After the rain, the air is filled with the fragrance of earth, and the scenery from the top of Huashan Mountain is clearer by a new rain. Murong Feixue stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the colorful glow in the sky, but his heart was turbulent. The casual in-depth conversation with Zhao Zhiruo and Xiao Shiyi Lang gave him a deeper understanding and perception of this world of rivers and lakes, and at the same time, it also made his desire to return to the present world more complicated.
"Murong Gongzi, there is the Xiang River ahead, it is said that the river is connected to all directions, I wonder if you plan to take a boat south?" Zhao Zhiruo walked up to Murong Feixue and interrupted his musings. She has changed into a green dress, like catkins on the riverside, fluttering in the wind.
Murong Feixue turned her head, looked at her soft side face, and smiled slightly, "I have this intention in the next place." Maybe along the river, you can find something. ”
Zhao Zhiruo nodded slightly, a hint of expectation flashed in her eyes, "In this way, I will walk with you." The scenery around Jiangxiang is beautiful, which may make people forget their worries. ”
Xiao Shiyi Lang chose another path, he bowed his hand to Murong Feixue, and said succinctly, "Brother Murong, today's events, Xiao remembers. If he has a fate, he will fight again. ”
Murong Feixue returned the salute, watching Xiao Shiyilang's figure disappear into the mountains and forests, and then turned to Zhao Zhiruo, "Let's go." ”
The two came to the Xiangjiang River, hired a small boat, and went south along the river. With the boat, the scenery on both sides of the river unfolds like a scroll, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Murong Feixue sat at the bow of the boat, the long sword in his hand was crossed to his knees, and his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about life.
Zhao Zhiruo sat quietly beside him, sometimes talking about martial arts with Murong Feixue, and sometimes mentioning poetry and songs. Her talent and wit made Murong Feixue constantly impressed, and his extensive knowledge and unusual thinking also made Zhao Zhiruo admire.
On this day, when the ship passed by a secluded river bay, Murong Feixue suddenly put forward various conjectures about time and space travel. Although Zhao Zhiruo did not know why, she still listened patiently and put forward her own opinions.
"If someone is able to travel between different worlds, then his mind must be extremely strong and can find a foothold in a rapidly changing environment." Zhao Zhiruo stared at the river, as if imagining that situation.
Murong Feixue was touched by her words, and after a moment of silence, she finally decided to confess her secret to her. "Miss Zhao, to tell you the truth, I am not from this world, but from another time and space. The reason why I wandered the rivers and lakes was to find a way back. ”
Zhao Zhiruo was stunned at first when she heard this, and then showed a deep sense of self-cultivation, and did not show too much surprise, but accepted this amazing news with an inclusive understanding. "I see, Childe's difference is due to a reason. If there is such a day, I hope that Childe will not forget the rivers and lakes and friends here. ”
Murong Feixue was grateful in his heart, he knew that in this world of martial arts, it was such a rare fate to meet a confidant like Zhao Zhiruo.