The precious and rare wood invisibly reveals an ancient fragrance precipitated by the years, and the sins of the decaying kingdom system are like shining gold dust, and the exquisite cherry blossoms carved on the green sandalwood window lattices are in full swing...... Blood-colored roses blooming from the mire.

The blood-colored rose climbed the rock, the thorny branches dripping with the stench, rotten dark juice, but its flowers were still fragrant, and the layers of petals were the stamens traced by gold dust. When the daylight glimmers into the palatial interior, all the light deliberately avoids the cherry blossoms on the blooming greenery.

This splendid and gorgeous hall is not so much the pride and decoration of the royal family and nobles of Sakura Country, but rather the eyes of the demon left in the mortal world. Behind the gorgeous brilliance will always carry a lot of white bones, no matter how beautiful the Bei Que Zhu Palace is, the stench of this gradually decomposing corpse cannot be dissipated inside.

A faint wail of grievances lingered around His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Xu Shen lowered his starry eyes and casually flicked the gorgeous and delicate suit dress, and the embroidery style of the dragon cloud pattern shone brightly, as beautiful and cold as his face: "Sixteen years...... Nan Fusheng, even if you wait for another sixteen, thirty-two, or forty-eight years, you will never find a way to save Miss Nanda's life. ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's cold and thin words ordered the nine subordinates who followed Nan Fusheng's side could no longer hold back the bloodthirsty killing intent in their hearts, and their movements quickly pulled out their pistols in less than a second, the bullets had already been loaded, and everyone's index finger was accurately pulled on the trigger.

That swift speed has obviously exceeded the limits of the human body, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's loyal entourage also hurriedly pulled out their pistols, and the swarthy muzzles of the guns pointed at each other, but the difference is that several subordinates around Nan Fusheng were calm and calm, and after the anger, they quickly adjusted their emotions, on the other hand, Xu Shen's entourage was panicked, and their thoughts were still involuntarily immersed in that extremely dangerous second.

"Can you never find it...... Your Royal Highness, are you so sure? The azure jewel collar shone with brilliance, Nan Fusheng curled his thin lips and stared at Xu Shen with a smile rather than a smile, although his words rarely revealed honorifics, but his tone and tone were still high, as if he was born with a god who looked down on all beings.

The dark golden gorgeous curtain is like an endless abyss, hanging on the seemingly brilliant white marble masonry, Xu Shen quietly resisted the cold chill that gradually spread under his feet, and said coldly word by word: "It's not certain, it's a fact." ”

Broken crystals burst out and scattered on the white marble masonry with gilt reliefs, Xu Shen picked up the crystal cup containing the amber liquor, imitated Nan Fusheng's previous warning behavior, and slowly poured out the wine in the cup: "Even if God is willing to give you a long time to wait, but what about Miss Nanda?" Can you guarantee that she can go crazy and desperate without being tortured by the pain of illness day after day? Nan Fusheng, if you want to completely cure Nan Zuisheng's disease, there is only one way. ”

"What way." The slender fingers were clenched tightly, and Nan Fusheng stared intently at Xu Shen's expression and demeanor, and his voice was extremely gorgeous.

"Unless there really --- gods in this world." The gorgeous and delicate face suddenly burst out with a warm and crazy faith, the pale red lips were as enchanting and sinful as if soaked in blood, Xu Shen raised his eyes and stared at Nan Fusheng's deep and charming phoenix eyes, and at the end, there was a trace of light blood snaked down the corners of his lips.

The amber liquor is like a trickle of water slowly pouring down the crystal cup on the floor tiles, and the gilded white marble masonry is impregnated with the color of the wine, which looks more and more flawless under the crystal curtain, and the gilded brilliance is like a magic lamp that will never be extinguished, completely ......

Lit up this gorgeous decaying tomb.

There is such a person in this world, they are born to perceive the invisible energy fluctuations around them, and they can see the real world under the glitz and falsehood of the surface through the superficial scene. When the layers of fog are cleared by the talents given by fate, then the --- that unfolds before these people's eyes will be a new fantasy world.

Xu Shen is such a person, he can clearly perceive the energy fluctuations of his body that no longer wails in pain and moans all the time: he can also feel the kindness and beauty, and the soft power of vitality is like morning dew.

But most of the time, what he felt the most was still pain and wailing, cold and resentment.

Endless fluctuations of negative energy haunted His Royal Highness, and although he knew that this was his innate talent, he did not know how to control it and use it for himself. Therefore, he inevitably became a tragic existence that many negative energies rushed to be haunted by malice.

Or rather...... A peculiar being that can listen, perceive, and even accommodate the energy of a magnetic field.

When he first saw him, the fairy-like jade-colored Nan Zuisheng slowly approached him as if he was stepping on the warm sun and the light and shadow of the stars and moon, revealing a graceful and elegant gesture deeply engraved in his bones, but Nan Zuisheng obviously looked so unearthly and beautiful as jade, but the sorrow and sorrow that she revealed from the depths of her soul were completely perceived by Xu Shen.

