The Weaver Girl turned a blind eye, and Zang Mou seemed to have no feelings.

Sometimes, Zang Mou would come back with a hare in his arms, and the Weaver Girl would find some grass to feed the hare! The two would occasionally smile at each other and say nothing more. One was a quiet person and the other was a silent person. Many times, everything was silent, but it was better than a thousand words!

Sometimes, Zang Mou would run from the depths of the wasteland with the Weaver Girl on his back, and behind them were countless green wolves. At this time, Zang Mou was like an ordinary person, without any cultivation, and was chased by those green wolves several times. At this time, the Weaver Girl would exclaim, and Zang Mou laughed. At this time, Zang Mou's eyes returned to normal appearance, and he became cheerful.

Mu Ming woke up, but did not see the two of them. He only saw a quiet flute sound very late. He saw a woman in white riding an old cow slowly coming. A bamboo flute was pinched between her lips by white plain hands, and a very good sound was heard. It was a very good song. Mu Ming had never heard others play it, so he felt that the sound was extremely wonderful. Mu Ming thought of his mother and when he looked at the old cow, Mu Ming thought of his father.

The old cow also drooped his eyes and felt a little drowsy, while the woman chuckled: "Play the piano to the cow!" Then she played again, like the most beautiful voice being blown out by the most beautiful and quietest woman, which makes people intoxicated. So Mu Ming fell asleep and slept very well. Mu Ming didn't know how many times he had meditated and ended the night. It seemed that he had not fallen asleep so safely after Kimura.

On a very quiet night, Mu Ming dreamed that he returned to Kimura, met many people, and vaguely saw a young couple looking at him, but he couldn't see their appearance clearly. At this time, he woke up from the dream.

I felt a little disappointed, but soon Mu Ming adjusted his mindset and then meditated silently.

Zang Mou and Weaver Girl leave in the same way every day, but the way they return is different, which makes Mu Ming feel a little touched every time.

As time passed, Mu Ming became used to these days and was very quiet, so he also recognized the Northern Witch and did not have the discomfort at the beginning.

Zang Mou and the other two finally started a quarrel. Sometimes they came back in anger, like two young couples. Of course, if they didn't pay attention to Zang Mou's old face, then everything would be natural.

But at this time, Zang Mou would follow the Weaver Girl without any hesitation or distance. When the Weaver Girl stopped, he stopped. When the Weaver Girl left, he left, like a shadow.

"Wood!" The Weaver Girl cursed, different from her usual expression, while Zang Mou smiled, and the wrinkles on her face would become more as her smile appeared. At this time, the Weaver Girl would become gentle, then walk towards Zang Mou, hugging Zang Mou in Zang Mou's confusing eyes. Zang Mou was stunned and hugged the Weaver Girl hard.

Mu Ming looked at this scene from afar, and after a moment, he returned to the cave. He was like a spectator, a very competent spectator, and would not embarrass them.

However, as time went by, Mu Ming began to look at the old tree at the entrance of the cave. The old tree actually had some flower buds. Mu Ming was very surprised, but he was also more happy.

No one doesn’t like flowers to bloom, and no buds will not bloom, so there are more expectations for wood names.

Zang Mou began to speak more, while the Weaver Girl became much quieter. Sometimes Zang Mou would be silent, but he spoke again after a moment.

At this time, Mu Ming also began to apply needles to the Weaver Girl, and the pain of the Weaver Girl appeared again.

At this time, Zang Mou would go out and come back very late. Sometimes the Weaver Girl was puzzled, but Zang Mou didn't say it. At the beginning, the Weaver Girl expressed understanding, then curious, then began to remain silent, and finally got angry, but Zang Mou seemed to be unaware of it. At this time, the Weaver Girl would pinch Zang Mou hard, and Zang Mou also showed great pain, but there would be more wrinkles, and the Weaver Girl would become gentle.

