Tiangong is rich in wealth and handsome

The night is as thick as ink, the moon is cold and the stars are sparse, and the cold wind is howling, as if whimpering, giving people an ominous premonition!

Xue Baochai, who always goes to bed early, is unusually awake tonight, without any sleepiness.

At the middle of the night, Xue Baochai was a little thirsty, so she got out of bed and poured a cup of herbal tea, and sat at the table to sip slowly. Suddenly, a light flashed in her mind, which was too fast to catch.

The sound of "bang" interrupted Xue Baochai's thoughts. Looking at the sound, the window was blown open by the strong wind. In his heart, the girl Yinger must have forgotten to lock the window.

Xue Baochai was about to close the window, and turned her head outside casually, but saw a man under a plum blossom tree not far away, looking at him by the moonlight...

In the splash-ink-like sky, there are a few sparse stars hanging. Under the bright yellow moonlight, the figure reflected is very clear: tall, elegant and timeless, with striking white hair tied high in a jade crown, Wearing a white robe straight.

The crystal clear moonlight cast a layer of silver light on his body, giving people a coldness that is repulsive for thousands of miles, and people can't bear to profane.

With a sharp pain in his heart, Xue Baochai has seen the familiar figure and the familiar white hair countless times.

Neither of them opened their mouths, and the strange atmosphere in the air rose, Xue Baochai couldn't help but shiver, "It's you? Why do you appear in my dreams so often?"

"..." The man remained silent, his dark eyes remained motionless, and his gaze towards Xue Baochai was devoid of any emotion.

Suddenly, the white-haired man in white clothes gradually became transparent under the silvery moonlight until he disappeared.Only one sage plum was left standing quietly under the crystal clear and bright moon.

The cold wind was more violent and violent than the one just now, and it swept away the dry branches on the ground. Xue Baochai moved lightly, wanting to go out of the room to have a better look.

There was a sudden dizziness, and his legs went limp.Hurry up and grab the door frame with both hands to prevent yourself from falling.After a while, the dizziness gradually dissipated, but drowsiness hit me like a flood, so I had to crawl into bed in a daze.

Xue Baochai, who had already fallen asleep, didn’t know that a strange thing happened in the God Realm just now. Ten days ago, Baotang Monk returned from learning scriptures and was conferred the title of Eight Heavenly Dragons. , I didn't know where I was going just now.

When his father, the Dragon King of the West Sea, rushed to the mountain gate, the sky above Optimus Prime was empty and his dragon could not be seen.

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People are born with the word "love"; if love is deep and shallow, they all look at the word "fate".If there is a predestined relationship, the emotion comes naturally, if there is no predestined relationship, forcing it will also fail.

The Illusionary Realm is in charge of love in the world, idiots complaining about men and women, love and sorrow, they all come out of the illusion and enter the illusion.Located at the junction of the human world and the divine world, it is surrounded by clouds and mist all the year round, like a dream, and is known as a fairyland.

In Jinghuan Pavilion, all the furniture is decorated with pink petals, walls, beds, screens, including tables, chairs and benches.The gauze hanging from the beams is delicate pink, elegant and fresh.Every brick and tile is ingenious and extravagant.

Silver-white incense curls up, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of orchids.A man and a woman are sitting on the soft couch, a small round table of fine red pear wood is placed between them, a brown porcelain teapot, and two small round teacups, all of which are top-grade, simple yet stylish.

The man was dressed in a bright red robe, with a few purple-gold mandala flowers dotted on the cuffs. His long, shiny black hair set off his fair complexion even more. On his evil and alluring face, his thick sword-shaped eyebrows slanted into his temples.

A pair of glazed peach blossom eyes, narrow and narrow, with an evil smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, leaning against the side of the soft couch. "Jing Huan, I want to see her too." There was a hint of coquettishness in his tone, it was not hard to hear that he had a deep friendship with Fairy Jing Huan.

If Xue Baochai were here, he would definitely recognize that the speaker was Jia Baoyu who escaped into Buddhism after marrying him!

Fairy Jing Huan sat reclined on the soft couch, wearing a long black gauze skirt that mopped the floor, and a silver-black brocade belt cinched her willow waist, which was hard to grasp.

At this moment, helplessness appeared on her snow-white and beautiful face, "Yunmo, don't mess around. You can't show up yet, stay here and don't go anywhere."

Today she wants to see that the person is none other than his abandoned wife Xue Baochai.Ruo Ruo went with his temperament, but he didn't know what to say.

Yun Mo's face was like a peach blossom, and he was so evil and charming. With big jointed hands, he picked up the petal teacup and sipped slowly, "How could she be here without me? I am her husband."

"Mortal husband? In order to make her jealous, you turned into a psychic gem and a wishful gold lock to bind your fate, but you avoided her like a snake and scorpion, and you invited crimson bead grass to return your tears for the rest of your life. How dare you Say the word husband?" Fairy Jing Huan couldn't understand why her cousin became so perverse and violent, since she likes her, why would she do these things to get rid of her.

"Oh haha ​​... The next life of Ji Zhu Cao was willing to do it voluntarily, how to do it with me. If it wasn't for it ... Baodi was so admirable to me, how could I be willing to leave!" Yun Mo smiled with a smile. , but the smile doesn't reach the bottom of the eyes, if you observe carefully, you can clearly see the hatred and disdain deep in the bottom of the eyes... and revenge.

"Do you really think that no one knows what you have set up? If you hadn't been so impulsive back then, you would have... Hey. You want her to experience the feeling of being abandoned by the one she loves, but unexpectedly she never has you in her heart. Now that things have developed to such an extent, I am afraid that I will be powerless to change it." Fairy Jing Huan had a serious and dignified face, and her eyes were filled with worry.

"You tell her, don't look at his face, everything will be safe and sound. The husband in her heart is still me." Yun Mo's black hair was fixed at will with a jade hairpin, and she was lying on the soft couch like a waterfall, making her look even more enchanting and charming, but The deeper the smile... the colder the eyes.

He tried his best to avoid the eyes and ears of the fairy world, and set up a marriage between her and himself in the human world, using both the legend of the golden boy and the jade girl, and the bondage of fate, but in the end? What he got was just a walking dead!

"Yunmo, don't blame me for not reminding you. The relationship between them is fixed by nature, and no one can change it. You don't need me to tell you who the person is in her heart from the beginning to the end. What you did thousands of years ago, Completely disrupt their predestined marriage, and the fate and love in the future will no longer be under my control." Fairy Jing Huan was calm on the surface, but anxious inside.

Now the situation is serious, and she who is in charge of the love in the world can no longer control the love and hatred between them. No one can control their emotions and fate.

Fairy Jing Huan felt sorry for this younger brother who was not her own, but better than her own. She had done so much for her, but hurt her the most, and she is still obsessed with it to this day.

"Hurry up, she's coming soon. I'll wait for you here." Yun Mo's peach blossom eyes were full of impatience, and he obviously didn't want to say another word.There was no trace of other emotions on the evil and handsome face.