In the lonely bamboo forest in the middle of the night, except for the whirring wind brought by passing through the forest, there was no other additional sound, no matter the birds, insects or the snoring brought by the sleeping beasts, there was not a single one, as if this was just a Jedi that had been dead for a long time.

But tonight, the whirring wind suddenly mixed with a different sound.

A swordsman stumbled into the bamboo forest, his steps staggering, his bare skin was the pale color of a dead man blistered, and in many places such as his eye bubbles were soaked and rotten, and his handsome face when he was healthy could be vaguely seen from the outline of his face, but now it was just a kappa who climbed up from the bottom of the water to seek the next place for the dead ghost.

The clothes were a little blurry, and as he walked, some of the wounds that had been closed were ripped open again, and there was black and rancid blood, and as he walked forward, he couldn't hold on for long.

A low grunt sounded from his mouth, and then he fell to the ground, and the last remaining light was to see a strange sea of flowers on the other side in front of him, a green mantis was landing on top of his nearest one, and the man with his hair in the depths of the sea of flowers on the other side stood in it.

…………

In the morning, the vigor of the early sun pierced the sky, and also pierced the gloomy earth, bringing vigorous vitality to Xiaoxiang Valley.

This is Xiaoxiang Valley, a mysterious place that is rumored to be inaccessible to mortals and difficult for those who have no fate to approach, but in fact it is just a house in an ordinary small valley. The wind chimes of the early morning blow on the eaves and also wake up those who should wake up

The swordsman opened his eyes leisurely, and the strange breath, the strange color, the strange smell, the strange roof, everything was so unfamiliar.

Crossed again?

The swordsman hadn't fully woken up yet, and for a moment he was in a trance.

The sound of soft footsteps sounded from outside the room, which was obviously that the people in the room were aware of his arrival, and the swordsman suddenly sat up straight, and his originally confused spirit instantly rose to a tense state.

Belch......

The young swordsman gasped, and he suddenly got up violently, causing the wound that had been somewhat healed to open again.

"You're not lightly injured, don't move."

A Qianqian Su hand grasped his wrist, and the crisp and pleasant voice seemed to calm the anxiety in his heart for a moment, and the swordsman raised his head, but his eyes widened.

The left and right sides are symmetrically bunned, the two strands of hair hang down from both sides, and the soft black hair hangs down to the waist, revealing a plain face, delicate facial features, and calm eyes that are transmitted to his heart like a vein of autumn water.

The swordsman was a little forgetful for a while, but when he thought of his current situation, he immediately turned his head and frowned,

"I can't stay here, someone is chasing me..."

But his words were interrupted by a sudden outstretched hand, and the other party's Ruyu finger pointed at his lips, "You are safe to stay here." ”

The voice was still as crisp and full of mysterious charm as just now, and the swordsman looked at Bai Ze's fingers on his mouth, and was in a trance for a while, and inexplicably "um", and agreed with the other party's words.

In the early morning sun, the flowers on the other side of the room were blooming very brightly, and the swordsman felt the sudden healing of many injuries on his body, and his expression changed little by little.

"If you don't do it, you will stay in the middle of the continent. This Xiaoxiang Valley has not had visitors for a long time. ”

The woman raised her head, looked at the sunlight shining in through the window, and said ethereally, the curtain around her swayed gently with the wind, and the swordsman was a little stupid for a while.

"Hey, this is..."

The swordsman suddenly saw that his clothes had been changed, and he had changed into a deep and gorgeous crown robe, and the woman raised her soft silk and touched his clothes with her fingertips, drawing an arc.

"This used to be my husband's clothes, and you wore them well."

The woman lowered her head, her expression was neither lonely nor lost, and the swordsman saw her along her clothes.

The wide-sleeved long skirt with good coordination of pink and purple is somewhat self-restructured compared to the normal version, more intimate and compact, with both sides revealing Yingying's waist, Huan Huan is graceful, she sits next to her, very close, but the look on her face is so joyless and angry, her eyes are connected with herself, and she can't see anything in her gray-black pupils that are calm like a deep pool.

"Madame..."

For the first time, the woman showed some other expressions, and the swordsman immediately interrupted him as soon as he spoke, leaning slightly and showing an unknown look on his face,

"My name is Emperor E."

On the erection day, the originally bright weather suddenly began to rain.

Rain, not too big, not too small; The wind, neither strong nor weak.

Late at night, the swordsman walked down the hallway, feeling the half-healed injuries on his body, and thought deeply.

He didn't know how long he had been sleeping here, and he couldn't find the concept of time in this Xiaoxiang Valley, far away from the world, as if he could stay forever as long as he was willing to stay.

Thinking of eternity, the swordsman couldn't help but think of a woman named Emperor E, in this place far away from the world, there is such a fairy figure who is not like ordinary earth, it is really like a myth.

But his past identity and experience have always made him have one or two thoughts about everything, especially this bizarre adventure, which makes the idea of "there must be a demon when things go wrong" in his heart.

Pushing open a hallway in a hallway, he was greeted by the scene inside.

The gloomy room was very empty, and the only thing worth caring about was the southern tablet.

Walking calmly, the incense sticks in the incense burner faintly rose smoke, and the red tablet in the middle let him pick it up gently, in this dim light, the swordsman carefully looked at this thing, but suddenly a sigh of "hey" sounded behind him.

The swordsman hurriedly turned around, and where Emperor E was standing three feet away, he was still as beautiful as yesterday, but he seemed to tilt his head and say nothing.

"Emperor E... Uh, ma'am, I'm sorry. ”

The swordsman opened his mouth a little embarrassed, and then handed over the tablet in his hand.

Emperor E gently took the tablet, and then held it in his arms before slowly speaking.

"This is my sister."

Her name was ...... Female Ying? ”

"We're twin sisters, we have a good relationship, and we share whatever we do." Touching the hair that fell down his chest, his tone suddenly lowered, "Until a man appears in our lives." He...... That's it, Shun-kun. ”

Empress E raised his head and looked at the endless sea of flowers outside, "From the first time I saw Shun, everything changed, we fell in love with this man at the same time, but found that love is something that cannot be shared at all." In the deepest part of my heart, my sister and I selfishly hope that Shunjun can love herself more, maybe my sister accidentally found that Shunjun seems to be better to me, but it is such a little difference, but it has become my sister's heaviest heart knot. ”

"She's sick, she's getting sicker, and no amount of medicine can cure it, sister, she's ...... Finally left. ”

The swordsman looked at Emperor E, who was weeping in front of him, and turned around inexplicably, but Emperor E continued, "My sister's death is like an invisible river, like Xiangshui, between me and Shunjun, and gradually Shunjun began to be estranged. ”

Emperor E lowered his eyebrows and looked at the floor a foot away, and slowly said in a sigh, "I haven't seen Shunjun for a long time. ”