Chapter 129 (1/2)

Liang Yin wanted to find someone to ask for directions, so he went straight ahead.

This bamboo forest is very elegant. The green path was paved with pebbles. The road seems to have been swept. Snow was piling up on both sides of the road.

The air is still a little cold. The cool sound can not help but urge the spiritual power in the body to keep warm and move forward.

However, after walking not far away, I found that there was only a bamboo house in the distance with no pedestrians.

How did you get so far? Or no one?

”God, God, where is this?” Liang Yin couldn't find the way back, so she couldn't help asking the God in her mind.

But at this time the God did not know where to run, she called a few times, no one answered her.

The snowflakes fell quietly, and there was silence around. There was a white water mist spreading out of the bamboo house.

Seeing this, Liang Yin decided that there must be someone in the bamboo room.

She stepped forward quickly, trying to get in and ask for directions.

Xuantianzong is really big. There are 72 peaks, almost all of them. Together.

And in every mountain. There is a peak master. He is in charge of his own mountain and his disciples.

Because of the incomplete memory and the fact that these mountains are too many and too big, every peak is almost the same.

Liang Yin is completely lost at the moment, lost in the north.

The antique and fragrant room is covered with warm gas floating out and disappearing in the ice and snow.

”Anybody?” Liang Yin stood outside the door and called, but in the room, no one answered her.

Subconsciously, she opened the bamboo door and went in.

This bamboo is not big, but it is divided into several small rooms. Many of the furniture in the room are made of bamboo.

It didn't look like it was.

”Excuse me, is there anyone?”

Liang Yin asked again, but no one answered her. She walked down the room where the heat was blowing.

But in the moment of entering, the pupil suddenly shrinks, Leng in place. At this moment, all the sounds almost disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, only where her eyes can reach.

The past, which had just been sealed up for a long time, was turned over and swept over her mind like a tide.

Inside the room, next to the big tub. A beautiful young man. Leaning against the tub, asleep.

The man has long silver hair. The skin is as white as snow, the narrow peach blossom eyes are slightly closed, and under the bridge of the nose, the pale pink lip corner is like the cherry blossom in early spring.

This is not long ago, Liang Yin's most forgotten face, and also the one she most wants to see,

jade trace

At this moment, her heartache can't breathe.

She opened her mouth and didn't spit out a word for a long time, almost lost her voice.

In the dense fog, the man's face looks so fuzzy, the cool sound drags the heavy step, step by step forward.

She couldn't believe what she saw. They clenched their fists and trembled slightly.

It was only a few steps away, but she felt like she had crossed a century.

Finally, he stops by the tub. Man's appearance, in front of the water mist, more and more clear.

At this moment, the tight string in her mind almost broke.

Maybe it's a cool sound. When you come over, your feet make a sound. Leaning against the man who was sleeping by the tub, he slowly woke up.

Silver pupil, like glass general good-looking. These eyes. And overlap in memory.

There is a big bang and cool sound. The whole brain is in a blank.