[Illusion City] Critical Water

Ying Kongshi lay lazily on the bench, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth hooked playfully.He looked at the girl kneeling in front of him, but there was no reflection of her in his eyes.

The girl was beautiful, she couldn't stop trembling in fear, she lowered her head in fear, her neck was slender and fair, her black hair slid down softly, revealing the butterfly bones about to fly.Sensing Ying Kongshi's absent-mindedness, the girl cautiously raised her head and glanced at him quietly. When she saw Ying Kongshi's delicate and charming face, her ears turned red instantly, and she hurriedly lowered her head again.

You must find a way to follow this prince!

The girl made up her mind, finally stopped her waist, and bravely looked at Shang Ying Kong Shi with no warmth.

oh?Ying Kongshi raised his eyebrows, not bad. "What's your name?" he asked lazily.

"He Suizi." The girl blushed again because of her rustic name, which made her already small and cute face even more beautiful. "Please give me a name from the prince." She kowtowed her head halfway, raised her head halfway on the ground, and observed Ying Kongshi's expression——

He frowned with some displeasure: "I don't need the mortal world here, it doesn't make any sense. If you want to follow me, just take off the slavishness in your body." Ying Kongshi walked up to the girl and squatted down, vigorously He squeezed her chin tightly and forced her to look at him: "A month later, I want to see you no longer have fear in your eyes, only confidence, understand?"

He Suizi trembled, she was afraid of the cold look in her eyes, but wanted to be deeply intoxicated.She gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Very good." Ying Kongshi said with satisfaction, and pushed He Suizi's chin away, "From now on you will be called Di Ling'er."

"Di Ling'er..." she repeated, thinking that there would be no other name in the world that sounded better than this one.Taking advantage of Ying Kongshi's back to her, she stared at his back obsessively, her prince looks so fragile, she must protect him well.

Since Ying Kongshi rescued her from those bandits, he knew for too long that she belonged to him.She will never forget the scene at that time - the air suddenly became cold, and she watched her breath condense and bloom gorgeous ice flowers, reflecting colorful brilliance in the sun.Ying Kongshi smiled casually, he was too strong to disdain.But the bandit who was taller and stronger than him in front of him was pierced by countless ice thorns.

Di Ling'er said to Ying Kong Shi: "Prince Shi, please make my hair color the same as yours, so that I can assist you in the God Realm!"

"Do you think that you can live in the God Realm after learning a little three-legged cat kung fu?" Ying Kongshi sneered, "Don't think about it, Di Ling'er. You can't do anything except help me find that girl in the mortal world." other than people."

Di Ling'er trembled at her eyelashes, tears filled her eyes, extremely sad.She didn't understand why Ying Kongshi could smile like a child to his elder brother and was so troublesome to the special envoy of the Ice Tribe named Lianlin, but couldn't treat her with a softer attitude.

"How much does she look like me?" she asked.

A funny expression appeared on Ying Kongshi's face, "No, you are not alike at all." He said, "Only the stupidest people would confuse you."

"Then why..."

"If you look like her in appearance, only you can get closer." Ying Kongshi looked at her, but she didn't know who she was looking at through her appearance. His snow-white long hair fluttered behind him, making his The figure is a little weak but straight as a pine.

He seemed to be asking someone, and seemed to be talking to himself—"How long has it been..."

……

Di Ling'er tried to breathe steadily, but her heart was still pounding.She was dressed in black, outlining her graceful curves, and her hair, which was finally dyed white with an unfading fuel, was softly draped over her shoulders.

She held her breath and concentrated, hiding behind the window sill, for fear of being discovered by the patrolling gods, and then she would fall short.The process of mixing in was too simple, which made her feel unreal.But this feeling was quickly overwhelmed by another emotion in her heart—to see him, let him see the change in himself!

Di Ling'er looked up, along the beams and columns made of ice and snow, to the top of the roof.The light-colored clouds linger on the lonely and speechless sorrow, and a fluttering corner of clothes flies up and down gently.She swallowed, walked around to the other side of the beam, and clasped the sunken patterns with her fingers. The icy chill invaded her internal organs, and she was shaking in mid-air dangerously.She didn't dare to look down, so she could only keep going up, and then up.

Halfway through the climb, she suddenly hesitated.

What if...if Ying Kongshi doesn't want to see her?He said that unless he took the initiative to summon her, she would never come to the God Realm.But to God, decades are very short, but to her, it is a youthful time that cannot be wasted.

The fingers tightened, and at the same time, with a push of the back foot, the other hand quickly stretched upwards, clung to the tiny lines.Di Ling'er exhaled, repeated this action, rested, and repeated—finally, her right hand held a railing on the roof fence of Ka Suo's palace [Black City].

Must be quiet, Ying Kongshi doesn't like to be disturbed, especially when alone with Ka Suo.

In fact, it is not necessary to meet each other, as long as you take a look from a distance, it is enough.

Thinking of this, Di Ling'er couldn't help but feel a lot more relaxed.

She turned over the fence and landed silently with her back against the railing.Involuntarily slowing down breathing, lowering the body and lowering the head.

No, no, she can't bow her head, she has to observe.

With some difficulty, Di Ling'er forced herself to get rid of the awe and fear of Ying Kong Shi in her heart, and get rid of the habit of involuntarily becoming submissive when approaching him.

There was no one on the roof, Di Ling'er froze for a moment, staring at a strand of silver hair hanging from the roof in front of her.

Pure, but mixed with a few red hairs.

In a trance, like blood-colored red lotuses bloom all over the snow field.