Under the blue sky, there is a small clear lake, the sparkling lake surface is full of aura, has condensed into a hazy mist, and it seems that this lake is ethereal and vast, like a fairyland.

There are peach trees around the lake, the breeze blows, the pink petals fall with the wind, fall on the surface of the lake, the petals are dotted with bubbling springs, attracting swimming fish to float to the lake, competing to peck, the fish scales in the sunlight under the refraction of the rainbow of colorful colors, really colorful and beautiful.

Lin Feng, who was dressed in a white robe, looked down at the reflection in the lake, the handsome face with an eight-point resemblance of his previous life, his face was indifferent, and his lowered eyes seemed to be flowing with thousands of thoughts.

The bronze grimace mask, made of bronze, seems to cry but not cry, like laughing but not laughing...... Wait, according to my sister's description, why is that grimace mask so similar to the toy I bought for my sister in the bazaar in my previous life?

"Sister"

Lin Feng sighed lightly in his heart, and he was reincarnated in the profound world of the Flood Wilderness. Here, the legendary "immortals" in his hometown in his previous life abound in this world, and immortality is not a luxury, and there are even two senior brothers who have already obtained the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, and they have the same longevity in the sky, and they have to enjoy endless longevity.

Even if a mortal monk cannot become an immortal, he can live for tens of thousands of years if he cultivates to the extreme in the humanitarian realm, and has a lifespan comparable to that of the Great Emperor I.

After practicing for more than ten years, he is already in the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, and in the eyes of many fellow senior brothers, he is expected to become an immortal within a hundred years.

Immortality is good, but when he thought of his sister in his previous life, Lin Feng felt a burst of sadness in his heart.

His parents died when he was a child, and he is such a relative. Even though the couple next door helped take care of him, he didn't know that his sister would be fine after he left.

Thinking that he was enjoying immortality in the flood wilderness, but his sister would only turn into a handful of loess after a hundred years, Lin Feng's heart became inexplicably sad.

"Ye Feng"

As he fell into sorrow, an indifferent voice rang in his ears, causing him to raise his head sharply, his eyes full of shock.

Did you hear me right?

Aren't those two words the name of your past life? Why are there people ...... now?

Lin Feng turned around and looked, and what caught his eye was a familiar figure, white clothes out of the dust, without a trace of fireworks.

That was Senior Brother Wuxuan who brought him to apprentice back then.

However, when he saw the white-clothed figure behind Yang Xuan, at this moment, he was stunned.

The woman in white is peerless, peerless, with a fairy temperament, black hair like a waterfall, wearing a bronze mask, and she can't see her true face clearly. The slender body stood there silent, only the snow-white dress danced in the wind.

The most eye-catching, but the bronze mask on her face, seems to cry instead of laughing, seems to laugh rather than crying, which makes people impressed at a glance, as if smiling, but with tears, and there is sentimentality in the brightness.

The grimace mask covered everything, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes as clear as autumn water, tears rolling down, and the atmosphere of sorrow permeated.

"This, this ......"

Lin Feng stood in place, watching all this at a loss, and his heart throbbed.

Why is that grimace mask so similar to the one I bought for my sister in my previous life? Who is the woman with the grimace mask?

"Brother"

The empress looked at him stupidly, letting the tears fall, her beautiful eyes kept looking at him, and time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

That's right, you can't be wrong, the young monk in front of him who looks similar to his brother is not the similar flower, but the original flower.

The word "brother" contains endless thoughts, and only she knows in this world.

Yang Xuan turned his head and saw that the empress was immovable, no longer the strong appearance of her usual days, and teardrops continued to fall to the ground like a chain of beads. There was a mist in the eyes, and it looked misty.

"Ye Feng, I'm Yang Xuan" Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled indifferently.

"What? Yang Xuan? Lin Feng was completely stunned and looked at Yang Xuan blankly.

The same senior brother actually became the hair of his previous life?

Didn't Yang Xuan's kid be dragged to sacrifice with him back then, and his blood was stained into an immortal pool?

He still remembered that he was walking in front of Yang Xuan at that time.

But if you take a closer look, the senior brother's face really has a lot of similarities with Yang Xuan.

Could it be that he was reincarnated like himself and came to the flood wilderness?

"I'm not dead"

Yang Xuan saw the doubts in his heart, shook his head, and tilted his head behind him.

"It's a girl."

After speaking, Yang Xuan left without looking back, leaving only the two of them standing in this scorching peach forest with each other looking at each other.

"Nannan"

Lin Feng muttered in his mouth, trembling violently, looking at the familiar grimace mask, tears welled up for some reason, swirling in his eyes, blurring his vision.

Can't be wrong, it's the grimace mask that I grabbed in my hand before I died!

Lin Feng suddenly took a step forward and walked towards the empress step by step, wanting to take a closer look at the grimace mask.

Just as he was about to walk in front of the empress, a trace of nervousness flashed in the empress's eyes, and she couldn't help but take a step back.

Would my brother be angry if he knew how he had come all this way?

"Uh-huh!!"

When the afterglow of his eyes swept over the empress's slender jade hand, Lin Feng's eyes were first surprised, and then became more and more incredulous, staring at the jade finger with a bronze ring on his finger without blinking.

It was a crudely made bronze ring, which at first glance looked extremely ordinary, but when worn on the empress, it looked mysterious and natural.

Lin Feng looked at the bronze ring blankly, involuntarily stretched out an index finger, and gently stroked the bronze ring, his expression was full of nostalgia, as if he remembered the past.

This bronze ring was given to him by the stall owner as a sparing head when he bought the grimace mask, and it was also the only gift he left for his sister before leaving.

Lin Feng raised his head and looked at those ethereal beautiful eyes, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said softly, "Nan, is it you?" ”

Her body shook slightly, and the empress fell silent, and after a long time, she raised her jade hand and took off her grimace mask, revealing a face that was extremely delicate, with two lines of tears that had not dried.

Lin Feng gently wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of the empress's eyes, and looked at this face that was completely different from the dirty little girl in his memory.

The only constant may be those pitiful, black jewel-like eyes. Lin Feng's white palm caressed the empress's head lovingly, just like in his previous life, and smiled gently.

"I've grown up, I've grown beautiful."

The endless obsession in her eyes disappeared at this moment, the empress's teeth opened slightly, her smile was like a flower, and a pleasant sound like a heavenly sound sounded.

"Brother, I'm finally waiting for you"

More than 200,000 years have passed, and we meet again today, and there are no superfluous words, just four eyes facing each other, flowing tactfully, and a thick lovesickness flows around the two.