Rebirth Zuo Wei

Destiny is indeed everyone's enemy, even those who don't know him, at this moment, feel that their souls are suppressed, and they reflexively feel uneasy and uncomfortable.

Who is willing to submit to his own destiny?Unless this person's fate is smooth sailing, extremely perfect.

But is there such a person in the world?

Perfect in all aspects, like a young master, I have never been happy.

Zun Xin Ke, who was so powerful and powerful, turned into a wisp in the dust of annihilation in the end.

They are the pinnacle of fate's evolution and the embodiment of fate's ruthlessness.

However, no one thought that fate would be like this...

Refined, boundless and introverted, the white and well-defined palms are slightly exposed under the robe, and the expression is a little unclear because it is covered by the misty white air...

No one dared to say a word.

Because of his existence, it seems to have captured the muscles and bones between the heaven and the earth, and inserted everyone's ribs.

In the silence, everyone was staring at him, but this person didn't seem to notice, just so lightly, slowly, his eyes wandered past them...

Finally, it landed on Zuo Wei.

In fact, the most surprising thing was Zuo Wei's expression, which was a kind of relieved yet extremely suspicious and weird expression.

Shao Siming looked at her sideways, and clearly saw the suspicious light in Zuo Wei's eyes, as well as his secretly curled fingers.

Um?Are you too excited?

After all, he is the greatest enemy in his life, and he is also the fate inherited from the Moon God, so it is inevitable to get excited.

However, she always felt a little strange.

Ye Luobin who stood behind Zuo Wei frowned.Gently stepped forward, put the palm on Zuo Wei's shoulder, and touched it lightly.

Zuo Wei came back to his senses, and when he looked at fate again, he became confused.With a faint edge, he said slowly:

"I also said that we must meet each other during the war between the planes~~ Could it be that my eyesight is bad? But I can't see your face clearly..."

For some reason, she has an inexplicable obsession with this face, maybe she wants to know what the biggest enemy in her life looks like, just like many dying people want to know what the enemy who killed her is like. What does it look like.

Well, I guess that's the mentality.

Fate heard Zuo Wei's words.There was no big reaction, as always, he looked at her with shallow eyes, even though he couldn't see the opposite face clearly, Zuo Wei still felt that this man's eyes were very sensitive to her.

After a while, he opened his mouth: "Are you sure you want to see my face?"

Nima, isn't this nonsense!Ye Luobin and the others rolled their eyes.

However, the other party's voice was a little hoarse, like a lit cigarette, with a touch of tenderness and vicissitudes, but for Zuo Wei.This voice made her slightly stunned, her eyes flickered, she didn't speak, just stared at him.

After the resentment on the battlefield faded away after he appeared.It seems to be in fear, so the current scene is very quiet and quiet, so quiet that you can clearly hear a leaf falling down.

Xu Shi agreed with Zuo Wei's wish, and the fate was silent, and the white air on his face soon faded away, revealing a clear outline.

At first glance, what Zuo Wei saw was the eyes of the other party, which were as clear as springs and streams in summer, as light and warm as spring breeze.Clear and gentle like peach blossoms in June.

Nose, mouth, everything is actually just a face.

However, it was this face that made Zuo Wei's expression change in an instant!

"Ah!" Ye Luobin's face also changed drastically, and he couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Shao Si Ming and how sensitive they must be.Just Zuo Wei's reaction is enough to make people think about it, not to mention Lianye Robin is so weird.

Take a closer look, fate...

They thought this would be a serious and stern old man, or a man of immortal demeanor, but he would be like this... a refined and refined young man.

He is like a son who goes back and forth between high halls and pavilions. On a bright summer night, he leans on a mahogany pillar, flicks his sleeves to add fragrance, and quietly hears the moon and plays the flute.

On the sunny day of the morning, I will kneel and sit in the water pavilion, fishing out of thin air.

He will even walk slowly and lonely on the road of Baixue Feifei, stepping on footprints one by one.

Or, he would walk aimlessly and relaxedly in the beautiful and slightly charming plum blossom forest, and then accidentally saw a beautiful and young girl, so he stood behind the tree, motionless , looked at her with scorching eyes and a little absentmindedly.

Watching that girl go from loneliness to rebellion, from rebellion to happiness, from happiness to loneliness, and finally into despair, this process is faster than flowers blooming and fading, like fireworks in an instant, before it is too late to grasp it in the palm of your hand, it has already ended poignantly and beautifully .

But at this moment, this somewhat sad and bright man is downsizing his figure, and standing in front of Zuo Wei in an ethereal manner, face to face, at an arm's length, just right, so that people won't feel that breathing is hindered, and they won't let him People feel that it is too far away, but even such a distance gives everyone a lingering fear.

