Everything in the dream seems to be bizarre.

In the blink of an eye, the venue changes.

Above the clouds, thunder and lightning are coming.

The man stood in the chaos, dressed in white, with the wind in his sleeves, his eyebrows and eyes cold, stepping into the thunder like a lotus.

I can't see the appearance clearly, the only thing I can see through the clouds and mist is a pair of narrow eyes, with pity for all things, but the quiet eyes are not shocked for tens of thousands of years.

He walked through lightning and thunder and stood above the world.

The world did not know what his name was, but they offered him to the temple and called him the Creator of the world.

All things were created when they were born in the open land, and they were neighbors with chaos.

Such a picture flashed in Bai Xi's mind, it was very strange, she had never seen it, but such an answer appeared in her mind.

She is like a floating wild soul, Yu Yu walks alone, and there is no landing point.

She followed the transformation of her dreams and came to a palace.

The man in the palace was still dressed in white, and when the wind blew, the tips of his hair fluttered gently, curling in a shallow arc.

His eyelids were lowered, and his long, good-looking fingers were nimbly weaving something.

It took the man three or three nights to weave the scarecrow.

It's the same, but it's a little less agile.

Bai Xi is like a bystander, watching all this, all the memories that have nothing to do with her.

Although, I don't know how to remember it, how to spare the past.

The only thing she knew was that this man was older than her!!

Originally, she thought she was the oldest, but she didn't expect this person to be born earlier than her.

Born in the open land, there was chaos at that time, although Bai Xi was conceived by chaos, but it would take a long time to conceive her to create her with a bang, but this person lived with chaos, but I couldn't imagine it.

She blinked her eyes and glanced at the white surroundings, at this time, human beings had not appeared, and he was the only one in the vast Three Realms, how lonely he should be.

yes, how lonely.

Therefore, Bai Xi saw that the man was holding the lifeless scarecrow in his hand, his eyebrows were half frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

Although Bai Xi couldn't see her expression, she could feel this thoughtfulness inexplicably.

She tilted her head, as if watching a movie, and watched obediently.

Suddenly, the man's fingers moved slightly, and a white light flashed in the void, and he poured the blood of his heart into the straw man, using his ribs to give life to the scarecrow.

Then, Bai Xi saw the scarecrow move his fingers, his eyes blinked, and he cried out.

The man was stunned for a while, poked his finger lightly at the straw cheek, and raised his lips and chuckled: "It's a naughty guy." ”

The voice was hoarse that had not been spoken for a long time, but the joy in the words was difficult to hide.

It was the first time in many years that there were waves on my face.

Bai Xi was also happy for him, and suddenly saw the man turn his head to look at him, with a pair of murderous eyes, as if he had spied on her existence.

She was startled, and subconsciously took a step back and fell out of the dream.

"Ahma."

Fu Jingyan's voice entered the eardrums, and Bai Ji opened his eyes suddenly.

The man who hadn't slept all night had a tired face on his face, and when he saw her wake up, the corners of his lips curved, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes softened, and he was actually a little gentle: "You can be regarded as awake." ”

The girl blinked, puzzled: "Huh? "Yes.

The wide palm fell on her forehead, and Fu Jingyan explained in a low voice, "You have been burning all night. ”

Bai Xi subconsciously raised her hand to touch her forehead, but she didn't realize that there was still a drip on the back of her hand, and the next second her hand was grabbed by Fu Jingyan, her brows furrowed, and she said in a deep voice: "Be honest." ”