Simin stared calmly at the mirror in front of her, her face reflected in the smooth mirror, the woman's long slender knuckles clasped on the wooden comb, the watery robe slipped down from between her arms and piled up in the crook of her elbow, revealing her snowy tender and slender arms, she pulled her hair back with one hand, and slid the comb through her hair with the other, like a flatboat dripping across a river of white silver.　　Ning looked at her silently for a long time, noticing that her hair was slightly damp. A goddess like Simian was immaculate, both in terms of her skin and her clothing, but she would still bathe from time to time, cleansing her body with pure, clear water.　　Ning stared at the fruit bowl for a long time, and after a moment, his gaze quietly swept around, looking for any traces of fruit peels, but Simian had obviously gotten up early and cleaned everything around him.　　Szell noticed that Ning had long since woken up, but she regarded

Big River Town green caper wheat in the wind undulating like waves, faded stakes standing in the two ends of the mountain road, like a white arm bone, the distance can not see the arc of the other mountains, once he was in this place, the vision is only behind the staggering mountain towns as well as the end of the steps in front of him, written all the ancient years of the Taoist temple.　　Ning walked forward slowly for a long time.　　The cold and slightly damp morning mist was slowly blown away by the wind, and Ning long walked on the mountain path, which was the junction between Dahe Town and Bu Ke Guan, and he looked at everything that was familiar yet unfamiliar, as if it was a lifetime ago.　　Is it because of the proximity of the Moon Kingdom of Kunlun that I started to have such strange dreams? Or is it just a thought buried in the back of my mind?　　It was also true that twenty-four years in his previous life, no more than a snap of the fingers, was n

The rainstorm poured into the forest, and the rocks of Beechwood Peak were washed by the rain, glowing silver in the light of the thunder.The huge ginseng tree stood in the rain, the only fruit on its branches swaying as the gusty wind and rain swept through the gaps, emitting gusts of sadness like the cries of the ginseng fruit.The little monkey ran wildly through the stormy forest, blood rushing up inside his body, and his heart kept beating violently, like a drum beating in his ears.The rain lashed its body, each blow seemed to weigh a million even, and in the darkness of the forest, it tilted its head up, looking at the raindrops falling all over the sky, and an infinite fear flooded its heart.The little monkey demon kept gasping for breath as it clutched its head and knelt down by a giant tree, crying with a suppressed voice.The guests didn't come after us.He looked at his leg, which was covered in bloodstains from the thorns when he ra

Everything happened in a flash, and the brightly lit world was transformed into a haunted mansion.In the longevity building, the candle flame held by the boys and girls was engulfed in light and turned into a ghostly green color, while the tender children in fancy dress, their snow-white skin turned into green, but their smiles remained the same. On the gorgeous carpet, all the flowers piled up became streams of fire, flowing to the center of the pool, the dancer's curvy figure turned into green smoke, let out a sharp laugh.In front of him, the screen formed by the firelight turned into the color of fury white, the old Taoist with the hairpin flicked his sleeves, his head was born with antlers, and a group of boys and girls surrounded him."They're not people, they're ginsengs." Sifu said as he looked at the boy and girl.Ning nodded heavily for a long time, gathering his voice into a line and asking, "How do I kill?"Sifu said, "For the third plan, j

The light between the gaps in the trees glowed with a pale, soft emerald color, the sunlight illuminated the Taoist temple with clarity, and by the roots of the wall in the distance, the sound of crickets came from time to time, and fine velvet dandelion seeds blew up with the breeze and swept through their hair.The green-clad boy and the white-skirted girl leaned against their backs, hiding in the shade and reading.The sky seemed to have been washed by a sudden rain, flocculent clouds lay in bits and pieces, the ridge eaves of the Taoist temple lay in a gentle curve in the distance, and the green tiles were laid flush.Ning felt such beauty for a long time, and he occasionally gently looked up from his sea of books to look at the sunlight beyond the shade of the trees.The sun was brighter than ever.Zhao Xiang'er also gently raised her head, the young girl's ancient and quiet face looking at the sun, her soulful face softening.Imperial City c