The second time, Jun Wu came to the same illusion as yesterday, and there was still a brilliant blue flower tree in front of him. Only at this time she looked at her hand, touched her face again, and felt that this hand was not as small as last time, but like an adult, but not like her person, but a pair of hands that were unusually delicate as jade carving.

She then refocused her attention on the blue flowers, then glanced around.

She was slightly shocked to find that this place was different from the last time, but it was a desert situation filled with yellow sand.

A wind chime rang in the desert, and she stood in front of the flower tree, looking back.

The sound of horses' hooves 'clicking......

No, a man in armor and a mask, his black hair flying towards him. As he approached, Jun Wu could clearly feel that even the air around him was scorching.

This is a man with a very strong aura, seven or eight feet long, wearing a silver cold armor on him, with some awe-inspiring majesty. Although I couldn't see his face, my body was dignified, like a god.

He locked on her with a pair of bottomless eyes, without any affection.

No, he pulled the horse and stopped in front of her.

He opened his mouth and said coldly: "Who? ”

Jun Wu's heartstrings twitched, and he felt that his slightly deep voice was somewhat familiar.

Looking at his eyes again, his mind seemed to be sucked into it for a moment, dark and bright, like the brightest star in the sky, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Similarly, Wang Xie was also looking at her, this was a very beautiful woman, but she didn't know how to appear here, her clothes were stained with dust by the sand, her eyes were a little dazed, and a few strands of black silk fell on her face at random, a little messy. But there is an incomparable luxury in a desperate situation, and the eyes look at you faintly, like a hot spring, as if there is a beautiful ripple in the middle.

The soldiers behind him had already seen dementia, and they didn't know how such a beautiful woman suddenly appeared in this desert place.

It makes sense to say that she was sent by the enemy army to use her beauty to trouble their generals. But the noble temperament of this beauty is not the same if you deal with the indescribable noble temperament above the high position for a long time, which makes people unable to look directly and blaspheme.

She blurted out, "Wang Xie." ”

A gust of wind chimes rang in the desert, and the blue flowers and trees swayed slowly with the breeze.

This desert is called the 'Fengjier' Desert, and it was not called this originally, but when the army of the Liang State captured the first city here, it was very auspicious with the help of the tornado predicted by the general, so it was given this name.

From time to time, there are tornadoes of all sizes, and few people will wander around that area without any trouble.

When the man stretched out his hand to her, almost with some habit, Jun Wu walked towards him, got on his horse, and returned to the desert city where he had heard that he had conquered.

Desert city, felt.

In Jun Wu's eyes, there were some people in strange costumes dangling in front of him from time to time, they all held a lamp in their hands, and they couldn't help wiping it, reciting two sentences, and then worshipping the East from time to time.

As soon as she arrived, she was placed in a position with a good view in the middle of a building in the city.

Jun Wu looked at these people, a little curious, and couldn't help but look at the eastern sky.

There will not be a swarthy girl coming, the Han of the world, with some food in her hand, and her eyes are cautious like a fawn.

She opened her mouth in a way that Jun Wu didn't understand, Jun Wu tried to communicate with her, and found that she had been looking at her with a pair of innocent big eyes from beginning to end, and couldn't help but take the food with a headache, only let her bow her head, and peeked back at herself and walked away.

Bringing the food back to the house, Junwu went to the mirror to take a look again.

At this time, she was no longer the eight-year-old she was when she first came over, but a completely strange and familiar face.

It's a face that I feel worthy of any statement.

Although she was not as beautiful as Ji Liangli, she was not as beautiful as Xiao Yan.

But it is on a beautiful face, carved into the bones and blood: lofty, noble, vague and confident superb temperament.

"Chu Hua"

She lifted the corners of her lips.

The person in the mirror pursed his lips slightly at her and smiled.

This action does not belong to her psychology, but it is dominated by something, showing a creepy smile.

Jun Wu's footsteps couldn't help but take two steps back, and he couldn't help but glance back.

She seemed to feel that Chu Hua seemed to be behind her, as if he was living in her body and looking at her.

She took two more steps back, hitting a strong chest.

A man's breath came from the snort.

She turned her head to face a pair of glassy beads with starlight in the pitch black.

She looked at him, and he looked at her.

After a while, he spoke, and the first sentence was: "Can you marry someone?" The tone was like asking about home.

