I believe in the contradictions of life, and perhaps because of this, everyone has their own dark side. Some choose to take refuge, some choose to go against it, and some choose to fight it. The last qiē becomes as natural as breathing. And there will come a time when we have to face up to the truth behind it, and this truth is ourselves.

Just as Liu Fanxu and Rhett embraced each other and immersed themselves in the world of selflessness, Emma held their clothes and stood two steps away from them with a struggling face, wondering whether to make a noise to interrupt the sweet atmosphere of pink bubbles that was so beautiful and harmonious in front of them.

The two of them, who were showing affection anytime and anywhere, finally realized that the first thing they should do at this moment was not to continue to complain to each other, but to quickly pack themselves up and go to meet the thousand-year-old ancestral portraits hanging in the corridor of time. When he went to Enchanted Street before, Red thought that he had seen the grand attire of wizards, but when he saw that Emma had brought much more outfits than last time, he twitched the corners of his mouth and stood awkwardly, allowing the two female creatures next to him to wrap himself in those extremely gorgeous but very troublesome formal clothes layer by layer.

Liu Fanxu took Rhett's arm, walked through similar corridors, and walked back and forth in the maze-like castle, even if he had an excellent memory, he was almost dazzled by these deliberate obstacles. By the time they finally stopped and stood in front of a wall made of black stone tools, half an hour had passed. Red stared at the wall, moved his lips for a while, and said tentatively, "This, shouldn't it be the same as the wall at home, well, through it?" ”

"Poof" Because Red's expression was too innocent, Liu Fanxu couldn't save her ladylike image, she buried her face in his shoulder, and laughed wildly. Red glanced at her dejectedly, and protested dissatisfiedly, "Hey, Aga, you might as well explain, should we just go through it?" She looked up at him, her smile undiminished, still laughing from time to time. She raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said glutinously, as if she was coquettish, "Spencer, you are so cute, how can you be so cute like this." ”

Seeing that Red's expression had turned cloudy, Liu Fanxu hurriedly befriended and said, "Okay, okay, what you said is not completely wrong, but first, it has to be like this first." Before she could finish speaking, she took the lead in raising her arms flat, her palms pressed against the wall, and the magic slowly flowed from her palms to the walls. Suddenly, from the place where her palm touched the wall, bursts of golden light spread faster and faster around the wall, and finally after the entire wall was covered by golden light, Liu Fanxu took away his palm and lowered his arm.

She smiled and turned her head to look at Rhett beside her, and when she saw his startled face, she raised her hand and stroked the other side of his cheek, so that his face was facing her, "Spencer, now we can pass it directly." Red raised his hand to cover the back of her hand, then held her hand tightly, he leaned close to her, kissed her lips, and asked in a low voice, "What was that golden light just now?" Your magic? ”

"Yes, is it pretty?" Liu Fanxu squinted his eyes and showed off. Red smiled and frowned, and asked uncertainly, "I don't know, you ask that, do you say that the color of magic is different?" She nodded, her forehead against his chin, and explained nonchalantly, "Yes, each has its own color, and as for why, it probably has something to do with everyone's soul." Merlin is on top, and maybe the wizard's soul is also colorful. ”

Red opened his mouth, frowning and muttering, "Although I haven't seen what ordinary people's souls really look like, aren't the legends all white?" Wow, are wizards so unique even their souls? Liu Fanxu shook her head, she looked into Rhett's eyes, and said with great certainty, "I don't know about others, Spencer, but yours, I'm quite sure, your soul is absolutely pure white without any variegation." "Your soul is so clean, clean once made her ashamed to come closer.

"Why do you say that?" Red frowned and asked, but Liu Fanxu didn't answer, she stood on tiptoe, kissed his lips, smiled and whispered, "Okay, Spencer, let's go in quickly, I believe those portraits have already held back their anger, and they are desperate to find someone to vent." "And we're going to be the recipients of those wraths?" Red lowered his eyes and smiled and said, "Well, even then I didn't feel the slightest bit of unpleasantness. ”

Liu Fanxu pursed her lips and smiled, of course she knew what Red was referring to, she didn't answer, but grabbed his arm more tightly, and walked with him into the wall in front of her.

