Throughout the history of humanities, the so-called cemeteries are all made by living beings, which represents the inheritance of living beings and the precipitation of civilization, and they want to be immortal and save their names in the torrent of history.

Life is like a reverse journey.

A few hundred years is not worth mentioning, and it is too short for an almost eternal time.

Since the beginning of time, countless beings have been born, but what are the number of living beings today?

There are trillions of living beings in the world today.

Sky, sea and land.

How many living beings are unwilling to be annihilated and unwilling to sink in the torrent of history, but they have no choice but to leave their names and leave them in the way of inheritance.

As a result, there are many secret realms and cemeteries.

And some secret realms are born naturally from heaven and earth.

There is no doubt that they are very strange places, or they can defy common sense, and there are many incredible things in them, which are breathtaking.

And the night of the dark also followed the trend, and together with Wei Wei, he entered the so-called secret realm of the ancient emperor.

The original night was reluctant to come here, but it was nothing more than Vivi's stubborn temperament.

The drizzle from the end of autumn was a little wet and cool, and the night was holding an oil-paper umbrella, while Weiwei was holding the man's arm and covering an umbrella together, in an intimate state, like a Taoist couple.

Said to be a Taoist couple.

Wei Wei looked at this misty and smoky area, which was very different from the secret realm in memory and cognition, and the drizzle seemed to be mixed with the slightest corrosive breath, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The main color of the dull color tends to be black and white.

Some of the old pictures do not have the atmosphere of vicissitudes, but more belong to the silence of the end of autumn, which is a sad and sad atmosphere.

The dark clouds in the sky are not so gloomy as in summer, but more gloomy as they are high and far.

The sound of rain dripping down is the melody of nature.

In the rain, Vivi frowned on the inky thrush and complained.

"What kind of secret realm is this!"

"At first, it was a little normal, but how did this come to be like this? ”

Nightshade was worried that she was moving too far and getting her clothes wet.

"Weiwei, you lean closer, don't get your clothes wet. ”

Vivi was annoyed.

Swinging a pink fist, he hammered the man in the chest.

"I think about eating this fairy tofu all day long, begging for a beating!"

The night is helpless.

"What's different here?"

"Vivi, have you ever set foot in secret realms and graveyards in the past?"

Wei Wei nodded at Zhen Shou and said very proudly.

"Of course, when the fairy is crisscrossing the five continents, you still don't know where to eat!"

The night is in the dark.

How can it be so devoid of feminine gentleness and elegance.

This is a great headache for the night.

I suddenly remembered that I had been in the ring in Meishan a few days ago, and what I had seen, although it was just a glimpse, but the scene left behind by the legendary woman was really moving.

Just look at it.

It is different from the fake of the self-proclaimed fairy next to him.

That's the real immortal.

It's just a glance from afar.

You know.

The woman was really gentle.

It flows quietly like a stream in spring, just so quietly and quietly.

It makes people hazy and envious.

When Wei Wei saw Ye Shen like this, she breathed a sigh of relief and pursed her lips again.

"Yo, which fairy are you thinking about? ”

"Huh?"

"Do you want this fairy to guess?"

"Is it the Lin Shuying Lin Fairy who gave you that day, or the so-called Snow Falling Fairy who captivated the city and the country?"

"Or?"

Wei Wei's gaze was a little sharp, like a sharp dagger, piercing directly into the heart of the night.

"I saw it once that day, Jiang Zi Xijiang Fairy?"

Cold sweat broke out in an instant.

"What are you talking about, Weiwei, I don't understand. ”

A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.

Don't speculate.

A woman's intuition has always been an unknown ability that defies common sense.

It's powerful, it's moving.

The night is a thief's heart, and cold sweat is pouring down.

"Vivi, in the past, did you go to a different secret realm than here?"

Nightshade quickly changed the subject.

Vivi frowned.

"Let's let it go once today, if there is a next time, I will never spare it!"

Weiwei nodded Zhen as a matter of course.

"This girl was originally a high-level disciple of the Ethereal Immortal Sect, and the people she has come into contact with and arrived at are of course far more than you ignorant children. ”

"I've been in and out of the so-called secret realm and cemetery, and I've been in and out of ten times so far, if not eight times. ”

"I've never seen such a venue. ”

What the night knows, he speaks.

"The so-called secret realm, isn't it all beautiful mountains and rivers, like a paradise on earth, the Pure Land of Bliss?"

Vivi agreed.

"The secret places I have set foot in the past are as beautiful as you say, and they are indeed so wonderful and dreamy. ”

"It is the most suitable place for private meetings of Taoist couples. ”

"If you don't look for the so-called natural treasures, panaceas, this is indeed the case. ”

"It's all good and the air. ”

The night stared at the drizzle around him, the cool breeze blew, and the wet fallen leaves were like twilight creatures, unwilling to fall, and the night was a little trance.

