Under the moonlight, a figure stood next to the green pine-like young man. However, at this time, the green pine had fallen to the ground for a long time and did not move again. The hungry eagle next to it stared closely, but in the way of the figure, the beast's eyes flashed with fear, and it did not dare to get close. It would swoop down as soon as the man left.
"My dear, is this here?" The pure white clothes are fluttering gorgeously in the wind, and the dark white patterns at the corner of the eyes reveal a bright and beautiful Bianhua flower. It is pure white and flawless, blooming loomingly on the snow-white face of the light and agile girl.
There was no one around, it was like one person was talking to himself calling another person's name.
However, the pure white figure changed color in an instant, and the bright red stained the entire hillside like blood. The red skirt undulated like waves, setting off layers of huge waves. The flower from the other side of the eye also turned into a coquettish red, blooming in the corner of the eye as if it had been shed for a thousand years of blood and tears.
"Wang She, if you do this, aren't you afraid of going against the will of heaven?" He still said to himself.
The red turned to white in an instant: "Look, that star is still so bright. This person's destiny is still there, and this person is related to the entire Fuso Dynasty. It will take hundreds of years for the Fuso Dynasty to end."
The white turned to bright red again: "But by then, what will be the fate of us who are guarding this dynasty? Who will save our fate? Wangshe."
"Ah, time is still very far away, my dear."
After speaking, he pointed his fingertips towards the young man's forehead, and a beam of white light penetrated through, and the green pine young man groaned lowly.