There was a huge attraction in the water waves, and he dragged his body into it without saying anything, but he was shocked to find that he had no power to resist, and all his mana seemed to be drained at this moment, and he could only watch himself being dragged into the mirror.

The whole process was just a moment, and Hua Chengcheng didn't even notice anything unusual on the other side, she just heard Cang Wunian say anxiously, "You wait for me", and then there was silence.

She was a little puzzled in her heart, and called softly: "Brother Wunian?"

No one answered her.

"Brother Wunian?" she raised her voice and called again, but there was still silence around her.

Hua Chengcheng was a little panicked, and hurriedly withdrew his hand from the mirror, wanting to go around to the side of the mirror to see what happened to Cang Wunian.

But the moment her hand left the mirror, the mirror suddenly emitted a faint light, the light was very hazy, but it carried a power that was difficult to ignore.

The footsteps that the painting had just taken stopped in place because of the light emitted from the mirror.

I thought that the mirror would have some strange picture after the faint light surged, but after a while, the faint light was still hazy, making the whole mirror look foggy, and there was nothing else.

Hua Chengcheng frowned slightly, and his steps moved, and he went around to the other side of the mirror in an instant.

However, before her eyes could search for the location of Cang Wunian, the faint light in the mirror suddenly erupted like a flood, illuminating all the darkness around her at once, and the dazzling light made the painting close his eyes subconsciously.

The process from closing her eyes to trying to open her eyes is not too long, and it is estimated that it will only take a few breaths, but when she sees her surroundings clearly, her heart can't help but "chuckle".

This was still the same place they had been before, the depths of the Hongmeng Relic, but everything around them looked a little different, the environment that had been as dark as the starry sky with a little light with stars became as bright as day, and in front of her was still the strange Twelve Hour Mirror.

It's just that the twelve-hour mirror in front of her no longer reflects her vague figure, but turns into a huge light curtain, on which she once again sees the man in the purple and gold robe, everything except for the color of his eyes, which is the same as Cang Wunian. Only this time, the man's hair was gray.

"Delirium...... This man is delirious. But what about Brother Wunian? Where is Brother Wunian?"

What happened around this, Cang Wunian and the painting Allure naturally don't know. If he was empty, he would have sighed very much, and it was a very wise move for him to bring them here.

At twelve o'clock, the mirror had a strange reaction because of the touch of the painting, and the other side of the mirror reflected her thousands of years ago in front of Cang Wunian, guiding him back to the past.

And the painting Allure that was left in place is inextricably linked to Cang Wunian who has returned to the past, so she will witness everything related to her in the past here.

Cang Wunian, who was pulled into the mirror, was finally down-to-earth after a whirlwind, but when he came back to his senses, the scene in his eyes surprised him very much.

The surrounding light was a little dim, and it looked like the last bit of light before sunset. In front of him was a long river that did not know its origin and end, and he was standing on the edge of the riverbank, with a sea of fiery red manzhu sawa flowers behind him.

Not far from his location, there is a very quaint bluestone bridge, probably to let passers-by see the road under their feet, and there are stone lamps on both sides of the stone bridge at intervals.

On the other side of the river is a large patch of dazzling white mandala flowers, which stands out from the surroundings.

Cang Wunian subconsciously looked around, and finally his gaze inadvertently fell under the bluestone bridge, and under the arch of the blood-yellow river flowing, a man in a purple and gold robe stood impressively.

The man's figure looked very young and handsome, but the strange thing was that most of his waist-length hair was as white as snow, and only a few strands of hair were very incongruously black like ink.

"Delirium? is this...... When am I?" Cang Wunian looked at the man standing straight in the river not far away, and couldn't help muttering in confusion.

Cang Delirium stood there quietly, as if he had become one with the dim light around him. There was a faint curtain of light in front of him, and he seemed to be staring intently at the scene in the light curtain at the moment.

Out of curiosity, Cang Wunian subconsciously walked to Cang Yu's side, and he also wanted to see how he spent his thousand years in this Lethe River in his previous life.

