Chapter 7 Battle of the Sea of Flowers 6

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and all the sights are pure white folded flowers, a large area, which are still in full bloom without sunshine.

Meat and Lanming stand back to back in the middle of the sea of flowers. Little Crescent doesn't know where she is, but she is struggling to make profits for her friends with her own illusions. Lian Qiao and Hongshang stood by the carriage, holding swords in one hand, and did not dare to relax.

A sneer suddenly sounded, followed by a large petal attack. Little Crescent tried his best to hold up a real sky for his friend, but he didn't expect that someone had come behind him.

"At your age, it's good that illusion can be practiced to this extent."

The voice of doomsday suddenly came from behind, and the little crescent was kicked in the back leg but was dodged by him. His feet were choked by the cloth man before they landed.

shook it away, and the warm yellow figure pretended to be a big tree beside it, making a roaring sound.

The sky suddenly turned black.

"Xiaoyue..." Lan Ming gritted her teeth.

The meat lowered its head quietly. Now without the help of the little crescent, they can't see the surroundings at all. For senior illusionists, it is impossible for you to see it. Then, the only way to defeat him is to feel his breath.

"Alan." The clear voice sounded in the dark.

"Hmm?" Lan Ming turned his head slightly and didn't know what the people behind him were going to say.

"What color is the coat?"

"Cyan."

"What's inside?"

"White."

"Okay, lend me a little."

"...good?"

As soon as Lan Ming finished speaking, he heard a "sting" sound, and he obviously felt that someone had torn the corners of his clothes. The meat wrapped the cloth torn from Lan Ming's body around his eyes twice, tied a bow behind him, held the sword inserted on the ground again, and prepared to fight wholeheartedly.

"..." Lan Ming's body stiffened.

Suddenly, he felt a strong wind coming. The two jumped and dodged together. The meat flew out of the air, and the eyes tied by the cloth could see anything. At this moment, his body could sense all the changes around him. He pedaled down the tree. He flew to one side of the flowers, and the sword in his hand really collided with someone's sharp weapon. It made a fierce sound.

Although Lan Ming couldn't see anything, he flew to the place of the two with his voice. The meat flew by with the sword spirit of the end of the world. Lan Ming then cut down with a sword, but was kicked in the center room and flew a few meters away.

There is no way to go on like this... Lan Ming stood up from the flowers on the ground. Now he can't see anything, so he can't use the must-kill skill, otherwise even the meat may be affected. At this moment, a bright spot appeared in the distance. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a small crescent that stood up.

She supported the big tree beside her with one hand to ensure her body balance, with a little blood stains on the corners of her mouth, but she did smile at Lanming from a distance.

"I want to eat hibiscus cake after the battle." Finally, he added, "The best one in the imperial capital."

"Good." Lan Ming took two steps in her direction, but saw her make a gesture to stop.

"Go and help Mu Sheng. From now on, I am your eyes."

Little Lori sat down slowly. The warm yellow cloth shirt was particularly bright in the snow-white flowers. Although the sky was endlessly dark, it could add a trace of warmth to people's hearts. She closed her eyes and slowly exerted her illusion. Lan Ming only felt that her position was gradually fading, but the scenery in other places gradually brightened up.

Use such an illusion to make him see the world clearly, if he is interrupted halfway...

"How can you do such a dangerous thing..." Lan Ming walked in the direction of the little crescent, but her wrist was pulled.

"Leave it to us." Lian Jian looked at Lan Ming, smiled slowly, and walked past him.

"Don't worry, Brother Lanming, we will definitely protect the little crescent." Hongshang looked at the meat in the distance and said, "The battle needs you. Go quickly."

The meat in the distance was blown away by the doomsday, and countless darts stabbed him, but he struggled to resist with the sword in both hands.

Little crescent is also an illusionist. When she casts this spell, she will transfer what she can see on Lan Ming's body, so Lan Ming can see everything in front of her, but if the little crescent moon is attacked at this time, then her eyes will! ......

Kill this person as soon as possible. Lan Ming raised his sword with one hand and ran in the direction of doomsday. He jumped up only three meters away from him and gave him a fierce blow.

Doomsday blocked his attack with a machete in his right hand, and waved his lower abdomen. Lan Ming jumped behind Doomsday. His long sword stabbed straight into the body of the person behind him, but was tilted away by Doomsday. By the way, he kicked his shoulder fiercely with his left foot and kicked him over.

The meat felt Lan Ming's breath. He knew that the two were fighting fiercely. Now it may delay Lan Ming. It's better to...

