The extremely short rotation, as if only separated by a thin barrier, Mu Yan was thrown out, she stood firm, looked up, and was instantly stunned by the scenery in front of her.

The blue sky is faint, the breeze is not dry, the face is warm, the antique wooden bridge, the clear flowing water, the fresh and elegant house.

The hanging basket woven with rattan in front of the house is still dangling.

The smoke lingers and the wildflowers dot the grass, like a beautiful picture.

For a moment, Mu Yan felt that she had returned to the modern, fresh suburbs, and she had also had such a place, comfortable and comfortable.

She slowly walked to the hanging basket and sat down, leaning gently, closing her eyes, smelling the fragrance of flowers on the tip of her nose, listening to the birds on the branches, it seemed that the tiredness of so many years had been swept away, and all that was left was comfort.

Suddenly, the images in my mind flashed like a movie.

The galloping battlefield, the flames are soaring, the various ethnic groups are fighting chaotically, and a woman in red overlooks the devastation under her feet, and her cold eyes are like frost and snow.

The place where the weapon in her hand passed was miserable, and suddenly, a man in white stopped in front of her, followed by a fluttering woman......

The vision was blurry, and I didn't know what happened next, and the heavens and the earth changed as if nothing had happened.

"Mu Yan." The warm voice echoed in the air, and she snapped back to her senses, what happened just now? How could she have an extra memory in her head?

She rubbed her eyes, and a figure slowly walked on the bluestone road, stepping on the wind, the moon and the breeze, the snow-white robe was spotless, as if a god descended.

Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, her heart moved slightly, she slowly got up and walked towards him, her eyes became clearer and clearer, and suddenly it was blurry, and there was nothing.

She looked around anxiously, "Junli, is that you?" ”

The only sound in her ears was the quiet wind, and the sound of heavy breathing from anxiety.

She sat on the grass and smiled self-deprecatingly, how could she think of him? The Zhong Yao who he tried so hard to resurrect is the woman who can look down on the world side by side with him, what is she?

When they stand together, they are a match made in heaven.

She lay on the grass in frustration, the sun was shining down, her eyes were dazzling, she was squinting at the blue sky, and the depression in her heart gradually dissipated.

This place is truly a paradise, too beautiful to words.

Probably because the sun was too comfortable, Mu Yan fell asleep deeply.

The dream still kept disturbing her, she didn't know how she woke up, tears slipped to the corners of her eyes, and her heart throbbed faintly.

It was already dark, the sky was like a dark curtain, there was no moonlight, no stars.

Darkness can give rise to loneliness, and loneliness makes people fall into endless panic, and sit up with a sloppy face.

She thought that she shouldn't stay here anymore, no matter how beautiful the place, no matter how comfortable the environment, she was alone, it was very lonely.

She remembered that it was Junli who asked her to leave here, and it was just an illusion, not a reality.

After making up her mind, she began to look for the exit, but she searched all over the place and found it again, and the silence around her was so terrible that she could not even hear the sound of half a filament.

She also understood at the moment that this was her illusion, and she could only try to get out by herself, and no one else could get in.

She calmed down and thought back to the scene when she first arrived, the whirlpool .......

Suddenly, a thunderbolt pierced the sky and lit up the night dome, and the thunder came towards her crookedly as if it had eyes.