The soul of the red sleeves returned to the underworld, this girl born with a golden spoon, but she did not get the joy and happiness she deserved, only endless suffering. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are many souls in the underworld every day, and there are still many who die in vain, those who have been wronged, and those who can't let go. But there are not many people like Red Sleeves who are not willing to be reincarnated no matter what.

She managed to attract everyone's attention, including, naturally, the Master.

Everyone said that Red Sleeves has suffered a lot in this life, and he will definitely be able to cast a good baby in the next life.

But the red sleeves are as immobile as a sculpture, standing by the endless Lethe River every day.

persuaded and persuaded, beaten and beaten, and over time, everyone became accustomed to her existence.

Time seemed to have stopped in the underworld, and no one cared what day it was. The red sleeves have become a beautiful scenery by the Lethe River.

She danced in her big red sleeves all day long, babbling to tunes that only she knew.

This has quieted many restless souls a lot. As a result, Red Sleeves was defaulted to the Diji, and he became an indispensable person in the underworld like Niu Tou Ma Mian.

After I got into human form, I secretly went to see her. What Netherworld Division, in her eyes is not worth mentioning at all.

She just kept singing and dancing. Even if he breaks sometimes, he is staring at the river in a daze: "Ann...... Song!"

I hadn't been near her, so I didn't know what her name was at the time. I just know that she seems to be waiting for someone.

I don't know why today, but it was as if someone had instructed me to get close to her, and she could hear every word very clearly.

I didn't expect that after so long, the red sleeves were still there. Looking at her, I couldn't help but call out her name: "Red Sleeves ......"

Red Sleeves was stunned for a long time, and the corners of her mouth slowly curved into an arc: "Girl, are you calling me?"

I don't know how to reply, it's you and it's not you.

He simply gave her a smile back.

The world is spinning in front of me, what's going on?

My eyelashes fluttered slightly, and when I opened my eyes, the night was still thick. It turns out that everything just now was a dream!

I got out of the bed and walked to the window, where An Ge was gone. Isn't he giving a?

Everything was very strange tonight, and I was obviously very irritable, why did I fall asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow! And everything in the dream was so real that it didn't feel like a dream, but like I had really experienced it.

What puzzled me was that Red Sleeves and I didn't have a deep intersection, how could I dream of her in a good way?

I walked and before I knew it, I came to the door of the swordsman's room, and I wanted to go in and ask him if anything strange had happened!

But when I saw the night, I took it back with the hand that touched the wooden door, and I would like to wait until dawn!

I tried to turn away, but I heard the wooden door creak open. This situation and this scene can't help but remind me of the time when I was in Ziyun Village before, and that time was the same, I wanted to leave, but the swordsman just came out to open the door.

Could it be that it is a good answer to that sentence?

"Bone, you're just in time!" he said, and grabbed me into the room.

I struggled for a few moments, but nothing noticeable, so I had to let him go.

The swordsman cut off the extra candle wick, and the room suddenly brightened up a lot: "What do you think, how is An Ge?"

"Huh?" I couldn't believe that the swordsman would ask this, but looking at his focused eyes, I replied seriously: "It's very mysterious, it's strange!"

It's not that I don't trust him, it's that this Ange always gives people the feeling that half of what is said is left half.

"Why do you ask that?" I asked curiously. Could it be that he also had a strange dream?

I saw the swordsman's mouth open, and just as he was about to say something, the door was slammed open.

An Ge, dressed in plain clothes, stood in the doorway, his cheeks looking particularly pale in the dim candlelight.

"An, Ange, why are you here?" I looked weak, I wouldn't have heard all the words just now. I knew it was like this. I swear I'll never talk about anyone behind my back again.

But An Ge didn't hear my words at all, and his eyes gradually sank.

I looked over and saw that his hands were shaking at his side. Wouldn't I'm mad at him like this?

My mind raced through what had just happened, and I said to him, strange, mysterious. These words don't seem to be much of a problem!

I was still thinking about it, but An Ge came to me with an arrow. He grabbed me by the shoulders so tightly that I had to look at him.

With this gaze, I realized that the black and white eyes were actually bloodshot at the moment.

The swordsman was also stunned when he saw An Ge like this, but he quickly reacted, grabbed An Ge's arm with his backhand, and asked sharply, "An Ge, what are you doing?"

And An Ge frantically shook off the swordsman's hand like a demon and looked at me: "You say, Hong...... Who's the sleeve?"

No wonder I fell asleep suddenly, and I had such an unusual dream, it was all thanks to him!

I looked at him steadily, "Redsleeves, it's just a ghost. "In other words, there are more souls in the underworld, why do you hold on to a red sleeve.

This Ange is such a weirdo!

In my dream, I finally walked up to Red Sleeves, and I really heard the two words that she was repeating repeatedly, as if it was, Ann, Song!

A guess came to my mind: "What is your relationship with Red Sleeves?"

Ango's hand gripping my shoulder slowly slipped down, looking like he was caught up in his own memories.

The swordsman took the opportunity to keep me in his back. Looking at this increasingly familiar person and familiar back, my heart is warm for some reason.

But now I'm sorry for him, because I have to confirm this suspicion.

I gently pushed the swordsman away and walked over to An Ge, "If you don't say it, you may still not be able to find her." ”

When An Ge heard this, his body was visibly shocked.

This is a good opportunity. I struck while the iron was hot: "Red sleeves, it's Qianxue!"

"You know everything, why are you still asking me?" An Ge's words contained a hint of anger.

He must have thought that Qianxue's disappearance had nothing to do with me. But this is really wronged, I don't know Red Sleeves at all!

The red-sleeved Yangshou is over, so it is naturally going to be subsumed into the underworld.

I calmly tried to explain to him, but An Ge grabbed my neck with one hand.

Unexpectedly, An Ge is actually this kind of person. Indiscriminately hurts people. You see Red Sleeves living a bleak and lonely life, yes, I can't deny it, but what does this have to do with me.

I said intermittently, "Yes, it's you, you're incompetent." What's the matter with me......"

The swordsman saw that something was bad and wanted to help me. I'm afraid that this will anger An Ge, "Go, go and find, be free, live." Ahem, ahem. ”

The swordsman was so frightened that the six gods were gone, and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay." Bones, you hold on. ”

An Ge is unpredictable, but I'm sure there's nothing wrong with the feeling of sympathy between him and Xiaoyaosheng.