He inserted the sword into the scabbard, pinched five spells from his sleeve, and transmitted the spiritual power in at the fastest speed. When each charm emitted a strong green light, he sprinkled his right hand into the air, and all the charms floated in the sky, but their bodies were fixed. The meat stood quietly on one side, clenching fists with his hands on his chest, and only his index finger stood up. With his spells, all the spells slowly floated in the direction of doom and slowly hovered over his head.

Five spells are in five places, and the wonderful patterns are connected into a line in the air, emitting a strong green light towards his body. There is a sudden white before the end of his eyes, and there are too many dazzling lights that he can hardly see the road in front of him.

Lan Ming saw the right time, immediately waved the long sword in his hand, and attacked him from a long distance. The fierce sword marks roared away with wind and dust. He was about to hit his body, but his body disappeared in the next second.

The swordsman in blue can clearly see his body.

Doomsday's face was very gloomy. He ran straight in the direction of the little crescent. Lan Ming immediately chased after him, but the distance was too far, which made his heart beat violently.

"The guy in the way! - Go to hell!"

At the end of the day, he held a long sword and went straight to the chest of the little crescente, but was intercepted by Hongchang halfway. However, his strength was very different. Hongshang was kicked away by him in a few moves.

Little crescent moon couldn't move in the process of using this illusion. Lilies saw him approaching at a very fast speed, and it was too late to press the time to think about it. He could only jump on the little crescent moon and hugged her.

The sword was still shining brightly, but the speed of speed stopped only three centimeters away from the forsythia's back.

The doomsday stood for a few seconds and slowly turned around.

The dark blue robe floated back with the wind in the sea of flowers. The sword of the teenager's right hand was against the man's back. His eyes were wrapped in white cloth, and the hair on his forehead was gently brushed, and the black and white intertwined reflected the beautiful face of the teenager.

"Done tell you that you can't turn your back on your enemy."

There was a trace of surprise on his face at the end of the world. He didn't expect that this man's speed would be so fast!

Fortussian's body was still a little trembling. She hugged the little crescent, hugged it tightly, and dared not look back.

"Even if you stab me to death..." A evil smile slowly appeared on the face of the doomsday. The sword in his hand pointed straight at the foregone's body, shining with a cold light: "I can also stab this girl to death."

Gently raised the corners of his lips, and the sword in his hand was still against the back of the doomsday, and a dangerous breath appeared on the young man's plain face.

"If you 'accidentally' hurt a forsythia hair, I will dismember the five horses."

"What? ..." The end showed a stunned expression. He didn't seem to understand the meat's words and asked again, "You, you say... Do you say Fuyin? ..." His voice trembled a little.

All the illusions disappeared in an instant, the sky returned to the brightness it should be in the morning, and the position of the forsythia also turned into a sea of flowers outside the yard of the doomsday wooden house. Of course, the big tree is still the big tree.

The meat put away his sword and untied the bow behind him. When he saw the long-lost sunshine, his eyes narrowed a little uncomfortable.

Lan Ming came and stood aside. I don't know what the two people in front of him want now?

"Do you... know where she is?"

"Maybe."

"...maybe?"

A 60-year-old man still looks very smooth.

When looking at the end of the world, my eyes always flashed with inexplicable emotions, causing grief and sadness.

knows the little secret between him and Fuyin, knows the antidote of folding the irdle, and knows all his preferences.

When I saw the doomsday killing, there was a sense of guilt in my eyes...

"Actually..." The meat turned his head and looked at the wooden house beside him. At this time, the door was tightly closed, as if a person's heart was deeply avoiding: "The person you have been waiting for may have come to you long ago."

Doomsday was stunned. He looked at his wooden house with his meaty eyes and looked at the house where he grew up with Fuyin, and his eyes were shocked.

"You...you mean...you mean..."

"Have you never felt familiar in the past 20 years?"

"It seems familiar..." Doomsday slowly walked towards the wooden house. He stopped on the edge of the fence, looked at the quiet house, and his lips trembled: "Why, how come there is not..." Many times, many times, many times. He was surprised by the mother who knew him too well. But I will think, maybe both mother and daughter have a good heart?

"Fuyin...is that you? ......Fuyin......”

Sitting in front of the mirror and gently combing her half-white hair, the old woman looked at the old face in the bronze mirror, and a drop of tears slowly flowed out of her eyes, drop after drop, and she cried...

It's me... Brother Doomsday...

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- Those broken-winged dragonflies are scattered in the forest, but my eyes have no sympathy at all. Without you, your tears are cloudy, and if you lose your love and hate, you will begin to be transparent.

