It is better to teach him how to fish than to teach him. Only when she truly knows how to resist and learns to rely on herself can she be truly good to her.
Yao Yu shed tears and nodded.
Luo Xing'er knew that she couldn't accept it for a moment, so she patted her head and left without comforting her.
As night fell, she returned to her room, took a comfortable bath, and wanted to sleep.
When she lay on the bed, the room where the lights were completely turned off was quiet.
She didn't like lighting a dark light like the people here, which made the room hazy and completely dark, which made her feel safe.
She closed her eyes and lay quietly, abandoning the distracting thoughts in her heart, and slowly falling asleep.
This dream is an extremely strange dream.
She walked along a desolate road that had been desolate for thousands of years, constantly moving forward in a forest that covered the sky and the sun. She clearly didn't know where she should go, and didn't know why she was going for the purpose.
But she still kept walking, never stopping.
It seemed as if a person was calling her voice in a deep voice in a certain direction or somewhere, and asked her to go there!
But she did not resist this strange feeling and moved forward all the way.
Gradually the towering tree in front of me disappeared, and a place as beautiful as a fairyland appeared.
There are green grass everywhere, a blue wave like the sea, grass is growing everywhere, warblers are flying everywhere, fresh wild flowers are blooming freely, and the spring is as bright as a painting.
Surrounded by the grass in the distance, there is a deep blue lake as blue as a mirror, with a bottomless blue color, like a touch of blue feather floating in the green grass.
There is a beautifully carved ice platform in the middle of the lake, which is in the shape of a snow lotus. It stands proudly on the lake and will never fall, like a piece of floating ice.
To Luo Xing'er's surprise, she saw two young men sitting leaning on the ground playing chess on the lotus platform.
It seemed that the distance was not far, and she couldn't see them clearly. She just felt that she could see their figure in a hazy way, but she couldn't see her face clearly. It was very strange.
A white dress is better than snow, with black hair as flowing water, covered with black jade. She is obviously like an immortal, but her body is filled with a dark aura of evil spirits, which makes people dare not look at her.
The other one, red clothes are as blood, silver hair is as frost, and moonlight condenses in her hair, which is particularly gorgeous. Although she can't see clearly, she vaguely feels the red divine mark that flashes across his forehead.
They each hold a single son and use the chessboard as the world. Every move makes the world change.
Luo Xing'er suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head. The divine pattern felt a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it.
But she had to think about it hard, and she always felt that this mark made her care.
It seems to imply an important thing.
But the harder she worked, she felt like she was burning and burning, as if her soul would be burned to death.
As the flames of despair were burning, a cold suddenly poured in from her forehead, extinguishing the fire in her body.
Luo Xing'er suddenly escaped from the strange dream and opened her eyes suddenly, but saw someone in the darkness in front of her. She pointed out her hand, and without any mercy, a golden thread quickly wrapped around the person's throat.
"You just want to kill me that way?" The visitor's voice was gentle and elegant, but with a faint anger of depression.
Luo Xing'er gasped. When she realized it, her fingers could not help but withdraw the golden silk. She sat up and smelled the scent of flowers at her nose, which was intoxicating and weird.