Morning sunshine is like cinnabar!

  The western part of the Southern Mountains has never been as beautiful as it is today, with a faint starlight, a hidden moonlight, and a rising sun. Even the old and dead Chinese scholar tree has regained its vitality overnight.

  This was a dead land, but now on the great earth sprouted emerald green shoots, the stagnant river water settled and became clear and transparent, small pieces of duckweed and algae floated across the river, and white flowers bloomed on the surface.

  In one night, this piece of land that had been dead for tens of thousands of years seemed to have regained its vitality.

  This morning is beautiful, and from the white misty fog, you can still hear a few birds chirping. A faint, ethereal zither sound rises from the sky, as if heralding the arrival of a brand new era.

  "Am I dreaming?!" Hua Er Lou woke up early this morning to see a tree full of green leaves and slapped himself twice, until the pain on his face made him certain that everything was real.

  Kuo Yi stared at a group of colorful butterflies fluttering around him, and he was also stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

  Not to mention the two of them, even the dozen or so senior experts who were tied up at this time all opened their eyes wide, each and every one of them looked as if they had been petrified, no one had expected that after just one night, the world would undergo such a huge change, it was as if they had suddenly gone from hell to heaven.

  The sun rises like a fire, slowly rising, white clouds drifting, blue sky and white clouds for thousands of miles.

  At this time, the hundred-meter-tall old locust tree grew long branches and leaves, completely submerging the old beggar's shadow, only his loud laughter could be heard: "Haha! A dead land revived in one night after a thousand years, a withered tree that died for a thousand years met spring again."

  "It's truly wondrous, this is absolutely a divine miracle." The Master of Suffering muttered to himself, gazing up at the tall pagoda tree above his head and chanting Buddhist scriptures, with a faint smile on his face.

  Ye Yin Hui's face also had a smile, gently closing her eyes, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she smiled: "I think I smelled a faint floral scent, as well as the smell of mud."

  "It turns out that death is the beginning of life, and extreme yin becomes yang." Feng Shuangzi sat in the wine shed, his fingers tapping rapidly as he thought. After a while, a hint of a smile appeared on his face: "The heavenly mechanism has changed, one night from great disaster to great auspiciousness, is this the subtle variation in the midst of fate?"

  Mr. Zheng Zhi was overjoyed and said: "Master, does that mean this great disaster has turned from danger to safety?"

  Feng Shuangzi recalculated the heavenly mechanism, then shook his head and said with a serious expression: "The heavenly mechanism is still unstable, at least one day's time is needed to stabilize it. Today will be the most critical day, even a small variable can reverse the heavenly mechanism."

  "Master's meaning is that today before sunset is a dangerous period?" Mr. Zheng also withdrew the smile from his face.

  Feng Shuangzi nodded and sighed: "I just hope nothing unexpected happens."

  Xuan Huangzi and Xuan Dizi also made Daoist deductions, and the results they calculated were generally the same as what Feng Shuangzi said - The heavenly mechanism is unstable, and the great Tao has not yet prospered!

  This day will be even more endless than last night, all the cultivators in the ancient mysterious domain are waiting for the sun to set quickly, hoping that this day can pass peacefully.

  At noon, the sun is like fire.

  The fog slowly dispersed, and the chill of the night's wind was completely dissipated. The warm sunshine shone on my body, making me feel especially cozy!

  Half a day has passed, and there have been no changes, but instead, a person has arrived, a woman!

  Liu Yanran wore a cyan gauze dress, with a colorful ribbon wrapped around her waist, looking like an absolutely beautiful fairy, with bare feet as white as jade stepping gently on the tender green grass.

  Her silk clothes fluttered in the wind, her beautiful hair flying with it. Her lovely face, enough to move the gods, wore a faint smile, like a fairy who had secretly descended to earth to play.

  Her arrival was within reason, no one was surprised, but everyone was shocked by her beauty, even the Buddha's face of the Great Master of Suffering turned dark red, even Xuan Huangzi and Xuan Dizi lowered their heads, even Ye Yinhui, the number one beauty of that year, was overshadowed by her beauty.

  She has a fragrance that wafts around her, like the scent of orchids in a secluded valley. It attracts large clusters of colorful butterflies to flutter and dance with her. Wherever she steps, the ground blooms with spiritual flowers, and even her gentle breathing is as fragrant as wisdom.

  "Sorry to keep you waiting!"

  Liu Yanran's voice was as intoxicating as her piano sound, and with just a gentle opening of her mouth, people thought they had heard the most beautiful celestial music in the world. Her beautiful eyes were like an autumn bay, staring at Guo Yao.

  "It can't be discussed."

  "Am I beautiful today?" Every woman, no matter when, always cares most about her feelings in front of the man she loves, even if she is a fairy.