Lian Jian gave the little crescent to Lan Ming. She was also surprised to hear the dialogue between meat and doomsday, and got up and walked to meat.

"Meat, did you know it for a long time?"

"It's just a guess."

"I can't figure it out... why..."

One person is struggling to find, and the other has come to him for a long time, but has been with him for 20 years as another. Twenty years, look at his waiting, look at his anger, look at his hatred, watch him block the whole Qingshui village, and watch him not allow any outsiders to enter.

If there were no outsiders at the beginning, how could Fuyin have been taken away?

This is full of the poison set up around the whole Qingshui village, full of the eyes he is waiting for.

Regretful, indignant, unwilling but extremely missing eyes.

"Why do you hide yourself... Why..." Lian Jian muttered.

"Maybe, I love it too much."

Lion was stunned for a moment and looked up at the meat. It used to be only meat at her waist, but now it is half a head taller than her. She really grew up... She couldn't help laughing.

"Not bad, now I know 'love', you can say daughter-in-law, haha."

The wooden door suddenly opened. Everyone opened their eyes wide and watched a figure in a lavender dress walking slowly. Her hair was coiled behind her, and silver hair could be faintly seen, but this dignified and skillful hairstyle added a lot to her. After putting on the door, she slowly turned around.

The old woman... Lian Jian looked at her, moving slowly, and her face was full of wrinkles. Although she had light makeup, she still couldn't stop the traces of the years. However, Lian Jian suddenly felt that this old woman was very beautiful.

"Fuyin..." Doom muttered. He looked at the person who came out of the room, looked at her wearing her own clothes, looked at her headdress, and looked at the soft smile on her face. He accurately read her name: "Fuyin."

The person in front of the door laughed, and the vicissitudes of her face was sprinkled with a layer of warm light by the sun. She smiled and answered, "It's me, Brother Doomsday, I'm back."

The people in the yard are over 60 years old.

The people outside the yard maintain a 20-year-old face.

In order to accompany her, he waited, day after day, year after year, 20 spring and autumn disappeared so quickly.

"I'm here, but I won't tell you. Are you blaming me?"

The end shook his head slowly: "How can I blame you?"

"I was cheated." Fuyin's voice became low, and tears flashed in her eyes: "I was deceived by the man who claimed to be my 'father'. In order to cure my illness, he sucked my face and turned me from a 19-year-old girl to an old woman in her forties in an instant. My mother's whereabouts have long been unknown.

Lian Jian opened his mouth in surprise--Oh, my God, there are such perverted people in this Cang Wu Continent--

"You can tell me." The doomsday looked at his longing people, and his eyes were full of affection.

"How can it be! Doomsday brother, you and you are only 20 years old, but I am 40 years old. How can I come back and let you marry me?"

At this point, Fuyin's hand stroked his wrinkled cheeks and whispered:

"How can I face it like this, brother Doom... I just want to stay by your side and take care of you. I don't want any reputation... Even if you marry another woman one day... I just need to do this..."

All the women in the world are the same. They want to keep the most beautiful self in the eyes of their heart, dare not let him see his old and ugly appearance, and afraid of his disgusting eyes. Therefore, every time she saw an innocent outsider being killed by the end of the village, her eyes were stained with a sense of guilt. She tried to blurt out several times, but she was afraid that the touch in her memory would become cloudy.

Such an old face... so many wrinkles...

If you can, please remember your 19-year-old self, the beautiful self that made the folded irdle fade.

"Fuyin..." Doomsday smiled: "From now on, no matter what, you can tell me. All my efforts are to share your worries and make you happy. Please be sure to tell me that even if I can't change anything, I can bear it with you.

I don't know if it was the illusion of forgingia. She suddenly felt that the back of the doomsday was much older after saying this sentence. When she looked over again, her hair turned gray.

"He..." Forsythia rubbed his eyes with his hand, and when he looked over, the doomsday had slowly walked in the direction of touching.

"The illusionist can change his appearance at will." The meat explained.

I can't give you back your lost face, at least I can grow old with you.

Doomsday hugged the sound and hugged her tightly, for fear that she would disappear the next second. That's great. It's good to hold you like this."

A warm current suddenly flowed through Lian Jian's heart. In the remote Qingshui Village, two old people hugged each other tightly under the warm winter sun after 20 years of waiting. It turns out that love is not only a beautiful face, but also the white hair on the temples and the wrinkles on the forehead.

- I still love you when I get old.