One inch loyalty

place.The mountain next to it, the ditch at the foot of the mountain... except that there are no fish, they all look the same as before. "

Yu Xianchang stood where he was, and waited for the girl to feast his eyes before waving to the child cautiously, and slowly walked up the mountain along the path.

The man took two steps, looked back and saw that the child was still looking at him longingly, so he waved his hand again, turned around and strode forward, whispering a little song in his mouth, and vaguely heard him singing——

"I toast a cup of Feiguang wine, the Taoism has been ashamed for half a year;

The sky and the sea of ​​love can be seen suddenly, and the soul returns to the underworld.

The earth net and the sky keep lives, but swords and crossbows cannot urge them;

The Yuanying Patriarch didn't know what to say, a certain one was snuggling up on the Qingluan's wings.

The infatuation in the world is not as good as me, and the world is inferior to the king by three points——

You are my puppet, I am your puppet;

If my soul is scattered, the soul of the king will chase after me.

My lord, my lord, what is this body?

Its eyes are emerald, its feathers are covered with clouds;

It fights the sea, and it breathes orchids.

Yu Yan Yu Yan, what is my body?

One is turbid wine, the other is spiritual cultivation;

One is love, the other is madman.

I would like to give an inch of this heart to the person I like. "

At the end of the song, in the eyes of the last boy from the same country, he saw the blue bird on the shoulder of this strange monk, which transformed into a human form in an instant, and walked hand in hand with him towards the mountain together.

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Note ①: I am a little worried that "desire not to die" will be misread as "desire not to die", so I edited and added a few more sentences in the second half of the previous chapter. Please remember to go back and read it again.In fact, it should be more like "I will never be extinguished, I will never die, a burning love", similar to this kind of feeling~

Note ②: The wild fox in the arms of the Taoist friend beside him is the little fox who could sing before, the one who sang "You are the bone under the spring, I am the fox in the world; you respect me with wine, and I repay you with tears" Only.

Note ③: Sword seems to have a publishing plan this year, if Yiinch also has one, let wb tell.