One day, when the Weaver Girl started to speak more, Zang Mou disappeared again. At this time, the Weaver Girl was not angry, but just sighed lightly, and then chatted with Mu Ming: "He knows all my feelings, he knows that I am easy to be soft-hearted, so he is always fearless, but I don't understand his thoughts. Most of the time, he is not good at lying, but I know that he is a perfect liar, so he lied to me for the rest of his life, and I am willing to do so!"

Mu Ming didn't know what to say, but at this time the Weaver Girl looked over and felt a little encouragement. Mu Ming had to say, "If someone lies with his heart, it's not a lie!"

The Weaver Girl smiled a little, then nodded and said, "I love him!"

Just as Mu Ming was about to say something, he heard a voice coming from behind him: "I love you too!"

The Weaver Girl suddenly turned around, then was stunned, and then cried, but she laughed with tears.

Mu Ming also saw that Zang Mou was different from before. He was wearing a red robe, a black hat on his head, and two beautiful feathers were inserted into the hat.

Zang Mou held a set of clothes in his hand, and the clothes were better looking, embroidered with clouds.

Moreover, Zang Mou threw a set of clothes to Mu Ming, which was also red, embroidered fallen leaves and vegetation. Mu Ming was happy and suddenly understood why Zang Mou disappeared, and the Weaver Girl also understood the reason, so she cried unscrupulously.

"I went to find someone. I remember you said you wanted to marry someone you loved like ordinary people. However, the ordinary people in the north don't wear this, so I spent some time and finally found an old lady, but she couldn't see anything. She didn't do it at first, but when I told you about me and you, she agreed, and said she would do it with her heart, so that there would be blessings by our side!"

Zang Mou said, there was a flash in his eyes. It was a candlelight. At some time, the sky fell, and countless candles appeared around him, all red candles. The faint candlelight ignited this area, making this area add a warm color. Fluorescent bugs also began to fly. These bugs also appeared during the day, but they could not see their light during the day. In fact, it was an accident that they could see at night. So, not long after, the area became brighter!

"Put on the wedding dress!" Zang Mou was already a cry when he saw the Weaver Girl, but the happiness in his eyes could not be hidden.

The Weaver Girl calmed down at this time and asked, "Why do you need to wear it?"

Zang Mou said: "I want to marry you!"

The Weaver Girl trembled: "Don't marry!"

Zang Mou was stunned and said, "Why, who else can be worthy of you except me? And you said you love me!"

Weaver Girl: "There are many, which can be enough for several streets! Besides, women's words should not be taken seriously!"

Zang Mou: "Nonsense! Who dares to chase you?"

Weaver Girl: "What don't you dare?"

Zang Mou: "The person who dares to pursue you has long been the dead soul under my sword!"

The Weaver Girl smiled, but said, "I am worthy of being a bull spirit, I can really brag!"

Zang Mou smiled, but was stunned when he saw Mu Ming, and couldn't help but say, "You put it on too! Be a witness!"

Mu Ming said: "Senior Weaver Girl hasn't agreed yet!"

Before Zang Mou answered, he heard the Weaver Girl say, "If you want to call me sister, let's talk about someone marrying me, why don't you marry me? They are all old girls, what else can I get picky about! They are a cow and marry me!"

After saying that, she put on the wedding dress directly, and Zang Mou couldn't help but be stunned. She saw a beauty in front of her. The clouds on the bright red costume were about to ignite like flames. The Weaver Girl was like a beautiful phoenix reborn in the fire. It had a familiar face, but also a sense of nobility, especially those eyes, which were shy and excited at this time, just like a quiet stream suddenly hitting a stone, stirring up fine splashes, falling in her heart, and causing ripples.

Zang Mou was stunned, so was the name of the wood. Zang Mou was amazed by this beauty, and the name of the wood was amazed by this beauty!

At this time, Mu Ming also put on red clothes, and for a moment, the three people here became the brightest existence, because the insects flew around the people, and the insects always liked the light.

Finally, the Weaver Girl was embarrassed by the eyes of the two, and slowly lowered her head, and Zang Mou coughed lightly and said, "Boy, say something!"

