When all the power of the barren lines in the body is gone, the eyes of Xinwu and Qizi can be considered to return to normal. They are a little less ordinary than before. But the black and white eyes are even more emotionally intense when they are together, and the light in them has not weakened even if it has been accompanied for thousands of years.

In the last moments of his life, Xinwu attached his mind to the rune array, and then made the rune array transform, and then put the barren pattern in it. Therefore, at this time, Xinwu and Qizi are a complex handicraft with a lot of processes, which is fine and magnificent.

At this time, they who left the barren stripe would soon dissipate due to the lack of vitality, and the vitality in their bodies was not as good as the Qiankun rune array in this coffin!

It's like a normal person's body gradually ethereal, no longer solidifying, turning into a handful of yellow fluorescents, sprinkled on the main hall.

Xinwu glanced at it, as if expected, then turned his head to look at the man, and the gentleman stretched out his hand.

The son was dressed in a black and red dress, which did not match the elegant and pure smile on her face, but she generously handed out her jade hand, and was hugged by Xinwu, who stepped forward.

The fluorescence in the body flutters around you, like a firefly in another world, and like a quenching in a furnace of love. Below, a silent and desolate dance music sounded, and it resounded in their memories, causing them to dance with a smooth pace, as if they had been mastered a thousand times.

In the past thousand years, whenever the talisman in the coffin was urged, they would dance to the song of memory. Among the skeletons everywhere, their movements are graceful, and every step is on the point, not the slightest bit.

After a song, Xinwu pulled the slender arm of the slender, made it turn, and snuggled into his arms when the corners of the skirt kept shaking.

"Stay together in the next life. ”

Her palm was against Xinwu's broad chest, and her voice was soft and soft.

The big hand pinched her chin and lifted her melon seed face, such a delicate face that captivated the country and the city made Xinwu smile and said.

"See you in the afterlife. ”

Xinwu and Qizi looked at each other, their faces like a burning yellow flame. They approached affectionately, kissed each other, and a thousand years passed.

The last few points of fluorescence slowly dissipated, turned into nothingness, and stepped into reincarnation. In the eyes of Xia Xiao and Shu Shuang at this time, their story has just begun.

Xia Xiao and Shu Shuang enjoyed this dance music in a special way, and couldn't help but be curious about their story again. Who is such a powerful predecessor? Why is such a fairy couple widely praised?

In this great wilderness world where the future is put first, countless people are rushing to chase power and power. But among them, there are still people who stubbornly believe in eternity and love, and the two predecessors of Xinwu are. I will stay with Qing all my life, and promise to meet again in the next life, dare to ask how many people in the world can do it?

The black light flashed in front of him, and Xia Xiao swallowed the last trace of night streaks into his body, noticing something unusual.

The moment the black light entered his body, he was unconscious, groggy, and so was Shu Shuang. But they seemed to have seen the dance music of Xinwu and Yuzi before, was it because of hallucinations, or did they really perceive it?

Both possibilities were ruled out by Xia Xiao because he understood the reason.

Xia Xiao didn't know when he opened his eyes, and saw a brand new hall, the hall was magnificent, exquisite, surrounded by thick round stone pillars, which were carved with a dragon walking around it, which was extremely magnificent. His eyes blinked slightly, and when he opened them again, the hall was densely packed with people.

The hall was spacious, and there were many people standing there, dressed in extravagant dresses and holding elegant wine glasses. The air was filled with the intoxicating smell of alcohol and desserts, and everyone opened and closed their mouths very quickly, chattering and dancing.

Several beautiful women held the cute pets in their arms, and the greasy fat hands kept stroking, and the three kittens lost their eyes, and they did not move in their arms, as if they had been numb. A few flower-aged girls were dancing with the old men, letting them rub the oil, eager to send themselves to the door and make him a lot of money. The old men were squinting, but "Lang has a concubine intention".

A few low-status men on the side poured another glass of wine, and after drinking it, they let out a lot of nonsense and spewed profanity, as if whoever had the most words in his mouth was more eye-catching.

Xia Xiao couldn't hear what they were arguing about, but he could hear the music fluttering in the air. The first time he heard this song, he could exorcise all demons and dance at this time, which showed its exaggerated influence.

