Like a long dragon winding to the end of the sky, in the sky, a little bit of red luster like a rose, dotted the heaven and earth here, and also reflected the things here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The blue lines of the info end here, and are replaced by crimson outlines, criss-crossed, moving out of the uncertain ground, and the huge gears glow with an indescribable chill under that strange luster, and the illusory tones come from a symphony from different directions, a melody as cold and wet as flowing water.

Ancient rose vines, loosely woven and intertwined, form a magnificent and dangerous noble royal chair. On the king's chair, three or four bewitching roses bloomed irregularly.

With his back to Scatter, a teenager wearing a pitch-black magic hat sat lazily on it. The brim of the magic hat was wrapped around a tiny, barbed vine, and two Blood Roses bloomed. The edges of a meticulous dark red one-piece batsuit were loosely folded on both sides of him, and the thin and long legs, one casually stepped on the vines in front of him, and the other bent a large margin, stepping on the edge of the king's chair, seemingly indecent movements, but everywhere revealing an extraordinary kingly temperament.

Zero didn't speak, just walked to a place just two meters away from the boy and hung his head. But the long hair spread all over the floor. In the depths of the bright pupils, there is an undisguised tension everywhere. Lingluo knows that when he left the alley, he had angered his father, although he didn't know the reason, but he couldn't get rid of her, and if he didn't say some good things, he would definitely not be able to get by.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that her little thoughts, and how could she hide Mu Ziyi's eyes?

The king's chair turned, and the young man raised his seemingly heavy eyelids, revealing a pair of deep dream-like eyes, and a handsome face, with uncertain lines. The young one was like fifteen or sixteen years old, but who would have thought that he was already a father with a daughter of three hundred and nineteen years old. The thin crimson lips rose slightly, and a sarcastic smile was pulled, "Aren't you going to say 'good things'?

The scattered body trembled obviously, and the "......" was the "mental technique"!

"No, anyone who has made a life and death pact with the wheel of fate will. Mu Ziyi's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the scattered and unfathomable, "Meet, you may not have disappointed your father too much, just a 'lonely alley' will trap you for five days and five nights." Mu Ziyi's lips didn't move, and his voice went first, all revealing bewitchment. I only feel a headache. It's my nickname.,I heard.,It's my mother.,It should be Mizuki Kiyoshi!

"......" licked his dry lips, feeling a little ashamed of his father, it turned out that he was disappointed, so he was so angry.

At this moment, Zero didn't know how to explain the purpose of his visit.

Mu Ziyi raised her eyebrows, and the king chair held up by the vines, under the traction of the vines, approached the scattered, from the original two meters, to the current two centimeters, and the slender and slender fingers hooked her chin and forced her to raise her head.

Only then did I find out that there was a very old rose here, to say the least, for 10,000 years. Even so, it's still alive and well. Rose's huge root system was undisguised in front of her. It's just that at this moment, she doesn't care about enjoying the scenery here.

Mu Ziyi looked down at his daughter, and in an instant, the figure in his heart coincided with it, making him unable to tell which one was her and which one was his daughter. evoked a smile, and couldn't help but call her name, but before he spoke, his voice was blurred, and an imperceptible loneliness flashed in his eyes, and he hadn't spoken with his mouth for many years, and his voice was hoarse and couldn't make a sound......