But where is it?

Why does it feel like there's no end in sight?

Night Dance Frost has been walking in this place for a long time, and still not coming to an end.

Night Dance Frost herself was too tired, so she simply sat on the ground and didn't move, no matter what the hell it was, she was tired and needed to rest.

Not long after Night Dance Frost sat down to rest, she heard a voice.

The sound of someone talking.

Night Dance Frost couldn't care about getting tired, so she quickly stood up and chased in the direction where the sound came from.

Following the sound of chasing the past, I finally walked out of the land of clouds and mist, and what fell into front of me was a place where flowers were blooming, very beautiful and beautiful, like a fairyland on earth, almost made Night Dance Frost stunned.

What shocked Ye Wushuang even more was that in that place where the flowers were blooming, there was a woman in white who was dancing a sword at the moment.

The sword in the woman's hand seemed to have life, dancing where the petals flew, every figure was so feminine, she was wearing a pink shirt, and the whole person was like a fairy among the flowers.

Night Dance Frost was stunned, that beautiful dancing posture, Miaoman's posture, and flowing swordsmanship were simply beautiful.

With a very neat movement, the woman retracted the sword pose, held the long sword behind her, and then turned around and ran towards the flowers.

Night Dance Frost was a little far away, and she couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but she also knew that it must be a very beautiful woman.

Seeing that the woman was gone, Night Dance Frost reacted and hurriedly chased after her.

"Little sister, little sister...... Wait a minute, wait a minute......"

Night Dance Frost hurriedly shouted loudly, trying to get the woman to notice her.

But the woman ran forward like a pink butterfly, as if she had not heard the cry of the night dancer.

Nightdance Frost panted and chased after her.

The woman in pink suddenly stopped, and shouted sweetly among the flowers: "Master, Master, how is the apprentice practicing?" ”

Night Dance Frost stopped with the woman in pink, and it turned out that there was still a person among the flowers.

Suddenly, the man among the flowers stood up, holding an ancient book in his hand, dressed in white, and wearing an emerald hairpin on his head, like a god.

Night Dancer's heart trembled, as if it was about to tear, as if she had heard the sound of her heart breaking, a little cracked, and then shattered.

"I'm sorry Xiao Wu, I may not like you anymore."

"I'm sorry Xiao Wu, I may not like you anymore."

"I'm sorry Xiao Wu, I may not like you anymore."

“……”

That voice was still so gentle, just like the first time I saw it.

obviously said such cruel words, but he was also so gentle that he didn't speak.

The man in ancient costume, like a god, has a face that is exactly the same as that of him in modern times.

Tears instantly blurred vision and stung the heart.

Once those unwillingness, those affection, those admiration, one by one appeared in front of me.

That month was the happiest day she had in her previous life, and she had never been happier than ever.

She was alone that month, and there was no other her.

A month earlier, she had made a bet with her other self.

If she had known that this was the end, she should not have made such a bet with another self in the first place, and ended up losing in a mess.

How pathetic.

How ridiculous.

How ironic.

However, in this world, there has never been an early knowledge and regret medicine.