Xianwu star

Chapter 415 Three Views on Love
In fact, the influence of The Legend of the White Snake is not only a little bit, it can be said to be very huge!

Inside the Purple Night Holy Land, Pang Jie stared blankly at Xu Xian in the illusion. Xu Xian stared blankly at the two pairs of shoes, one pair of thousand-ply soles and one pair of satin tops.One represents Forsythia and the other represents Bai Suzhen.

Seeing this scene, Pang Jie, who was already interested in it from the very beginning, couldn't help but get nervous now. He wanted to know which pair Xu Xian would choose to wear.

But just as he was anxiously waiting, this episode was fucking over!
Pang Jie roared subconsciously, and the entire mountain was immediately covered with thunder, which made many disciples of Zixiao Holy Land horrified. What made Brother Shengzi lose his composure like this.

After a long time, the thunder faded away, but Pang Jie closed his eyes.

"This one is the stars in the sky, beautiful and noble. The other is the oil lamp beside the pillow, warm but ordinary. After disappearing for more than ten years, the stars are still stars, shining brightly in the eyes of everyone. But the oil lamp, day and night It only grows bright beside my pillow."

Pang Jie was muttering to himself, and at this moment, with a creak, Pang Jie's room, which was impossible for outsiders to enter, was carefully pushed away by a handsome maid.

The maid held the food box in her hand, and after looking at Pang Jie sitting cross-legged there with complicated eyes, she walked carefully towards the table, about to put the food box on it.

At this time, Pang Jie slowly opened his eyes: "In the future, don't wear this dress again."

As soon as Pang Jie's words fell, the maid's delicate body trembled visibly, coaxing her eyes, and put the food box on the table without saying a word.

Seeing that he was submissive and had followed him for decades, he was the servant of the master in name, but in fact he was the maid of his childhood, Pang Jie's eyes were gentle and clear: "I have wronged you these years, and I will be with you in the future."

Tick-tock, the maid's tears suddenly burst.

Pang Jie got up, and domineeringly embraced the maid in his arms.

"Wang Zheng, I owe you a favor." Pang Jie's voice sounded faintly.

In the lobby of a gorgeous restaurant, countless people sat in it, either applauding or cursing, all of them watching the Legend of the White Snake attentively.

At this moment, a handsome young girl suddenly said seriously to the boy beside her, "Shall we break up?"

"Ah? Isn't it good that we are together?" The boy was stunned and panicked.

The girl had complicated eyes, bit her lip, and finally said firmly: "You and I are like Xiaoqing and Eucommia, whether we met or knew each other, it was because of that coincidence."

"Don't say it...don't say it, I will treat you well!" The boy shook his head bitterly, he had already guessed what the girl would say next.

"In the beginning, I fell in love with someone because of loneliness or curiosity. When we went through the wind and rain together, we found that the one we really liked was someone else. Probably, this is how we first came into contact with love.

Sorry, although you are fine.But after getting along with you for a long time, I realized that what I can't let go of is my senior brother.

So, let's break up. "

The girl said this with tears in her eyes, and then got up and left without waiting for the boy's reply.

After a long time, the boy roared angrily: "Little Er, serve the wine!"

In a cultivation sect, a group of young disciples gathered together.

There are two people in the lead, one is young and handsome, the other is as beautiful as a flower, and they are a pair of people.

At this moment, in the phantom of the Picture Stone, Xu Xian was forced to divorce his wife, and spent three days with Forsythia, who was hypocritical but could not fault it.

Seeing this scene, the woman unconsciously looked at the handsome young man beside her, her eyes were full of complexities.

The young man felt something in his heart, turned his head slowly, and smiled gently at her: "Senior sister, what's the matter?"

Seeing the impeccable worry appearing on the young man's face, a flash of determination flashed in the woman's eyes, and she carefully looked at the young man's face over and over again, after which she shook her head:

"Thank you for being kind to me this month. Although you have your own difficulties, you have done it to the extreme. But between us is like Forsythia and Xu Xian. Although there have been too many stories, the person in your heart It's not me after all.

Feelings cannot be forced... Go find her, I wish you happiness. "

In an uninhabited canyon, a hundred flowers are blooming, and in front of the exquisite small building, a couple is cuddling together.

Seeing in the illusion, Yu Qilang could not recover his human body because of Honggu. He didn't want to live with the infamy of his wife, so he begged Fahai to accept Honggu.

