Chapter 123: Traveling through time and space to find you

His fingers were a little cold, but they didn't frighten her.

This is still the feeling after she crossed over.

She had never been afraid of him, and if it weren't for that, she wouldn't have come with him to this place. However, it was a very special experience for him, she was the first person not to be afraid of him, yes, for that reason.

This reason alone is enough for him to chase from heaven to earth, from god to man, and then chase the long river of time and space, and even change space.

It's just because of this look, this look that never fears......

It was not only the three Immortal Venerables in the Eastern Heavenly Realm who were crazy, his madness was what surprised him. However, Han Qingxue at that time didn't know anything, she didn't know what the man's suddenly blue eyes represented, and she didn't have any memory of the most primitive self.

Everything about the Moon Demon Snow, she couldn't think of it, what stood in front of the black-haired man was just a 'woman' and 'sex' who grew up ordinarily and lived a hard life but never gave up.

So she asked him, "What are you talking about?" ”

Her body didn't warn her, and there was no warning in her mind, no matter how weird it was, it seemed that she could be sure of one thing, that is, the man in front of her would not hurt herself.

She didn't know where that peace of mind came from, but it allowed her to ask him questions constantly.

"You won't understand," he smiled.

“…… If I can't understand, why are you seeing me? Involuntarily, she was sure that he had something to say, "Whatever it is, you just say it." ”

"Oh......" The man's eyes sparkled, and he seemed to be happy to hear her say this, and his smile became much bigger.

"Forget what I said," he laughed mischievously, something she hadn't seen before, and his expression was more indifferent than emotional in the paintings. His smile is very 'fascinating' now, and after losing some of the mysterious feelings, she actually thinks that he is very amiable.

"Han Qingxue, I just wanted to tell you that there is a big thing that will happen, but unfortunately, as long as you leave this place, you will forget everything." There was a pity in his eyes.

She had the audacity to say, "Why would I forget? ”

"Because if you remember, you'll be discovered, and I'll lose this only chance to take you."

"Why did you take me?"

"Because you didn't belong here."

"So where do I belong?" She asked curiously.

The childhood when both parents died, the tragic childhood of parasitic relatives in the family, for this world, Han Qingxue does not have a little more sense of belonging, she hopes to live a better life than most people in the world, but it is nothing more than that, not because of how much happiness these can bring her, but she feels that as a person, if she wants to live alone, she must be strong.

So, when she heard this strange man say that, she didn't feel terrible, but had all kinds of conjectures, which seemed to make the man feel even more amused.

His beautiful ice-blue eyes had narrowed into a crooked slit.

"You? Belong there. He stretched out his pretty, white finger and pointed it upward.

"Upstairs?" She laughed, and he was very good at joking...... He may have just secretly put on the ice-blue 'colored' contact lenses when she couldn't see. It's not surprising at all, he can do that, and many people around the world use this method to change the 'color' of their eyes.

"No, heavenly."

"Heavenly?" She looked at him and raised her pretty eyebrows.

"Heaven, you used to dwell on it."

“…… Is that a better place than here? Maybe he's an alien, she thought?

"No...... Not much better than here. When he said this, his expression gradually calmed down, his eyes became a little indifferent, and he looked like the painting again, "Really, it's not better than here, although maybe the landscape is more beautiful, and the 'flowers' are more fragrant...... But it's not a better place than here, it's much colder......"

"Climate?"

"No...... It is the human heart ......" he pointed to the 'chest'.

She laughed: "It turned out to be this thing, but the people here are not kind." “

While her relatives received the inheritance left to her by her parents, they also felt that she was a great trouble.

"You will understand," he said mysteriously, "after you die." ”

She didn't quite understand why he always thought she was going to die, and what she didn't understand even more was that when people died, didn't everything end?

"What's your name?" She thought that he might have a brain problem, but that didn't stop her from having a crush on him, so she asked for his name.

When he heard her question, he seemed a little surprised, probably not expecting her to want to know his name

But he said it anyway.

He said softly: "My name is Ouyang Heiyao, Xiao Xue'er ......"

She thought the name was classical, and she thought that he seemed to call her affectionate, but before she could say it to him, just in an instant, she seemed to be bounced out by an invisible force. The scene was dragged sharply in front of her, and it sped backwards.

