Chapter two hundred and fiftieth love is nothing but vain
Tanluo relieved the medicinal properties in his body and regulated his breathing for the fainting Chongli. After a while, he was exhausted both physically and mentally, and then he fell asleep on the collapse, and he fell asleep in the same knees.?? ??
After waking up again, Tanluo raised her eyes and rushed towards the bed, but Chongli was no longer able to see her. She hurriedly ran out of the house, but saw the man leaning against the railing and staring at Wuwang Mountain surrounded by mist.
"Emperor--" Tanluo called softly and walked towards him.
Chongli heard the woman's voice and saw that the other party was still dressed in a sub-woman's appearance. He seemed to have thought of something, turned his face and said, "I didn't intend to offend before, it was because I was abrupt."
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after all, he sighed softly and walked out of the gazebo by the lake.
Tan Luo was silent. The fox looked guilty. Could it be that he woke up and found himself sleeping on the collapse, thinking that he was very beastly and did something worse than beastly things?
She followed Chongli's back and became more convinced of the guess in her heart.
Chongli happened to look back and ran into the girl's eyes as clear as Qiuhu. He turned his head hurriedly and showed a bitterness in the place where the other party could not see it.
Since this time, Tanluo rarely sees Chongli appearing. She thought to herself that he hadn't done anything too far that day. Could it be that he has been resentful?
If there is such a misunderstanding, it is still a sin.
Tanluo muttered to himself, and Yu Guang glanced at a certain emperor coming, and it seemed that he was planning to avoid it. In order to ease the unnecessary embarrassment, she simply stood with her back to Chongli, looking at the grass and trees in front of the wooden house and sighed.
"This Buddha Heaven is worthy of being a place for meditation and cultivation. It's just too deserted. Not to mention anything else, the Utan Barrabha Buddhist holy object was not seen even a single one." Tan Luo sighed, muttered himself, and changed the subject, "Is it still a habit to live here?"
Tanluo glanced back casually, and was about to pull home and relax the atmosphere. Unexpectedly, he turned halfway, but he saw half of the other party.
Who had been so silly and insisted on living in the same room before? Who said that all appearances were false and had to wash the same pool together?
Tanluo was too lazy to pay attention to this awkward fox. Anyway, when his disaster came, he would have fulfilled his merits.
Just after Chongli walked around in front of her ten times, Tanluo finally got used to this state of being ignored.
When she woke up that day, she walked to the door as usual. The moment she pushed open the door, the breeze came and brought the fragrance of flowers into the room.
I don’t know when a Udumbara tree was planted in front of the house, swaying in a swaying manner, and the white petals of falling snow brushed across the clear pool, making the person under the tree look ethereal and elegant.
Tanluo looked at him firmly. Emperor Chongli was lying under the tree with his eyes closed, as if he was extremely tired. Could it be that these trees were all transplanted from the side?
Unexpectedly, what she said casually was taken seriously, so he still hid himself all day long.
She bent her lips slightly, and the affliction she had suffered in recent days dissipated in her faint smile. By the way, this was the first time she saw Chongli sleeping, and she couldn't help but get closer and want to see clearly.
The man seemed to be sleeping uneasy, his long eyelashes were gently restrained, and the glow poured on him through the bushes, and the golden light surged like a spring.
Tanluo raised his eyes and looked at the branches and leaves like a canopy on his head. With a thought, a few tender buds quickly pulled out from the branches, spreading and intertwining at a visible level of the naked eye, and the shadows just blocked Chongli's body.
"I will no longer care about you when you are looking for the Utan Bharata for me, but from now on, I will not hide from me anymore." She whispered, with a little warmth in her eyes.
But after resting under the tree for a while, when I opened my eyes again, I felt like I was a different life. Chongli subconsciously looked at the wooden house as usual, and through the window frame, the silhouette of the girl sitting upright on the desk.
As the hangs, the beautiful face appears faintly among the black hair, the long eyelashes like butterfly wings tremble slightly, the eyes flow, and the books fall in the hand.
As if she noticed the gaze outside the window, she raised her eyes and glanced at her. The breeze gently blew and rolled up the fragrance of the pool. The fallen flowers were flying. The man looked at each other from afar, with a calm smile on his lips.
The passing years are like water, how can you fight against you? Your smile is like a flower.
He felt lost and knew very well that his great disaster had come, so why did he feel longing for no reason and parting with pain.
The word "love" is just a false thought to him. Chongli smiled bitterly and turned around and left in the green fields.
Tanluo didn't know what the emperor was thinking, and thought that the fox's heart was a needle under the sea, and he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.
But this time he seemed to have been away for a long time, and it was time for him to come back if he was normal. Tan Luo was puzzled and then sensed the whereabouts of Shengtian Axe.
Now Shengtian Axe is being carried by Chongli all day long and is prepared for any trouble. Tanluo sinks into her spiritual consciousness. Suddenly, she seems to see the towering peak, Wuwang Mountain, in the clouds and mist!
How could Chongli go to Wuwang Mountain?
Chapter completed!