually turn red.

The blood is bright red, a little transparent, and under the bath of moonlight, it is strange and mysterious...

The blood is no longer dissolved and drips on the white snow.

Ling Xiao took Han Xing's arm and signaled that he could do it, but his eyes looked at the flowers in front of him without blinking.

Suddenly, all the branches and leaves bloomed. Blood filled their eyes in an instant.

After the branches and leaves bloomed, they all melted into the snow, and the ground was still white. However, in the place where the epilebula has just bloomed, there is a button-sized, crystal, blood-red beads. The beads are clear and transparent, without any blood, and they actually have a faint fragrance of epilepiary flowers.

Ling Xiao held the red beads in the palm of his hand:

"This is the blood Youtan... The most holy flower condensed with a hundred years of life, and the most fearless and selfless person sacrificed with blood..."

The cold star nodded:

"We found..."

Ling Xiao took out a small bottle from his hand and put it in. Han Xing helped her walk down from the peak of the snowy mountain to the valley where the moon rose. Half a miles away, Ling Xiao and Han Xing knelt on the ground, opened the snow with their hands, chiseled the soil with a dagger, and chiseled two feet deep. Slowly put the porcelain bottle in and covered it up again. Ling Xiao took out another porcelain bottle from his arms and sprinkled some colorless potion on the snow. The potion dissolved in the snow without leaving any trace. The two of them did these silently, as if they were completing a festival.

Under the bright moonlight of the blue sky, the snowy mountains are silent.

The two returned to the peak. With internal strength, the cold star slowly came out of their palms and instantly drove the snowflakes to fly, covering the traces they stepped on. The two looked at each other and smiled and walked the way.