Chapter 687: A Dream Is Not a Dream 1

During her coma, Mo Ziran seemed to have a dream, she was in a fairyland-like place, surrounded by white mist, and all kinds of flowers and plants that exuded a rich aura.

It was as if something was pulling her, and she walked uncontrollably into the depths of the mist.

Faintly, she could see a pavilion full of quaint atmosphere in the distance, and from her angle, she saw a man in a red robe and a man in a crescent robe.

She couldn't see the faces of the two men clearly, but they both gave her a very familiar feeling.

To see who they were, she quickened her pace and walked forward.

From a distance, I saw the man in red sitting in front of the table, his hands on a piano, playing smoothly, singing while playing:

There is a beautiful woman who will never forget it.

I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy.

The phoenix soars, seeking the phoenix from all over the world.

Helpless beauty, not on the east wall.

The piano will be used as a substitute for the language, and the conversation will be heartfelt.

When I see Xu Xi one day, I am hesitant.

I am willing to match virtue and join hands.

I shall not fly away, and I shall be destroyed.

The phoenix returns to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek his phoenix.

When I haven't met anything, I don't know what to do!

There are beautiful ladies in the boudoir, and the room is poisonous to my intestines.

What is the fate of the neck for the mandarin ducks, and the beards and cheeks soar together!

The phoenix and the phoenix are from me, and they have to be entrusted with the tail as a concubine.

Friendship and harmony, who knows each other in the middle and night?

The wings are flying high, and I don't feel that I think about the remaining sorrow

The man in red's tune spoke very smoothly and sang very well, but for some reason, her heart was beating wildly when she heard his voice, and for some reason she wanted to see his appearance clearly.

Moreover, she always felt that the voice of the man in red sounded a little familiar, but for the time being, she couldn't remember whose voice it was.

She quickened her pace and continued to walk, and then simply ran away.

When she finally ran closer, she found that she couldn't see the face of the man in red, and even the man in the crescent-colored robe on the side couldn't see his face clearly, and the faces of both of them were almost covered by a cloud of white mist.

She asked, "Who are you?" ”

But no one answered her, as if they didn't know there was one more of her.

She reached out to grab them, only to find that her hand couldn't reach them.

She realized that maybe this was not the place she should have been, and that she must have stumbled here by mistake for some reason, so she gave up and simply watched them curiously and listened to their conversation.

When the man's movements in red stopped, the sound of the piano disappeared instantly, and the man in the crescent-colored robe on the side chuckled lightly and exclaimed: "Whether it's a song, a word, it's good, it's really good." ”

As soon as she heard this voice, Mo Ziran's heart trembled, this voice was so familiar that it was exactly the same as Yexi's voice.

"Yexi, are you Yexi?" Mo Ziran asked, but no one answered her, and still no one found out about her existence.

She stood there in confusion, knowing that none of them could sense herself, so she continued to listen curiously beside her.

"This is a song I learned in the mortal world in order to make that woman happy, brother, you said that if I played it to her, would she like it? Will she be excited to marry me? The man in red said with some unconfidence.

It was singing just now, and the voice was naturally not easy to distinguish, but this time it was the man in red who spoke, word by word, Mo Ziran listened carefully, and thought carefully about why this voice felt familiar?