Su Zhen stared at those strange yet familiar pictures unfolding in her mind one by one. As past memories unfolded before her eyes, those blank fragments were gradually filled with color.
Watching her and Chu Moxuan go from hatred and hostility to each other, to gradually accepting each other, and seeing each other's racial changes, Su Zhen was amazed again and again.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Su Zhen would never believe it now.
I remember that time...
The vast expanse of sea is sparkling, and the water and sky are one color. The hazy orange sunset shines on the originally blue sea, sometimes light and sometimes thick.
The waves blown by the wind were hitting the rocks. On one of the relatively flat rocks, a man wearing a silver and purple robe and a man wearing a black robe embroidered with golden dragon patterns sat cross-legged facing each other.
There is a chessboard placed between them. The chessboards are clearly distinct and evenly matched.
The man on the left always has an evil smile on his lips, and with his lowered eyes, the aura of a king leaking out from his side is completely natural.
His facial features are enchanting and handsome, and his pair of pure purple fox eyes are charming and charming. The ends of his eyes are upturned, and the startling glance is breathtaking. The two furry silver ears on the top of his head are upturned. You can tell at a glance, and they feel sure to touch.
Excellent.
His skin is fair and delicate, which no woman can match. He is so beautiful, but there is no trace of femininity in him.
Most of the silver hair is spread behind her back, with a few strands hooked up from both sides, and loosely tied back with purple and silver hair accessories.
He raised his brows from time to time, with an evil smile in his eyes.
But when his slender fingers held the chess piece polished from ink-colored shells, his whole body aura suddenly changed. He was obviously a demon fox, and he was obviously a demon emperor who was feared by the six realms, but at this moment, he was showing off a wind and light cloud.
A faint attitude of banishing immortals.
If the man opposite him was compared with the human race, he would have reached the age of forty. His appearance was somewhat elegant, and his eyes were shining.
Thick and fluffy frost-blue slightly curly hair only reaches her shoulders, sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, square cheeks, deep facial features, and ice crystals faintly visible in her azure eyes.
On a rock not far from them, a woman in white and a scholar in green were sitting lazily, back to back.
The former's eyes were lightly closed, her hand held the white jade in front of her lips, and the clear and melodious sound of the xun slowly came out. Her tranquil and peaceful appearance was unbelievable. Wherever she appeared, monsters and beasts would hear the wind and flee.
The man behind her was drinking from a bottle of wine, his eyes lowered and smiling, as if his eyes were filled with stars.
The rich and pure aroma of wine overflowed all over his body. As he raised his head to drink wine gracefully, the transparent wine flowed along his perfectly curved chin, then through his delicate collarbone, and then flowed into his half-open clothes.
The drunken man turned his head and listened to the ethereal and elegant sound of the xun behind him. He half-squinted his eyes and looked at the opposite side with blurred eyes...
The woman in scarlet clothes stands on tiptoe on a palm-sized rock, dancing in the wind in time with the sound of the woman in white clothes.
At the same time, what came to their ears was the singing voice that the world coveted.
Her body seems to be weak and boneless, and her dancing posture is light and elegant, combining hardness and softness at a uniform speed. Every dance step is in perfect rhythm with the Xun song. When she flies into the air, her red gauze cloak catches the wind and follows it.
Completely accepting.
The scarlet gauze clothes and skirts move with the wind, and the frost-pink hair strands brush against the cheeks. The rhythm is comfortable but not slow, tight but not chaotic. There is stillness in the movement, and there is movement in the stillness.
The setting sun chases the waves and makes waves, singing softly and talking happily.
The woman's movements are unpredictable, confusing, dynamic, dynamic, and soul-like. Her movements in one go are breathtaking.
It was obviously the first time for the two of them to collaborate, but they had an indescribable resonance.
The woman in scarlet clothes stopped singing, and following the song, she suddenly tapped the rocks under her feet with her toes, soared into the air, stretched her graceful curved figure, flipped several times in the air from bottom to top, and then floated into the air to dance.
Suddenly, she turned around and plunged from top to bottom towards the sea. The sea water flowed leisurely, and the splashes fell on the woman in white. There was no sullen look in her eyes, her expression was leisurely, and there was something in her eyes.
Full of smiles.
With a "crash" sound, the woman in scarlet clothes emerged from the water again, crystal water drops dripping down her hair and cheeks. The original slender legs turned into a gradient crimson fish tail, and a pair of orange glazed eyes
With a charming smile.
It flapped its pink-orange wings and flew up. When it came out of the water, the falling water drops seemed to be glowing with orange luster, like crystal beads, falling back into the water with a "cracking" sound.
The ambiguous brilliance of the moment merged with the sea water again.
The woman smiled coldly, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water reflecting the setting sun. She flapped her wings, and after a few breaths, the water stains on her hair and wings quickly evaporated. On the gradient fish tail of her lower body, the layers of scales reflected
Gorgeous shimmer.
The woman smiled sweetly, and after flying several times in the air, she quickly landed in the direction of the woman in white.
The two had a tacit understanding, and when You Shui was about to fly past Jin Se, their eyes met and they smiled knowingly.
Jinse stopped playing, took the hand handed by You Shui, tapped the rock under her body with her toes, and the two flew into the air together.
When Jin Se stood up, the drunk Jiang Wen didn't pay attention for a moment. He lost his center of gravity and naturally fell backward. At the same time, the wine bottle also broke away from his hand and was thrown into the air in an arc. Fortunately,
He reacted quickly. Just when his body was about to hit him, he lay on his side and supported the stone surface with his right arm.
His right hand lazily supported his head, and the other hand stretched out a finger to touch the bottom of the wine bottle that was about to fall. After the wine bottle spun a few times on his fingertips, it fell steadily back into the palm of his hand.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the two women flying wantonly in the air, and then drank by himself.
They seemed to still have something to say, and seemed to regret meeting each other too late. When the sound of the xun started playing again, You Shui sang and danced again.
The sky is frozen and the moon is waning, I am thinking about my memories at dusk. I am confused and wandering, and the returning wild geese bear their sorrow.
Chu Moxuan raised his eyes inadvertently, and his whole body and mind fell on the body in white clothes. There were shallow ripples in Wuhen's eyes.
Drop the son from your hand at will, and the victory or defeat is determined.
With a charming smile, a piece of peach blossom paper suddenly appeared on the chessboard. With his pen, he described the face of Qingcheng, the confusion of life and death, and the song was as unforgettable as ever.
After staring at the woman on the peach blossom note for a long time, she suddenly smiled and said, "Wuwang, you accepted the human race's demon master as your adopted sister. Even your own wife was attracted by her. Do you regret it?"
Wuwu glanced at him sideways, laughed twice, and asked ambiguously, "Your Majesty, do you know why the most tragic things in the world are?"
"It's time for reincarnation." This chapter has been completed!