Gu Bangyan's body is a little better, and his complexion doesn't look as pale as Fang Cai, 0517 can be regarded as reassuring.

Originally, I was afraid that Gu Bangyan would reject these spiritual powers, but fortunately, Gu Bangyan's body still belongs to the kind with relatively high purity, if it is placed in the world of cultivating immortals, it must be a good seedling.

0517 is relieved here.

……

Lou Heci was in his small courtyard, looking at the two paintings on the table, and smiled gently: "It's so good." ”

He thought, his Gu Zheng is really destined for him!

This is probably the only person in the world who can understand his heart so well.

Lou Heci stroked the painting drawn by the dark night, closed his eyes, and seemed to have such a wonderful person in his mind.

She was wearing the type of clothes that Lou Heci had never seen at all, and smiled at him.

Lou Heci felt so warm.

Although, he didn't know who that man was, although he had been jealous all the time.

But now that he has Gu Bangyan, it seems that he is looking at the men and women in the picture, and he doesn't have that feeling.

Lou He said in his heart: What is it if you have a woman, I also have it! And better than yours.

Originally, Lou Heci always thought that the woman in the picture would be his love at first sight, and the man in the picture would be his lifelong enemy.

It's not a political enemy, it's just because of a woman.

Even if that woman Lou Heci has never seen it so far, he has never heard about it.

Lou Heci was actually ready not to marry in his life in the early years.

However, since I met his kite.

He knew what it was......

I hope that there will be years to look back on, and to share the white head with deep affection.

"Zheng'er, it seems that I have been with you all the time."

……

'Target character opinion +5, current target character opinion 65.' ’

Hearing this familiar voice, the dark night in the system space laughed unconsciously.

I only felt more warmth around me.

The night told herself to stabilize her emotions and not to have any fluctuations, so she continued to meditate.

The dark night is shallow in white clothes, and black hair is fluttering. I didn't deliberately tie my hair, my breath surged, and I lined the sitting figure, like a god descending into the world.

Her skin was faintly shiny and flowing, and her eyes were slightly closed. The appearance is picturesque, so beautiful that it doesn't look like a real person at all.

This kind of appearance, this kind of demeanor, has simply surpassed all human beauty.

Beauty is in the bones, not in the skin, and she belongs to the kind of person who has more beautiful skin and bones.

Styx felt that the power of his soul body was full, and he got out of bed.

What has always satisfied her is that her soul body is no different from a normal physical body in this system space, just like when she was still alive and alive in the monarch's underworld.

Seeing that there was a blue board in this system space, he was a little curious.

Walked over......

I saw that the blue board was full of the personal information of the dark night and the resume of this life.

Tap one of the buttons on it in the dark.

It is said that the text on this is a kind of text that has never been seen in the dark night, but I feel that there is a sense of darkness between the underworld.

There is an inexplicable familiarity.

The dark night looked at the words on the blue board, and read it softly: "The dark night is shallow, twenty and five years old, the king is in the underworld, the royal blood, and the purple qi gathers the body." The emperor's life, but also the fate of the emperor. ”

Styx raised his eyebrows, pressed another button, and a new line of text appeared, and Styx didn't read it, and I thought it was very interesting. It reads:

There are four in the twentieth year, leading the troops to the battle, and there is no grass. Four or six battles were fought a year, and all of them were won. Known as the God of War.

The night kept turning forward, wanting to look at his own voice.

I don't know what's going on, it's inexplicable.

There are a few years that are blank.

Looking back on the night, I found that my memory of those years was also vague.