A low call came out of Zhu Xiu's throat again.

Luo Tianyuan had already noticed the strangeness of Zhu Xiu, thinking about it, he was really sober, right?

Or is it even more lost?

She's not sure.

However, the scene in front of him is gradually changing, but the two people who are intoxicated by the kiss are not aware of it.

In the vast white mist, the woman seemed to have realized that she was not Luo Tianyuan's opponent, and her figure had disappeared without a trace.

At this time, the white fog was still permeating the surroundings of Luo Tianyuan and Zhu Xiu, but in the overwhelming white fog, there were only two people who were immersed in tenderness, Zhu Xiu and Luo Tianyuan.

There was silence all around, silent.

In the whole heaven and earth, there are only two of them! Only each other, deeply left in each other's minds, cannot be erased!

"Brother Zhu Xiu'......"

I don't know where the sound came from, it was so ethereal and ethereal, but it penetrated the overwhelming white fog and spread around Luo Tiankite's bamboo cultivation.

"Kite ......"

This faint but long-lasting sound continued to permeate them ethereal and ethereal.

"Brother Zhuxiu, I would like to be with you for the rest of my life and never separate. Even though I was born with wings to fly around and soar into the blue sky; Even though the sky is thousands of miles away and the scenery is thousands, it is not enough to stay beside you, murmuring with you, and getting drunk for thousands of years......"

"Kite, in heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on the earth I wish to be a branch. Heaven and earth, as long as you want, I will follow ......"

That's a love story between lovers, right?

It's such a strong love style, soft and full of knots.

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

The leaves are green, and the white dew is not clear. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae.

Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and climbing. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water of Si.

Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing back from it, it's like being in the water. ”

After the lingering love words, there is a beautiful and melodious singing.

This song is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, and the words and sentences are heard in the ears of Luo Tianyuan and Zhu Xiu.

The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side......

In the haze, Luo Tianyuan felt as if he had heard this song somewhere.

Not when you're on earth!

Although the "Pu Jia" in the Book of Poetry has been adapted into a popular song, it is by no means her time in the world!

When?

Luo Tianyuan couldn't find any fragments related to this song in his memory, but the feeling of déjà vu was getting stronger and stronger.

Gradually, Luo Tianyuan felt that he had heard it a long, long time ago, right?

Once upon a time, how long was that?

Not as a child!

Perhaps, could it be from the previous life?

Head, it hurts!

Consciousness suddenly became a mess.

Lots of confused memories all came to her face, tumbling in her brain, as chaotic as the Yellow River under a storm, she couldn't see clearly, she couldn't see everything clearly!

"Presumptuous! Thou art the Holy Daughter of my Eagle Clan! Your body, your hair and skin, everything you have, belongs only to the Eagle Clan! ”

The beautiful singing voice like a jade plate gradually disappeared......