transmigration

Is the beginning of a qiē from that time?

Fate, marriage, star trajectories, in her mind, constant flow, constant impact, the memory like a silent movie and the emotions that suddenly dawned on her, all of them flowed in front of her eyes at one time.

"Wu'er Zixuan," an old man, no, not an old man, her eyes looked at him, the figure who fell on the dragon couch, "certainly," his hand held the young man beside him tightly, and then, without saying a word, she seemed to see life slowly passing from his body, that one, it was him and her father.

On her deathbed, she didn't hear clearly what her father's words were, but her brother's sad eyes made her feel sad from her heart, she held her brother's head, gently followed his back, touched, "Brother, and Zi Chu, and Chu Er are with you." ”

The young man's scream startled her, but she hugged him tighter.

Brother and sister, in green shirts and purple clothes, are destined to be unable to escape fate.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" A few years later, she was put in the palace by her brother, in an ice coffin in the forbidden land, "Don't let Chu'er be here alone...... Brother, Brother Zixuan. ”

The girl didn't know why her brother had brought her here, and he seemed to be in pain, but he couldn't help it.

And now, Xiao Xiaoyu can finally hear clearly, that man. The words outside the ice coffin, "Chu'er, my sister, there is no way, you are the crape myrtle star of heaven, but the calamity of the dragon clan's 10,000-year tribulation, my father's will, I can't go against it, this plan has been implemented since the beginning of the hindrance, and you." But he grew up slowly. It doesn't work, a hundred years, no, maybe ten years. Maybe shorter. Wait until which moment. I'll let you out. ”

The little woman was in the ice coffin, looking at the figure of her brother who turned away and couldn't hide her tears. Purple robe, such a man, crying for himself, he must be reluctant, but there is a last resort, brother, if you mean it, then, I am here, waiting for you.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, I am here waiting for you.

When you fall asleep, you won't think that your thoughts hurt, so this sleep is decades.

She couldn't remember the time, but she opened her eyes again and looked at her brother's face, not much older, and kept the same appearance as before, so that she thought that she was just taking a nap, but the changes between heaven and earth made her not come back to her senses for a long time.

I waited for him every day, and I didn't know what I should do, so I had to wait for him.

Time, about 60 years, she has been a servant since she was a child, only the two most beloved are left, but they have become white-haired old women, but she has always been the closest to them.

For more than sixty years, my brother should have cultivated well, compared to his sister who has no spiritual roots, his magic is already rare in the world, and there are also fire qilins and Xuanyuan Sword.

Amazing brother, this is my own brother.

"Chu'er," she fell asleep on the pavilion while she was waiting for him to come down, and he held himself on his lap, as if he were a child, his hands, warm and slender, flowing on the tips of his hair, "Do you blame my brother?" ”

She is still a teenager, in her brother's arms, coveting that long-lost stability, "No, I have never blamed my brother." ”

Drop by drop cold tears fell on her face, "Brother, what's wrong with you, why are you crying?" Brother, you ......"

The man's fingers reached through the back of her head, crushing the bonds between her souls one by one, and from now on, her soul passed slowly, bit by bit, from that gap, and tears continued in his eyes, but they were still helpless.

Why, brother, why are you?

However, later, she had no memory of asking this question, and became stupid and carefree, so she finally began to smile again, but that smile became more and more pure, more and more crisp, so that he could never look directly.

Until, "Emperor, if you believe in Changqin, give me Miss Zichu, and I will take her to Kunlun." ”

"As long as she doesn't ruin it," when Yan Zixuan sent Zi Chu away, there was a lot of loneliness in his eyes, and more pain, and then, among them, there was a shadow, this peerless conspiracy, stealing joy.

My father peeked into the future at the cost of his life, and he finally linked these two points together.

The dragon hunting plan had been going on since the death of his father.

Such a princess with a peculiar life, her numerology shows that Hui and the dragon clan are inextricably linked, and his life's pursuit is to hunt dragons, that is, to obtain the same infinite destiny as the dragon clan, and to dominate this country, for the descendants of the Yan family, it has never been the ultimate goal, and the ultimate goal is this world, the Three Realms, and reincarnation.

And the birth of such a daughter was a surprise for his Yan family's royal family.

And now, she is finally in the hands of Changqin.

No matter what the purpose of the long qin is, and then this qiē is to walk according to the instructions of her father, and she, who is the button of this fate, unfastens it, and begins this qiē.

Trapped Dragon Array.

"Ahem......" She looked at the man in front of her with a mouthful of blood, such a noble temperament, such a peerless appearance, why, but why did he come to intercept and kill halfway after he obtained the Dingfeng Pearl, his spiritual power is so high, he doesn't need the help of spirit stones at all.

Before Luo'er died, she didn't recognize her brother at all, she only had Zi Chu's body, but Luo'er's soul, and the five tails were sent away by her, as long as it was still alive and the Dingfeng Bead didn't fall into his hands, it would be fine.

Yan Zixuan didn't say a word before Luo'er died.

This qiē has already begun, and you can't stop anymore, your soul will be sent to samsara by yourself, and no matter where you go, you will come back here again, and all I have to do is wait.

Luo'er's soul dispersed, he hugged Zi Chu's body, but now he has no more tears, a hundred years of experience, let the boy before the dragon couch become the man he is now, he has lost too much, from now on, he can no more, lose anything.

There must not be a trace of mistakes and omissions on top of this century-old plan. (To be continued......)