Realms In The Firmament

This result made Chuchu almost bite silver teeth, your wind can afford to spend time, but how can you afford it? Lingbao Palace made this out, instantly reversed the situation on the whole continent, the victory balance turned upside down, the situation turned into unfavourable to the enemy of Chen Empire, and the enemy is the Blue Wind Empire, as the princess of the Empire, Chuchu Chuchu, the sniffer, the heart is burning in a hurry, really not so much consumption!

Instead, the other party, the Ice Moon, waited quietly, without any impatience. Though her heart is also hidden in the hope that the wind throne will come again and appear before her.

But Ice Moon knows for herself that the root cause of this expectation... is not because of her so-called... kung fu!

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All sides are moving, all ready, yet restless.

But the strange aspect is that the position has long been made clear and the intention is to provoke the winds and clouds in the sky to overthrow the rain tower, but in these days it has stopped very, very quietly and nothing has been done.

Even less attention has been paid to the continental war scene.

Even some of the people on the bright side actually pulled back.

This move prevented everyone from touching their heads. I really didn't know what medicine the white boy was selling in the gourd.

For millennia, ancient legends have told us that as long as the rainfall is overturned and the rainfall buildings stir up the continental landscape, it must be a drum of energy to destroy the target dynasty as if it were decaying, without exception!

However, this time, the target is clearly the Chen Empire, and the Chen Empire has been caught in a situation of four-sided Chu Song, but due to a series of changes, the crisis has turned into a turning point, and even the overturning of the rain tower has made an unprecedented closing reaction!

What does that mean?

What makes you make such a choice in the overturning clouds and rain tower and the white boy?

In that bamboo forest,

Xiaoxiao branch leaves, the wind blows past, straight up and down like the ocean, the attitude is full.

The white boy looked calm, sitting on the wheelchair as usual, staring at the bamboo sea in front of him, a faint smile on his face, seemed not to worry about everything.

He didn't say a word, and it seemed that the whole person was still integrated with this hill, the bamboo forest.

The heavens and the earth are united, the sun and the moon are at rest!

Never think about anything big in the world, overturning the clouds and raining, even that most important treasure of heaven, at this moment, is not in his mind.

He is like a hidden man who sees through the world, the clouds are faint and the wind is light, with all his heart and soul, to admire the beauty of the bamboo forest in front of him, and to admire the gift of nature.

A white shadow drifted in gently with bamboo leaves rubbing from the outside. At a glance, the white man was looking at the scenery in front of him. This white shadow did not disturb him. He stood quietly beside him, silently, watching with him and watching.

The mood of the two men, at this moment, although only for a brief moment, unexpectedly reached a level of perfect fit.

The breeze blows through the bamboo forest, the wind is depressed, and a quiet interleaved sound of branches makes people feel into an unspeakable atmosphere of tranquility.

For a long time, the white boy took the initiative to smile softly and softly. “Wan 'er, your current state of mind is yet another step forward. I am very comforted. ”

Later, it was the euphemism of the cloud; only listened to her softly: “Coincidence, thanks to the son on the day of the auction, ordered me to rise strong, resulting in an unexpected moment of disturbance of my heart and lake, and recovered the momentum belonging to the river and lake... but also because of that instant of disturbance, I had this unexpected breakthrough of the mood. ”

The white boy smiled slightly and said, “Well, it's precisely because of that moment of identity change that this opportunity exists. In fact, Wan 'er, you know, your personality is so soft. Your temperament, your temperament, has thus inadvertently created a weak and tender atmosphere, or appearance. However, walking across the world should not be weak, even if the appearance is inappropriate. This soft smell, or suitable for ordinary women, or even the vast majority of women, is never suitable for you. ”

“Or you who are not fit to overturn a cloud and rain tower! ”

Waner lowered his voice and said, "Yeah. ”

“So you need to change; however, your nature doesn't like war, much less bloody violence, so you need a fresh start after every Nirvana with me. While it is only an opportunity to understand, there is an anachronism of forced transformation. ”

“It's a tendency against nature. ”

“So you don't like it. ”

“So your temperament hasn't changed. ”

The white boy's long exhale turned soft: “I really like your tenderness, as far as the heart is concerned, because the heart of the hero, the daughter's tenderness, is perfect for each other; it is a feeling atmosphere of the reader's so-called 'Red Sleeve Incense Night Reading' pair. Really comfortable, very comfortable, very happy. ”

“I like the atmosphere. ”

“If I fix it to be fully restored, then, looking across the sky, there are not many people in my eyes, at that time, you can naturally be as tender as water, and I, too, will only enjoy it. ”

“But now… is not possible. ”

Prince Bai grabbed Wan's hand gently and said softly: “Although you don't want this change, I don't want it either, but under the present circumstances, you can only give in temporarily. ”

Wan 'er's heart poured warmly, her delicate body leaned gently on the white boy, full of happiness said: “There is no need for the son to say anything about grievance... Wan 'er is not grieving at all, and is willing to make any changes for the son. Being able to be with the son is already satisfying, there is no other luxury...”

“Don't worry, for the son's big plan, no matter what the change, Wan is willing. ”

The white man reached out his hand and gently held her waist, softly saying: “I understand you. ”

Slightly stopped and said: “You know me, too. ”

Wan 'er's tears “brushed” out, trembling: “Son...” suddenly turned his body and stamped his red lips on the white boy's lips at all costs...

It took a long time for the two of us to separate.

For the first time, the white boy's handsome face, which was always as pale as water, appeared slightly reddish, but more like a jade tree in the wind. He looked at the view in front of him. “Wan 'er, look, my favorite thing is bamboo; my favorite thing is in the wind, in the rain, in the fog, in the snow... watching the bamboo leaves fly..."

“Take a glass of wine and watch the bamboo groves in the snowy weather; in the summer, hold a cup of green tea and watch the wind pass through the bamboo groves and listen to the wind... that was my most pleasant day. ”