In other words, in that peculiar world, the world tree that covered the sky and the sun shot out a green light under the action of the formation, piercing through layer after layer of world crystal walls and disappearing.

At this time, in an unknown space, in a vast jungle, there is a courtyard, with red walls and tiles, carved beams and paintings, and there is even more brilliance in the faint moment. In one of the larger houses, two men and one woman stood.

Among them, the middle-aged man is slender, wearing a purple and gold two-color golden dragon wearing cloud silk robe, a belt with the same color gold silk spider pattern swimming dragon playing in the water around his waist, black hair tied up and fixed with a jasper hairpin gilt crown, and a pair of black satin cloud climbing boots on his feet.

His eyes are calm like the water of a deep pool, his eyebrows are as black as ink paintings, and his whole expression is calm mixed with innate nobility, faintly revealing a sense of vicissitudes.

The man stood with his hands in his hands, his back to the group, looking up at a painting on the wall, silent.

In the painting is a glamorous middle-aged woman, who looks graceful and rich, beautiful and moving, if you look closely, you will also find that the girl in the audience and the person in the conversation, there is a little resemblance between the eyebrows.

...

"It's been two hundred years, do you have to wait any longer?" The middle-aged man still didn't look back, looked at the scroll on the wall, and slowly spoke.

"Two hundred years is nothing, even if it is two thousand years, twenty thousand years, I will still wait. A voice was crisp and pleasant, like a clear spring, and there was a faint sadness in the quiet.

It was a young girl who spoke, slender and lithe. Three thousand green silk are twisted into a wishful bun, with a moon-white glazed pendant moon hairpin, on which a few strings of silver flowers are hung without wind, and the green silk over the shoulder is sprinkled down like a waterfall.

A lilac-colored carved silk chest-length butterfly wears a flower and fairy dress, covered with a pale pink openwork silk smoke Luo light yarn, and a pair of proud twin peaks are round and tight. A silk silver thread inlaid with beads is gently tied to the slender waist, and the silk silk hair at both ends floats out, complementing the light and agile skirt of the Wangxian skirt.

When I look at the woman's appearance again, it is even more beautiful and moving. A small melon seed face with a faint flush. Under the eyebrows of the two frowning willow leaves, there is a pair of sparkling almond eyes, clear and bright, like the surface of the lake on a spring day, rippling between the wrinkles. A small mouth is as delicate as the rose petals, and with the delicate nose, it gives people the urge to come forward and kiss it.

The whole person stood there, like a weak bead fairy grass on the edge of the hidden spring, which made people can't help but feel love and pity.

The man still looked at the paintings on the wall, and spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful.

"In today's realm, I don't think there is no possibility of existence in the previous life, but what about existence, it's all in the past, what's the point of persisting in it!"

"No, this is not in the past, if it is really in the past, how can I remember! Since there is no past, I will definitely not let go, the past life was not perfect, and this life must continue to be the first edge. ”

Hearing this, the man turned around abruptly, looked at the girl, and rebuked sharply:

"I don't care what happened to you in your previous life, I only know that you are my daughter in this life, and I promised her before your mother died that I would make you happy for the rest of your life. But now, for two hundred years, I've never seen a smile in front of me, never. ”

After speaking, the man tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes and stopped looking at the girl in the audience. The girl was also silent when she heard this, and the two were silent. After a long time, the man spoke, and his voice became much softer.

"Are you so sure he's coming?" Seeing his daughter nod, the man continued, "You are no longer what you were in your previous life, how can he recognize you, and what if he has long forgotten the things of his previous life?"

"No, he will definitely remember me, as long as he remembers the events of his previous life, he will definitely find me and recognize me", after a pause, the girl continued, "If he really forgets me, then it means that the fate between us has been, I should disappear from the world, and re-enter reincarnation, but", the girl's voice trembled slightly, "It's just my father's kindness, I have to repay it in the next life." ”

Hearing this, the man's body trembled slightly, and he turned to look at the portrait on the wall, and the whole person seemed to age dozens of years in an instant.

...

Between heaven and earth, a big black sword lay silently in the air. Suddenly, the sword body shook, and a playful and lovely girl walked out of it, sitting heavily on the sword body, her two lotus legs dangling casually in the air, her small mouth curled, and she snorted softly.

"I heard Sister Bao say that that guy is coming over soon, I want to see which bastard dared to bully my Sister Bao in the previous life!

Xiao Hei, if you run into that bastard at that time, you will cut him hard for me, and when you are tired, you will change to me to cut him, and you will cut him again when I am tired!"

I don't know when, a black figure floated out of this black big sword, and glanced at the little girl in front of him lightly, her voice was gentle, but there was no anger that belonged to people.

"No, if according to what you said, how many people do you think in this big world can carry it, if you don't want to do it, just say it, don't talk about these things that you don't have. ”

The little girl didn't seem to understand the banter in the dark shadow man's words, so she raised her fingers and began to count them seriously.

"Uh... I want to think about it, first of all, the good-looking white-haired sissy can, this is one, the old man who loves to sleep should be okay, this is the second, and the bull-nosed old man should be okay, the last time he cut him, he kept running, this is the third, oh, by the way, the charlatan who likes to deceive people everywhere, I don't know if it's okay, it's one, then it's five. And that old loach in the Hidden Dragon Realm...

And..."

The black shadow man couldn't help but be a little speechless, seeing that this little girl was endless, he shook it for a while, and the whole person disappeared into the big sword.

...

In a space, there were two men covered in black mist, and at this time, a mirror emitting black mist was floating in front of them, and the picture in the mirror flashed away, it was the picture of the world tree hole piercing through the boundary wall.

"The Lord's chess move is really high, in this way, the youngest and most potential man in the Jia family died, this time the bloodline is probably broken, and besides, after such a big help, the Buddhist family is probably sad enough. ”

"No, no, you're only half right. The lack of such a genius in the Buddhist family is indeed going to be sad for a while. As for the Jia family, the bloodline must not be broken, the origin of the inheritance treasure jade of the Jia family is said to be not small, and I am actually very surprised to be able to kill Jia Chen so smoothly this time. It stands to reason that as long as Jia Chen launches the inheritance of Baoyu, then this operation should not be so smooth. Unless..."