you're heart to me, unhappy

Xiao Mei picked up his head, open eyes as bright as a youthful of the child, looked a long while Weiming Yuan, said: "You, you're the last two years in the martial arts legend, 'Ghost Valley' in man 'ghost' of the transmission of it?"Weiming Yuan said: "Hsiao guess the girl is."Xuan Xiao Mei eyebrows a little, strange: "That 'ghost', not to say that with transmission after they follow his beloved wife in heaven, why they suddenly appeared in the Dongting Lake on?"Weiming Yuan Xiao know the time to the late Mae man. Should be the only ambiguity. Xiao Mei is how bright girl, naturally understand the twists and turns as otherwise, it is no longer going to ask.Each channel in the lake two names, sections talk about deep, Weiming Yuan head is not allowed to hurt the teacher thought, "Xuehaishuangxiong" Fu Chou also reported difficulty is tantamount to the heart is very depressed, burdened hands. Tread in the lake a few steps, looking at the vast lake, lengthened sound whisper said:"If the waves had not been arbitrary mountain stream, still water without wave is not temporary stay, Qiuqiu the dusk by the lake, sent in Yifan Zhou chest worry!"Chirping just graduated, I saw on the lake, a boat, flying may also wish to disease, swept towards the shore, offshore thirty feet, a shadow, already waiting to fly, landed on the shore.Weiming Yuan quickly greeted, cried: "Master!"Xiao Mei is the man reputed to know martial arts, though the last decade, he works in the "ghost valley", but mention his name, still can not help but the mere mention of the "ghost" to the busy line for a ceremony, said: "Today I met the older generation, whose son is actually the lucky!"Looked up, surprised to find "ghost" plane, covered with a layer of black gauze, stay for heart is.Only to hear the "phantom" channel: "Mingyuan, you're heart to me, unhappy?"