(Sent together three thousand words)

Flowers and leaves wither and ice and snow are everywhere.

After half a year, Gu Xijiu returned to Biwu Palace.

I don't know what's going on, she is a little disgusted with this place.

She returned to land at the Crystal Palace under the sea that day, and went to Haoyue Kingdom to test the "Heavenly Disciple". The test result was disappointing. The man was not at all. Mu Feng told her that according to the rules, he should use his spiritual power to throw him into the dark forest.

She was inexplicably disgusted, what rules were followed? Where did so many rules come from?!

So, she just threw the man into the dark forest and did not waste her spiritual power...

After dealing with that person, she returned to Biwu Palace first, but in Biwu Palace she was inexplicably irritable and depressed. So she stayed for a long time before leaving.

She has been wandering around the world for the past six months, and she doesn't know what she wants to do. There seems to be a huge hole in her heart. She can't fill it up no matter what, and she can't be interested in anything...

She browsed the scenery in the palace casually, and snowflakes pounced on the corner of her clothes and circled around her temples.

"Mu Feng, didn't you say that Biwu Palace is like spring all year round?" She asked Mu Feng casually who was accompanying her.

Mu Feng smiled bitterly: "It turns out that all seasons are indeed like spring, but this year is a little special." In fact, it has been half a year since Biwu Palace howling so cold wind...

Not only Biwu Palace, but the weather on the entire continent is actually abnormal!

Half a year ago, the mainland was summer, but autumn seemed to come very early. In June, the autumn wind started to blow the leaves, and then it became colder every day, and soon the cold wind blew and snow was covered with snow.

Gu Xijiu looked up at the sky, and snowflakes penetrated her flowery face.

After practicing spiritual power to her level, I can't feel cold anymore.

She found a stone bench to sit down and enjoyed the snow.

Mu Feng was waiting not far away, looking at her in black. She did not open the body protection barrier, so the snowflakes rush to her and would not melt when they hit her.

She sat there quietly, like a snow sculpture.

Now she has a strong aura, but she always has a cold feeling. Wherever she goes, the temperature around her will automatically drop!

Mu Feng actually seriously suspected that the climate abnormalities on this continent were related to the emotions of this saint.

But he dared not say that it was winter now, so it was understandable to be colder...

Not far away, a pair of cranes were looking for food in the yard, and probably felt cold. After a while, the two cranes began to lie on each other and snuggled up to warm each other.

Gu Xijiu narrowed her eyes slightly. She now hates pairs!

He raised his hand and flew out a wisp of finger wind, raised a swathe of snow dust and rushed straight to the two cranes. The two cranes were frightened, and they flapped their wings and flew away in a hurry.

Mu Feng: "..."

The Holy Lord now has a weird temper and always hates having something to show his love in front of her.

Now Mu Feng and the other three envoys dare not appear in pairs, so as not to provoke the Holy Lord—

Everything seemed to be on track.

Gu Xijiu became the true saint and took on the saint's responsibilities.

She remembered that she used to envy those who were in high positions, but now she has become the strongest person in this continent, and she will kneel down to worship the people everywhere she goes.

The people admired her and built various temples for her, and her life had clearly reached its peak.

But she couldn't feel any happiness, and her mood was like a pool of stagnant water, and she couldn't feel any turbulence.

She couldn't even feel that she was in emotions. She walked on this continent and watched the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds rolled and unfolded, and she felt lonely and deserted.

Maybe this is the coldness of the high place?

She always felt that she had a big horn missing in her heart, which was so empty. So in the past six months, she had traveled around the continent, not only wandering in the human world, but also going to the demon world and the ghost world. The scenery of the three worlds was very different, and there were many amazing things that were amazing, but she was also unable to get interested.

She subconsciously seemed to be looking for something, but she didn't even know what she was looking for.

In the past six months, she also went to her original friends, such as the Tianwen Sect of Long Siye, the Haoyue Palace with Thousand Wings, the homes of Lan Waihu and Yan Chen, and the places of Li Mengxia...

She went a lot, but couldn't find any feeling.

No matter who she meets, she is as calm as water. To put it nicely, she is calm and calm, to put it badly, she is cold and alienated. She can't be warm to anyone.

"Master, I think this is wrong with your situation. Are you sick?" Cangqiongyu began to pour out the screen in her mind again.

Gu Xijiu was too lazy to pay attention to it.

She is a doctor, so she naturally understands that she has no illness and is very healthy, just like she has lost something and can't lift her spirits.