  "Beautiful, but it makes me feel strange!" Guo Yi avoided her beautiful eyes and sighed: "The strangeness makes me feel like I've never seen you before."

  Liu Yanran smiled sweetly, her smile as purple and red as the sunset, her laughter like a gentle breeze swaying willows. She said with a smile: "Hehe, are you angry?"

  "I'm very angry," said Guo Yi.

  "Don't look like a resentful wife, smile one, just one!" Seeing that Guo Yi was still unmoved, Liu Yanran started her habitual action again, gently stroking her chin and smiling: "You still owe me five things, as long as you smile once, I'll consider it four things."

  Kuang Yichang let out a long sigh: "I'd rather go to Fengdu Ghost City right now and kill the ghost messenger Li Jian, than laugh at this."

  "Hah! My six affairs are not that easy to settle, I had expected you would say so, so I've already made him lose his soul. A beauty is just like this, even when she makes one's soul fly away, she still speaks so beautifully."

  A fierce glint rose in Guo Yi's eyes as he asked, "How many people have you killed?"

  "All the heroes who were brought to the western part of Nanling have almost all become the guides for opening coffins, I don't know how many people, and can't even count them." Yanran's eyes were filled with bitterness, as if these people's deaths had nothing to do with her, and she seemed to be mourning for them.

  Si Si stood behind Guo Yi and whispered in his ear: "Do you want me to go knock her out?"

  "Get out of my way." Guo Yi was furious at this time, pushing SiSi to one side and striding angrily towards Liu Yanran.

  Si Si was pushed to the ground, watching Guo Yao step by step approaching Liu Yanran. Her big eyes were filled with tears flowing down, her heart was deeply hurt, and she said to Guo Yao's back: "Your heart is too small, I can't fit in, I didn't expect that the space beside you would be so small, it can't hold me, then what am I staying for?"

  Si Si's eyes were red and swollen from crying, she got up from the ground and walked away step by step.

  Guo Yi's heart ached at this moment. Although he was just venting his anger on Liu Yanran earlier and had unintentionally pushed her, at that time, his heart only had Liu Yanran in it, and didn't take SiSi into consideration. Now, looking at her departing back, she seemed so desolate. At this moment, she didn't seem like a little girl, but rather a lovesick maiden who was deeply hurt by love.

  When emotions run deep, they become poetry. When emotions run deep, they become infatuation. When emotions run deep, they transform into butterflies. Where the butterflies fly, human traces disappear!

  Guo Yi didn't expect that the silly little girl would also have a serious side, and with some regret, he loudly shouted: "Silly girl, where are you going?"

  "Return home, return to a small world." Si's lonely figure gradually fades into the distance.

  At this moment she walked so resolutely, Guo Yi knew that he could no longer keep her, it was his own fault, or perhaps from the very beginning it was a mistake, he should not have deceived SiSi out of her small world.

  "Even so, he still shouted out the words that had deceived Sisi into leaving her small world: 'The little world is icy and snowy, you will be very lonely by yourself, stay behind!'"

  She puckered up her lips, paused for a moment, but soon continued to walk away. Her voice had become faint: "I'll wait for you in the small world, wait for you to personally carry the sedan chair to pick me up. I'll wait for 100 years, I'll wait for 1,000 years. If you don't come, I'll never leave the small world again, never come out again. After a thousand years, if you still haven't come, I'll know that by then you've already forgotten me. But you must remember that very long ago, there was a silly girl who went crazy with you on this earth, laughed with you, and cried with you..."

  Si has disappeared at the end of the green mountain, her last words were so heartbreaking. Guo Yi wanted to chase after her, but he knew that even if he caught up with her, there was nothing he could give her. He slowly closed his eyes and said, "Was I wrong?"

  "That's way off the mark." Hua Er Lou, this love saint, also walked over with a long sigh.

  "Then I'll go to Xiaoxiao's world and bring her out?"

  "Then you must carry a big sedan chair." Hua Er Lou said with a bitter smile: "Then you are even more wrong."

  Kuo Yi sighed with a bitter smile: "Don't I have any right choices?"

  "Right, others' words don't count, only yours do." Hua Er Lou's feelings seemed to run even deeper than Guo Yao's, and she sighed: "Even the best of intentions can't withstand the torment of love and hate. Those beautiful memories from the past will become a pain that SiSi will never dare to touch again. Perhaps it's just as she said - after thousands of years, you'll have forgotten her, but at that time, she'll still be waiting in the cold, small world, waiting for someone who will never come, until life reaches its end and she leaves this world with a look of longing on her face."

  Everyone has a beautiful story, but not everyone's story can have a good ending. Perhaps SiSi's story will become an eternal wait without a result from now on. She may never leave her small world again and can only gaze at the ice tower every day, waiting for that person to arrive, until forever, forever...

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