Jiang Shangxian

It's rainy and foggy in Fuzhou, and the sky is nowhere to be seen. Brahma City is often wrapped in fog, and almost nine out of ten days are foggy. Take a boat ride in the mist and sing quietly. Most people in the city are engaged in fishing, and people often hear singing on the river in foggy days. When I wanted to ask who it was, a blue shirt appeared floating in the air. But all they can see is a hazy shadow, which often disappears in an instant. The long sleeves are like light clouds, and the clothes are dancing in the wind. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she looked back with a smile. The figure behind the mist is graceful, coming and going quietly. Breaking through the mist, there were only two people actively looking for her. Feeling joyful in the heaven and earth, like a fairy on the river. Some people believe that Jiang Shangxian really exists, while others think it is just an illusion. Ye Mingqiu, the taciturn new generation swordsman of Qingming Sect, also became superstitious and desperately searched for Jiang Shangxian. Even made a deal to work as a cow and a horse for the fairy? "The wood has no heart, but you have the heart." Under the fireworks, she said, wearing a blue dress. And is he doing it for business or from his heart? It wasn't until the fog dissipated that he could clearly see the shadow deep in his heart. But at this time, there was no more Jiangshangxian in Mingjiang.