Xuanyuan Yu shook his head, took a few steps forward, and walked around behind Ling Luo. His eyes fell on her long hair, which was like a piece of hair. He stretched out a hand and stroked it gently.
"It has grown about an inch in length. When I looked at it suddenly, a silver-white holy light appeared on the surface."
"ah?"
Ling Luo held the strand of long hair in her hand and looked at it over and over, with doubts between her brows. "It has grown a little bit longer, but it has not turned white. It is still black. My hair is very thin."
OK."
Xuanyuan Yu took a deep breath and explained: "When you look at it alone, it is indeed black, but when it is put together many times, there is indeed a silvery white light emitting. If you don't believe me, ask Ye Ling."
Hearing what her husband said, Ling Luo cast a questioning look at Ye Ling.
The corners of Qingcheng Ye Ling's lips curled up slightly, and she gave Ling Luo an affirmative look, then nodded lightly.
Ling Luo couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and said frustratedly: "Is it because I'm old and my hair is turning gray?"
"Xiaoluo is already an immortal from the third level of heaven and has lived for at least two years. How can he grow old?"
Ling Luo became more and more confused and asked: "Then how could such a change happen?"
Xuanyuan Yu came back and stood in front of his beloved wife. He stared at his beloved wife's beautiful face with his black eyes like black holes. He stretched out a hand, gently caressed her outline and said: "
The facial features seem...to be deeper than before. At first glance, there is no change, but if you look closely, you will find that she is much more beautiful than before."
"Yes." Qingcheng Yeling affirmed, "Xiaoluo, you are becoming more and more like Mansha."
"Like Mansha?" Ling Luo's eyes suddenly widened.
It seemed like it was a little hard to accept for a while.
She had already accepted that she was the reincarnation of Mansha, but——
"Don't we look exactly the same as Mansha? What do we mean we are becoming more and more similar?"
Qingcheng Yeling replied: "As the saying goes, appearance comes from the heart. The same appearance can show completely different styles. Mansha is the most perfect woman created by the Lord God back then. She must be the goddess of heaven, earth, gods and demons.
The most beautiful woman in the world, no one can rival her."
Ling Luo frowned slightly, looking like she still didn't understand.
"Well, let me give you an example."
Qingcheng Yeling's eyes wandered around the yard, and finally landed on two pots of lilies of the valley.
She raised her hands, and two pots of lily of the valley flowers appeared in her hands.
"Look at these two lilies of the valley. They are both two feet tall. They have one main stem and three side stems. There are five leaves on the side stems, and there is a lily of the valley flower at the top."
"However, the one on the left is bathed in the moonlight all day long, while the one on the right lives in the shadows all day long. One is full of youth, while the other is withered and fallen."
The two pots of lily of the valley flowers in Qingcheng Ye Ling's hands disappeared. A pair of dark red eyes stared at Ling Luo, and his voice was full of confusion, "You are you now, but you are not you. In other words, you are looking towards another person."
You're overdoing it."
Ling Luo looked in vain.
In a pair of beautiful eyes, two completely different lilies of the valley appeared, rippling in circles.
She seemed to understand, but she didn't seem to understand.
Qingcheng Yeling's eyes shifted from Ling Luo to Xuanyuan Yu, and said: "It's the same with Xuanyuan. You are you now, but you are not you. In other words, you are imagining another you and you are overdoing it."