Fate, the greatest enemy, is so close to Zuo Wei at this moment!

But the only one on the left didn't respond at all!

Shao Siming and others subconsciously want to reach out to pull Zuo Wei~!

However... fate moved its lips.

"We finally met...Awei."

Different people have different names for Zuo Wei.

Xiao Wei is the only name Zuo Jinxuan, Long Lingyan and other elders call Zuo Wei. Later, Wen Renqing and the others also called Zuo Wei that way.

Zuo Wei is not a person who can let people express their intimacy at will. It's not that they don't want to, but they dare not, they can't, just like Situ Jingxuan and the others, they can't reach the point of calling her Xiaowei, and they can't call her the Lord of the World. Or other titles in terms of identity, so they each have their own unique way of addressing, whether Zuo Wei recognizes it or not, it's good to get used to it anyway.For example, Ling San would call Zuo Wei a dead woman, while Situ Jingxuan would call "she" in front of outsiders, and "you" in front of Zuo Wei, no names were involved, only the simplest terms for each other, as if this could Let the world be left with the two of them.

Ye Luobin and the others will be more casual, because they are often together, and they can be called whatever they want, Zuo Wei, you, you guy, you woman...

And people like Shao Siming and Qian Yubing who are colder often call Zuo Wei by name, but Wuma Yunxi and the others are closer...

But no matter who it is, no one, at least until now, no one has called Zuo Wei, using such an intimate address as "A Wei", and using such a sentimental tone.

It's not that I don't want to, but that I still can't, not enough, and dare not.

It was originally something that no one has shouted, so forget it, people are always like this, if you can’t do something that others haven’t done, you have an excuse for psychological comfort, but if someone does it, this A sense of tension came.

What followed was more or less jealousy!

Nervousness, this is the feeling of Shao Siming, Ye Luobin and Zero Three who appear at the same time with "bad intentions" people, and jealousy, varying in depth.

That look changed.

Shao Siming's eyes became very deep, looking back and forth between Zuo Wei and Fate quietly, Qian Yubing frowned, his breath became a little colder, Lingsan and the others were very nervous, and stared at Fate and Zuo Wei completely.

Dudu and the others were also in a daze, um, who is this person?

The baby stared straight at fate, tilted his head, his eyes were wide open, as if he was thinking about something...

The one with the biggest emotional change was Ye Luobin, because this face perfectly coincided with a face she remembered deeply in her heart. The reason why she remembered that person's face was not because she had a crush on him, but because she That day, that moment, she will always remember the girl in her heart, curled up in the corner like a homeless child for the first time, and shed tears.

She still remembers the warmth of hugging her, and her rare fragility and dependence at that moment.

So after that day, she remembered the man in the photo more deeply than her own face.

Is it Aiwujiwu? !

The old lady is because she has a grudge against her biggest rival in love, even if the other party has already died!

But Ye Luobin never thought that this biggest rival in love who had died would show up again!

What the hell... is it fate? ! ! !

But no matter how shocked he was, Ye Luobin had no background, let alone made a move.

This matter has to be handled by Zuo Wei himself, and no one else can intervene.

Because she doesn't know how much Zuo Wei still misses him in his heart. If there is still attachment, no one can intervene, otherwise it will be thankless, and it would be bad to anger Zuo Wei.

Even if she thought so, in fact, Ye Luobin's pale face still showed her nervousness, and many people around her were also nervous.

Not only was he afraid that fate would have some conspiracy against Zuo Wei, but he was even more afraid... that the other party had no conspiracy.

It's just a...a man who has been involved with Zuo Wei.

Hearing the words of fate, Zuo Wei suddenly realized why she felt this voice was so familiar, and felt that this person gave her such a special feeling, just because the other party was him.

After a long silence, in the dead silence enough to scratch many people to death, Zuo Wei felt that her lips were tightly pursed and a little dry, as if it was difficult to open them, and her eyes were closed, so she turned her face slightly away and looked at fate, Asked in a low voice: "Xiao Cheng?"

The tone was a little puzzled, but also a little unspeakably sad.

It's not that she didn't suspect that this person was not Xiao Cheng, but the other person felt so familiar to her that her soul directly betrayed her and killed her suspicion.

Fate, that is, Xiao Cheng?

Let's call him fate.

He lowered his head a little, and looked down at Zuo Wei's slightly trembling eyelashes, which were long and curled. Whenever she fell into an unsolvable dilemma, she was used to pursing her lips and frowning, quietly as if A piece of sculpture, those eyelashes, is the only movement in stillness.

"By the way..." Fate nodded, looking at Zuo Wei, slowly stretched out his hand, sometimes wanting to stroke Zuo Wei's hair, or face...

At that moment, Zero San quietly held his third sword, and many people concentrated their attacks.