Rebirth of the mirror flower water moon

Xiao Aiye walked along the bright and simple corridor, silently.

"Dum, thump, thump..." The clear but dull sound of leather shoes was just like his mood at this moment.

What appeared on his face was a calm but complicated expression.

Perhaps, this kind of him, in the eyes of some people, is a little cold and ruthless.

However, under his eyes, there is quietly lurking a sad scenery that others cannot see.

It may be for himself, or it may be for another person, the elder brother who can only lurk in the darkness forever and cannot witness the light.Xiao Ruobai is another, real, noble son of the Xiao family.

Ruobai, Ruobai, but this life is destined to go against fate.Dyed black that everyone repelled and hated.Sometimes, one wrong step leads to a wrong step.

"Heh!" For the sake of the Xiao family, and also for the so-called golden brilliance on the surface, that person, that person... Huh... At this moment, his heart suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, icy cold... "Huh..." He let out a deep breath of cold air that was pent up in his chest, and he couldn't think about it anymore.

He never dared to think about what kind of life his elder brother lived, yes, he never dared.Because I am afraid, I am afraid that the pain caused by comparing myself will become the sharpest knife to pierce the heart.

He thought about it, what was he doing when he was three years old?Maybe it's playing, maybe it's being taught, to become a so-called qualified successor of the Xiao family.

But it's always better.But the other person, his elder brother, had to compete with a group of people for the only chance to survive when he couldn't even hold the dagger in his hand and was still walking shaky.

He succeeded, but he knew that from that moment on, his dear brother had truly disappeared from this world...

What exists in the world is nothing but a killing blade hidden in the dark, the Xiao family's killing blade!

The corridor is not long, but he walked for a long time.

Walked all the way to the end of the corridor, the light was already a little dim, and it stopped.Stayed in front of a relief.

It was a light yellow pear tree with retro-style carvings. From a distance, it seemed to be just a decoration on the wall.However, Xiao Aiyi stood still in front of it for a few seconds, then slowly put her hand on the flower and leaf of a peony flower, and finally pressed down hard.

"Boom..." A miraculous scene appeared. It used to look like a hollowed-out flower carving, and it seemed to be something embedded in the wall, but at this moment, it opened flexibly like an electronic system operated by information technology.

After carving, only a milky white step can be seen, leading to the ground, and there seems to be a hidden cave inside.

However, Xiao Aiye looked at these, but his expression was normal, enough to see that he was very familiar with this place.

After walking down the steps, another stone wall appeared. I don't know what Xiao Aiyi took out. It seemed to be a key. After sticking it to a leaf-shaped depression on the stone wall, the extremely hard stone wall unexpectedly opened slowly by itself.

At this time, the appearance inside is completely presented.

It is a building that is enough to amaze anyone, it can be called a stroke of magic.

It is mainly milky white as a whole, covering a very large area, almost as large as the entire Xiao family on the ground.The marble building seems to have been carved carefully and stroke by stroke.like what?Like a spotless paradise, it feels only holy and pure.

It is enough to be called the City of Angels!

Inside, although it is located underground, it is as bright as daytime, and you can even feel the bright luster and smooth texture of white marble.

Xiao Aiyi walked outside the largest palace, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and knocked on the door, but no one answered for a long time.

Suddenly, the door opened, and he fell in unexpectedly, and the door closed with a bang at the moment he entered.

He looked around, but couldn't see anything.Inside, it was pitch black.

"It shouldn't be!" He didn't know what to think of, and frowned.

"I know you're there!" he said.

"Come out, let's talk!" Although it was dark all around, he still looked around.

However, in the empty room, there is still only his own echo.

"Brother..." He yelled in a low voice towards an unknown place.

"Don't call me brother again!" Another hoarse and deep male voice suddenly sounded in the room that had been silent for a long time.A familiar and depressing murderous aura came over the surface.

After that, the room suddenly lit up.

A charming and dazzling man, just like a king who is proud of the world, in a posture that seems to be careless, but faintly releases coercion, lazily propping up one leg, lying on a huge and luxurious seat, holding his hands A silver cup was slowly turned and played with, but none of the wine in the cup spilled out of the cup.

He was wearing an extremely white, extremely light retro robe, with bare feet, one foot was stepping on the seat, while the other was casually hanging on the ground.

And that man was the man in black that night, that is, the man in black leather who had been called a "psychopath" by the little mirror.

However, tonight he seemed to be a different person.No more grinning.

Compared with him in black, he in white seems to be closer to the real him, with a cold face, repelling others thousands of miles away.

However, such his appearance and temperament made him closer to a person, one of the seven deadly sins in the Bible story, the god of desire, Asmondi.