Yan Luo rolled up the long water sleeves, on the bluestone steps outside the Fengyi Palace, the body danced lightly, and at the beginning of the heart, I also took care of being outside the Fengyi Palace, to maintain a dignified majesty, it was really the treasure light in the phoenix eyes on the pillar, so that the Yan Luo, who was immersed in the joy of dancing, could not devote himself wholeheartedly.

The posture is like a weak willow supporting the wind, moving lightly in mid-air, constantly rotating, the colorful clouds and smoke around her body are still thick just now, with the rotation of her body, constantly changing shapes, looking from a distance, but you can't see the human shape.

But the faintly audible interlocking sound in mid-air makes people yearn for more beauty.

In the breeze, there seems to be a charming fragrance of peach blossoms coming from afar, covering the rich fragrance of jade peonies in the hall early.

Yanluo is the rise of the dance, for a while the half-tied water sleeves, but spread out between her tossing and jumping, the long emerald green water sleeves are lightly opened, like a lake of turquoise pool water, moist and quiet makes people smell intoxicated, but when you are intoxicated, it is between the light touch, and it leaves you.

The emerald water sleeves grew longer and longer in the silence, and soon turned into countless silk silks, which swam along with the dance steps of the smoke poultry, and the colorful smoke clouds in the air were imprisoned between the gaps formed by the silk silks as they danced.

The smoke and lotus dance is getting stronger, outside the dense smoke clouds, there seems to be a clear and more flute sound curling up, the smoke and the flute first stopped, but the flute sound is really itchy and unbearable, the smoke and the flute simply danced again, this time it was not as good as the weak willow wind just now.

At the beginning, there are more than a dozen inner rotation bodies, the emerald green clothes are spinning faster and faster with the dancing posture of the smoke apple, and there are constantly colorful clouds and smoke that are covered by the green silk silk net, with the smoke and the body of the flying whirlpool, the colorful smoke clouds outside the Fengyi Hall are the whole pattern formed by the emerald green silk silk is covered in it.

From time to time, pale pink peach petals swirl up in the air, dancing in the wind. With this constantly swirling peach petal, Yanluo unconsciously rose into the air.

A pale green light between the feather sleeves went to the sides of the body, the posture seemed to be much lighter, the consciousness was a little blurred, but there were many feelings in the heart that could not be dissolved, sometimes sour, sometimes pleasant, the eyes were even more sour and unbearable, and unconsciously, there was a warm liquid slowly sliding down

Yanluo didn't understand why she felt like this at this time, she stroked the wetness on her face, and there were many indescribable soreness in her heart, which kept surging upward.

The inexplicable power between the feather sleeves seemed to take her to find something, and the sound of Qingyue's flute in mid-air came and went, and when Yan Luo regained consciousness, she was already going in the direction of the Milky Way

"Strange, this is the direction of going to the galaxy, hey, why can't you stop" The feather demon struggled to break free from the pull of the inexplicable force, but there were no people around, or immortals, and they met many generals along the way, but they didn't seem to see themselves at all.

Yanluo opened her mouth and shouted loudly, wanting to wake up the heavenly general who was passing by beside her, but she opened her mouth and found that she was speechless, such an encounter is too unbelievable, this is the heavenly court, what is the use of a feather demon who does not have any mana.

She struggled a few times, and then simply calmed down, "My mother said that everything changes with immutability, just see what happens next"

Thinking like this, she actually sat down at the head of the clouds, and the water sleeves were restored to their original state early, except for the specific shape of the cloud head under her feet, the rest of her body was an empty void.

Yanluo didn't dare to look down, when she was still a maid in Yuecheng, she was most afraid of the high cliff, and when she encountered such a path, it was often her mother who sighed and dragged her all the way over, as long as there was a mother, there was nothing that could not be climbed over the mountain.

Just thinking about it, Qingyue's flute sound is getting clearer and clearer, the initial Qingyang is agitated, and gradually it is getting more and more quiet, as if the people who have left their hometown are relieving their homesickness.

Hearing the sound of the flute, the cloud head under Yanluo's feet seemed to stop slightly, and then quickly arrived at the Milky Way, and when Yanluo was stunned, he mercilessly threw Yanluo into the reincarnation tunnel.