The music has a strong ability to render the atmosphere, with ups and downs, all of which are rare tones in the world. The front was slightly low and contemplative, and then cheerful, and the pace of the crowd quickened. The women showed off their soft waists, and the men had strong arms that could move them easily.

The music sped up, overlapping for a moment, and countless people around him had exaggerated smiles and different expressions, some of them were smiling on one side and hooking the corners of their mouths, and the other side was full of dark clouds.

In a strange atmosphere, the two young men occupied the home field and became the center.

At the beginning, there was a handsome heart with a weak heart in his arms, and his pace was slow, unable to keep up with the rhythm at all, and he often stepped on each other's feet. They were all a little embarrassed, and they looked down in a panic. They watched their steps, their eyes moving up slightly, and what they saw was each other's eyes.

Suddenly, the temple was in chaos!

The three kittens were stripped of their hair, and they fled into the crowd with a wail of pain, and the beautiful woman called her cat's name and urged the servant to find it.

A few flower-aged girls ushered in their nightmares, and the yellow-faced women of those old men lifted their ears and cursed the girls in a weird way. The old man begged for mercy again and again, losing his previous vigor and steadiness, and his eyes did not forget to glance at it a few more times.

The song resumes and ushers in a period of high tide. The women with soft postures and the muscular men danced more vigorously, like spinning tops at high speed.

In the crowd, the smiling and cold-faced people continued to keep their faces. And in the crazy dance team, only Xinwu and Xizi stopped. They walked out of the hall of madness out of place, and didn't want to go to lively occasions anymore and start chatting.

"My name is Xinwu, what about you?"

"Son. ”

It's a strange name, but they know each other. Xia Xiao's gaze always stayed on them, this is when Xinwu and Xizi met?

The scene at this time was a little peculiar, Xia Xiao didn't know where it came from, and his thoughts seemed to be deviated. It's cold, weird, and a little crazy.

In front of me, the scene has changed, and this feeling is a little strange. But Xia Xiao and Shu Shuang both reacted quickly, this should be the memory of their predecessors carried in the barren pattern, and after reading these, it will be their life.

On the street with a huge flow of people, the two looked back.

"It's you, what a coincidence!"

"What's wrong?"

"Hmm...... Can I invite you to the house?"

The Son shook his head.

In the library building, at the corner of the stairs, the two met one by one.

"We've met again, it's time to say yes to my invitation this time, right?"

"I'm sorry, I don't have time. ”

He sat by the window of the library building and looked at the clouds in the sky. She was an unclean girl, who had been deceived of her virginity, and how could she be entitled to accept the kindness of the nobility?

At the door of the small house, Xinwu put his hands behind his back and took out a flower.

"I'm all here, can't you keep me out, right?"

"We're not going to have results, but if you want to get in, come in. ”

"Eat something so oily at night?"

She bit her lip and continued to drink the soup in the bowl.

"Poverty will limit imagination, and the status of nobility will also limit your perception of poverty. ”

She wouldn't tell him that the skirts she wore to the prom were borrowed, and that if she wasn't a cultivator, she wouldn't be eligible to enter.

In the blink of an eye, the picture kept flashing, and the two were sitting in the academy in class, one left and one right. After that, they went on a mission together, walking on the snow-capped mountains of Relin.

They are going farther and closer on the path they have chosen.

On a dark night, the two are trapped in a snowy mountain. The first to talk about his past, his face was painful, and his tears were frozen into icicles. Xinwu carried him on his back, faced the wind and snow, and said that he already knew.

On that day, the icy wind and snow went straight to the bone marrow. But Xinwu is extremely firm, he will not abandon the rest of the son, and he will not in the future!

There are not many opportunities to test love with life and death, and after that, the heart of the son was finally opened for him.

After that, Xinwu left the academy and chose to return to his own family, followed by his son, and helped Xinwu build a coffin and live in it with the declining nobles. If the outside world has no foothold, it will create a world by itself, which is Xinwu's insistence!

Xinwu and Xizi want to stay in the coffin, and what was once unbearable has become the real past.