It was a wonderful feeling that sometimes through the veil, sometimes fused with flesh and blood.

He couldn't wait to know why such a noble and beautiful existence as Nan Zuisheng would still emit a sorrow from the depths of his soul, so in the seven days that Nan Zuisheng was sleeping in the gorgeous palace, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince tried to use his incomparable special ability for the first time to slowly penetrate into the depths of Nan Zuisheng's soul bit by bit.

What does the soul look like?

This is an unanswered question.

But when the clouds floating on the surface were all stripped away by the extraordinary talent, Xu Shen realized for the first time that everything in ---the world has a soul for the first time.

The boundless darkness lingered and spread in the depths of the soul that His Royal Highness wanted to watch, and his consciousness was like a cold and viscous droplet, gradually penetrating into Nan Zuisheng's soul little by little. Then, he felt that he had come to a place of gray and cold mist, and as he walked along the layers of endless mist, he saw the cruel and bloody soul imprint through Nan's drunken soul memory.

The soul imprint is actually just a beautiful and illusory title.

The soul is ethereal, with the wonderful existence of love, hatred, hatred, anger, sorrow and other changing forms, although Xu Shen is an atheist without faith, but when he gradually penetrates the fog and deeply peeks into the cruel imprint in the depths of Nan Zuisheng's soul, he only feels that a thunderbolt power is instantly descended from the heavens in his mind.

That's the punishment of trying to watch the heavens.

When his consciousness returned from the depths of Nan's drunken soul to his own body, he searched almost wildly for all the legends of the demise of the world's precocious talents. Xu Shen had heard of the rumors that the precocious geniuses of the world's wisdom and demons were all accompanied by the pain of eternal life and eternity, but he had never deeply explored the truth buried behind these rumors.

Until he met Nan Zuisheng.

After His Royal Highness the Crown Prince met Miss Nanda, he willingly lowered his noble and gorgeous head, and was willing to use himself as a carrier and a container, and manipulated his consciousness to gradually penetrate into the depths of the girl's soul. As this marvelous ability grew, he seemed to find himself in possession of a mystical power that could walk on the brink of danger at all times.

This power is invisible, but it can gradually form a transparent barrier with his thoughts, and as his ability grows, Xu Shen finds that he seems to have the ability to control the alien dimension. Obviously, at the beginning, it was only a subtle change in his blood, but until now, he has gradually transformed into a new self in his ever-increasing ability.

Where is the source of mysterious power that does not belong to the mundane world?

The answer seems self-evident.

How could the power of the gods be given to a mortal, in the eyes of the gods who are high up and look down on all beings, all living beings in the world are mayflies of heaven and earth, a drop in the ocean. If that mortal is blessed by the gods, will it be a blessing or a disaster to be able to control the power of the extradimensional dimension?

Of course, these strange and fantastic energy exists Xu Shen has always guarded and covered up well, and he knows that the power given by the gods is not tolerated in the world, so he never uses it easily.

It wasn't until the plan to cooperate with Dong Mengsheng was successful, but Nan Zuisheng fell into a coma because of a bullet in the heart, Xu Shen had to melt the power he controlled into his blood, and then separated the body for Nan Zuisheng, and the wandering soul was gradually pulled back into the body, breaking the transparent barrier between life and death.

The gorgeous phoenix eyes were precipitated with stars and moon falling, Nan Fusheng stared at Xu Shen's face that suddenly burst out with passionate and crazy faith, and the invisible energy fluctuations that lingered around him when Nan Zuisheng was shot and unconscious quickly appeared in his mind: "...... You know something, right? ”

Very affirmative tone.

"That's right, the world in front of you is not the real world, and sometimes the seemingly ethereal, fantastical and false existence is precisely the buried reality." The trickle of amber liquor poured like a trickle spread on the gilded relief white marble masonry, Xu Shen lowered his eyelashes and seemed to be fascinated to admire the wine soaked in the masonry, but in fact, there was unconcealable fear in his eyes.

Fear for life and soul.

Although he is an atheist without faith, he will never blaspheme and ridicule the unknown, the known, or the ethereal.

Because of fear, he lived peacefully until now.

Because of his fear, he has been busy planning to this day.

But in the final analysis, the fundamental reason for His Royal Highness's fear is that he can't completely control that mysterious power, and he has already received punishment and warnings from the heavens when he spied into the depths of Nan Zuisheng's soul without permission.

If mortals are not afraid and disrespectful, it is blasphemy against the gods.

It is an unpardonable sin.

The amber liquor is like a girl's fading life, Xu Shen's hand movements continue to pour the fine wine in the crystal glass, perhaps in the eyes of others he is appreciating the lustrous brilliance formed by the condensation of the fine wine and gilt, but he is gradually sliding down the crystal glass from the wine, starry eyes dimly peeking about the future of Nan Zuisheng.