It looked like a chain that was heavy and full of mysterious power, but Gu Xiaoxiao untied it lightly, which really made Xiaoxiao startle.

She looked at the blue light that covered her body, as if it were a membrane, or rather a veil of clothing, covering every inch of her tiny skin. It is not difficult to deduce that it is this strange blue light that allows Xiao Xiao to exist like this moment in this lake of fire that cannot accommodate living beings.

Could it be that I was able to untie this chain because of this blue light?

The chains seemed to come alive, automatically unwound from the intricate entanglement, and then sank to the bottom of the lake. The moment the last chain was retracted, the coffin glowed with a dazzling green.

Gu Xiaoxiao helplessly wandered away from the coffin, she looked around, there were countless bubbles began to evaporate from the bottom of the lake, the red-orange water became darker and darker, and countless bubbles collided fiercely, as if they were fighting to break free from the bottom of the lake.

The entire lake of fire was trembling with great tremors, and the frenzied boiling water of the lake was no less than the magma of the volcano.

"Ahh Gu Xiaoxiao screamed, and his body was forcefully carried by some kind of force to the surface of the lake, and then rushed out of the lake at once, falling on the hard ground.

"Tiny!" An anxious voice came into my ears, followed by a warm embrace, "You're okay, great!" Scared the hell out of me, I thought ......"

It's Xu Xinyang!

Gu Xiaoxiao's heart couldn't calm down yet, and he didn't have time to explain to Xu Xinyang, only to see that the entire tower, and even the ground, were trembling.

Xiao Xiao broke free from Xu Xinyang's embrace, pulled him, and tried to stay away from the pool.

"What's wrong?" Xu Xin asked out loud, and before he could say the next sentence, he saw the red-orange liquid in the pool shaking violently, stirring up countless sparks, which was completely different from the previous sparks.

"Ahh Xiao Xiao shouted, one hand involuntarily held Xu Xinyang's hand, the scene at this moment was a horror and weirdness that she had never seen before, the aura flowing around, and the ghost howl that seemed to be nothing, reverberated back and forth in the entire tower.

A grass-colored figure flew from the height of the tower towards the bottom, her petite body dangling in midair, her long golden hair scattered like a waterfall from the howling wind.

"What did you do?" The baby's voice was full of sharpness, roaring in small directions. Originally, Xiao Yu was very surprised, the fire lake that she had been unable to enter, just now she saw with her own eyes, this girl fell in. Now, this girl is still coming out of the lake intact, and the great changes that have taken place are incomprehensible to her, where is this girl sacred?

"I, I ......" Gu Xiaoxiao didn't know where to start, racking her brains to spell out sentences, and she would be speechless for a while.

The entire lake of fire didn't give them time to communicate at all, and the red water of the lake produced a huge whirlpool, a rapidly circulating liquid, emitting a pungent smell of sulfur, and then countless small cyan flames exploded on the surface of the lake, as if several green lotus flowers were blooming, just above this vast crimson.

The whirlpool became more and more turbulent, gradually revealing the bottom of the lake, and a dazzling green light scattered from the bottom of the lake, like an emerald light, filling the entire tower.

Xiao Yu lowered her body a little, she was still floating in the air, her eyes fixed on the dazzling green at the bottom of the lake, which symbolized the color of new life, and wanted to find out.

Don't......

The light shone and continued as the green deepened, and then a figure gradually appeared.

It was a man with messy birch-brown hair, his signature fine stubble still intact on his face, a tall figure, and a pair of golden horns, which were sheep's horns!

"...... Azazle"

Xiao Yu looked at the person who appeared in the jade streamer in a daze, as if she was in a dream, she couldn't believe it, but she wanted to believe it! Even if it's a dream, it's a dream come true!

"Azazler!" Xiao Yu let out a voice in the heart of the earth, and the sound ran through the entire tower, reaching the heavenly realm, and the grass-colored figure flew towards the emerald green light in the center of the whirlpool.

Tears, tears welled up from the corners of the eyes, constantly flowing with the momentum of the fall.

Crystal like a pearl, mixed with golden hair, constantly transforming into memory fragments......

The raccoon flowers are vertical and horizontal, the wind is dazzling, and the grass is colorful.

The night is miserable, and the hope is condensed.

The clouds are drunk and sleeping, the double-headed flowers bloom, and the concentric transformation.

Peel off the dust and mud, but separate; Disappearing the lamp, no plan to follow.

The bell is sparse and the mandarin ducks are empty; Sorrowful heart, sleepless night.