The woman was nervous and subconsciously held the man's hand.

The man, with a standard Chinese character face, is not very handsome, but he looks solid and reliable.

And that woman, with several ugly scars on her face, made her even more hideous.

As if feeling his wife's nervousness, the man's big hand shook the cold little hand vigorously. Looking at the hideous and ugly face, he pointed to his chest:
"Your most beautiful form is always here. No matter what you become, you are my wife. In all my most precious experiences, there is your shadow.

Don't worry, don't be afraid, I only have you in my heart in this life. "

When the woman heard the words, her nervousness went away, but when she thought about the plot of The Legend of the White Snake, she couldn't help but worry again: "But how many people have weathered the storms and thought they can love each other until they grow old and live hand in hand, but they are still no match for gossip? "

The man fondly rubbed her head: "But you are not Hong Gu, and I am not Yu Qilang. I will treat you well for the rest of my life, and I will be like Xu Xian, and will not break my promise."

Under the sunlight, the shadows of the two figures overlapped.No words are the best words.

In the same city, a middle-aged couple was arguing.

"You say you! After marrying you for so many years, you treat me like this?" The wife looked at her husband with an aggrieved expression.

"My lady, listen to my explanation!" The husband's anger passed, and he was about to explain when he was at a loss.

"Explain? Do you still want to explain?" However, when it came to explaining, the unreasonable woman immediately exploded:
"Look at Xu Xian, what did Xu Xian do? There are some things I can't figure out, I'm not good, lady!"

"Look at you again! You know how to find reasons for yourself. I think you just don't have me in your heart! Don't talk about it, I'll go back to my mother's house now!"

The more the wife talks, the more she feels that she is reasonable, the more she talks, the more she feels that her husband is unreliable, and the more she talks, the more angry she becomes.

"My lady, it's my fault!" The husband was also witty, seeing his wife started packing up and going back to her natal house, imitating Xu Xian, he said this in a gentle voice.

This sentence is extremely heartwarming.

You know, Xu Xian's serious line is not simple.His doubts, his worries, his difficulties, his regrets, his deep feelings... are all contained in this sentence.

How many gorgeous apologies are better than the three words "I'm not good"?
As soon as this remark came out, the effect was also obvious. The corners of the wife's mouth were obviously raised quietly, but she still pretended to be dissatisfied and said angrily: "Hmph! Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah? Then isn't this still an explanation?" But the husband's wisdom was limited to the brainstorm just now. Hearing what his wife said, the husband immediately blurted out what was in his mind.

"Ouch? You've been turned upside down! I asked you to explain, but you can't explain it, right? That's fine, I'll go back to my mother's house!"

Faced with her husband's performance, the wife exploded again!You are an unbelievable bastard, the old couple who have been married for so many years still don't know how to coax others!

Listening to the quarrel between the couple, Lao Wang next door has long been used to it, and he lay leisurely on the reclining chair. He sighed with some envy: "Arguing is also a kind of happiness, not worse than the mediocrity of daily necessities."

As for feelings, The Legend of the White Snake expounds too much.

Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen, one is infatuated and the other is persistent, I will treat you well for the rest of my life.

Xu Xian and Lianqiao, if he doesn't give up, I will bless him.I have worked hard and given up, and finally bless the people in my heart. When time takes everything away, each side will be safe.

Xiaoqing and Eucommia, one is curious and the other is lonely, but it is the appearance of our first contact with love.

Honggu and Yu Qilang have withstood the big wind and waves. They thought they would be able to love each other until they grow old and live hand in hand, but they were no match for the gossip.

Each branch plot, each completely different love story, directly tells the vast majority of love in the world.

The most intuitive is the impact on the three views of love in Zhongzhou. Couples, lovers, people without courage, and mistakes all have different changes under the enlightenment of The Legend of the White Snake.

Zhongzhou is changing.Under the influence of The Legend of the White Snake, it changed.

Wang Zheng is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people with a brand new image.

Even, in the hearts of many people, Wang Zheng may be the person who understands love the most in the world.And such a romantic person is undoubtedly the idol in the hearts of countless Huaichun girls.Wang Zheng became even more angry.

And this time's popularity and popularity are destined to make him immortal in a different form!

Tens of thousands of years later, maybe Wang Zheng is the Xu Xian in the myth.

(End of this chapter)