Then with a wave of his hand, the bunch of grapes in his hand floated back to the round platform, patted his hands that were as tender as peeling onions, and then got on the brocade couch and lay down.

I don't know if it's really lacking, or if this purple brocade has a hypnotic effect, and the southern frontier that will go up to the brocade couch will be in the middle of breathing, and then I will fall into a dream.

That eerie, familiar nightmare began again......

On the shore of the bitter coast, in the middle of a thousand miles of green grass, the southern frontier meditates cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the voice of a young woman turned from the void: "Little flower, little flower." ”

"Who's called Xiaohua?"

Nanjiang, who was slightly surprised, still had his eyes closed and did not move, and his lips were not half opened, but he could talk to him.

"You, aren't you just a little flower in this vast Xuan Domain?"

"I'm not called Xiaohua, I'm Nanjiang!"

"I know your name is Nanjiang, but you are Manshu Shahua, why can't you be called Xiaohua?"

“......”

Nanjiang slowly opened his eyes, wanting to see who this woman who was rude and made fun of herself, who was sacred.

Looking around, there were no women at all.

"Who are you? ”

I heard the woman smile playfully: "You can treat me as another you, or you can treat me as your friend!"

Nanjiang looked up at the void, but he couldn't determine where he was in the void, and then he got up and solemnly said: "Hugh wants to tell me, in this vast land, I am the only one who is incarnated from Manshu Shahua. ”

"That's right, you're the only red Manjush Sawa in this vast land, and I...", the woman paused and changed the subject: "Do you know that you were born to undertake a special victory?"

Nanjiang was a little surprised, this woman who didn't see anyone knew a lot!

Naturally, he knew that he was born as a human being in Manjush Sawa in order to inherit a special gift.

Since the birth of the Hongmeng Xuanyu, it has been more than 15 billion years, and many profound and mysterious things have happened.

Let's just say that it is a special thing! In the past 100 million years, southern Xinjiang has never seen other immortal people appear.

Because some people have never done a violent thing until the end of their lives, they will eventually return to Hongmeng and turn into dust.

As the Xuan Ling Immortal, I have seen the endless life and death of the Southern Xinjiang, and I feel very sorry for the dissipation of their Xuan Ling.

I can't count the number of times I have tried, wanting to guide those pure and compassionate and talented Xuan Ling Beads to be reborn as human beings and create happiness for the Xuan Domain again.

But every time it was in vain, I could only watch the person who should have been resurrected turn into powder and drift away in the midst of this vast stream.

Comforting himself is that the time has not yet come, and the matter of undertaking special things is also realized after countless years of cultivation in southern Xinjiang.

Could it be that this woman is the same as herself, and she is immortal?

After pondering for a moment, Nanjiang said, "Even so, what does it have to do with you?"

"Your name is Nanjiang, Nanyuan is immeasurable, prolonging life is boundless, life and death are endless. It can cross people to die and be reborn, or it can cross people to resurrect people. ”

The woman said that everything was known to Southern Xinjiang, as if she had retold it to Southern Xinjiang again, which was boring.

Nanjiang flicked his face solemnly: "My story, I don't need you to repeat it." ”

As the words fell, I heard the sound of rustling outside the fence made of flowers on the edge of the green space.

The sound was getting closer, accompanied by a heavy sizzle.

Nanjiang glanced at the grass, and a fearless momentum rose into the air, flying towards the location of the sizzling sound.

Just as he was approaching, a huge monster in the bushes with a body length of several zhang jumped into the air with half of its body, which really startled Nanjiang.

Immediately stopped in mid-air and looked at the monster, this behemoth was black all over, the scales around it were glowing with a terrifying black light, the crimson mouth was still spitting letters, there was a long slippery yellow in the middle of the abdomen, and the tail was leaning on the ground.

The pair of huge cyan eyes looked at Nanjiang and its petite figure, and there was no tendency to attack, quite a kind of 'the enemy does not move, I do not move'.

After confronting the terrifying monster for a moment, Nanjiang suddenly became shocked: "This... Could this be the rumored ...... of Hongmeng?"

"Python!" the unseen woman cut off.

Suddenly, a woman in a white robe flew over, and a palm of white silky mist struck at the python.

The painful body of the python that did not dodge twisted twice in mid-air, but it did not look provoked.

Nanjiang turned his head to look at the woman, and was suddenly shocked.

This level of horror is no less than seeing the rumored python in the Hongmeng Xuan Domain!

"You... I... Why me? No, why you? No, no, why are you me?"

"Don't panic, I can only be like you now. ”

"You're the woman who just spoke?"

The woman who looked exactly like Nanjiang said "um", and then she wanted to deal with the python who had not launched a counterattack.

Suddenly, a magnetic and beautiful voice came from the other end of the void, "Southern Xinjiang, Southern Xinjiang." ”

When the woman in white heard the voice, she disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The panicked Southern Xinjiang didn't have time to think about it, and turned his head to look at the python opposite, only to see that the python took one last look at Southern Xinjiang and disappeared into a thick inky mist.

Is this sound terrifying?

At this time, a song dressed in crimson clothes descended from the void, the green silk was elegant, and it fell in front of Nanjiang in a chic manner, and said softly: "Nanjiang, I have been looking for you for a long time." ”

The frightened southern Xinjiang saw that it was a song, and suddenly resented.

If he hadn't shown up, he would have been able to ask the woman who looked like her.

When it should be, it doesn't, when it shouldn't, it appears.

Now it's a good thing, the woman in white is gone, and the python is gone.

"Is that you? Why do you have to show up at this time?" said Nanjiang angrily.

Xi Ge looked at Nanjiang, and there was no displeasure in those slender and good-looking ink pupils, but a little more tenderness.

Seeing that Xuan Ge didn't speak, he just looked at her silently.

Southern Xinjiang, whose painting style had changed abruptly, was so excited that he pulled over the wide sleeves of Xi Ge: "I saw myself! I also saw the rumored python in Xuanyu!"

Just when Nanjiang pulled the corner of Xige's cuffs and said that he was surprised, Xige hugged Nanjiang into his arms.

His right hand patted Nanjiang's jade back and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

For a while, the whole body seemed to be wrapped in soft warmth, as if in the soft clouds, and an inexplicable sense of steadiness poured into my heart.

Nanjiang slowly raised his flawless little face and looked at Xi Ge with affection.

Xi Ge slowly lowered his head, infinite tenderness swept over, and his thin crimson lips leaned towards the red lips of southern Xinjiang...