A lake of water rippled shallowly, and under his gaze, her eyes were hazy. Pen % Fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info - Inscription

Through the damp and warm mist, in the clear water visible in the swamp, a huge ancient vine was printed, and some shiny spikes sparsely grew on the thick brown branches. With these weapons, crisscrossing the swamp to the invisible distance, seemingly dangerous things, but under the rendering of soft colors, reveal a light and sad color. On top of it, a transparent city was built. That is,

Here in the city.

It is the central city of the Falling Sky Valley established by Scatter.

There are only some clear and sparse lines, like a few strokes, and vaguely, you can still see its outline. The mirror surface is general, reflecting all the scenery around the body, how can not distinguish between the virtual and the real, and like the water surface, the light blue petals fall on it, it will raise the shallow water, and the petals, will fall into the room through the "water surface", but how can not see the indoor landscape.

In "Here", the figure of a teenager is reflected on the transparent wall.

A pair of shiny black leather boots walked on the absolutely smooth road with a light step like a dragonfly. And every step of the fall is just like a dragonfly touching the water, cooling up the shallow water, rippling in the wind.

The young man's long black hair, casually draped over his shoulders, a delicate V-shaped face, a pair of eyes that are easily reminiscent of stars, and soft purple pupils like amber are colors that the painter cannot render in any way.

A black shawl with a collar, where his collarbone was, tied with a dark purple bow. Under the shawl, there is a purple waist-cinching garment that resembles a shirt, and at the corners of the garment, a purple hem that reaches to the knees. Wearing a pair of straight black trousers, it is inevitable that people will be reminiscent of generals, lieutenants, knights and the like, especially the long hair behind him, giving people the illusion of dominance. Under the reflection of thousands of walls, it is long impossible to distinguish between virtual and real.

The heroic young man finally stopped in front of a palace, and for a long time, he didn't move.

I saw that his unruly eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and a sadness was wrapped around his good-looking eyebrows like vines, and the sword-like sharpness was sharpened, and those eyes also lost the light of Fang Cai, it seemed that the demeanor of the Shura clan, which once dominated the Shura clan, had really become a former as others said. He is like a weathered eagle, vicissitudes and loneliness.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally dodged and disappeared into this hall.

In the center of the hall is a pond with seven or eight water lilies blooming in small pools. On the wall, you can see the scenery of every land here, even the swamp under the city, and the wall here is also connected to those scenes, and through the wall, you will come to the real place of all the pictures on the wall. Skirting the small pond and passing through the wall with a forest of pear blossoms, you will come to a scattered dwelling. Her home, a place outside of the city, is called, "Pear Blossom Trail".

Similar to the style of a house unique to Japan, this house is made of "water", with ethereal tree branches reflected on it, and falling flowers fluttering and swaying in the air.

There was a gauze tent fluttering in the wind in the room, and the long dark blue hair dragged to the ground, standing in front of a mirror with the words "Wind Valley" faintly appearing on the mirror. Chen Che was hanging beside her, hearing the sound of footsteps, Chen Che looked back, and when he saw the person coming, he was stunned for a moment, and then saluted, "Patriarch Yaochi." Seemingly not very happy about his arrival, Chen Che couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Yao Chi is the patriarch of the Shura clan. After Scattered established the Valley of the Falling Heavens, he was placed in this castle along with the empty feather.

"Scattered," he said. There seemed to be an incomprehensible bitterness that tightly wrapped his voice, and it was filled with an indescribable sadness.

Scatter turned his head, his dark blue eyes were hazy, huh? Scatter replied like this, but found that he didn't even have the strength to speak, and he didn't hear his own voice for a long time. Between the eyes, a layer of ethereal fog was unconsciously separated.

Yao Chi couldn't hear her response, and a trace of loss inevitably crossed his eyes, and the words full of stomach were originally blocked in his throat and uncomfortable, but he swallowed it back at this moment. She didn't even give me a response, so there was no need to say those words to her! Even he didn't realize how much bitterness and loneliness was filled in that smile.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, his nose was sore, and he almost burst into tears. She didn't know why. How could he be sad because he didn't speak, but she ignored it, and she never left him a word.