Mu Ming was stunned. He suddenly became troubled at this moment, but then he remembered a record that he had recorded in the heavens and all things. It was a passage about ordinary wedding civilization, so he coughed lightly and looked at the two of them.

The two of them also looked at each other at this time, waiting for Mu Ming to say something. Mu Ming first looked at Zang Mou and said, "Senior Zang Mou, are you willing to be with the Weaver Girl Senior around you... Well, sister, you will be married, no matter where, no matter where, disasters and illnesses, you will never leave me and not change your original intention?"

Zang Mou was stunned, but looked at the Weaver Girl and nodded slowly: "This feeling will not change, this heart will not change!"

Tears burst into tears in the Weaver Girl's eyes, and she held Zang Mou's hand a little harder, as if she was confirming whether it was true.

At this time, Mu Ming said: "Before the Weaver Girl... Sister, are you willing to be a very couple with Senior Zang Mou around you. No matter how time changes or the world changes, you will never leave me. Is it just like the first meeting?"

Zang Mou looked at Zang Mou, his throat moved up and down a little, and he was a little nervous, with expectation in his eyes, and at this time the Weaver Girl nodded slowly.

Mu Ming said at this time: "The newcomers hug each other and then kiss!"

Zang Mou and Weaver Girl were both stunned and looked at Mu Ming, but Mu Ming smiled, Zang Mou also smiled. Mu Ming felt something was wrong, but suddenly he felt dark in front of him and then he fell to the ground with a bang.

Burn the bridge across the river!

This was Mu Ming’s thought before he fell into a coma and then fell into darkness.

At this time, Zang Mou looked at Weaver Girl, and Weaver Girl also looked at Zang Mou. Finally, Zang Mou slowly lowered his head!

Mu Ming had a dream. In the dream, he watched the old tree at the entrance of the cave bloom. The flowers were white and beautiful. When the wind came out, the old tree swayed. The newly bloomed flowers were still very weak, so some petals fell and some petals fell on the palm of his spreading palm. First one piece, then two pieces, and finally many pieces, until he couldn't count them.

At this time, a trace of fragrance drifted into the breath. Mu Ming suddenly opened his eyes, the tip of his nose was itchy, and Mu Ming saw a petal in vaguely.

"White petals!" Mu Ming said in his heart, for some reason he felt a sense of loss.

Once a flower blooms, a flower withers! This is the record of the senior brother in the Danmu Sutra. Originally, the name of the wood was not concerned, but it came to my mind at this moment!

Mu Ming walked out of the cave, and the old tree at the entrance of the cave did bloom, but there were no Zang Mou and Weaver Girl under the old tree.

However, there were some things on the stones there. When Mu Ming approached, he saw a few words made of petals. Mu Ming picked up a petal and felt some wet marks. However, strangely, there was no dew or rain last night.

No regrets in this life!

Four words, wooden name, looking at these four words, the feeling of loss became even stronger.

And at this time, Mu Ming looked next to the four characters again, and saw a few marks, the handwriting was a bit blurry and intermittent, but Mu Ming could see clearly. At this time, Mu Ming felt unprecedented loneliness!

Flowers fall in dreams!

The wooden name stood for a long time, finally bit his finger and wrote three words, and then left.

When the wind came out, the words made of petals were messy, and the few engravings next to them also disappeared. However, the wooden name was written in blood, and the petals were stuck to them, so they could still be vaguely visible.

How much do you know!

Yes, how many flowers fall in my dreams! I just wish you no regrets in this life!

This volume ends!

(Some feelings are written very carefully. It is related to the previous volumes. The feelings in this volume are much more natural. Maybe my experience is related to other things. I have written until now. At 2:38, I suddenly have insomnia. Somehow, although I haven't read many people, I am still very grateful to a person who pays attention. As written in the book, no one doesn't like flowers blooming, and no flowers are not blooming, so I look forward to more. I bought tomorrow, um, no, it's today's ticket, 10 o'clock.
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