Volume 1: When I Don't Know the Flowers in My Dream (Ninety-Nine)

On this day, almost as soon as he lay down, the little cuckoo noticed something different. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoIn the past, as soon as Duan Hongye reached the end of Shen Shi, the whole person would become very different, and when he entered the unitary, he completely changed his appearance.

But at this time, it was the end of the unitary period, and Duan Hongye had not changed at all. The little cuckoo was secretly excited, and cautiously called tentatively: "Brother Ah Hong?"

"Hmm!" Duan Hongye responded, his voice trembling with some imperceptible: "Ajuan." ā€

"You... Okay?" the little cuckoo clutched his sleeve tightly, and his eyes were a little brighter than usual because of excitement.

Duan Hongye was silent for a moment before he said faintly: "It shouldn't be a big problem, it's just in the body..."

Before the words fell, he suddenly paused. The little cuckoo looked up suspiciously: "Brother Ahong?"

"Xiao Juan'er is so well-behaved today?" Duan Hongye hooked the corners of his lips, and when he spoke again, his appearance had changed.

The little cuckoo's heart sank, and he lowered his head coldly and stopped talking.

Duan Hongye didn't plan to let her go: "Why, you don't want to see me so much? ā€

The little cuckoo was still silent, and didn't even want to look at him.

"Okay, don't you call!Brother will let you call it in a while!" Duan Hongye was ruthless and ripped off the clothes on the little cuckoo's body.

Xu is an abnormality in recent times, so that the remnant soul who occupies Duan Hongye's body also perceives the crisis. The actions of this day were particularly grim.

In the void, the iron chain that locked Duan Hongye was much thinner than before.

Duan Hongye calmly looked at the reflection cast in the void, the storm and unstoppable pity of Yun Niang in his eyes, making people feel palpitations that could not be stopped at a glance.

"Isn't it enjoyable to watch such a picture?" The red soul mist suddenly appeared: "After all... It's your body!"

Duan Hongye glanced at it coldly, suddenly the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he smiled: "It seems that Ajuan has a great influence on you!"

The hungry red soul mist in front of him has lost the heavy color it had when he first saw it, not because the soul has been purified, but because the smoke is being blown away by the gentle breeze. The original sense of oppression due to the thick fog has been reduced a lot.

The soul mist seemed to be stimulated, and it trembled violently. Then you calmed down and snorted coldly: "Hmph! It's just a clown who is trying to resist, do you really think that it is me who occupies your body at this time?"

Duan Hongye's face changed slightly: "What do you mean!"

If the soul mist had an expression, it must have a smug look on his face at this time, and he smiled solemnly: "You really should be such a living soul with a little bit of Taoism, can you suppress me? ā€

Duan Hongye's face had completely sunk, he endured the heartache and watched his beloved struggle in pain day after day, but he was still crushed to death by this ghost thing. What is Ajuan's sacrifice and suffering these days!"

"But... Don't worry, I've always been soft-hearted. It's really a shame to do this beating of mandarin ducks, and even God can't stand it, so I can't even find an ration for the past few days. So, why don't you and I make an agreement, and I'll let you go back and fly with your little lover?"

Duan Hongye subconsciously raised his eyebrows: "Agreement?"

Soul Mist responded, and said in a low tone: "As long as you promise, every full moon night in the future, you will send me a woman who will be the first, and I will let you go back." And how about not moving you in the future?"

A trace of emptiness flashed in Duan Hongye's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. When he looked up at the soul mist, his eyes had returned to coldness: "What are you going to do with the first woman? You don't even have a body, is it possible that you can..."

Soul Mist choked for a moment, and said coldly: "You don't have to worry about this, what's the matter, do you agree?"

In fact, there is no need to ask, Duan Hongye also knows that if this soul mist is to reach the first woman, there must be nothing good. But looking at the appearance of the little cuckoo in the void, he hesitated. If you can really live and fly with Ajuan, what does it have to do with the good or bad life and death of others!

Duan Hongye thought to himself and was just about to speak. Out of the void, a blinding glare suddenly spilled down.

The soul mist trembled fiercely, and said with some gritted teeth: "Wow, I finally found you! I was injured by you seven years ago and almost dissipated, and now I still want to repeat my old tricks?"

After speaking, the heavy color suddenly skyrocketed, and the soul mist, which was originally only one person high, suddenly dispersed, filling the entire void.

The white light intensified again, and in the center of the light and shadow, a shadowy figure, like a baby curled up in the mother's womb, hugged its arms in the middle, and all the dazzling light seemed to emanate from the figure.

In front of Shaohua's mirror, the moment the figure came out, Zhao Nihong couldn't sit still. Although it was shrouded in white light, some of it loomed, but Zhao Nihong recognized it at a glance, and in the middle of this light and shadow, the one who was asleep was clearly Qinglan.

"This..."Zhao Nihong's eyes widened, and she stretched out her hand in disbelief, as if she could touch the sleeping figure through the mirror.

Yuan Shao took her hand, took her comfortingly, and said, "Let's look at it first, everyone has found it, there is always a way to figure it out." ā€

He knew Zhao Nihong's mood, in fact, when Qinglan's figure appeared, even he was taken aback. When the dream induction order appeared before, he always thought that the cuckoo was reincarnated into the reincarnation of Qinglan, but now in this situation, this speculation is clearly still scrutinized.

He has been in charge of Yin Si for tens of thousands of years, and he is naturally no stranger to the form that the reincarnation of the soul should be. If Qinglan was really reincarnated as a cuckoo, then it should be a sober form at this time, and the fluctuation of the soul could not have such a powerful force.

The current situation in the Shaohua mirror is clearly like a baby sleeping in the mother's womb when it is stimulated by the outside world, it voluntarily issues warnings to maintain its own safety. This form is not so much reincarnated as a cuckoo, but rather a divine soul being sealed in the body of the little cuckoo.

Seal! Yuan Shao's eyes darkened, and he had some bad guesses in his heart.

The person and fog in the Shaohua mirror seemed to be frightened by this sudden figure. The red soul mist was originally spread out in the entire void, but now it gradually returned to the cage and regained its appearance as a person tall.

Duan Hongye looked at the figure in a daze, he couldn't care about the dazzling white light, he just stared at the figure with all his heart, and muttered: "Ajuan?

"Hmph! carving insect skills!" Soul Mist snorted coldly, and began to move. The spreading mist was aimed at the figure in the white light this time, straight towards it.

Duan Hongye's heart suddenly lifted, and he subconsciously wanted to remind him. But I saw that the red soul mist that had been rushing straight through suddenly seemed to be frozen, and it was fixed in the void.

The fingers of the figure in the white light moved slightly, and the eyelids slowly opened.