A wisp of ghosts, independent and detached; Can break Chanjuan, why is she crazy.

Bustling, the tide rises and falls, and the catastrophe is gone......

Xiao Yu bit his lip vigorously, and the smell of rust melted between his lips and teeth.

At the moment, I just say this moment......

At this moment, in the unreachable emerald light, if there are sharp edges and corners that belong to you, then I will go with the attitude of a moth to a fire, desperately going.

I want to grind the fine stubble of your face, and the pair of golden horns, to give you the most affectionate confession, this is my life's desire!

The man in the emerald light slowly opened his eyes at this moment. He looked at the grass-colored figure flying towards him in front of him, getting bigger and closer, and there were droplets of water falling on his face in the air, which was a hot feeling.

Gu Xiaoxiao and Xu Xinyang stood aside, just motionless as they looked at the man in the green light, raised his arms, caught the grass-colored petite figure, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

The light shone brightly, wrapping the bodies of the two of them into a transparent green sphere. The green ball slowly rose from the bottom of the lake of fire, suspended in the air.

At this time, the surging spiral-shaped water vortex in the lake of fire gradually disappeared, the lake was calm, the color faded to reddish-orange, and the cyan flames were submerged in the heat, and only sporadic sparks shone around.

Gu Xiaoxiao and Xu Xinyang looked up without saying a word, suspended in the air, one big and one small, still hugging each other tightly.

Now......

Celestial, somewhere on the first day.

Countless lilies are covered by large clouds like light gauze curtains, and the otherworldly white posture is dewy or low, suppressed from the wind, and the petals are dewdropped, which is said to be dewdrops, but exudes the halo of night stars.

In the center of the garden-like white lily there is a very tall flower, and if you look closely, you can see that the corolla is overly large, in the shape of a funnel-shaped trumpet, and its stalk is slender, but for some reason the flower does not droop, and the coral-colored petals are rolled outward, and there are subtle purple spots, which are actually foxtail lilies.

On the stamens, a figure was lying asleep, saliva still flowing from the corners of his mouth. It was a very beautiful person, who couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, "full of ears and beautiful eyes, like a star, like gold and tin, like Gui like a bi" is the description of him, a white yukata, which is also painted with pure white lily patterns, with a wide open neckline, revealing the white skin inside without any scruples, and the purple belt is like an ornament, tied in a knot at will, this sleeping posture is really not flattering.

He was holding a crystal ball in his arms, and in the transparent crystal, there were clouds and smoke, and the stars were shining.

"Hmm......" whispered softly, he slept very intoxicated, and his stable expression was heartwarming.

Suddenly, there was a reddish-orange streamer floating in the crystal ball, and he was shocked, and woke up, slowly opening his eyes, but closing them again, as if a sleepy bug was sleeping on his eyelashes. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, forced himself to wake up, and looked carefully at the crystal ball in his arms, which was still smoky and twinkling, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Did you have a nightmare?" The joking voice sounded, and it didn't seem abrupt in the silence.

The man looked at the speaker and said blankly, "No." ”

"Then you can go back to sleep." It's like there's a magic force that can't be refused.

"Oh." He listened to the man, lay down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The person standing beside him was dressed in white, the flowers and moons were vertical and horizontal, the emerald light surrounded the corners of his clothes, the long hair like seaweed was shoulder-length, the excessively long bangs on the forehead were naturally slightly curled, and the eyes were covered by different lengths, and a blue and purple poppy on the chest was soul-grabbing.

He looked into the distance of the sky, and a mysterious evil smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

The wind is slightly cool, and the ancient meanders are flowing.

Crossroads Bar.

Barberet was sipping the aroma of cherry brandy in a goblet, and a man at the bar was wiping his glass.

The man had short red hair that was uneven, a rococo aristocratic suit wrapped around him fittingly, an off-white shirt without a trace of wrinkles, a dark gray waistcoat nailed with a rustic metal breasted and thinly cinched at the waist, a knight's characteristic tassel from the chest down, and the end of the tail buttoned over tight corset trousers.

Suddenly, his hand shaking as he wiped the glass, it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Hey, be careful, these glasses are my collection, one in a million." Barberet said, although he was also shocked for a moment just now.

"Boss, do you feel it? I ......"

"Ahh

Barberet put down the goblet in his hand, he stretched out a hand, spread his palm, and placed it on the wine stain that had just been scattered on the table because of the shock, and then the faint light flashed, the trace disappeared, and the table was spotless.

He habitually lit a cigarette for himself, took a puff, and exhaled.

"Welcome back."