"Life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. Lingxiu, is she okay?" the black devil seemed to fall into a deep memory, and his voice was ethereal, and no matter how he heard it, there was a kind of helplessness that made him pale and pale no matter how he heard it.

"That's how you want to see her?" Hades's fan-like voice was full of curiosity: "This is what human beings call love? ”

The black devil seemed more tired, and his voice became hoarse and deep: "Hades, although I serve you as my lord, you must also retain my last dignity. ”

There was silence. Hades seems to have retreated, but the gloom and coldness of the darkness have never left this mysterious figure. In the darkness, a pair of blood-red evil eyes pierced the sky with a trace of depth, and many meanings were mixed and entangled, gradually merging into this indescribable look at the moment.

"In that case, then come with me. When Hades spoke again, there was no longer a playful and awe-inspiring oily tone, but a solemn and cherished one. As he spoke, a powerful force of thought burst out of the air, and the space suddenly squeezed out folds, soaking and tearing, and a vicious crack appeared in the air.

Looking into the gap, a scarlet corridor came into view, like an abyss of sin in the depths of memory, and the endless phantom red churned with nothingness and depression.

A dark shadow flickered, followed by a low sigh like thunder, and a dark shadow rose from the throne and disappeared as a stream.

The narrow spatial crack slowly closed, and the constant fear and horror from inside and outside were blocked in the world on the other side, if someone was present at this time, they would be gasping for a long time, and the various negative emotions that weighed on the heart were simply crazy!

How to describe it? It seems to be an awe-inspiring world, everything is dominated by scarlet with a halo of circles, which looks real and illusory, and deep in you is a tiny life form in a vast labyrinth that is desperately struggling, rushing left and right, unable to find a way out. You may know in your heart that there is no way out here, but you still deceive yourself and swallow the pain and despair, thus reaching the extreme of inflated madness.

Perhaps a more apt metaphor could be used to confine a person in a fixed and confined space such as a coffin, and under the double shadow of death and bondage, in less than half an hour, this person was so crazy that he could curse the whole world!

In this environment, the two figures are reflected in the illusion, lonely like jackdaws at sunset.

Time seems to be viscous to have substance, and there are circles and ripples when you set foot in it, as if He Xi no longer has the power to shock here. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, the form disappeared, and the two gradually drifted apart, and finally seemed to disappear in this vast endless.

Red silk tent, Chijing Pavilion, a woman with a flower and moon appearance and soft eyebrows and a shallow smile, lying peacefully on the soft cotton silk with her hands and abdomen, cherry Fan Su sipping, sipping ten thousand kinds of affection, a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, embellished with thousands of styles.

The only fly in the ointment is that her beautiful eyebrows and eyes are tightly closed, as if she is being greeted, and she doesn't want to look at the world that makes her nostalgic and at the same time disappointed.

The silk silk hangs in the red tent, and under the red tent is a beautiful and colorful glazed altar, and the round altar is surrounded by colorful candles scattered with Luobu, which seems to have no rules, but it seems to be a fantasy form when you look closely. The red tent stands on it, as if placed in the starry sky, the river Han, the group of people are swaying, faintly looping correspondingly, the same qi and branches, holding the red tent in the palm of the hand.

The emperor's grace and cultivation of virtue are extreme, and this woman can be in such a fairyland, which can also be said to be the result of creation.

The black devil only felt that his eyes were dazzling, and his eyes suddenly changed, and the burden that was always on his heart was suddenly relieved, and the world suddenly changed into invisible, as if he had passed through an invisible door and saw a completely different side of the door.

The whole space generally feels circular, with endless nothingness below. In the center of the space, a platform made of round jade bricks connects the stone bridge that looks like tentacles around it. If you focus on a certain detail, a strong exotic atmosphere becomes more and more uncontrollable.

The black devil turned a blind eye to all of this, and he stared distractedly at the red tent that seemed to float like a clump of rubble, as if a thin mist was shrouded in his eyes, and in the haze there were scenes of the past replaying frame by frame.

Hades, who was in a cloud of black shadows, looked at the black devil thoughtfully, and quite keenly observed the black devil's hands trembling slightly with excitement, and he put on a look of incomprehension. For Hades, the so-called love of human beings is a new thing, and he is inconceivable about the lack of rationality in love without asking the reason, and he does not understand where this kind of affection lies, just as he does not understand the origin of the universe. And for this reason, the great emotion that seems noblest to man gives him a sense of powerlessness and irritability beyond his control, and at the same time arouses his curiosity and desire to explore.

The unknown is always the scariest. Although, in some cases, it may be fearless due to ignorance, and thus escape the despair from the depths of the soul, a completely fearless existence will eventually be rejected by heaven and earth and by man and god because of its own contempt for the unknown.

Just because Hades has extraordinary experience in this regard, and also has an extraordinary cognition, lessons are always the driving force for people to forge ahead, and Hades is naturally unexpectedly sensitive.

At the moment, all about Hades's thoughts and feelings is off-topic. I saw the black devil tear off the black hat, and a face with clear lines and obvious traces of time was exposed, and the masculinity was like a swift bow and arrow, which made people's heartstrings tremble in a trance. A hideous scar stretched obliquely from the corner of his left eye that revealed his resolute aura to his neck, coupled with the tiger's eyes and roaring, and his thin cheeks were like knives and axes, the tough guy charm of this soup soup was undoubtedly revealed on this face full of life experience.

At this moment, he was obviously a little strange, his breath was short, and his emotions were like the movement of the earth's crustal plates, brewing an extremely unstable flame slurry boiling.

He walked slowly but with great determination, his slightly wet eyes and his increasingly violent, trembling hands showing what kind of state he was in at the moment.

Long stone bridge, white jade steps, qiongzhu curtains.

He stood silently in the red tent. The graceful woman lying in the red tent on the high platform is still lying quietly and peacefully, as if she is the most beautiful side face in the world, with an unearthly smile at the corner of her mouth.

The black devil's eyes were filled with blood, and tears kept rolling in his eyes, and although he had tried his best to restrain himself, the causeway finally collapsed because he could not bear the weight of the endless years.

The black devil's face suddenly shone brightly, and tears flowed for a long time, hysterical. He squatted down gently, gently stroking the ends of the peerless woman's hair, even if he was crying, he still raised a loving smile.

You and I have crossed life and death, mountains and rivers and north, you and I have trekked through the years, the annual rings are heavy, and finally we meet again at the end of this life!

There are minor tunes in the southern country: the dream curtain, the Yiqiong skirt, the lovesickness of seeing you day and day, and the sound of partridges at night. Mention the line, the mountains and rivers, the underworld has the will of heaven, and the reincarnation meets.

The black devil was already lying on her pillow, weeping silently.