This is......."
At this moment, it's dawn. All darkness was erased by the appearance of a blazing sun.
When the darkness is no longer there, the cold wind everywhere dissipates immediately. Instead, there is the warmth of spring breeze.
Zhou Youluo stood behind the man in white, looking up at the blazing sun and the blue sky and white clouds surrounding him, full of doubts.
The old capital has experienced more than three hundred years of wind and rain. After the great turmoil of that year, it will remain in the polar night forever and will never return to the sun.
However, it was today that the sky became bright.
What exactly happened. It can be said that this is a strange phenomenon coming from heaven and earth. Is this good or bad? Is it fierce? Is it lucky?
The man in white didn't reply, he just stood there quietly. Look at all this.
This courtyard is very large and has only been built over a hundred years. It was already covered with decay, and there was a pungent smell everywhere.
This place is immersed in humidity all year round, and the yellow leaves that fell that year have rotted and stink.
There's nothing outstanding about it.
However, this man in white clothes stood here motionless, with complex and doubtful expressions on his face.
This is where the imperial palace once stood, the old capital of the Zhou Dynasty, and the former residence of the harem.
This was the place where Gongziyu and Daji of Dazhou lived.
"Gongziyu..."
A gust of wind blew past my ears. I don’t know if it was the wind that stirred up the decay, and the sand became a curtain, reaching everywhere and knocking all around. I don’t know if someone’s voice appeared in my ears.
"Husband...jun..."
The woman in white next to her did not raise her head. It was as if he had turned a blind eye to the changes in heaven and earth. However, there was also a change in her eyes. More and more confusion.
Her call was hesitant.
"Is it a hallucination..."
The man in white was silent for a while and shook his head.
Before, in a daze. He seemed to see a man standing in front of him.
A man wearing a red robe and a mask.
Chu Cheng had seen this man more than once. In the dream that year, and in the scene in the jade bowl.
"Does this place really exist... What was that dream back then?"
The world of mortals is not simple. Perhaps, it has surpassed the methods of the one whose strength was greatly reduced.
So, why did it happen?
The wind blew away the cobwebs from the window in front of the door, and shook off the sand on the ground.
There was a bang. Something blew up with the wind.
This is a door. As the door opened, the smell of decay was still there.
When the door opened, the man in white suddenly shook his shoulders, as if he had received some electric shock.
He seemed to see someone dressed in red, with a phoenix crown and a halo in the house.
This sky, this moment, this moment. It was as if it had turned into darkness, as if the paper had been lifted off.
What you see at this moment is covered with stars.
Another strong wind came from the east and entered the house.
As soon as the light went out, it fell into darkness, and the candlelight flickered again. Red flowers fall from the bed. There was a squeaking sound of the wooden bed rocking, as if a beautiful melody was playing.
In that beautiful music, once upon a time, the best sword in the world was inserted into the best scabbard in the world.
This is naturally an incomparable fit, the most perfect combination.
This is also the time when spring begins to appear in the house, rain falls, and mist appears. It is the revival of all things after winter and spring, and it is a picture of spring.
Men in white carry
Head, there is still that blazing sun in the sky. Still blue sky and white clouds.
"Husband..."
The woman in white heard the person next to her breathing heavily. Then he stepped out with his right foot and walked forward. The direction is exactly that of a house with a door that keeps swinging.
In a few steps, the man in white arrived in front of the house, stretched out his hands to hold the swaying doors on both sides.
Suddenly, the dust fell away. All clothes were stained.
The man in white walked into the house, ignoring the dust on his body, and stepped directly into the house.
There are no candles, and there are no red flowers falling on the bed.
Zhou Youluo and the woman in white walked into the house one after another.
All they saw was dust. The objects in the house were covered in dust, and you could vaguely see that if the dust was wiped away, they would look very unique.
Looking around, there are tables and chairs carved from fine sandalwood in the room, with different patterns carefully engraved on them. There are also tables and chairs made of the same material.
This is a dressing table for all the girls in the boudoir. On it are a diamond-shaped bronze mirror covered with brocade, scarlet lacquer carved plum blossom jewelry, a gold-inlaid gem-inlaid flower phoenix crown, and a rare inverted rosary. At one corner of the edge, there is rouge that has not been covered and has turned dark red.
All of this seemed to indicate that the owner of the room was no ordinary woman.
However, this once gorgeous decoration has also been covered with a layer of dust. Lost its bright color. In front of the bed is another sandalwood bed with pearl curtains and light red gauze hanging on it.
