ps: This chapter has fewer words. I originally planned to combine them with the previous chapter, but another heroine appeared, and I would make a single chapter... The second update tonight will return to normal words...

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Ximending didn't know how far away from the treasure, but he had already run out of the forest, ran through several mountains, and ran into a place full of camellias.

The sun shines in the sky, and the flowers smile at me.

Ximending was completely exhausted at this time, but the idea of ​​"running away" in his mind supported him and he just walked forward mechanically.

With a "bang!", a vine, stumbled slightly, tripping him to the ground. When he fell down, his head and face were buried in the flowers, and he felt a "buzzing" sound in his head and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Ximending slowly woke up, maybe he was feeling uncomfortable with his face. He was lying on his back without realizing it, but he was exhausted and could not open his eyes, but he heard someone talking in his ears.

"Hong Qiao, Bai Qiao, do you think this person is a good person or a bad person?" A woman's voice was gentle and soft, making people want to think about pitying her and cherishing her.

But no one answered. After a while, the woman said again: "Can't you judge?"

Still no one spoke, the woman sighed softly, as if she had endless sorrow in her heart, and said softly: "Hong Qiao, Bai Qiao, you must think I'm stupid again. What do you mean is to tell me not to care whether he is a good person or a bad person?"

"Well... Actually... I mean that, no matter whether he is a good person or a bad person, since he has come to your house, he is a guest..." The woman still said to herself, "You see that he has been sleeping heavily for more than an hour... Hehe... How could he be a guest like this? He actually came to the host's house to sleep..."

At this time, Ximending finally opened a crack in his eyes, and the hazy scene in front of him gradually became clear.

I saw a young woman with long hair and a waist-length dress sitting beside him, holding her knees with her hands, looking at a half-person taller than a person, and a bright red and snow-white camellia growing on it like a lotus. It was extremely red, and it was unusually white, without any trace of variegated color.

For example, those who understand camellia should know that this camellia is the best species among camellia - Erqiao.

I don’t know whether it was the fragrance of camellia flowers all over the mountains or the faint fragrance on women, but it spread to Ximending’s heart, making him feel refreshed.

Ximending could only see the woman's side face, but this side face made Ximending suddenly open his eyes, and he thought he had been in heaven and had seen the angel.

The woman's face is pure and innocent, and she does not look like the slightest fireworks. She is like the snow in the Tianshan Mountains and the clouds in the nine heavens, so pure and so holy.

The woman naturally didn't know that Ximending had woken up, but she sighed again, and her voice seemed to be soaked in sorrow, but she said softly to the "Er Qiao": "Hong Qiao, Bai Qiao, every time I talk to you, I will feel very good and good... But I'm leaving again, thank you for saying so much with me... Well, this person..." As she said that, the woman turned her head gently and looked at Ximending, but suddenly found that Ximending was open with her eyes wide and was looking at her without blinking, and was shocked.

But after she patted her chest with a delicate soft horn, she immediately regained a dull look. The eyes that looked at Ximending were also the most natural indifference, without pity, disgust, accident, or joy. She looked simply, just looking, without any unnecessary meaning, but this look seemed to be looking down from the clouds, and was like a person from two worlds, with an insurmountable distance between them.

Ximending felt that she was abrupt and frightened her. He couldn't help but feel apologized. He forced a smile on his face. He wanted to say something apologized, but he opened his mouth, feeling that speaking might be even more abrupt and beautiful. Of course, he didn't have the strength to speak.

The woman looked at Ximending twice, turned around, and said softly to "Er Qiao": "Hong Qiao, Bai Qiao, I should leave, otherwise, my mother will be angry... Um... He woke up, let him accompany you first, I will come after the day..." The woman said, stretching out the mouth of the cherry that was not painted but bright red, kissed the petals of "Hong Qiao, Bai Qiao" with extreme care, then stood up, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!