The pictures of the memory fragments that Jun Wu saw before were all her own and Chu Hua's, and at this moment, what she was showing in front of her was the unborn world. In the chaos of the chaotic world, she shuttled through the crowd like a ghost, watching the prosperity, laughter, snow, loss, killing, roaring and falling in this palace......

The wind and sand blew layer after layer, and her figure passed through history, through the morning mist, through the joys and sorrows of the world, and finally transformed into the same appearance as them, and then lurked between them, looking at the 'other world' in her eyes with her eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

All...... Until their arrival, the princess Chuhua, who was exactly the same as her, arrived, and the young general who was as handsome as the pool in the clear pond arrived, rewriting her in the other world.

Because Chu Hua was born too similar to her, she met 'another self' that day, and followed her with fun in her eyes, but she didn't expect to be discovered by her. Under the laurel tree, where jade red lights are hung, people from two worlds, but with strikingly similar eyebrows, look at each other, with strange, exploratory and inexplicable emotions.

"Who are you?" Unborn.

"Who are you?" Chu Hua.

"Me?" The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Chu Hua: "What are you laughing at?" There was a noble smile on her face, I don't know whether it was joy or excellence, as if this was what she was, beautiful and noble, like the moonlight behind the laurel tree out of reach.

Weisheng walked over, reached out and touched her face, and scratched it again.

Chu Hua obviously didn't expect her to touch herself, and reached out to pat her hand away from her face. And the next moment, her body was raised into the air, her eyes looked at her heels in surprise, and then at the woman who was exactly like herself, looking at her with a smile, a little provocative, a little mischievous.

was raised higher and higher, but she did not scream or beg for mercy.

Weisheng looked up at her, his gaze was full of strangeness at her, but she still didn't say a word when she was about to rise into the night.

Weisheng couldn't help but take two steps forward to see if she was stunned.

It's just that when she walked to the place where Chu Hua was standing, some jade beads fell from the top of her head one after another, one by two fell unexpectedly, and she hugged her head and couldn't help it: "Ah! "Scream.

Overhead, the laughter of the woman who had been silent came the murmur of "hahaha...... like happy water flowing through a mountain stream in the night.

This is the first time that Weisheng has eaten deflated, as an outsider with the ability of this world, she has always taken pleasure in bullying people in this backward land. But this time, she was being bullied, and she loved it. She used to play alone, but now there is finally someone who seems to be able to play with her.

So she grabbed Chu Hua and got close to her, hoping to understand everything in this world more deeply from her.

And Chu Hua's situation at that time also needed someone with wonderful abilities like Weisheng to help her eradicate dissidents and protect her father and her country.

They began to gradually go deeper into each other's lives, because they were too similar, and they were extremely smart, they liked to tease Chu Hua in their lives, and always wanted to see the noble princess become mortal, but no matter how embarrassed Chu Hua's circumstances were, she still lived as if she were not a person in this world. In her spare time, Chu Hua will also rectify Weisheng and let her restrain her boredom, but she is very light every time, because Weisheng often secretly helps her solve many troubles, although she doesn't say it, but she knows. She began to teach her chess, and she became her most challenging chess friend.

I don't know when they coexisted like two sides of a mirror, Chu Hua gave the connection of the existence of the unborn in this world, and the unborn gave Chu Hua the powerful arm of the powerful enemy in the troubled times, and they gradually became friends without any proof, and became one or the only soul that understands each other's existence.

Weisheng always felt that she could watch or help Chu Hua, this mortal who she felt was different from her to get married, become kings, and become the legends of this era, and she did the same.

It's just that if she hadn't met the black-clothed witch, hadn't met the mortal who made her want to be the mortal she had despised, and hadn't encountered the chaotic war that the Seven Kingdoms had fought to exterminate the witch, she wouldn't have been burned to death by the fire little by little instead of Chu Hua, and if she hadn't gathered all her strength to store it in the snow blue, generate a new soul and save that child, there would be no her, Jun Wu.

The butterflies are flying, the picture is cremated into pieces little by little, blown by the wind in the air and dancing with the butterflies, towards the sky with a kind of anxious, faint sadness, and unknown thoughts gradually dance away......

Jun Wu woke up again, and his mood was also accompanied by the light of the fire burning in the wind, and there was a lingering emotion that he didn't know whether he was not born or for himself.

A butterfly flew by, and Jun Wu reached out to touch the butterfly.

The butterfly stopped at her fingertips, and she didn't know if she was in reality or in a dream.

She was led by Weisheng to live in the body of Chu Hua's daughter Jun Wu, and she was the soul of Weisheng who was transformed with snow blue, so she was actually not Chu Hua's 'daughter' in the real sense, but unborn.

Why did she do this...... Why did she ......

At the moment when Jun Wu was about to be lost in the realm of reality and illusion, Wang Xie appeared, and she opened her mouth to call his name, but his expression was different from before. And she saw the tears in his eyes, which inexplicably made her heart tighten, and she almost subconsciously spoke: "Daddy......" After the slight tremor was made, Jun Wu's eyes were filled with tears.

Han Yu's back shook, he looked into the depths of her eyes, opened his mouth, but looked at her blankly as if he had lost his voice.

At this moment, Jun Wu only felt that she suddenly realized that she finally knew who she was.

She is Junwu.

It is the child of Chu Hua and Han Yu.

She is also an unborn child.

Although I don't know why she sacrificed herself to continue her life, she is also an unborn child.

She is Chu Hua, she is unborn, she is the crystallization of Han Yu's love-hate entanglement between the three of them, her existence is the unspoken love of Weisheng for Han Yu, and it is the chess game of Weisheng to Chu Hua, a key piece of retention.

Jun Wu stood up and couldn't help choking, "Daddy......" Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Han Yu touched her head with his hand: "It's Ah Wu, it's Ah Wu, it's Ah Wu, ...... it."

Han Yu hugged her daughter tightly, he cried only a handful of times in his life, he didn't expect him to live again, to see the wife and daughter he felt indebted...... The fighting on the battlefield was intertwined with the warmth of being with them, and Han Yu thought that maybe it was all because of his dedication to the war, his loyalty to the hatred of the country and his family, and his importance to the honor of the family, so that he had a lot less love and companionship for his closest and most important people.

He didn't know what to say, so he could only tighten his daughter, his still alive daughter Junwu......

"I'm sorry, Daddy is sorry for you, Ah Wu...... Sorry ......"

Jun Wu shook her head, she didn't blame him, she knew that he was a husband who stood up to the sky and the earth, and he was also her respectable father.

The sunset burned from the magnificent palace to the horizon, imprinting behind the father and daughter, and the sea of clouds on the horizon burned to the end of the horizon and spread to the depths......

In the streets and alleys outside the palace, there was a sudden howl, and the man in the market was holding his head, foaming at the mouth, and his green tendons burst out, and his face was hideous. Then several similar howls rang out, and the streets erupted with a creepy scream.

The red clouds gradually covered the black, and the shadows shrouded the whole of Kyoto, and a shrill chirp from the sky gradually drowned out all sounds. 166 Reading Network