Yanluo couldn't make a sound, so she had to close her eyes tightly, and said silently in her heart, "Mother, Yaya is here!" ”

In the rapid fall, Yanluo first smelled an extremely thick bloody breath, and then a chill under his feet, as if he heard the shoes fall into the swarthy reincarnation tunnel, with a bang, a puff of white smoke rose up, the shoes turned into nothing, and some of the emerald green feathers around him were gradually melting.

Yanluo opened her eyes, it was dark in front of her, she blinked vigorously, she could get used to such darkness, maybe it won't be too long, her fate will be the same as her own clothes and shoes.

Yanluo saw that it was the positive and negative whirlwind in the reincarnation tunnel that melted off her shoes, the two strong winds were intertwined, like golden lightning, and there was a terrible tearing sound, swirling in the ears, and the speed of falling was getting faster and faster, Yanluo seemed to be able to see the gentle smiling face of her mother

"Mother, I miss you so much!"

"No, Yaya, you can't be reincarnated, your mission has not been completed, Moon City is in danger, once the crown falls, Moon City will disappear in this world."

"Yaya, this is not a matter of my mother alone, this is about all the creatures in Moon City, our feather demon clan, and the innocent creatures who have lived in Moon City for generations" My mother's face flickered near and far

"Mother!" Yanluo wanted to get closer to her mother, but her mother's face suddenly disappeared, and then not far away, "Yaya, your father, he is in the sky-" A positive and negative whirlwind hit, and the mother's face was shattered.

"Mother-!" Yanluo anxiously walked towards her mother's broken face, which accelerated the speed of the fall, but she did not chase her mother, only touched her hands full of "void"

A positive and negative whirlwind galloped forward, hitting the rapidly falling Yanluo, Yanluo was instantly in a state of weightlessness, no, it should be said that she could no longer feel her own physical existence, she seemed to be detached, watching her body shatter in front of her eyes, feathering into a little void.

And her soul was so fluttering, floating without any weight to the deepest part of the reincarnation tunnel.

The deeper the tunnel, the more dim the light becomes, and the entanglement of the positive and negative whirlwinds increases, and in the process of sticking to each other, there is a "crackling" sound from time to time, like the sound of thunder.

There is a very strong light that covers the soul of Yanluo, and it hurts, and the soul of Yanluo is writhing violently, and the soul without a physical body will also hurt

"The soul records all the emotions of the host, joy, anger, sorrow, and sorrow, and naturally pain," a hoarse voice sounded from above his head

"Who is it?" Yanluo's eyes opened under the bright light, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that her physical body was actually zài.

"Is that fun? You're such a simple-minded soul," the hoarse voice came again.

Yanluo tried to look up at the place where it had happened, but all she could see was a man dressed in white with his back to him

Full of black hair, scattered over the entire shoulder, this back is so familiar, so that Yanluo has a moment of trance, she trembled and took a step closer to the "immortal"

"You're a funny little demon, I'm not a fairy"

"You're not an immortal? Then why do you wear fairy clothes? “

"Joke, it's hard to be dressed in white clothes that only your immortals can wear"

"No, I can smell it, you have the smell of green bamboo on your body, you are an immortal, but why are you avoiding me" Yanluo took a step closer

"Don't come here again, or you'll regret it!"

"Shangxian, did the little demon do something wrong to make you angry?" Yanluo was puzzled one step further

"Are you sure you want to see my face"

"Shangxian, please don't be angry with the little demon"

The white-clothed body swirled half a circle in front of Yanluo, fluttering in front of Yanluo, in this dark and boundless space, the bright light stirred up by the positive and negative whirlwinds lit up the entire empty space in an instant

The soles of Yanluo's feet slipped and almost fell, and there were white bones under her feet, but the face in front of her was something she didn't dare to look at

"Why, I don't dare to look at it, wasn't I in a hurry to see Benxian just now" There was a hint of banter in his hoarse voice.

It was an extremely fair face, with thick black hair covering most of the face, but on that white and tender face, there were no facial features, and it was actually a person