His mask has been taken off, looking at her at this time, Jun Wu was slightly stunned, although it was a face that looked exactly the same as Wang Xie, but it was about 30 years old, his voice was low, the face that was already handsome when he was young was even more handsome and profound at this time.

Jun Wu obviously didn't react to what he meant by saying this.

However, he saw her stunned expression, and a subtle smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Jun Wu actually felt that at this time, this man who was almost similar to Wang Xie in appearance was so dazzling that it was difficult for people to look at him directly.

She glanced away, "Yes." Said lightly.

She was answered by a moment of silence.

After a while, he still said lightly: "Let's have dinner first, there is a banquet to celebrate the dragon in the evening, you can come and play." ”

"Shenlong?" Jun Wu looked up to look at him, but saw that he had turned around and walked out.

She wanted to stop her, but when she saw the sudden extra blue flowers on the table, she was inexplicably moved and walked towards the table.

The blue flowers, cool and beautiful, seem to bloom in the snow, in the water, in the clouds, and in the sky.

Jun Wu took the flower and looked at it for a while, then slowly put it down, and inserted it into a clay bottle in front of the table.

After eating, she went downstairs and walked around the bustling city.

I didn't see the man again, and from time to time someone stopped at her, looking forward to her beautiful demeanor.

Jun Wu thought: Yes, she in her memory is also like now, and wherever she goes, she will always be followed by people's eyes, as if she herself is a light in this world.

As night fell, a tornado swept across the desert at a height of 100 meters outside, but strangely blowing towards the city, returning to the direction it had come from.

Jun Wu looked at this qiē in amazement, the lights were dim, so she lit the lantern and walked towards the night market in the desert.

The night market in the desert city was extremely lively, with many people setting up stalls selling things she had never seen before in the Central Plains.

As she walked, she stopped at a place that sold lamps, and she had no money on her, and she could not afford it, but she thought it was strange that everyone here had a little golden lamp in their hands, so she squatted down.

In the middle of the night, she picked up a small golden lamp engraved with blue flowers and vines, and looked at it in her hand.

"Do you like it?" A voice rang out behind her.

Jun Wu didn't look back, and saw the lamp seller stand up, put his hand in front of his left chest, and bowed deeply to him.

He said a word to the lamp seller, who hurriedly shook his hand and crossed his hand in a gesture of going in and out.

He still passed his hand in front of her, his body shrouded behind him, and Jun Wu's heart jumped a few times suddenly.

He placed a gold coin on the thick blanket with the pattern on it.

The voice was a little deliberate and casual: "Send you." ”

The lanterns are swaying, and in the night and moon of the desert, there is something flowing in the clear water.

He invited her to wait for the dragon, Jun Wu was surprised, and couldn't help but remember that in the last illusion, there was also a dragon flying towards here.

Both times there were dragons, both times there was snow blue.

Once Ya Ear, Wang Xie is a young man, and he is still unborn.

Once Han Yu, Wang Xie became a mature and cold unpredictable man, as well as Chu Hua.

What the hell is in between.

She thought that while walking beside him, the people of the two directions couldn't help but let go when they saw General Han coming, and they didn't dare to look at them directly. Han Yu turned his head to look at her, and saw that her thoughts seemed to be out of the sky, and couldn't help but ask her, "What are you thinking?" ”

Probably he resembles Wang Xie too much, so that although he has a strong aura, there is some familiar nature.

He also deliberately protected her all the way, not allowing herself to be hit by people and vehicles coming and going.

She could see it all.

"I'm thinking about dragons." The voice she said was extremely elegant and charming, even if she listened to her own voice, she was a little tickling in her heart.

Jun Wu thought, is this Chu Hua? She is such a woman who has received all the gifts of Heaven.

She looked at Han Yu again: where did they first meet?

Why, she herself appeared here again, where they might have first met.

The words of Weisheng sounded again: Junwu, Chuhua, Weisheng, it's all you.

Suddenly, Jun Wu snorted coldly in his heart.

Han Yu on the side replied to her: "I heard that there have been dragons in this desert, but I don't believe it. ”

Jun Wu looked sideways at him: "You don't believe it?" ”

Han Yu nodded: "Yes, I don't believe in ghosts and gods, and I don't believe in witches. ”

As they spoke, they came to a stop in front of a stage where they were dancing the dance of the witch clan in a striking resemblance.