It rained for several days in Tianjing, and finally began to clear up gradually, but the weather was getting colder and colder, and a gust of wind blew, as if it had blown into people's bones.

In front of the somewhat dry pool water, a cold smile appeared on the man's lips.

I heard that this place is going to be demolished in order to make a princess's mansion for the princess!

"Sure enough, it's a thing, it's a person, it's not a matter of rest!" The smile on the man's thin lips grew colder and colder, as if it was colder than the cold wind that blew from time to time.

"Third Master!" A very seductive-looking woman dressed in a bright red suit appeared not far from him.

The "Chishui ......" man stepped forward, hooked her chin, and looked at her silky eyes, which seemed to be too different from the clear watery eyes in his mind, but there was not so much perfection, relatively speaking, it was enough.

He looked at her like that, smiled and asked, "Would you like to be the mistress here!" ”

The woman's eyes flowed, as if she had swept away all the light here, then she giggled, and stretched out her hand to cover her mouth: "Third Master, this is a joke about Chishui!" How can the third master of this place come back in the future? ”

The gloom in the man's eyes flashed, but the woman named Chishui immediately added: "The third master is going to enter the palace in the future, how can he still succumb to this?" ”

The words immediately hooked the smile on the man's face again, only this time, it was no longer a cold smile, but a smile full of ambition.

It seems that the next moment, the whole world is under control.

"Chishui! Do you know when I like you best? ”

Chishui's eyes are flowing again, and the end is seductive: "Is it difficult...... Is it when Chishui is in bed?! ”

"Nope! It's time for you to kill! ”

"Nasty! The third master would joke with Chishui, how could a weak woman like Chishui kill someone? Killing someone is terrible! ”

The man's face showed a trace of an incomprehensible trance, and then muttered: "When you kill, your eyes will not wander, and there is no expression on your face......"

Chi Shui didn't answer, and his face was still as rippling as ever.

It was only after the man thought for a while that he laughed softly: "Third master, the time is almost up!" ”

"Good!"

The man said a word and immediately swept to the backyard, leaving the woman standing alone, the smile on her face incomprehensible.

It's just that, in this autumn sun, her charming face seems to be covered with a layer of smoke, so that people can't see clearly.

The smoke became thicker and thicker, and after a while, it gradually dissipated, however, the woman who was still smiling just now changed her face.

In fact, it has only been uninhabited for four or five years, but it looks a little deserted, the original shelves are still there, and the things in the other rooms are still available.

Even so, the yellow leaves that no one has cleaned all over the ground, and the layers of cobwebs on the carved beams and painted buildings still make people feel desolate.

When the man walked in, the red coat was already waiting inside.

It's just that this red dress is different from the red water outside.

The red clothes worn by Chishui are like fire, which makes people look at it and spontaneously combust, but the red in front of him makes people think of blood, or dark red flowing blood.

Even, after watching it for a long time, you can almost smell the smell of blood.

"You're here?"

"I don't know when the Lord came, but it's too late, it's the villain who deserves to die."

"You are also surnamed Zhao, and you will be the monarch of this Xiqi in the future, calling yourself a villain in front of a grass man like me, it really makes me feel a little blessed!"

The red clothes turned around, revealing that bewitching face, who is it not Qiu Mo?

The smile on his face is not obvious, but it makes people feel that he is indeed there, but it is difficult to say what is contained in that smile.

All of this depends on the grace of the Lord! Yu Feng did not dare to occupy a high position. ”

Isn't this person Zhao Yufeng, the third prince of Xiqi who died a few years ago?!

And at this time, the place where they were was the Three Kings' Mansion that had not been touched for so many years after the violent death of the Third Prince.

"Even if you still have some self-knowledge" Qiu Mo had some incomprehensible smiles on his face, but it seemed that no matter what time it was, his smile was so incomprehensible.

"Don't dare!"

"Since you are so respectful, then I can give you something!"

As soon as Qiu Mo said this, Zhao Yufeng's eyes suddenly lit up, but he didn't dare to show it.

From the moment he knew the person in front of him, he knew how powerful this person was, even if he didn't believe in gods and Buddhas at the beginning, he also began to believe that there was divine power in this world.

