Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Plain Woman

Everyone in the audience saw a flower in front of them, and Lu Yuntao had already strongly inserted between the blue and red rays, and with the intervention of his shocking ghost power, he separated the two in one fell swoop.

The light dissipated, and the figures of the two appeared, Lu Yang was still the same, but the ghost power in his body was a little agitated, and he confronted Lu Yuntao from afar.

And Lu Wanxiao flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A dense loud noise came, and Lu Wanxiao crashed through several walls one after another, and finally ended up embedded in a thick wall in the distance......

He was covered in blood, his face was pale, and he looked very miserable.

Looking inwardly at his body, the meridians in the limbs and hundreds of bones had already been shattered inch by inch by the violent ghost qi that had just been hedged, and in the dantian, except for the Bliss Locking Spirit Array that had almost stopped rotating and was dim, there was no trace of ghost qi that existed, and it was squeezed clean.

Luckily, he survived.

"It's embarrassing...... Hiss-" Lu Wanxiao smiled self-deprecatingly, and then gasped.

The pain in his body irritated his nerves all the time, and the pain was unbelievable, and he hadn't experienced it for a long time.

is as tough as his nerves, and his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier under this indescribable pain......

It wasn't until a whirling wave of dizziness hit him that he finally lost all control of his body......

His consciousness sank as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

I don't know how long later, when consciousness stopped falling, a familiar figure appeared.

"The red leaves are late Xiao Xiao, and the long pavilion has a scoop of wine. ”

"The remnant clouds return to Taihua, and the rain passes through the middle strip. ”

"The color of the trees follows the mountains, and the sound of the river enters the sea. ”

"The emperor's hometown will arrive tomorrow, and he is still dreaming of fishing. ”

"From now on, you will call Lu Wanxiao......

It's the plain woman in the Nightmare Dunes that once appeared in his mind!

Lu Wanxiao recognized the other party the moment the song sounded.

The same sound of Qingqiu, the same back to him, the difference is that this time the woman's figure is much clearer, no longer limited to the ethereal picture, as if there is life.

"Who are you?" Lu Wanxiao said tentatively.

The woman was speechless, just turned her head slowly, and turned her face to him sideways, revealing the tip of the iceberg of her face.

Lu Wanxiao was slightly stunned, the woman's appearance was not strictly speaking, but it could induce the deepest infatuation in his heart.

He felt a pain in his heart, looked at the woman's side face, and suddenly had an urge to take her into his arms.

"Charm?" A thought flashed through his mind in an instant, and he became alert, and then he rejected it.

He didn't feel the true spirit tremble, which showed that the impulse was not caused by charm.

Surprised, the woman spoke.

"Late Xiao ......"

"Don't, don't call me that. As soon as the woman spoke, Lu Wanxiao interrupted: "I can't accept your call like this." ”

After a pause, Lu Wanxiao added two more words: "Diaphragm." ”

β€œ......”

The woman didn't seem to expect him to react like this, and she was silent for a while before speaking again, but there was an imperceptible resentment in her tone.

"Lu Wanxiao, are you ...... Don't you really remember me?"

"If I remember who you are, I need to ask who you are?"

β€œ......”

"So who are you?" Seeing that the woman fell silent again, Lu Wanxiao tilted her head slightly and asked.

This woman should have known the original owner, Lu Wanxiao, but in the memory of the original owner, there is no other memory except for the picture of the woman singing with her back to him and naming him.

"Looks like you really forgot about me......" The woman slowly closed her eyes, a gleam in her eyes sliding down the side of her face.

"Crying?" Lu Wanxiao was stunned, watching the tears floating towards him, and subconsciously reached out to take it.

The moment he took it, his heart suddenly hurt and hurt, that feeling......

It was like losing something importantβ€”even more important than his life.

Looking at the teardrop-shaped spar in his palm, he lost his mind for a moment in a trance, and some memories that did not belong to him flashed in his mind again.

......

The flames of war were raging, and the soldiers were approaching the city, and the woman held the man's hand tightly, tears in her eyes.

"Don't go, you're going to die......"

The man was dressed in a battle robe, and his back looked a little vicissitudes and heroic.

"I'm sorry. The man's voice was low, and there seemed to be a strong attachment and reluctance hidden in the tone, ruthlessly shaking the woman's hand away.

"Accompany each other in this life, and rely on it in the next life. ”

"As a king, I have to go!"

There was no turning back, and the resolute back was eternally engraved in the eyes of the woman-

The man jumped on the city wall, and under the city wall, there were countless swords, guns, swords, halberds, and black pressed armor.

"Noβ€”"

The woman's mournful cry freezes the picture, as if it is a swan song.

......

Luxurious palace, Qionglou Yuyu, a woman holding a baby in her arms, looking at her man.

Before the man could step out of the temple door, the woman's voice sounded behind him.

"Why is my husband going?"

"In order to suppress the darkness, the sky and the earth are clear. ”

"If you don't go back?"

"And never go back!"

"If there is an afterlife?"

"Don't forget!"

When the words fell, the man walked straight away, never looking back.

Years later, the woman's infant baby grows into a toddler, but the man never returns.

When he was young, he asked, "Mother, why has the child never seen his father?"

"Silly boy. The woman stroked the child's head and pointed to the sky with one hand.

"That's your father. ”

......

There were still many chaotic memories flashing, and every time a memory flashed, Lu Wanxiao's heart hurt even more.

Holding the teardrops in her hand tightly, Lu Wanxiao suddenly raised her head, only to find that the woman had already disappeared, leaving only a trace of residual fragrance.

Looking at the place where the woman was for a long time, Lu Wanxiao muttered.

"Who the hell are you......"

No one can answer him, the only one who responds to him is the echo.

Who the hell is it......

Who is it......

Who......

......

"Who are you!" With an angry roar, Lu Wanxiao suddenly opened her eyes, and there was mist in her eyes.

The next moment, he was stunned to find that he was lying in the ashram in his own garden.

The slightly flickering candle flame, the smell of medicine in his nose, and Xing Zhen's concerned gaze, all of this seemed to tell him:

What he had just experienced was nothing more than a dream.

"You're finally awake. Xing Zhen had appeared beside him as he spoke, standing on the edge of the bed at the moment, "Dreaming?"

"Huh-" Lu Wanxiao let out a long breath, nodded in response, her eyes flickered for a moment, suppressed the strong sense of loss in her heart, and asked in a deep voice with her eyes on Shang Xingzhen, "What time is it?"

"You're trying to ask how long you've been unconscious. Although Xing Zhen had doubts, he didn't ask much, but replied truthfully: "You have been in a coma for nearly half a year......

"Half a year?!" Lu Wanxiao was startled and collapsed from the bed.

It's okay not to move, but as soon as he moves, he notices that something is wrong.

He still remembered that the meridians in his body had been shattered inch by inch before he fell unconscious, and now not only healed, but his tenacity was even higher than before!

Xiuwei has also reached the pinnacle of the seven-star deed in his sleep!

What's going on?

Just as he was about to ask, a cool feeling suddenly came from his chest, and his heart trembled, and he tore open his shirt......

It was obvious that there was an extra teardrop-shaped mark on the chest!

"Original...... That's not ......a dream," Lu Wanxiao lost her mind and muttered in a voice that only she could hear.