Sanctuary Huazhang II The Nightmare

Chapter 18

Chapter18

I blink, white flowers in the black night sky; close my eyes, open and blink, white flowers in the black night sky; close and blink... oh my god!

Without dreaming, I really came to a beautiful and inaccessible illusion, and judging by the color of the sky, this place obviously does not belong to the sanctuary.I don't know the flowers on the ground, but somehow I thought of Rose Island when I was a child, and it might be the same beauty in the future.

Sigh... Touching the scene, I wanted to stand up and sigh, but I cried because my hands and feet were broken and I couldn't move. I had to face up to the sky and stare blankly at the night, praying in my heart that someone would come and save me soon.

For the first time in my life, a prayer was granted.Five minutes later, I heard the sound of very friendly footsteps.

"I'm here, I'm disabled! Help me, save me!" I shouted hoarsely.There was no response there, but the footsteps were coming towards me anyway.

I felt relieved and looked up from the ground with the most innocent and wronged expression on my face.

He approached slowly, I propped myself up and half lay down, the moment he came into my sight, I couldn't laugh at all.

It was a grown man, but I was speechless for a moment.

No words can describe his beauty.His eyebrows and eyebrows are so high that even the most skilled artist can't reach the height of thousands of years.

Such beautiful eyebrows are soft and natural, exuding a noble temperament.His nose bridge is straight and delicate, not feminine.The lips are thin and draw a cold arc.There is nothing in the eyes, but just a glance of those bright purple eyes can seduce all living beings and capture their minds.

His long hair was smoother than a waterfall and darker than Midnight, and the strands of hair brushed behind his ears and hung on his shoulders, flying in an astonishingly gorgeous way.

Elegant and holy, cold and noble.

Each of these facial features is an abrupt existence on other people's faces, but the combination on his face is inaccessible.

A person can be so beautiful, I opened my eyes wide in surprise.

This beautiful person who is both real and illusory walks just right, his steps are calm and calm, and his gestures are full of elegance.It is in stark contrast to me who is now lying on the ground like a turtle.

His whole body is in black tone, but standing in the clumps of pure white flowers at this moment, he looks so harmonious, and even highlights the indescribable holiness and elegance.

Just now I was screaming for help, but now I am so amazed by his beauty that I can't even speak.

He lowered his head and looked down at me, frowning slightly, with a complicated expression on his face, "Are you okay?" The voice of nature defeated my reason again, and even speaking seemed like singing!

As long as you look at him, you will feel bewitched.My thinking became more and more dull, and I nodded stupidly first, then shook my head, and then nodded again...

The eyebrows on his forehead frowned a little deeper: "Didn't you know how to talk just now, why are you dumb now?"

In fact, I'm not dumb anymore, it's just because you are so dazzling that I am so stunned by you.Thinking of this, my mouth moved uncontrollably, but my mind blurted out: "It hurts a lot, but now that you're here, I feel better."

After I finished speaking, my face was red again.My God, my brain is really broken, what is the difference between this sentence and a disguised confession...

He automatically ignored the semantic connotation, glanced at me lightly, and asked me in doubt: "Who are you?"

What he said was so distant that it made me uncomfortable.I glanced at him before slowly saying, "My name is Yi'er. I don't have any special identity."

"How did you get here?"

It’s okay not to mention this, but when I mentioned it, I was full of grievances, so I began to pour bitter water: “You ask me, I’m still puzzled! I’ve provoked someone, and I bought a teleportation magic book, which is quite a travel guide. But I don’t know what went wrong, it sent me to such an unknown place, and let me fall freely, leaving me semi-disabled..."

"Wait, you mean to say that you were transported here by a magic book?" He was vague, but there were words like "Who are you lying to?" written on his face.

"Yeah! It's true! I just came to Orson, and I went shopping today. I accidentally saw this book is very beautiful, so I bought it."

I was telling the truth, but I was afraid that he would not believe me, so I hurriedly took out this damn magic book from my pocket, "Here, look, this is it!"

"You got in with this book?" He took the book and read it carefully, "Can you lend me this book first?"

His reaction strikes me as odd.I just broke in here by accident, what is he doing after all this?

But before this question stayed in my mind long enough, he quickly moved it away.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious. Ordinary magic books can only do short-distance teleportation, but this one seems to be able to achieve long-distance teleportation. I'm doing magic research recently, so I'm naturally more interested."

Uh-huh!I nodded violently, a little timidly.As for why I am so cautious, I don't know myself.

"Uh... this book can only use magic once, it's a one-time cheap item, and the destination is random. Also, don't trust this crappy magic, it's scary, it can hurt you to death when it hits the ground !” I pointed to my own leg as an example.

His eyes drifted away for a while, and finally settled on my leg, a little surprised: "Your leg hurt?"

I was almost overwhelmed, don't you think I'm recuperating on the ground? !I rolled my eyes and nodded miserably.

He looked even more strange: "Why don't you use healing magic?"

I rolled my eyes: "...I won't."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly as if he was watching the excitement: "You should have reached the age of learning magic. Orson has stipulated that all people who have reached the age of [-] must enroll in magic courses. There shouldn't be anyone who doesn't know magic."