Recently, Cangqiong Yu often surrounds her mind, and she is very worried about her, advising her to be more enthusiastic about others, and even suspects that she has depression...

Depression is irritable and irritable, and you always want to commit suicide, right?

She actually had no idea of ​​committing suicide, she just felt that this long life was too boring.

"Master, you still have a lot of magic tricks that you haven't practiced. Why don't you go to the study to check it out? There are some magic books for practicing magic tricks there." Cangqiongyu found work for her.

Gu Xijiu was irresistible and went to the study.

The study room was still the same as before, and her eyes fell on the two chairs behind the desk.

I felt a little dazed in front of me, and it seemed that I saw two people sitting on the two chairs, one reading a book and the other writing. The years were very quiet.

Those who read the book didn't know what difficulties they encountered, so they turned their heads and asked the person who wrote next to them.

The writer simply held the reader in his arms and pointed his finger at the book to explain...

The man who was reading simply hugged the other person's neck and secretly kissed the other person's chin.

Gu Xijiu held her breath and felt familiar pain like anger in her heart.

She knew that what she saw was an illusion. She often had illusions in the past six months, but the illusion appeared very short and was fleeting in the blink of an eye. She couldn't see the person in the illusion clearly, and only felt that the illusion she saw these times was the same as two people...

And this time the illusion appeared a little longer, for more than ten seconds! Although the character was still extremely blurry and could not see clearly, she subconsciously felt that it was a man and a woman...

"Saint Lord..." Mu Feng saw her standing at the door and couldn't help but remind her.

She paused a little, and the phantom in front of her quickly dissipated, and there was no trace of it.

She suddenly asked Mu Feng beside her: "Did I like someone before?"

Mu Feng scratched his scalp: "This... I don't know much." He also felt that his memory was missing, but he really couldn't remember what was missing.

He paused for a moment, as if he remembered something: "Saint Lord once had a relationship with the Sect Master of Tianwen Sect... He had a good relationship."

Gu Xijiu frowned slightly. She naturally remembered some things with Long Siye, but her and Long Siye were also missing in her mind. Many things seemed to be covered with a layer of fog... (Many of the things she and Long Siye were involved in Di Fuyi. Everything that involved Di Fuyi was eliminated, so it is normal for her memory to be incomplete)

She looked at the two chairs leaning against each other and frowned.

Could it be that the two phantoms I saw were myself and Long Siye?

She vaguely felt that the two phantoms she had been obsessed with were looking for...

She stuffed the stack of books into her storage space and turned around and went out.

Mu Feng hurriedly followed out: "Sir, where are you going?"

Gu Xijiu didn't answer. She was the Saint, so there was no need to tell her subordinates all her actions...

If you have any questions, you will naturally use the sound transmission notes to contact us.

Mu Feng looked at her back and disappeared in the wind and snow in an instant, and sighed softly.

Lord Saint didn't like someone to follow her, she prefers to be alone. She would contact them unless there was anything that needed to be done...

He looked at the snowflakes flying wildly outside, feeling a little uncertain.

It's February now, and it's time for spring buds to sprout, but it's still very cold this day, the weather is cold, and there is no sign of civilization outside...

...

The sound of the flute is swaying and echoing between heaven and earth.

The sound of the flute was very beautiful. Gu Xijiu stood on a big tree and looked at the man in white playing on the lake not far away, a little dazzled.

The man in white had an extremely handsome face. When he stood there, he seemed to be a crane that was independent of the world.

Not far away is the big lake that will not freeze no matter how cold it is. The lake water ripples lightly, beating the shore of the snow-deployed snow. This scene is like a painting.

This picture is beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

But Gu Xijiu's eyes were slightly blurred, and the man in white suddenly seemed to be wearing a shimmering purple dress-

Her heart was shocked!

The man seemed to hear the movement and turned around and looked up at her.

Gu Xijiu's heart trembled again!

The fox eyes were plastered in front of me, and my black hair was like ink. With a slight smile, it seemed that the world had lost its lust...

Of course, this was another illusion, and in the blink of an eye, the illusion disappeared, and she saw Long Siye.

Long Siye was surprised: "Xijiu!"

Gu Xijiu was a little disappointed, and she jumped down and said, "Instructor Long, you are very idle today."

Long Siye's eyes were like a deep pool, and he smiled slightly: "I am very idle every day, so, Xijiu, I am very welcome whenever you come."
To be continued...