Almost instantaneously, including him, she found herself standing in front of the painting again.

She looked around blankly, but there was nothing but the painting that still hung on it.

She didn't seem to be standing here just now, as if she was talking to someone, as if someone had told her something terrible, but she couldn't remember it anyway. Perhaps, just now, she just stood and had a dream

A dream that I can't remember......

……

……

"Ouyang Heiyao—" Xue'er screamed—in his arms.

The black-haired man in front of him didn't have a pair of icy blue eyes, but she knew it now, just because he hadn't changed. She remembered the dream, the dream that had been completely forgotten for so long, and the man who had been forgotten......

"Do you remember?" He smiled shallowly, floating in mid-air.

"You...... ...... the hell And also...... I'll be here, aren't you ......" She grabbed the sleeve of his black 'colored' robe, and she didn't care much about her ruthlessness in front of 'Hua' and her gaffe in front of Yu Chen.

This person...... This man ...... Ouyang Heiyao...... He hit it all.

She's dead, and she's here, and not only that, but she's also known certain stories......

Before that moment, she couldn't remember what he had told her, but now that she thought about it, it was so shocking. Everything is in this man's calculations, so according to his words, he is here to take her away, that is, he should be the one who brought her here from that bizarre world with car computer LV.

And what he said, she came from above...... She understood what he meant now, too.

Not some alien, she ...... is a fairy...... A 'flower' of the fairy world......

Now, no one around her, including Xiaocao, could have known so much, so it was no wonder that she wanted to grab him so eagerly to ask him to the end.

"At least allow me to solve your problems first, and I'll have a lot of time to explain it to you later." Ouyang Heiyao smiled, just like back then, in the Xuyu Pavilion, he grabbed her hair, and watched her hair slide down his fingertips with a bewitching and beautiful gaze......

"Trust me, I'll have to wait as long as you ......"

He smiled beautifully, but what he did next wasn't fun, as he pushed her out of mid-air and into Flower's merciless arms.

"Take care of her." He said, then added, "I mean, don't let her get blood." ”

Before the words fell, the group of evil people who roared and kept rushing upwards seemed to be frozen by something, and all of a sudden, they all stood in the snow and did not move.

"Xue'er ......" 'Hua' ruthlessly called her with Yu Chen, and the two of them had the same feeling about this black-clothed man who 'inserted' horizontally - that is, terrible, a kind of cold that came out of the bones.

Strangely enough, she didn't seem to feel that way, but after being dropped by him, she watched his movements eagerly, as if she knew him well enough to worry about what he was going to do.

Even if you know, but you know this kind of cold person...... Not necessarily a good thing, is it......

"What a bunch of rubbish." Ouyang Heiyao 'licked' and 'licked' his mouth, walked over slowly, and gently stretched out two fingers to pass in front of the group of people who were standing in a daze but maintained a fierce expression.

His fingers ran lightly over those necks, and the skull fell.

One, two...... All the way to the last one.

But there was no blood, not at all.

It wasn't until the last head hit the ground that Ouyang Heiyao slowly walked away, as if he had made an appointment, and suddenly a blood mist erupted from every neck.

The hissing of blood spurting out of his neck was incessant.

'Flower' Ruthless finally knew why the mysterious man wanted him to protect Cher from blood, and he raised his hand, and the 'fur' cape tightly covered her.

Cher saw everything through the cracks in her cloak.

Even though she wanted to continue the conversation with Ouyang Heiyao in her heart, she was still surprised by what she saw.

A cruelty that amazed her, gracefully executed.

It seemed as if he deserved to do this, and these people deserved to die. His movements are so elegant that one thinks he's nothing more than painting and not killing...... For a moment, she seemed to understand something.

"That painting ......"

She muttered.

”…… You drew it yourself......"

Her voice was so small that she couldn't hear what she was saying even if she was holding her 'flower' ruthlessly.

But at the other end of the sea of blood formed by a group of corpses that had finally fallen to the ground, Ouyang Heiyao turned his face and smiled at her, as if confirming her conjecture.

There is no second person who can paint that kind of charm, that kind of charm that is distant from human beings, which does not belong to human beings in the first place, and this man is by no means an ordinary person, but something that is on it.

God...... Or the magic ......

He could only be one of the middle.