"We? Lord?" He said that they seemed to be a family. Ji Lang took a step back and looked at the portrait and asked, "Who are you?".

The portrait was very close to Ji Lang's face. After looking at it twice, he sighed helplessly, "I just told you, I am your original god! That is to say, you and I are originally one.

You can also say that I am you, do you understand now?".

"I don't understand!" Ji Lang retorted, "Be more detailed...".

"The first guard under the Xingtian War God, Qinglong Zhufeng is me and you, and our Lord..." The portrait explained again, "He is the young Master Tianxing who just entered. How about it? This time I say

Is it clear enough?".

"Lord? Xingtian...God of War?" Ji Lang felt someone tap him on the shoulder. Although the force was not very heavy, he was instantly awakened from his deep sleep. Under the bright moonlight, Lan Tianxing stood up.

Stand in front of him.

"Master, are you back? Oh...is it...my lord?" Ji Lang looked up at Lan Tianxing in confusion, as if he was still immersed in the plot of his dream.

Lan Tianxing smiled and nodded, "Zhufeng, are you back too?".

"Oh...huh? Just now...I was dreaming? But he...is also the person in the dream?" Ji Lang quickly stood up and looked around. Xiang Guang and Rose King were both stuck in the pile of petals, motionless, and did not move.

I don't know if he was injured and comatose or if he fell asleep like him.

The fallen flowers have spread a thick layer of flower mat at the bottom of the pond, and the rich sweet fragrance is very warm and intoxicating. If you fall asleep in such a beautiful atmosphere, even if you dream, it should be a sweet and romantic dream, right?

There was no tombstone, no tomb chamber, and no one very similar to him standing behind him. They were just trapped in this small pond and had a very magical dream.

"Wake them up, we should go back!" Lan Tianxing patted the cave wall next to the flower tree a few times, and the originally narrow entrance closed silently.

The fallen flowers raised by the breeze are still flying all over the sky. Although it is night, it is not dark. The weather is very clear after the rain. A full moon hangs in the sky. The moonlight shines on the treetops and branches, reflecting the flowers flying in the sky.

The white butterfly is more beautiful than the snow butterfly I saw before.

It makes people indulge in it unconsciously, forgetting the noisy world, forgetting where they came from, and forgetting their own existence.

"Tian Xing, you really don't mind that I am..." Before the Rose King could finish his question, Ji Lang's hand was held as soon as he put it on her shoulder, "Tian Xing, we really can...".

"Sister Mei, it's me!" Ji Lang flicked his wrist and reminded, "Do you want to see more clearly before confessing?".

The Rose King was startled by his voice. He opened his eyes and let go, "Why is it you? Where is Tian Xing, has he got anything?".

Ji Lang shook his head. He didn't know and didn't dare to talk nonsense. But looking at the expression on Lan Tianxing's face, it seemed that he had got his wish. Although the eldest young master of the Lan family had a personality, it was difficult to judge from his words and deeds.

Just guessing based on feeling.

Lan Tianxing kept looking up at the full moon in the sky. The silver light and shadow were flowing around him, and the flowers were blown down by the wind. He seemed to be the jade tree in the wind, with dragons and phoenixes swaying.

Qinghui.

The Rose King let out a long sigh. Such a perfect man was destined to pass her by in this life. Her heart was always aching. She would rather stay in the dream she just had and never wake up again.

But she also knew very well that if she was really attached to him and lingered in her dreams, she would have no choice but to be buried with him.

"Tian Xing..." Rose King wanted to hug him and snuggle into his arms, reliving the scene in her dream just now, but after she stretched out her hand, she could only lightly put her hand on his shoulder, "Thing...

Did you get it?".

"Got it!" Lan Tianxing smiled slightly, spreading the five fingers of his right hand. In his palm was a transparent bead, colorless and haloless, reflecting in the bright moonlight like a condensed teardrop.

Neither disperse nor perish!

"This...is the legendary Black Dragon's Tears?" Rose King asked happily. Xiang Guang was having a reunion dinner with his wife and children when he was suddenly woken up and screamed, 'Ah...'.

Lan Tianxing thought he was injured, so he couldn't help but turn his head to look over, and asked with concern, "Senior Brother Xiang, are you feeling better?".

Xiang Guang had just woken up and his thinking was still a little slow, but he replied, "It's okay, it's okay...it's okay...".

Just before Lan Tianxing turned his head, the Rose King suddenly screamed, "Tianxing, beads...". Lan Tianxing was startled and turned around, and his palms were empty.

