For example, one Qiyuan.

At this moment, not far away, a man was standing there, the corner of his clothes that was raised from time to time in the cold was also carrying some clear and astringent things. His black eyes were deep and extremely cruel, but in a moment, his eyes were already thick and silky, and the dust was not smooth.

"Shen Qingci, your life is so great!"

He suddenly curled his lips and smiled. He didn't know which kind of thought he was fainting in his eyes. It was luck, hatred, resentment, or something else. Maybe even he himself didn't know.

When did he want to kill a woman so much, and when would he have the resentment of wanting to be eliminated from the future?

It seems that it is endless, it seems that it is entanglement.

In the carriage, Shen Qingci continued to flip through the travel notes in his hand. Even the familiar aura really existed today. If she asked her now, she would have forgotten it.

Now the only thing that fits into her eyes is this travelogue.

Luo Hengli put down the cup again and leaned half on the carriage, his eyes with a faint smile were always staring at her.

As Shen Qingci sat down, he felt a little sleepy. The carriage was full of hardness and felt uncomfortable no matter how hard it was. The books she was holding attracted her all her mind at this time, and everything in her mind was dissipated one by one, including the person just now.

In fact, from beginning to end, she always remembered the things she had, but her nose was to recognize all kinds of flavors and cut off all kinds of fragrances, and she just remembered that kind of taste.

After turning it over twice, what is linked to such a taste is nothing else, but...

Danger.

However, she is very satisfied with the travel notes in her hand now. Of course, she likes them very much. She still likes them so much that she almost can't bear to let go.

"Is this true?"

She asked Luo Henglu, were these real?

Luo Henglu had naturally read this book, otherwise it would not have been possible to give it to Shen Qingci. He knew that Shen Qingci did not like ghosts and monsters too much, and the one she liked was these travel notes.

"This is written by a lady Wu, and it is also written by words," Luo Henglu sat down and took the teacup on the side.

Shen Qingci sat on one side, like an obedient elementary school student.

Luo Henglu reached out his hand, gently touched her forehead, and took off the hair accessories from her forehead. He could clearly see the red mark above her forehead, which happened to be the center of her eyebrows. If it weren't for her real life, if it weren't for a very hard gem, she might have become a dead person now.

"I'll tell you after I go back."

Why did Shen Qingci feel itchy in his teeth? So he always endured it, thought of nothing, and did nothing, just waiting for the carriage to arrive.

Finally, when she arrived at the mansion, she looked at Luo Hengli with her eyes straight and desperately. What about the story? She won’t tell it? She won’t tell it anymore, she will become a big fat pig.

"You find yourself a comfortable position, it's a long story, are you sure you want to listen to it like this?"

Shen Qingci thought about it, a very long story does require a good posture. Naturally, everyone loves to hear the story. Of course, she is the same. Although she has lived for two lives, there are still many things in this world that she has never seen, walked through, and eaten. And she may not be able to see these things for the rest of her life.

What she can't see with her eyes is to listen with her own ears.

She ran into her house, then ran to the edge of the soft collapse, asked Bai Mei and Sanxi to prepare refreshments, then kicked off their shoes, and then lay on the quilt.

Luo Henglu was a little funny about the posture she found for herself.

Still a little girl.

Shen Qingci hugged the pillow, and was already listening to the story

And she was very curious about the story that Luo Henglu was about to tell.

Because of that travel notes, she has read so many travel notes that she likes the most.

Luo Hengli then picked up the teacup on the table, and in his slightly cold voice, he said every word about this travel notation.

It is said that I don’t know a long time ago, and no one remembers which dynasty or generation it was in, but I know that maybe it was at the very early stage that a Wuling man suddenly entered a paradise.

The Taoyuan people were born to avoid the world, and they heard about each other and lived a peaceful life. It is said that the people here came from the pre-Qin period and avoided war. They also lived here for countless generations. This place is the Taohuayuan that later generations call it.

I heard that they not only have long lost medical skills, but also have many magical weapons and weapons in the pre-Qin period, and some of them have been lost for a long time in this world, and they are even something they have never heard of before.

This Wuling man was a guest in Taoyuan for several years. When he was about to leave that day, he deliberately left many marks on the tree, and he also thought that he would come back one day, but he thought that he wanted to find it again, even if he was looking for the mark at that time, he never found that Peach Blossom Land again in his life.

As for whether there is really a paradise in the world, it may exist, and what exists is the oral statements of generations.

Later, people searched for it, but none of them found it. Later, these three travel notes were written by people from Wuling.

Shen Qingci took the book and placed it on her forehead. If there was really such a place, she would really want to see it.

At this time, the book in her hand was also pulled away, and the light in front of her lit up again. What reflected was the man's unparalleled face. He looked very beautiful. Although he was not as good as a boy or a girl, his eyes were extremely beautiful. Even the shape of his lips was very long. However, there were no traces on the corners of his lips, and he was obviously not a person who loved to laugh too much.

"Go to sleep," Luo Henglu pulled the quilt for her, and then patted her shoulder gently, "Maybe you will dream of that peach blossom land one day."

However, Shen Qingci sighed secretly in his heart.

She not only wants to fall asleep, she really wants to think about her true experience.

What is Peach Blossom Land?

What is a paradise?

She was born in this chaotic world, perhaps she was destined to be a common man for the rest of her life. How could she meet such a good place? How could she see it?

And that night, in her dream, she actually dreamed of the peach blossoms in the first yard. She stretched out her hand and the fragrance of flowers came. Then she opened her eyes, but she met a pair of quiet black eyes.

She smiled, then stretched out her hand, and used to leaning her head against his shoulder.
Chapter completed!