On the bluestone road under his tiptoes, Cang Wunian came to Cang Delirium's side without much effort, but when his feet were about to fall into the river, he suddenly made a fierce spirit - this is the water of Lethe, he actually jumped in without thinking. With his current mana, how could he withstand the washing of this river?

But the next moment he realized that his worries were unnecessary, for just as he fell into the river, he found that the river did not make a sound, not even a splash.

He looked down and found that his body was hazy and illusory, as if he were out of his body.

After thinking about it for a while, he probably figured out that this is the real past, he is delirium, delirium is him, at the same time and place, it is impossible for two selves to appear.

So the current situation is about that, he is attracted to the woman in the mirror who is exactly the same as the painting Allure, and follows her back to the past, and he will slowly find himself in these real pasts with an existence that cannot be discovered, including strength, including memory.

Thinking like this, he became a little worried, he disappeared from the Hongmeng Relics for no reason, and he would be anxious if he couldn't find him in the painting city. Or, the painting Allure was also brought back to the past by the strange mirror, and I don't know where I am.

His mind was in turmoil, and he suddenly heard the sound of coughing around him, not loud, but very depressed, obviously very uncomfortable but twisting a lot of strength not to let people find out, although it is impossible for this kind of ghost to come to a place where there can be people.

Cang Wunian raised his eyes and found that Cang Yu was raising his hand to gently wipe away the remaining blood on his lips, his face was a little pale, and the lines on his face were inexplicably cold and hard because of his eyes at this time.

Cang Wunian looked at the faint light curtain in front of Cang Yu with some curiosity, and found that the picture in the light curtain presented the scene of the human world - in a simple country house, a man and a woman were wearing wedding clothes, and they had just finished worshipping heaven and earth.

For the groom Cang Wunian is not impressed, obviously the other party is just an ordinary mortal, it seems that he should be an honest farmer, the bride because of the head of the Xipa, Cang Wunian can not see the woman's appearance clearly for the time being.

In the picture, the two worshipped heaven and earth, and the bride was sent into the cave room. I don't know how long it took for the bridegroom to enter the cave house. Xu is too excited because of the big day, even ordinary people have to drink, at this time the groom's face is red, drunk eyes are hazy staring at the bride who is sitting quietly on the bed.

"Lady...... Lady, I, I feel like I'm dreaming...... In my life, Liu Dazhu, I can, I can marry a wife as beautiful as you like a flower, it's really ...... It's really a ...... of several lifetimes" The groom walked towards the bride with a heavy head, chattering drunkenly.

The bride's Hipa trembled slightly, and her hands tightened unconsciously, thinking that she must be nervous because of the next thing that would change her life.

Seeing that the bride was silent, the drunken groom laughed twice, quickened his staggering pace, stumbled to the bride's side, and sat down beside her.

The Xipa on the bride's head trembled again, she seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and her body moved to the side unconsciously.

The groom didn't realize it, he put his arms around the bride and hugged him into his arms, and kissed the other party's neck without even lifting the hijab.

Maybe it was the strength of the wine that made him unbearable, maybe it was the woman's real appearance that made him unable to control himself, in short, he was very eager and almost rudely ripped open the woman's wedding dress, and he didn't even notice the woman's subconscious resistance.

There is nothing to see at this point, as the woman reaches out and pulls down the curtain of the bed in the midst of her struggle. It was only after a while that there was a woman's coquettish cry, and some small voices that made people blush.

Cang Wunian looked a little embarrassed, and subconsciously looked away, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, how could he have such a hobby before?

was wondering, suddenly heard a "bang", Cang Wunian hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw that it was Cang Yu who raised his hand and smashed the light curtain in front of him.

What followed was a "poof", a mouthful of blood overflowed from Cang's delirious mouth, he subconsciously covered his chest with one hand, and threw the other hand to maintain the posture of crushing the light curtain, the force of the fist, as if he wanted to crush the newlyweds in the picture together.

Cang Wunian found that at this moment, his whole body exuded an icy aura, as if it could freeze the entire Lechuan River into ice. It's just that his dark purple eyes are secretly surging with pain that only Cang Wunian can understand.