A faint starlight shone on her.

Zhuohua stood in place and looked at Luo Yang's back fixedly, and he actually saw a touch of stubbornness in it.

Suddenly, she exhaled softly, as if she wanted to exhale all the suppressed emotions in her heart, and let them slowly drift away with the wind.

Shaking his somewhat drowsy head, which was full of thousands of thoughts, Zhuohua quickly chased in the direction of Luo Yang.

The boat swayed to a halt, but the man in black who was holding the boat stood there expressionlessly.

His entire face was obscured, as if he would inadvertently melt into the night.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Zhuo Hua was very sure that this "person" did not look at them, and did not give them the slightest gaze.

It's as if ......

It's as if the two of them are transparent people.

Although he knew that he didn't look at him, Zhuo Hua still saluted him very respectfully.

After all, for many powers, the eyes are sometimes not so important to them.

They don't perceive everything with their "naked eyes."

After saluting, there was no response, and Zhuohua was not disappointed. She jumped onto the boat with a smile, and then stretched out her hand to help Luo Yang over.

The moment Luo Yang stood firm, the boat began to continue to shake slowly.

There was a small canopy on the boat, and Zhuohua didn't want to sit in it, so he simply got out.

Walk above the water, raise your head and bow down the moon twice. It's just that the moon on the surface of the lake, as the boat goes, changes from a smooth and round moon to a moon with a twisted shape.

Maybe it's because the two full moons reflect each other, Zhuohua only feels that the moonlight tonight seems to be extraordinarily gentle.

Shredded starlight paves the entire surface of the lake, shining with a mesmerizing light.

Standing on the boat, it seems that you can still see the green forest that has been constantly fighting.

The scene of mercy is really rare on the Beichuan continent covered in silver.

It's like a sudden transition from winter to the tail of summer.

The man in black is holding the artemisia, and every stroke is very pleasing to the eye. But Zhuo Hua's sharp eyes found that the artemisia in his hand rose and fell the same distance every time, and the amplitude of the swing back and forth was mostly the same.

Zhuohua: This can't be a severe obsessive-compulsive patient, right?

What a weirdo. Zhuohua muttered in his heart, but he didn't have the courage to really come out.

"Nam Mu, Drink Raktana, Dorayaya, Namno, Agaya, Brahrukti, Shrou Bowl, Bodhisattva Bha, Mahasattva, Maha, Karunigaya, Om, Saghara Punishment, Count Na Thana ......" The man slowly chanted with the Artemisia in his hands. ://www.. ://m.. ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese網ωωω.. còм <, domain name, remember

That word seemed to have substance and generally struck on Zhuohua's heart, and his heart, which had been in a high degree of tension in recent days, slowly relaxed.

Still, she wondered why the senior was suddenly singing. She didn't think he was on a whim.

Just as she was wondering, the next situation immediately solved her doubts.

The surface of the lake, which had been calm, suddenly began to churn as if it had been disturbed by something.

Zhuohua's eyebrows were slightly twisted, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the surface of the lake.

Suddenly, her heart tightened.

She saw the black gas that appeared in the lake at some point, like a loach that did not listen to the scurry.

This breath made her feel very bad and dangerous. Her fists clenched slightly, and her body was slightly close to the canopy, covering Luo Yang inside.