In the moonlight, water droplets slowly dripped down his fingers. The moment they slid onto the ground, a halo of five-colored glass flashed through the clear light.

Lan Tianxing hurriedly tried to stop his hand and grasp the drop of water, but his hand was empty and there was nothing.

The fallen flowers blown by the wind are still flying all over the sky, floating in the watery night, and they are still so beautiful and beautiful.

Rose King's body shook unbearably a few times in the wind, "Tian Xing, are you... okay?".

Lan Tianxing kept looking down at his palm, which was empty. He knew that the beads were gone. Whether they melted or were blown away by the wind, the reason didn't matter at all. He just couldn't accept this fact.

A very soft lament came from the forest, with a bit of sadness, a bit of sadness, a bit of loneliness, and a bit of prayer. It seemed that the melancholy that had been suppressed for a long time was difficult to relax, and was all hidden in this sigh.

.

"Who?" Jilangren followed the voice, floated forward, drew a golden chain in his palm, and wrapped it around the lamenting shadow. In extraordinary times, he would not tolerate anyone hiding in the dark and pretending to be mysterious.

"Ah... let me go..." Shadow was dragged to Lan Tianxing without any resistance. She was a very young and beautiful girl. Her face and figure were quite familiar, Rufang?

"Rufang?" Rose King rushed over and strangled the girl's pink neck with his fingers, and said angrily, "You are actually hiding here, what kind of conspiracy do you want to play?".

The girl's weak body was trembling all the time, as if she was frightened and unable to resist. Her frightened eyes kept looking at Lan Tianxing, as if she knew him and knew he could save her.

"Sister Mei, let go, she is not Rufang..." Lan Tianxing adjusted the expression on his face, looking softer and normal.

Regardless of whether the accident just now was a human error or someone did it intentionally, he had to accept this fact as quickly as possible, and then he could try his best to remedy the mistake and find another way out.

Ji Lang shook his wrist to close the chain, and then stood behind Lan Tianxing and looked down at his palm. Not only did the chain look golden and valuable, but it was also sharp and unstoppable when it was swept out. How could he suddenly have such a problem?

Such an incredible special function?

So he had reason to suspect that he might still be dreaming.

The Rose King let go of his hand, and the girl seemed to be unstable and was about to fall down. Maybe she thought that Lan Tianxing would definitely reach out to help her, and intentionally leaned towards the direction where he was standing, but she didn't know that there was nothing wrong with her.

The eldest young master of the Lan family, who cared deeply for her, quickly took two steps back to put some distance between him and her, and she fell directly at his feet.

Except for his beloved wife Meng'er, he will not have any unclear contact with any woman. He will feel even more disgusted with such intentional behavior.

The girl seemed aggrieved when she fell at his feet. When she looked up at him, her face was covered with tears, "Since the general still remembers me, he should also know who my snow butterfly flower rain is for...".

‘Snow Butterflies and Rain of Flowers’! Such a fantastically beautiful scenery, if you want to show it in real life, you need to consume most of the soul essence of the caster.

This expression is both euphemistic and resentful, but the meaning is very clear. He is also a nymphomaniac who wants to pester him.

"Hua Ruyu? You are the 'Soul of the Pear Blossom'!" Lan Tianxing asked lightly, "In this valley now, should there be a 'Soul of the Valley'? The one who guided me before was probably not

Are you her?".

"Oh... General..." Hua Ruyu looked up at him with a very weak look in her eyes, the kind of delicate beauty that needs to be pitied and loved. Her hesitant expression also contained a hint of wanting to seek asylum.

pray.

"Oh? Can't you tell me?" Rose King raised her hand and picked up the flowers on the ground like rain. Since Master Lan didn't tell her, she didn't need to show mercy.

Hua Ruyu let out a sweet cry, looked at Lan Tianxing pitifully and begged, "General, save me, I... don't know...".

"Besides you, who else has been here just now?" Lan Tianxing then asked.

"No...no...I didn't see..." Hua Ruyu looked around with frightened eyes from time to time. It was obvious that there were others around. She was afraid to say it out of fear. If Lan Tianxing was willing to protect

Only for her safety can she tell the truth.

Ji Lang had been standing beside Lan Tianxing. The chain in his hand suddenly swept backwards in parallel, and the falling flowers rose into the sky like snow waves. The golden sharp edges hidden in the chaotic petals then split out, and the snow-colored remains
Chapter completed!