"That day, I took off his mask for the first time," recounted the red-clothed Qingyao, "I thought he was ordinary-looking, or that his face was flawed, but I was wrong, his face was very beautiful, so that I could still dream of the most beautiful face in the world when I closed my eyes." ”

She closed her amber eyes, as if recalling events from the past, and those memories must have been beautiful, for there was happiness in her smile.

He said, I am suitable for wearing pink clothes, but I don't follow, after all, I am also a small clan leader, how can I wear pink clothes like a little girl? How embarrassing it would be to be seen by those people who usually say that I am resolute and ruthless, so he chose red clothes for me, and this bastard also said that as long as I don't wear black, I am the most beautiful person in the world. ”

The red-clothed Qingyao said as she spoke, Dongfang Zitang could see the relevant picture, but she couldn't see Luo Chen's face clearly in the picture, thinking that the red-clothed Qingyao didn't want her to see Luo Chen's face.

"But he was wrong, in fact, the most beautiful face in the world is his face, if he is willing to wear my clothes, all the people in the world will kneel under his beauty," the red-clothed Qingyao continued, "Although my enemy is dead, but the clan is not as good as before, many things need me to do with him personally, in fact, I really didn't know him at that time, I can't even remember how I liked him in the first place, all I remember is that I like him more and more, I like him more and more, I can't say the reason from the beginning, Later, there were a lot of reasons, and his dislike of me wearing black became the reason why I liked him. ”

Dongfang Zitang listened quietly to the red-clothed Qingyao while looking at the pictures in the scene, she went from looking at the difficult but beautiful memories to the basic good memories, and then to the ......

The Qing Yao clan has started a war with one of the Yu clans. The territory where the Yu clan claimed to be the territory of the Qing Yao clan was once the territory of their Yu clan, and asked for it back, how could the Qing Yao clan be willing?

Under the struggle between the two tribes, it will be a war.

And Qing Yao was pregnant at the time, Luo Chen kissed Qing Yao's hand lightly: "Lady, give the victory of this battle to our child for her husband, may he be born a god of war." ”

"My Lang Jun is a natural god of war, and so am my children," Qing Yao kissed Luo Chen's cheek, "Husband, I believe you." ”

"Wait for me."

After speaking, Luo Chen held the giant sword in his hand and flew into the sky, the center of the army.

Luo Chen went to the battlefield, and Qing Yao raised a baby in the clan, and often heard battle reports, although there were losses and wins, but Qing Yao always believed that her Luo Chen would return to her and her children with victory as before.

In the seventh year of Qing Yao's pregnancy, the Yu clan finally announced the end of the war and gave up this territory, and just when the Qing Yao clan was celebrating with the whole country, Luo Chen's mourning report came.

Qing Yao didn't believe that Luo Chen really died like this: "No corpse, no corpse is no death!" ”

"Patriarch, be sober! Who dies and leaves behind a corpse? The elders advised Qing Yao to calm down.

However, how could Qingyao be calm, she wrote a letter, in which the aftermath of the family was arranged, and that night, she disappeared.

She went to the battlefield of the Heyu clan alone, looking for Luo Chen in countless bloodshed, she would ask Luo Chen's whereabouts when she saw people, but no one answered her.

In the end she went crazy, how crazy was she? She couldn't even remember how her baby was born or where it was.

"Where? I'll kill you, after all, I'll kill anyone I see. The red-clothed Qingyao sneered, this smile made people feel creepy, and the momentum around her whole person showed an extreme coldness.

Dongfang Zitang instinctively felt that it was dangerous, but she knew that if she stayed away from the red-clothed Qingyao at this time, she would only be more angered by the red-clothed Qingyao.

Years of loneliness and painful torture have long left her emotionally unstable and moody.

The picture changed, from killing people when she saw them, to crying for many years, to seeing everyone Luo Chen, and finally, she fell into the abyss, and when she woke up again, she came to the bottom of this water hole.

She can't leave this special space, so she can only wander in the space, and make some "toys" in her spare time to relieve her boredom, which is the monsters that Dongfang Zitang and Don't bother me encountered along the way.

"What about you? Do you have ...... Ever seen...... My Luo Chen? The red-clothed Qingyao looked at Dongfang Zitang with excitement in her empty eyes, and the corners of her mouth were bloodthirsty, as if as long as Dongfang Zitang answered the answer she didn't like to hear, she would kill Dongfang Zitang.

And Dongfang Zitang saw it in the memory of the red-clothed Qingyao, whether the respondent said that she had seen it or not, she would kill it correctly, because she thought that the other party was lying.

Therefore, Dongfang Zitang did not answer, her eyes met the amber eyes of the red-clothed Qingyao, which made the red-clothed Qingyao couldn't help but come back to her senses a little.

After all...... Her husband, her Luo Chen, also has such a pair of purple eyes.

But she still grabbed Dongfang Zitang's neck and roared: "Say! Have you ever seen my Luochen?! ”

"Yes." Although Dongfang Zitang's neck was choked to death, she was just a consciousness at this time, although it was hurting her soul, it did not affect her throat pronunciation.

"Seen? Ever seen? Hahaha, my Luochen is dead! How could you possibly have seen it? You're nothing but a humble ......"

"Yes, he is in your memory, if you go crazy, he will never come back."

I don't know if what Dongfang Zitang said had an effect, in short, she stopped attacking Dongfang Zitang, and her empty eyes gradually became bright, and that melancholy and sadness returned.

"In the memory...... if she goes crazy, those precious memories between them will be gone.

"If you can make up a fantasy, why not make him up? If you can copy him, isn't it a kind of rebirth? Dongfang Zitang continued.

"Compile him? How can the illusion of the compilation be compared to him! The red-clothed Qingyao disdainful.

"Even if you can make up illusions again, you still think illusions are fake, right?" Dongfang Zitang asked.

The red-clothed Qingyao nodded, the illusion was naturally fake, she knew this very well, even when she was the most crazy, she never thought of using the illusion to deceive herself.

In other words, how can you deceive yourself with the illusion you have created?

"What if, then, add the law of time?"

"The law of time? Even I, for so many years, I have no clue about the law of time, I don't know the slightest bit, and if there is a law of time, why should I look for him in the illusion!? "The red-clothed Qingyao used to think that Dongfang Zitang was as stable as him, but now she feels that this clever girl is a bit fantastical.

"It's true that the laws of time are too obscure and too esoteric to capture, but ...... If it is used in a fantasy world, I happen to have some adventures, and I may be able to do it. Dongfang Zitang spoke plainly, not boasting to himself, and there was no emptiness in his heart.

Looking at Dongfang Zitang's appearance, especially her bland purple eyes, it always makes the red-clothed Qingyao suddenly think of Luo Chen, and if you look closely, the woman in front of her is also like Luo Chen, beautiful in the world...... The red-clothed Qingyao stretched out her hand gently, as if she wanted to touch Dongfang Zitang's cheek, but she saw the doubt flashing in Dongfang Zitang's eyes and withdrew her hand.

"Can you do it?"

"I can't now, but if Qingyao's seniors are willing to help me, then I can do it."