Chapter 482 Morning Dew and Tea Floating

  Others only saw the dancing sparrow shadow, but she saw scenes of memories stored in ancient fans.

  He was once the top master craftsman on the mainland, with superb skills.

  He can create extremely sharp swords, can also make the most exquisite jewelry, and can also build ingenious palaces.

  His hands are called the hands of gods.

  And he also got a good reputation, the master craftsman.

  This is the greatest affirmation of his skills, and it is also an extremely high honor.

  He had a very happy life, but he was also satisfied with creating all kinds of exquisite objects.

  However, that day, he met her.

  It was a young girl in a purple cloud lotus dress. She had a pair of transparent eyes, like dewdrops on a lotus leaf, so bright that he could not look directly.

  The first time he saw such a woman, she was fresh and clean, and warm as spring. She obviously looked so kind, but she was like a cloud on the horizon, which was far away.

  She has the nobility like a phoenix, and she has an atmosphere that can tolerate everything.

  The first time he saw her, he would never forget her again.

   "Whatever you want, I can make it for you."

  He knows that all those who come to his Blue Sea Feather Cliff are asking for a treasure.

  She is no exception.

  But she looked at him, shook her head lightly, and said in a beautiful voice, "No, you can't do what I want."

  Her words did not mean to belittle, but she spoke her inner thoughts very seriously.

   Even if it was negative, it didn't make him feel uncomfortable.

   "There is nothing in this world that I can't do."

  He is extremely confident.

   "Of course there is, an artifact, can you do it?"

  She blinked and asked with a smile.

"I can!"

  He said without admitting defeat.

   "I can definitely make what you want."

"Then I wait for you."

  When she saw him so confident, she smiled and nodded.

  Since that day, he has traveled all over the sky with her, just looking for the rare materials needed to build the artifact.

  In the days with her, he fell in love with this girl deeply.

  But he also learned of her identity, an existence beyond his reach.

  He consciously cannot match her, but he wants to give her a gift.

  He likes to listen to her singing, her singing is the most beautiful voice in his memory.

  The first song she sang for him, he treasured it carefully.

  She likes to watch him dance, saying that he dances very well, so he dances to her from time to time.

  Only later, he saw her less and less time.

  Until that day, he cast all the materials into a peacock fan, but he could not become a divine tool.

  She said that there is no way to become a **** without an object.

  He has been unable to find a suitable tool spirit. When he learned that she was in distress, he voluntarily turned into a tool spirit and became a magic weapon, and rushed to find her.

  However, he only saw her for the last time.

   "See you in the next life."

  Count down how many sunrises and sunsets have passed, and how many haze and flowing clouds have been stared at.

  He crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and came to her, like a lotus, blooming quietly, at that moment, a ray of fragrance, a heart fragrance, fetters for a lifetime.

  "We met in the past life, and in this life I am waiting, you are looking for it, and finally, you arrived as promised, and we met each other.

  May you Changan forever, like flowers, like brocades, and jade beauty.

  May you live in peace and quiet, with paper tents and plum fragrance, and you will not grow old in dreams.

  Wish you all the best, the piano emblem and silk string are not separated.

  May you have no worries, morning dew, tea, and life. "

  He looked at her with a smile, the words and sentences clearly in his ears.

  (End of this chapter)