Along with the black and white tones, there is some quietness.

It's so quiet that it's a little sad.

Night Darkness never thought that the so-called secret realm was this sad appearance.

It is very different from the rumors that are spoken.

"I don't know how it's going on here. ”

Wei Wei was a little annoyed, and the emptiness of all the good calculations was haunted in her heart, and the woman was a little angry. blamed all his grievances on this broken secret realm.

"Wait, Vivi. ”

The night suddenly stopped.

The expression was solemn.

At the end of the line of sight of the two of them were two monks who were fighting.

It's not so much a fighting method, but a life-and-death fight is more appropriate, there is no doubt that it is risking your life, either you die or I die.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella and carrying Weiwei, he walked away in a detour, ignoring and participating, so as not to cause trouble and encounter his innocent self. That's really an unpleasant fact.

Along the way, such killings and tragedies abound,

This is the sinister nature of human nature, the greedy selfish desires, in short, this is the situation.

The so-called natural treasure.

The Night Shadow has no real sense of it, nor has it been appreciated, so it has not yet begun to degenerate.

The night only felt that it was not worth it for them.

Life is too short.

"Xiao Yan, look at that place!"

With the delicate fingertips of the beautiful woman's green onions like jade, there is a black and white flower.

But the attention of the night is completely placed on the beautiful woman's soft lily lily like frost and snow, which is as if it were the most perfect and magnificent work of art in the world, flawless and trance-like.

I can't help but think of the early morning and late night every day, the time when I am with the beautiful woman every day, the soft murmur like a cat, the ruddy like the sunset on the horizon, and the beautiful eyes that are tender like water.

That's the madest thing for men.

It is also the deadliest poison.

Seeing him like this, Wei Wei couldn't help but blush her cheeks.

But he still pretended to be big.

"It's an old husband and wife, you still look like this. ”

"Fortunately, there are no outsiders, and the province is seen as a joke. ”

Nightshade's face was ruddy.

"It's not just the monotonous colors, but the flowers and plants are all black and white, which is really incomprehensible. ”

Vivi also said.

"Maybe we're in a different place. ”

The night also said.

"Probably there is something special about it, these things are unheard of and strange, and I don't know if they are precious or not, and what the effect is. ”

Vivi agreed.

"The secret realm and the cemetery are full of murderous opportunities, and if you and I are not sure, it is best not to touch anything, so as not to cause trouble. ”

The two of them walked all the way in the hazy drizzle, and the corners of their white plain clothes were already a little wet, but there was nothing they could do.

Trampling on muddy ground, it is a little slippery and not easy to walk.

But it was the heart of the night.

The beautiful woman's quiet body fragrance soothed the restlessness that surged from the bottom of her heart, and the intimate physical contact made the boy truly realize the meaning of life.

The so-called life.

As long as you carry that faint little fire in a sense, even if you are in the most sinister environment, you can sail against the current, and it will never be dim.

Nightshade thinks that this is enough for life.

As the two walked forward, they talked from time to time.

In the autumn water, only the two people with their backs are gradually separated in the black and white world.

It's a little lonely.

Somewhat bleak.

All things will be gone.

When the flowers bloom, it is beautiful, but when the flowers fall, it is inevitable that there will be sadness.

The two talked from time to time, and the occasional flower-like smile was like the most dazzling thing in the world, and suddenly it made people feel tender.

It seems that there are only two people left in heaven and earth.

The sound of the rain was mournful.

The fallen leaves fell silently in the cool breeze with the drizzle, but they were not recognized by all living beings, and could only be lost in loneliness and silence, and only in the autumn rain.

Silent things always seem very sad.

The high and gloomy sky at the end of autumn is also desolate.

Life is a dream.

The figure of the lover gradually blurred.

In the midst of the smoke and mist.

The fallen leaves, which have not been noticed by any living beings, are even more poignant.

The final late autumn water is sighing.

The wind was a bit noisy.

At a certain moment, the lover who was moving forward stopped at a certain moment, and the night night, as a man, suddenly stopped, and suddenly turned back, in the smoke and mist rising from the ground, in the sky and the water.

The night is overlooked.

In the mud that fills the ground.

There was a fallen leaf that had not been seen by everyone, and it was a little too sad.

It was also a black and white leaf.

It's the same thing, the same thing as everything else in this unique land.

But the night was blind to the so-called withered yellow.

That's the color of late autumn.

That's not the color of the place.

The night is intuitively sad.

The so-called life.

It's how to do it.