Three middle-aged men approach the goddess step by step.
The goddess frowned slightly, sat on the bench without moving at all, and a cluster of fire lit up in the palm of her palm.
"Little slut, please accompany me to be so enchanting. Women like you all believe in their nobleness. In fact, once you take off your clothes and lie down on the bed, you are more miserable than anyone else."
The three of them were obscene, their eyes were slutty, and they laughed.
The goddess closed her eyes, and the flames in her palm became hotter.
Soon, three middle-aged men appeared in the direction of the three tripods and surrounded the goddess.
The girl in the tavern looked at the goddess thoughtfully, and a dark purple light flashed in her eyes.
Just as the three of them were trying to capture the goddess, green lights flashed, and countless green lotus split the three of them.
I immediately saw that the living person turned into a few wisps of blue smoke disappeared in the night covered by the sky lanterns.
The goddess suddenly turned her head and looked at the drunk Dongling Cod woke up at some point, with a blank expression on her face, cruel and cruel, as if she had been born for murder, looking indifferently at the direction where the three people's bodies disappeared.
The goddess was very moved and her eyes turned red.
"Brother..." The goddess murmured softly, stretching out her hand toward Dongling Cod. When she was about to walk towards Dongling Cod, she slammed, Dongling Cod fell to the ground and fell asleep again. Everything just now was like
It has never appeared.
The goddess opened her mouth, wanted to speak but stopped, and finally smiled helplessly.
She sat beside Dongling Cod, looked at the girl, and said, "Boss, do you have any wine?"
"Shouldn't a girl have a glass of wine that can be forgotten?" said the girl from the tavern.
"That's a bar?"
"The strongest wine in the world is nothing but love." The girl's voice was clear and without any warmth.
"If you don't have a good wine, you can take your brother home." The goddess smiled bitterly. She thought that with her temperament, she would never do such a thing.
It turns out that she will also protect her silently without asking for anything in return.
It was quiet inside and outside the tavern, and laughter and joy of men and women on the long street came from afar, chasing and fighting.
The lotus lanterns on the Shenyue River have a faint fragrance, mixed with the slightly wet smell of river water, coming from afar.
Although the tavern is shabby, it is clean and refreshing. It is a little dim when you look at it.
After a long time, the girl from the tavern served a jar of wine.
"What kind of wine is this?" asked the goddess.
"Wine bitterly, lovely trees, buried in the tree of bitterly lovesickness, and only after a pot of water has been obtained. Today I am lucky to give it to the girl." The voice of the girl in the tavern was no longer cold and cold, with a little charm.
The goddess raised her head and drank: "What a good wine."
"Is it bitter?"
"Thought." The goddess smiled.
The girl from the tavern suddenly sneered and said, "It's just a pot of cold boiled water. What's bitter is not wine, but the girl's heart."
The goddess held the wine jar and drank so hard, and suddenly froze. She turned back to the tavern girl mechanically, and a drop of crystal tears flowed from the end of her silver pupils' eyes.
Is it boiled water?
Why, so painful?
Is her heart bitter?
The goddess was in a state of despair and looked as if she was ashamed. She had already cut off the two tendons of the Divine Moon and wanted to resolve the internal affairs of the world. But how could she cut off the infatuation barrier in the world?
The girl in the tavern sat on the windowsill and looked at the goddess, her eyes were faint, three-pointed and seven-pointed indifference.
"Have you heard of the Dream Clan?" said the girl in the tavern.
The goddess frowned: "Dream Clan? The Dream Clan that was washed away by millions of creatures due to the Thousand Poisons Plague?"
A smile rose under the mask of the girl in the tavern: "That's it."
"The boss lady is very interested in the dream clan?" The goddess only felt strange. She thought the boss lady in the tavern would be a woman who had experienced vicissitudes, but her voice was so young.
"The Dream Clan is born for humans and die for humans. The Dream Clan was once called the fairyland outside the clan, and is also known as Penglai." The girl said softly: "Thousand poison plague, not natural plague, is a person with a heart.
The people of the Deep Poison. Dream Clan have a pair of silver pupils. Their lives are not born from humans, or are born from water, or are nourished by mountains and rocks, or are touched by wind. The Dream Clan is always dark,
They are born and spend two-thirds of their time resting every day. During the rest, they will dream. The dream is called the dwelling dream. The person associated with their lives is called the dwelling one.
.The dreams you have made are all the future of the person you are living in. Therefore, it is not a dream, it is a prophecy."
The breeze is light and the night is cool, and the fire of the sky lanterns is getting dimmer and dimmer.
The river flows, the lotus lanterns drift, colliding with each other on the water surface.
Only the tender and clear voice of the girl sounded.
The goddess frowned, wondering why the tavern girl told her all this.
Dream Clan, there is such a secret?
When the goddess occasionally hears people talking about the dream clan, it is the extermination of the clan.
Silver Pupil...
The goddess lowered her eyes and covered her silver pupils.
"Two guests, sorry, the tavern is closed."
The girl in the tavern closed the window and closed the door, and the surroundings of the tavern were silent.
The goddess helped Dongling Cod back to Chiyan Mansion, but her mind was full of what the pub girl said.
Thousand poison plague is not a natural plague, but a deliberate person to develop it. Why did anyone develop such a terrible thing?
After the goddess and the two of Dongling Cod left, a wisp of purple smoke appeared, and the girl from the tavern appeared.
He raised his slender jade hand slightly, took the mask that covered his face, revealing a beautiful face.
Yes...Mo Worry...
A carriage came slowly from the dark clouds by the moon and from the red lights of thousands of sky lanterns.
The carriage was parked in front of the tavern, and an old man with frosty eyebrows and snow on his back was sitting on the carriage.
"It's time to leave." said the old man.
Mo You's beautiful eyes filled with tears: "The Thousand Poisons Plague is about to reappear."
"The things in the world are all a cycle of reincarnation, don't be afraid." The old man comforted softly.
Tears were like beads with broken threads, surging down.
"I had a dream. I dreamed that she was punished by God. I repeat this dream every day. I can't do anything about it." Mo You bit his lower lip lightly.
"Don't cry, everything will be fine."
"What if it doesn't get better?"
The old man was silent for a long time, and then he said helplessly: "The world will be in chaos..."
"don't want……"
Mo You retreated one after another, refused to get on the carriage, and rushed out like crazy.
She was on the roof of an attic beside the Shenyue River, looking at Qingge by the river from afar.
She still remembers that a few years ago, on the dark and dark street, she said the first thing she said to her.
Look, that is her dweller, the origin of her life and the end of her soul.
"Hey!"
He patted Mo You's shoulder with one hand. Mo You looked back and Jiuci grinned and smiled at her.
Seeing the girl turn around and see Mo You's face, Jiu Ci was stunned.
Could it be that he had hallucinations?
He actually saw Xiao Moyou in Shenyue?
Jiuci pinched Mo You's face hard, and the force was so strong that it seemed to face the enemy.
Mo You felt pain when he pinched it, took a step back, staring at Jiu Ci hard: "Jiu Ci!" He shouted coldly.
"It will hurt, not a dream!" Jiuci excitedly picked up Mo You and threw Mo You into the Shenyue River: "Tsk, don't want to lie to me, it must be an illusion. Want to lie to me? Tell me, I want to lie to you,
No way! What monsters and monsters are worthy of being my little Moyou?" (To be continued)