The time corridor is no different from the corridor outside the wall, ah, the ceiling here can't see the sky, Liu Fanxu didn't touch the ceiling here at the beginning, and retained its original dim and gloomy. The only source of light in the hallway is the candlesticks fixed to the walls. When someone walks in, the candlesticks on the candlesticks will gradually light from the entrance inward, and their flickering candle flame makes the whole corridor look even more eerie. And the huge portraits of people hanging on the walls, in these mottled and flickering candles, are full of shadows and shadows, looking ghostly, coupled with their solemn and white makeup, it makes this corridor like a hell connecting the underworld.

Liu Fanxu hates this place very much, and if she doesn't have to, she will never take the initiative to set foot in this corridor. And today, because she was with Rhett, although her brows were subconsciously furrowed when she first walked in here, her expression gradually soothed at the thought that her husband was by her side.

Red looked at his surroundings, just a wall away, but it felt like a world of difference. It can be said that if the outside represents the warmth of life, then here it represents the coldness of death. Although it is not quiet, it can even be said to be noisy. The next second they stepped here, the portraits of the people hanging on the wall all looked at him with cold and piercing eyes. Red didn't like this feeling very much, although he no longer cared about the eyes and opinions of others, but these real knife cone gazes still made him tremble uncomfortably.

Liu Fanxu sensed his affection almost at the same time as he trembled, she turned her head to look at Rhett without hesitation, clasped his arms tightly with both hands, and whispered "Spencer" Rhett heard her call, and immediately turned his head to look at her, his eyes trembled, and his eyes were even a little moist, he admitted that he was indeed a little panicked at this time, he overestimated his ability to bear it, and underestimated the aura of these portraits. Yes, even as portraits, they are antiques that have been stored for thousands of years, and how can he compete with them if he is not strong enough.

If he didn't want to be recognized by them at this time, he definitely wouldn't have the courage to continue standing here. Because he wanted to argue with him that it was his wife, he still had no intention of backing down, despite being very afraid. Moreover, his Aga was always by his side. He grinned at Liu Fanxu, barely squeezing out a smile to count as an answer, this was already the most spiritual expression he could show Liu Fanxu.

"Aga, is he the Muggle?" A cold question, echoing in the corridor, "Where did you put your family for him?" "You want to make our ancient pure-blood family, which has been followed for thousands of years, a laughing stock" and "To be ridiculed as a traitor of blood!" Laughed at as a mudblood! ”

Liu Fanxu ignored these sharp questions, she took Rhett's arm and led him step by step towards the innermost darkness. Rhett pursed his lips in embarrassment, he tilted his head slightly and lowered his voice and asked, "Aga, is this good?" I mean—" "Don't worry, Spencer, their reaction just means that the family blood acknowledges you. Her eyelashes trembled, the corners of her mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and she stretched out her finger to poke him, and said unceremoniously.

The ancestors in the portraits around them screamed hysterically, completely devoid of the noble elegance they once boasted of, and their makeup looked particularly hideous because of their overly distorted faces. Liu Fanxu led Rhett to the wall in the deepest part of the corridor, she let go of Rhett's arm, and under his bewildered gaze, she stretched out her finger to cut a small hole, and then pressed the spilled blood against the wall. The moment the blood touched the wall, the wall glowed with a golden light, and then, a huge family tree as high as the ceiling appeared on the wall, and the branches of the tree were like golden snakes crawling, with golden names hanging at the very ends of the branches.

Rhett exclaimed, and then there was a disdainful sneer and mockery from a certain ancestor, but neither Rhett nor Liu Fanxu took these unbearable words to heart, and they enjoyed this moment intently, this moment that witnessed their names being officially engraved together and immortalized into the family tree.

He stepped forward, almost leaning on the wall, little by little, searching for the name of his wife, whom he knew and loved dearly, and then at the tip of the main branch at the bottom of the genealogical tree, he saw Liu Fanxu's name: Aggy.Percival.Wulfric.Orchid.White.Liu, and in the spouse column next to her, it was inscribed in equally beautiful golden letters: Spencer.Reid.