The glare is beautiful, but it is also devastating and scorching.

Not only that, but two majestic animals were born in the dazzling light.

Hua Xiyi's natal life is the appearance of a fox, but the other party's is the appearance of a dragon.

This reminded her of a person, the symbol of the strings of the clouds, the lord of strings.

Twisting her eyebrows, she didn't know what was going on with herself and the string lord, looking at the fox on Z's shoulder, the corners of her mouth twitched.

It's related to the fox again, ah no, it's since she met Murong Shenjun, she feels that she is even more unlucky than before.

Such a simple thing turned out to be conjured up with a natal life.

At the same time, I am depressed and know that even if it is a low-level continent, there are also beautiful sons and daughters.

The two animals, one silver and one gold, have not yet begun to collide, and the back and forth is just a temptation.

And the woman on the cliff was stunned for a moment when she saw this appearance, she thought that her talent in 'sound' was already very high, but now she saw that a girl's talent was even higher than her.

The face under the cloak was left with mockery, and she couldn't understand why there was no genius like her thousands of years ago.

Then why should she be lonely, "Hua Xiyi, if we were in the same era, how good it would be." ”

The whispers that came out of the murmur dispersed with the wind, and if Hua Xiyi listened to it, she would know who the owner of the voice was.

The strings didn't want to leave room for a while, she thought, wantonly.

Just like a thousand years ago, she had to get out of this cycle.

"At least, before the soul is gone, there is still a bosom friend to accompany you." She didn't dare to let her know who she was, for fear that if she did, she wouldn't even have a chance to speak in the future.

Lonely desolation, she is not afraid, just numb, all these years, she has only done one purpose, but now, she doesn't know.

However, she wanted to fight.

Covering her cloak tightly, a defensive form of cloak, she could keep out their prying eyes, not to mention, she made it out of that thing.

A guqin, strings stepped out of the snow and fell to the ground, and more importantly, behind her, a golden dragon surrounded her.

Looking at the people in the canyon with a dumb attitude, Long Wei released, in the narrow canyon, making its body more slender.

The arrival of the snow sets off the wind, a combination of tranquility and slaughter, and the string musicians live up as their name suggests, and the magnificent movement surges.

The waves then rolled out, vowing to devour them.

Murong Shenjun gasped, the power of the cloak woman actually summoned the power of nature to assist her, what kind of realm should this be.

"Strings, you're a genius." Hua Xiyi exclaimed.

The scarcity of the Cloud Polar Continent has gathered what a genius she is, and the tribulations are not something she can imagine.

Moreover, the legend of the string lord of the golden branches and jade leaves ended up in the end, and even the name is a taboo, Hua Xiyi doesn't know how to judge her.

But she, if she is in her hometown, will definitely be the head of the family, and she is full of elegance, which is not comparable to people now.

She nodded, her figure a little lonely, with a hint of willingness to fight in the song, and a feeling of excitement but fear.

It's extremely complicated, and there is a touch of grievance.

Maybe that's the real strings. A thousand years ago, he became prosperous and had unlimited scenery, and after his death, he could not even get the qualifications for notoriety.

How bleak should it be?