Chapter 308

Mu Tianhe was stunned and immediately understood what was going on. He slowly got up and came to Yan Qingyang. One hand passed through the invisible barrier and held Yan Qingyang's hand.

His hands are cool, but Yan Qingyang really feels these.

"Silly girl, I said, I'm not dead! Why don't you believe it? " Mu Tianhe held Yan Qingyang's hand, sighed and said in a low voice.

"But, but... Elder martial brother Ling saw your body disappear with his own eyes..." Yan Qingyang let him hold his hands, slightly raised his head, looked at the once familiar handsome face, and said stupidly.

Mu Tianhe stretched out his other hand and stroked Yan Qingyang's loose hair, saying: "I'm not dead!"

Yan Qingyang lowered her head and looked at Mu Tianhe's hand. The hand was long and white. It was indeed Mu Tianhe's hand. She raised her head and looked at Mu Tianhe again. Besides being thin, her face was also Mu Tianhe's face.

She looked at it like this, even Mu Tianhe's eyebrows could be seen clearly.

"Another dream? How real... "Yan Qingyang murmured.

Mu Tianhe was surprised. He looked down at Yan Qingyang with red eyes and some dementia.

Yan Qingyang's cheeks are as white as snow, without a trace of blood, which makes people feel pity.

At this time, a small petal slowly floating down, floating to the eyes of Mu Tianhe.

Mu Tianhe's brow slightly coagulated, bit his teeth, reached for the petal, gently grasped it with his hand, and gently pasted it on Yan Qingyang's forehead. With a trace of spiritual power, the pink petal was printed on Yan Qingyang's forehead.

After that, Mu Tianhe's face was very gloomy, as if he had just had a big fight. He was depressed on the ground. He couldn't hold Yan Qingyang's hand with one hand, so he dropped down.

"Remember, Qingyang, I'm not dead! You are good at cultivation. I will go back to you! " Mu Tianhe clenched teeth, the forehead exuded cold sweat, zhengse said.

Fog suddenly rose, covering all, but also covered Mu Tianhe and Huashu.

Only mu Tianhe's voice came clearly: "Qingyang, I'm not dead, don't be sad! Tell my parents, don't be sad! I... "

Yan Qingyang opened her eyes and found that she was still sitting on the green tree. She had a dream again.

However, she still remembers what happened in her dream and Mu Tianhe said over and over again: "Qingyang, I'm not dead. Don't be sad!"

She jumped down the tree and saw Ling jiuxiao as soon as she came down.

"Wake up at last? I've been waiting for you for a long time Ling jiuxiao raised the Jasper gourd in his hand.

Yan Qingyang rubbed her eyes in a daze. Suddenly, Ling jiuxiao stared at her face strangely, hung the white jade gourd on her waist and pointed to her cheek: "how can there be a flower on your forehead? Eh, what kind of flower is it? Why have you never seen it before? "

Yan Qingyang a Leng, she put out the water mirror, carefully staring at himself in the mirror.

In the mirror, Yan Qingyang's long hair is scattered, her face is pale, and the color on her lips is light. However, on her snow-white forehead, there is a small pink flower, delicate and gorgeous, which adds a bit of charm to her haggard face.

She raised her hand, gently stroked the flower, petals soft and smooth, soft, obviously just fell soon.

With a little effort, she twisted the flower down, put it in her hand, and looked carefully. This is a flower she had never seen before, about the size of an ordinary peach flower, but the petals are only three, with light pink edges. The darker the color of the central stamen, the brighter the color is near the stamen.

Its stamen color is very special, especially the delicate new green, a little bit, in the pink background is very eye-catching.

This is a very beautiful flower, at the same time, she has never seen a kind of flower.

Ling jiuxiao also looked over his head for a long time, then looked left and right, looked at the green tree where Yan Qingyang was sitting just now, and said in surprise, "eh, where are these petals? We Lingxiao sword clan certainly don't have them, don't they be fake?"

Then he stretched out his hand and pinched it: "eh, it's true, younger martial sister Yan. What kind of flower is this? It's so beautiful!"

Yan Qingyang flashed her hand and gently held the flower in her hand. She was stunned and suddenly remembered that in her dream, Mu Tianhe picked up a flower that had just fallen and printed it on her forehead, and said, "remember, Qingyang, I'm not dead! You are good at cultivation. I will go back to you! "

Yan Qingyang's hand trembled and her body trembled slightly. She looked at Ling jiuxiao with tears in her eyes and said, "elder martial brother Ling, this is the flower that elder martial brother Mu gave me. He's not dead. He's really not dead!"

Ling jiuxiao was stunned: "younger martial brother mu? He gave it to you? How did he give it to you? "

"He gave it to me in a dream!" Yan Qingyang said firmly.

Then, he added: "he's not dead! He told me he's not dead! "

Ling jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, and his body collapsed again. He felt that this younger martial sister Yan was a little bewitched.

"OK, younger martial sister Yan, since younger martial brother Mu gave it to you, you should keep it well!" Ling jiuxiao's eyes flashed a trace of pity, but followed Yan Qingyang's gentle saying“ Don't you believe it? " Yan Qingyang let out a cry, stretched out his hand holding the flower to Ling jiuxiao, and said, "you see, with this flower as a witness, he is still alive! Otherwise, have you ever seen such flowers anywhere? " Ling jiuxiao takes a look at the flowers in Yan Qingyang's hand. It's true that he has never seen the flowers with green stamens, but it doesn't mean anything. Maybe Yan Qingyang had seen such beautiful flowers before, and he thought they were rare, so he saved them. As for the dream she talked about, it might just be her imagination. This younger martial sister Yan is really stunned now! Ling jiuxiao's eyes turned around and decided to take Yan Qingyang to find real jade screen. So he said gently, "OK, younger martial sister Yan, since this is the case, let's talk about it with your master, OK?" Yan Qingyang nodded obediently, took out a jade box and carefully put the petals in. Her jade box is specially used for storing high-level spirit grass. Spirit grass can keep fresh and tender when put in it. When Yan Qingyang put the flowers away, Ling jiuxiao and she went to find the real jade screen. At this time, Yuping real person is still at the observation platform, but she is absent-minded. She was worried about Yan Qingyang before, so she specially asked Ling jiuxiao to find her and get rid of her by the way. However, after waiting so long, he and his family still don't come back. Yuping real person is a little worried. Yan Qingyang came back with Ling jiuxiao, ran to real person Yuping, and said excitedly, "master, brother Mu is not dead. I dreamed of him!" The jade screen real person looked at Yan Qingyang, then turned his eyes to Ling jiuxiao who followed him. Ling jiuxiao gives Yuping a helpless look, points to Yan Qingyang and shakes his head.