And in the time that followed, he fully realized the magic of this person, and gained many benefits from him that he could not have imagined.

"Thank you, Lord."

"You seem to like Chishui!"

"It was given by the Lord, and the villain naturally liked it." I don't know why Qiu Mo suddenly turned the topic here, but Zhao Yufeng still answered honestly.

This is not exactly a compliment, and a large part of it is because he does like that woman a little.

Maybe it's because that face looks like a person, a person who can't even figure out his emotions.

"No, you like Chishui because she resembles that person!"

"Huh?" Zhao Yufeng was thinking like this in his heart, and suddenly he was told through his heart, and he suddenly felt a little annoyed that he couldn't speak, so he was a little panicked for a while.

Qiu Mo laughed: "Actually, you don't have to hide it, I know your thoughts, but it's just because she looks like Duanmu Qing!" ”

This time, Zhao Yufeng was even more shocked.

It's just that he didn't understand why he had some indescribable feelings in his heart when he saw Chishui for the first time.

It seems that I just want to be closer to her, as if she is the woman who is always cold.

In fact, he didn't have much contact with Duanmu Qing, and in this little contact, more of them kept a long distance.

Duanmu Qing seemed to be very hostile to him, although he couldn't find the reason, he preferred to believe that it was an illusion, but this illusion was so wrong.

I don't know when I started to pay attention to her, and I don't know why when I saw Chishui, I automatically associated it with her, and my mind seemed to involuntarily turn to her.

Then I will think of the woman in green clothes, the woman who never smiles.

The reason behind this has always been deliberately ignored.

As early as a few years ago, when she was still at the age of Xuan, Lao Jiu and Han Lingyan asked for marriage for her at the same time, and let him know that this woman herself would never have anything to do with her.

Later, many things seemed to be related to her, and he understood better that the shadow that inexplicably left in his heart was just a shadow, not more.

Even when it came to his downfall, secretly analyzed, it seemed that he was not unrelated to this woman, and he still had no way to really hate her.

Now that Qiu Mo suddenly talked about this matter, he couldn't keep his calm after dying once, and his eyes were filled with confusion that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"You found it yourself!" A smile appeared on Qiu Mo's lips, not knowing what he was laughing at.

Zhao Yufeng knew that in front of this person, he actually couldn't hide anything, so he was just silent and didn't speak.

"It seems that you are not too confused about this thing I am going to give you today."

The headless sentence made Zhao Yufeng even more puzzled.

"Do you believe in past and present lives?" Qiu Mo asked.

Zhao Yufeng instinctively wanted to shake his head, but at this time, the person in front of him was Qiu Mo, who had brought him many, many unbelievable people, so he nodded lightly.

"Then do you want to know about your past life?"

"I ...... Is there really a past life? Zhao Yufeng asked with hesitation.

But Qiu Mo replied very directly.

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Yufeng's eyes suddenly became a little foggy, like a sleepy person who would fall asleep if he was not careful.

In the dream, he seemed to have entered a vast space, and a shadow puppet screen suddenly appeared in the empty air, but the things in this screen seemed very real.

Except for this screen, the rest of the place was empty, as if in an endless night sky, he didn't know what was in the other places, and in fact, he couldn't notice anything else, his eyes were just staring at the screen.

He saw a little boy born in the palace, the palace looked a little familiar, and the boy, looking at the face of goodness, turned around in his heart, and finally determined that he didn't recognize this person.

Why, then, is this boy in the Lord showing Himself? Who is he?

The case didn't make him think about it for too long, the time inside seemed to be deliberately stretched out, he saw the boy grow up, and this process made the sense of familiarity in his heart stronger and stronger, as if he had experienced it before.

The thought startled him, but then he began to realize something.

It wasn't until the boy grew up to a few years old that Zhao Yufeng suddenly realized that this little boy was none other than himself.

This discovery surprised him, and then he realized that the person on the screen seemed to be acting out his life.

It was as if he had pulled his past out of his mind and played it in front of him.

Soon, he noticed that the little boy was not living the exact same life as himself.

He saw him confess to the girl, and he saw the girl's blushing cheeks.

Instinctively, his heart began to beat violently.

Yongding Marquis Mansion! Miss! Duanmu Qing!