Next to the window, there is another table, with a piece of yellowish paper placed on it, an inkstone next to it, and several brushes inserted in the pen holder. After these three hundred years, it has not turned into decay.
The owner of this room has an extraordinary status, which can be seen from the fact that this is the residence in the backyard of the palace.
"Although this is the harem, it is far away from where the concubines live. It seems to be the residence of Emperor Ji of Zhou three hundred years ago."
Zhou Youluo looked around, then looked at the table in front of the window, and saw a picture of a beauty drawn on the piece of paper.
She is truly a beauty with an elegant and noble temperament. Just from this picture, it can be seen that this person is unparalleled in beauty.
The woman in the painting is so beautiful. Even though Zhou Youluo is the most beautiful woman in Zhou Dynasty now, compared with her, she still loses a bit.
Zhou Youluo looked to the side, the woman in white.
This is the man that I have longed for, my lifelong partner.
Whether it's appearance or temperament. Actually, he was also better than himself. Zhou Youluo never thought that there would be such a woman in this world.
This is the most beautiful among the beautiful. Only the woman in the painting can compete with him for beauty.
The woman in white has her head bowed at this moment. Look at the ground in front of you.
There, there was a shocking scene.
This is shocking and has dried up. Someone once vomited blood here. Beside it, there was broken porcelain foam on the ground.
At this moment, not only the eyes of the woman in white fell there, but also the eyes of the man in white.
"It turns out that this place really exists in this world. Did what happened back then happen again?"
After a long silence, the man in white let out a long sigh. In addition to sadness, the confusion in his eyes deepened.
Why do things in dreams and things in the mortal world appear before our eyes?
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The vast starry sky, there are countless stars here.
This does not exist in the great world, nor in the heavens and worlds.
Here, it seems boundless. In this vastness, there are nine huge stars.
This is a place no one knows about. Throughout the ages, there are only nine people who are qualified to know this place.
The stars in the sky that shine here are actually not stars. Just a reflection from an object.
There are only nine real stars, and each star is millions of times larger than a burning star.
However, eight of the nine stars have been extinguished, and the only one that remains is also dim.
This huge star is connected to a line, and the dim star is the second one from the nine stars.
Among the second stars, there is only yellow sand without a trace of life.
Just here, there is a fire burning. No matter where you are in the stars, you can clearly see this flame.
Although it is a flame, it occupies one-tenth of the entire star. Rather than using flames to describe it, it would be more appropriate to use a sea of fire.
In this sea of fire, a figure sat cross-legged.
This is an old man. An old man wearing a red robe and a half-hook mask on his face.
The old man squinted his eyes, as if he had just woken up, and looked into the distance.
He has been sitting in this sea of fire and has not moved an inch for countless years. His eyes have been staring in one direction for countless years, except in retreat.
That was the direction of the first star.
That star was several times larger than the one where the old man was. But just like this star, there is only yellow sand left, which is even more desolate than the star where the old man is.
In that first star, there is wind blowing thousands of miles away, and there is a fire flickering.
This flame was incomparable to the place where the old man was, and was only about the size of a thumbnail.
On that star, a strong wind raged. But he still couldn't blow out the flames.
"In a thousand years, when that person sets foot in the Canghai Realm, his destiny will reappear. This is a sign of resurrection." The old man murmured to himself, with the corners of his mouth raised, feeling happy.
"That is Gongziyu's fire of destiny. The moment the fire of destiny appears, it is proof that Gongziyu is really not dead. How could the majestic leader of the Nine Heavens, the majestic emperor, be in that catastrophe that destroyed the heavens? Fall?"
The old man's drooping eyelids trembled slightly and he murmured hoarsely.
The entire galaxy is silent. Even the burning of fireworks could not make a sound.
This is a silent world. Except for the old man, no one could spread the sound around.
"I have worked hard and worked hard to finally predict his arrival. I have been secretly observing him, but I never thought that when he came back, I would meet that woman and get her inheritance. This is destined to be an invincible rise again. "
"So, I want him to wake up faster. If he remembers that he is Gongziyu earlier and thinks about the past, he can grow up again faster. So, when he is in danger, I take action."
"What I didn't expect was that I used that "half-real" place as the foundation to create a real world. Now, he sets foot on it again. This is unexpected. It can be said that it is a blessing from heaven. "
"It's just..." When the old man said this, he suddenly frowned tightly.
"The purpose of that real scene was to make Gongziyu think of himself more deeply. However, a change suddenly occurred."
"This variable... is a woman. A woman who broke away from my control. With the appearance of this woman, everything went off the original track, causing Gongziyu to die prematurely in that real situation. Break free..."
"The price is life."
