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Writing, rushing into the eyes.

Because it was a little far away, it was still not clear, he would get closer little by little, and then every stroke on it, every tick and mention appeared so clearly in front of his eyes.

He can read again!

After ten years, can I finally read books again?!

Remembering the scene ten years ago, when he still couldn't see the palm-sized words in front of him, those strokes in Mu's eyes blurred again.

Purple Pupil, the man, helped him reopen the new world in front of him.

Once, his world was clear, and then gradually chaotic, and now, seeing this world again, for Mu, was definitely something that excited him more than his breakthrough in the level of star power.

"Purple Pupil, where is it?!"

Closing the book in his hand, the pastor asked softly.

Zitu heard the hoarseness in his voice, vaguely felt the young man's emotions, and whispered, "Miss, she...... It should have been far away by now, and we just sent her back from the door. ”

The wind rises.

Before he could finish speaking, Mu had already rushed out of the door.

Flying all the way, rushing out of the City Lord's Mansion and rushing out of the Blue Water City, only to see a sea of golden sand in the sun.

That person is gone.

Landing on the Gobi Desert, Mu's eyes were immediately attracted by a small weed.

There was nothing unusual about that grass, it was just a common plant in the Gobi Desert, and it was not even very beautiful, except that it had a small purple flower, which was very deep purple.

Mu once heard people mention purple eyes, and knew that she was born extremely beautiful, especially that she had the same pair of purple eyes as him, but the color was slightly different.

Mu had seen his own eyes when he was a child, and knew that his color was light crystal, so was she, like this little flower, purple and deep.

Squatting down, Mu carefully looked at the small flower, not much bigger than the nails of his little fingers, but a vague shadow flashed in front of his eyes.

She was thin, wearing a dark robe, and her long hair was tied back casually, capable and neat.

He couldn't imagine how beautiful her face would be, but Mu believed that it would be a country and a city.

Because having such a pair of eyes is enough to overwhelm the world.

Purple eyes!

Purple eyes!

At the reciting of that name, Mu's heart ached inexplicably.

If he had woken up a moment earlier, he would definitely not have missed her, could it be that this is his fate?!

Is the person grandpa said is her?!

Reverse - Sky - Small - Crazy - After***

Firmament Academy, everything is still the same, and even more so where Mr. Snow lives.

The only difference is that on the big rock, the person sitting and fishing has become a little boy Wen'er.

When Beichen and Zitong appeared in front of her, Wen'er was not surprised.

This child, who followed Mr. Xue for a few people, has also received the true inheritance of Mr. Xue's calm kung fu, and he is afraid that he will not blink too much when the sky falls.

"Sir is not here?"

Before the two of them could speak, he had already taken the initiative to give the answer.

"Where did you go?" Beichen asked.

"Sir didn't say anything, he just said that if you come back, don't rush to the treasure pavilion to choose treasures, and wait for him to come back." Xiaowen said.

Purple Pupil listened, and just smiled, "Sir trusts me, how long does he say it will take to come back?" ”

This Mr. Xue seems to be weak, but he has the ultimate pride in his bones, I am afraid that he has long decided that she is the first.