Lingcheng is located in the south, there is a lot of rain, and rich, ordinary people are built with cornices, green tiles and white walls, the courtyard is separated by a carved full moon door, Song Liuguang has never seen such a delicate permanent residence.

The Water Dragon Festival is an annual grand festival, and its liveliness is even better than the Spring Festival in Lingcheng, with thousands of empty alleys and empty rooms, so now people are very quiet.

There were two people lying on the high courtyard wall, one big and one small, one gray and one green, Song Liuguang felt that his brain was broken, and he was actually helping a stranger to abduct someone else's daughter.

Lin Jiangxian should be the author of this painting, and has been living in this world of only one day and one night, for three thousand years he didn't know that he was in the painting, he only knew that his world had been repeating, he tried every means to make everyone in the city believe that the city would disappear, but every day for three thousand years was reincarnated, and no matter what he did, he couldn't stop the flood from flooding the whole world.

When Song Liuguang heard him say this, his whole person trembled unconsciously. This person has been living in this repeated apocalypse without knowing it, refusing to Lin Jiang Xian said that he can guess that all the key lies in his paintings, so he will quickly finish painting the picture that suddenly appeared in his mind three thousand years ago every day, and then spend a whole day persuading everyone to flee for their lives, but no one believes him.

He could paint an entire wall all night, but even if he beat the gong and drums and pretended to be crazy and stupid, he was so desperate that he jumped from a tall building at the beginning of the ritual, but the next time he opened his eyes it was a repeat day.

In the end, he also gave up, he gave up everyone after countless failures, but he couldn't let go of one person - that is, Song Liuguang and the person he was squatting on now.

Song Liuguang looked at the young man lying next to her, as if something had moved in her heart, this feeling of desperately trying to save someone seemed to have surged up a long, long time ago.

However, she can't understand it at all now, but it seems to outsiders that Song Liuguang is still early from the age when she first fell in love, so she can't understand this heavy and sour feeling.

The air seemed to be stagnant, and Song Liuguang's neck was about to break, but Lin Jiang Xian's good appearance still didn't come out, "Are you sure she will really come out?"

"Nonsense," the young man stammered, lowering his voice, "I've been squatting for more than a thousand years, you don't talk, I'll come out soon." ”

Song Liuguang looked at Linjiang Immortal with admiring eyes, he really admired it too much, what kind of perseverance is this, he has been squatting here every day for more than a thousand years and running away with his good intentions, but what kind of waste is this, he has not succeeded for more than a thousand years?

The young man was not wrong, and after a while, a small sound of footsteps came from outside the Full Moon Gate.

Song Liuguang began to get nervous, and he paid attention to the fact that as soon as this person appeared, he jumped down and pressed the person down, and blocked his mouth with the bun he had just bought and had not eaten, and then turned out.

One foot stepped into the door, embroidered shoes, cyan skirt corners, and then black cloud temples, and when the woman completely appeared in the courtyard, Song Liuguang was stunned for a moment, and when she thought she was mistaken, the young man next to her jumped down and jumped directly into the courtyard.

"Yuan Niang—"

Song Liuguang's eyes widened, what is this?