Chapter 277: Dream (3)
As soon as Mu Yan calmed down, the picture in front of him was like a movie projection, and scenes flashed quickly.
In every picture, there is the girl in red, either others are chasing and killing her, or she is holding a sword and stabbing others with cold eyes, and the young man in black will always follow her.
The pictures alternated, Mu Yan still couldn't see her face clearly, and an urge suddenly rose in her heart to clear the fog.
Occasionally I heard her laughter like a silver bell, and she would sit by the lake, and the jade flute would blow on the tree, and the flute sound was like a magic sound, bewitching people's hearts.
Assassinated her batch after batch, and every time she would not easily open the killing ring, she wrestled with those people, and played them around before killing them with thunder.
However, as soon as such a scene arrived, the young man in white would rush to him, always persuading him softly, "I'll take you back." ”
The girl in red seemed to have a good temper, and every time she suddenly interrupted her attack, she was not annoyed, and always smiled.
Sometimes she would get straight to the point and make a request, and sometimes she would put her hands on his neck and whisper in his ear.
At that time, Mu Yan could always see the young man in black curled up with his hands tightly, and his unclear face was shrouded in a layer of coldness.
Mu Yan didn't know what she said, let alone whether the young man in white took her home in the end, the picture seemed to be stuck, and then there were other scenes.
It's another snowy night!
The wind was howling, and the night was faintly glowing with snow.
The battle scene was like a battlefield, with corpses all over the field, full of devastation, and the whole world was like Shura's hell, and the white snow was dyed.
All walks of life seem to have been chaotic, the heavens and the earth seem to be collapsing, powerful divine power, magic power, filled the heavens and the earth, dark clouds rolling, heavy snow flying!
Everywhere the girl in red passed, there was no life, the young man in black had long hair flying, and he was full of bloodthirsty breath, this time, Mu Yan saw his face clearly.
The man in the ice coffin! He's the Demon Venerable Phantom Night?
There was evil on his beautiful face, his peach blossom eyes flashed with coldness, and red light waved out from his fingertips, and there was no grass where he swept.
Mu Yan's heart was horrified, his heart beat violently, and he looked blankly at everything in front of him.
Suddenly, the young man in white appeared, and he treated the girl in red as warm as ever, but in the blink of an eye, his eyes were completely new.
I don't know what happened in the middle, Phantom Night was lying in the snow, and the girl in red conveyed her divine power into his body, and in a cloud of white light and shadow, there seemed to be infinite sorrow.
Not far away, the spiritual power around a woman in white gradually dissipated.
Mu Yan was shocked, when did a woman in white come again? Who is she? She wanted to get closer and see clearly, but she had already turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.
Mu Yan walked around, and she didn't see the girl in red anymore, she was like she had evaporated from the world.
There seemed to be some twitching in her heart, and she couldn't breathe in pain, and when she raised her eyes again, she actually arrived at Wushen Mountain, under the red maple tree, he stood with his hands in his hands, and his clothes fluttered.
He was surrounded by that kind of loneliness from above, as if he had lost the most precious thing, inexplicably desolate......
Mu Yan heard him call softly, "Yan Yan." "Gentle and delicate, lonely and vicissitudes.
Her heart ached, and she reached out to touch his face, but before she could touch it, everything in front of her disappeared again, and she wandered aimlessly, but could not find him, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and she cried helplessly.
I don't know how long later, she saw the phantom night in the ice coffin again, lying quietly, and the whole world was silent.