[[[CP|W:565|H:500|A:L|U:http://file2.qidian.com/chapters/20132/27/2612788634975961976496250385528.jpg]]] Black, black again, Shisu seems to have returned to the black space after falling into the water in her previous life, the difference is that there is no murmur of relatives here, there is no call from her mother, Shisu is waiting in this empty black space, no matter where she goes, there is no difference, she can only wait, in this world without sound and light, Zisu can't feel the passage of time, gently close her eyes, she can't help but wonder if she will open her eyes and appear in the soul sea again in the whirlpool. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Oh, it's just delusion!

It's more likely that she'll dissipate here, the silent darkness can make people go crazy, and she can feel the fear, loneliness, loneliness, and helplessness in her heart......

Despair grew slowly in her heart, and when they exploded, it was time for her to be destroyed.

Shiso's eyes were closed, and an illusion of the past and present lives appeared. She saw her mother's loving and gentle face, and also saw the last affection in her mother's eyes; she saw the warmth and harmony of their family of three in the past, and she also saw her own messy expectation of laying out the house by herself, and heard her parents' nagging; she saw her father's love for her and her wayward tolerance, and also saw her father's evasive eyes when the woman said that she was a disaster; she saw her grandmother's love for her in every way, and she also saw the peaceful smile and the ardent expectation in her eyes when she left; she saw her aunt, uncle, aunt, Aunt..... The cheerful girl who enjoyed all the pampering also saw the girl who was accused and abused by everyone and secretly ridiculed with a layer of gray around her...... She saw the pampering eyes of her parents in this life, and she also saw the mocking and disdainful eyes of others......

She saw many, many ...... There are those she loves, there are those she once feared, there are those she loathed, and there are her ...... There are all kinds of life, all kinds of expressions, and all kinds of tastes are transformed in front of you and circulated in your heart.

All this is just her delusion, she regretted and hated her willfulness in her previous life for causing her mother to die, complained about her father's acquiescence after leaving at that time, she thanked her mother and father for loving and caring for her in this life, and hated and hated others' sneering and calculating of her mother and father......

Hehe, in fact, what is she not satisfied with. Before the reincarnation, she saw her mother and Uncle Mo, and saw their smiles, which was much better than the ending she had estimated, wasn't it? Cutting off the grievances and entanglements in the previous life, they would be fine, wouldn't they? In this life, although the mixed yuan spirit root made her helpless, tangled, and even a little hateful, she would have enough strength to protect her family, wouldn't she? What else did she need to cling to?

Hehe, let go, let go of the obsessions, delusions, and greed formed in your heart due to your own random speculation.

Shiso, who had his eyes closed, slowly showed a smile on his face, clean and gentle like a spring breeze that melted rain, with a mysterious power that washed people's hearts.

The five people who were always watching the children on the node saw the smile on Shisu's face, and their hearts were stunned, as if some obsessions, delusions, and greed that even they didn't know had been washed away. They found that although they still earnestly hoped that a few more good seedlings would appear in this enlightenment, they no longer insisted on influencing their judgment. The three Supreme Elders had approval in their eyes, and nodded secretly in their hearts, feeling a little more grateful to Zisu and a little more recognized.

Luan Ziyi also slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the baby will be safer in the family in the future, and it will be easier to live in the future...

It was still dark all around, but Shiso heard the sound of bubbling water, which flowed slowly and slowly, a small stream of water bubbling in the darkness.

Shiso walked in the darkness listening to the sound of the water flowing, perhaps for a short time or for a long time, Shiso saw a faint red light in the darkness ahead.

There were some familiar veins, the blood spread in them, the bloody liquid made her feel a touch of familiarity and familiarity, there seemed to be a strange connection between those blood and her, was this her blood?

The blood spread slowly, slowly barely visible, and the blood gurgled on the red veins.

Looking at the small piece of blood-colored veins on the formation pattern, Shisu couldn't help but sigh: It's so slow, can you speed it up.

The speed of the blood color spread was much faster in response to Shiso's heart, and the blood color spread in a breath was already the sum of the previous ones.

Bewitched by the blood-colored veins, Shiso seems to have forgotten everything. Familiar veins, Shiso no longer thinks about why it is familiar, no longer wants to have a faint connection with blood, but just wants to make the blood spread faster, faster.

Under the impetus of the perilla, the blood color quickly spread throughout the entire vein in a very short period of time.

In the blood-colored circle, a blood-colored bird spreads its wings, its shape is like Zhai, surrounded by blood-colored runes, beautiful, elegant, mysterious, like a phoenix, and three beautiful tail feathers are stretched, as if they are about to fly out of the array.

The blood color was slowly covered by the cyan light points floating out of it, one by one the cyan light points floated in the black space, the dead silence of the whole space was dispelled, and a dreamlike ethereal beauty filled it, the cyan bird seemed to come to life, and the shiso seemed to hear a crisp birdsong in a trance, which was pleasant to the ear and wonderful.

With the beautiful birdsong, Shiso left the black space.

An elegant and beautiful cyan bird appeared in the vast and deep starry sky, and under the reflection of the speckled starlight, it was so beautiful that it dared not look directly.

The first time Zi Su saw the cyan bird, he knew for no reason that this elegant and beautiful cyan bird was Qingluan, and the Luan clan should actually be the Luan clan, and it was the bloodline left by Qingluan.

Shiso couldn't help but think of the legend about Qingluan in the previous life: the mountain of the women's bed, there are birds, its shape is like Zhai, the name is Luan Bird, and the world is peaceful when you see it.

reminds me of a sentence in Zhang Heng's "Tokyo Fu": The Luan Bird of Naruto's Bed, the Phoenix of the Dancing Dan Cave.

Luan is the closest bird to the phoenix.

Zi Su didn't expect that the bloodline of the Luan family contained the blood of a divine bird like Qingluan.

The beautiful and elegant Qingluan slowly opened her inky blue eyes, and the dark blue eyes faintly had golden fragments flickering in them, and Shiso was attracted by the mysterious aura in the eyes, and couldn't help but meet the mysterious, deep, and majestic dark blue eyes.

A cold, ice-like consciousness passed down Shiso's eyes and into Shiso's brain. The sheer amount of information made Shisu want to faint.

Shisu gritted her teeth and stubbornly insisted, Zisu didn't know if she had teeth in her current state, and she didn't know why she insisted, she just didn't want to faint and fall unconscious in front of the cyan bird. Persistent, stubbornly persistent......

Luan is born with the blood of the first phoenix. The first phoenix and the first dragon chaos succeeded the twin spirits of Pangu, the darling of the Great Dao......

Qingluan's inky blue eyes slowly closed. Before Shisu fell into a coma, a brief passage about Luan Niao came to mind. The perilla in the node had already flowed out of the seven orifices, and Luan Ziyi was kneeling outside the formation and pleading for something......

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Post a poem about Luan:

The green feather frost condenses and sinks into the furnace, burning into a luan cloud dance.

Wipe the cold mirror of the ice flower holder, and only this fog is not sounded.