At first, I felt like I was tripped inexplicably.
That was a very novel feeling.
To use the knowledge she later learned to describe it, it was like a fetus sleeping peacefully in its mother's womb. For the first time, it had a vague consciousness of being a human. So it decided to stretch out its hands and feet and do a freestyle swim in the warm amniotic fluid. As a result, she was slapped by the mother and began to doubt the fetus——
"Sorry, are you okay?"
That was the first time she heard a sound.
Although she had no idea what it meant at that time, she intuitively felt that the voice was strangely pleasant, tempting her like a cool hook.
When I heard that voice for the second time, a bit of light and color suddenly appeared in the pure white world.
The white light was scattered in the wind, and the green hair was dancing gracefully, brushing against the white and cherry blossoms. He saw the owner of the clear voice suddenly looking back, and the clear spring reflected the falling red sky: "Junior brother, what are you doing with my sleeves?"
"Practice well, and next time senior brother will take you down the mountain with me!"
Ding!
Something seemed to light up in that thumping place, and she suddenly realized: Isn't that my hair? This beautiful senior brother is rubbing my hair!
Time passed by, and the colorful crowds with delicate lines came and went in front of her like a revolving lantern, but she never saw the beautiful senior brother with a hook-like voice again.
Until that day, a strange palpitation suddenly spread from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. She watched helplessly as the identical version of herself was forcibly pulled out of her body, and her consciousness suddenly split into two halves. One half stayed in place and missed the white and unconscious past, while the other half was quickly dragged into the gray and black sky with the clone!
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The light was very dim, deep in the hall with the faint red candlelight flickering, at the top of the black steps, Senior Brother Beauty was lazily sitting on the cold throne. He could only vaguely see that the long sleeves of the flowing clouds like water seemed to be much darker in color, red and black, which was a bit scary.
"Why don't you scold me or beg for mercy, huh?"
The beauty senior brother pinched her neck with one hand, half-squinted his eyes, and slightly hooked his thin lips, seeming to appreciate the way he was hanging in the air unable to move.
Scold you? What kind of strange request is this?
You are such a beautiful woman, did you break your brain when you went out? She thought.
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Are you really a disciple of Penglai? "Senior Brother Beauty shook the hem of his wrinkled clothes and asked casually.
I don't know how to answer this...
"Should I be? "She had no choice but to ask the audience for help. After all, they were the ones who initiated this topic in the first place.
The yellow uncle looked blank, his beard trembled with his breathing, and he was obviously still struggling.
The blue man crossed his arms and pursed his lips tightly, as if he would never speak again until he died.
The pink eldest sister looked filled with resentment...
She asked for help in vain, so she had no choice but to look up at Senior Brother Meiren and tentatively said: "Senior Brother said I am, am I? "
Senior Brother Qing Lingling's voice was so gentle that it was almost bewitching: "How about joining my demon sect and becoming my disciple? "
Concept: What's wrong with my villain? Is he eating your protagonist's rice?