I moved my body resentfully, grinned my teeth in pain, and hummed: "...forget it, I can't explain it clearly. Just let me lie down and fend for myself."

Before he finished speaking, his beautiful face approached.A ball of light spread from his fingertips to the entire palm, warm like the rising sun.He stretched out his palm and put it on my broken bone.

When I first came into contact with it, I was nervous and stiff, and forced a smile: "Do you really know it? Don't be able to connect the bones even if they are broken. You don't have a hobby of collecting human joints, do you?"

He glanced at me expressionlessly, and increased his strength with his hands. I hissed in pain and immediately silenced.

But soon, the warm sunlight rushed along the skin into the fingertips, and then flowed to every cell in the body.Relax your body and mind, and the pain will subside.After waiting for about a minute, I tried to move my legs, but they were still intact.

Unexpectedly, his magic is quite strong, and he can be cured in an instant.But I changed my mind, you are so good at magic, why didn't you cure me earlier, so that I still endured the pain to answer your long question!

I jumped up with a smile, and patted the dirt on my body, "Thank you, your healing magic is so powerful, I admire you. You are so good-looking, and your magic is even more powerful! I am very accurate, and you will definitely have great achievements in the future." of."

As if he heard some funny joke, he couldn't help laughing for a moment.He smiled, and the corners of his long and narrow eyes were bent upwards to exude a holy charm; the line of his ruddy lips was tightened and slightly curled, exuding a fatal beauty.

It was the first time I saw him smile, it was earth-shattering and heart-shattering.

I was completely dumbfounded, staring at him like a stone, wishing my eyes could stick to him.

He turned his face sideways, his eyelashes were like thick small fans, and when his eyelids blinked, they looked like flying black butterfly wings, resting on the eyelids and spreading their wings.

He was actually just strands of jet-black hair hanging down to his shoulders, the straight ends fluttering in the wind, and the ends almost brushed my face.He seemed to be thinking about something very complicated, his expression was erratic, and he was slightly absent-minded.

Relieved, I continued to ask silly and ridiculous questions: "Are you from the Holy Wing clan?"

I heard that the Holy Wings are all born magicians, their innate talent for magic is unmatched by any race, and many advanced magics are even patented by the Saint Wings.

Seeing his disdain to answer makes me feel uncomfortable

.Although it is an obvious thing, you should give some feedback anyway, how can we talk if you don't speak?

I still maintain my thick-skinned nature: "Your light wings must be very beautiful, let me see them!"

He still ignores me.

I said enthusiastically, "Well, what's your name, do you know where this is?"

Still no response.

This scene reminds me of my brother who was so passionate when I was a child. He fantasizes that he likes me very much, but the other party is always cold and silent, standing in a place where I can't reach and looking down. I am like a clown, looking at me and my dreams who are working hard to grow up with a mocking smile.

I was a little embarrassed, then smiled again and said: "Anyway, thank you just now, did I bother you, I'm sorry, I'm leaving now."

I lifted my feet and walked away, looking at Nuoda’s sea of ​​flowers, I couldn’t find my way. I was childish and went forward without turning my head. After a long time, my legs were tired, and I turned around a few times but returned to the original place .The man actually looked at me with a half-smile, his eyelashes curled up and his face relaxed.

"You... just don't help me, what do you think I'm doing!" I was anxious, angry and annoyed, "Are you seeing my jokes and thinking I'm a clown, right?"

He didn't speak, I stomped my foot and ran away.This place is like a sea of ​​poppies in the whole world. The sky is so dark that it is not like any other place in the sanctuary. The pure white flowers are a bit coquettish, and the night is a bit scary.

I quickened my pace to look for the exit, and after a long time, I saw that beautiful man again.

He said calmly, "You can't get out alone."

So what should I do, do I want to spend my whole life in isolation here? !Seeing his face full of irrelevance, exhaustion and anger, I almost unreasonably shed a string of tears.

He noticed something was wrong with me, and looked carefully at me from head to toe, who was about to cry, before he said, "You want to go out?"

I choked up and nodded.

He said again: "Aren't you scared now and want to go home?"

Don't treat me like a child!I immediately shook my head and remained silent.

"Then why are you crying..." He froze on the spot speechless, unable to laugh or cry, with an extremely weird expression.

It's really a state of being unreasonable to make trouble to me, "I didn't cry! Who told me I was unlucky, buying a book can be sent to this place where there are no people, and when I meet someone, I'm so cold to death!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take you out later, don't cry. The scenery here is pretty good, please calm down and let's talk." His tone was suddenly softer than ever before. Hearing him coaxing me like this made me feel ashamed. All grievances can be forgotten.

I also thought it was funny how self-willed and annoyed I was, so I glanced at him and said nothing.

"Where do you work?" After I calmed down, I felt very ashamed, and sat with him on the long rocking chair made of branches, feeling very comfortable.

Probably there are people around who are always very down-to-earth. It looks so beautiful here, hundreds of times more beautiful than all the pictures on the screen.

I dangled my dangling legs, and sitting next to him made my heart beat a little faster: "The bar."

He clearly wanted to piss me off: "You work in a bar? Are you a publicist?"

I am extremely sensitive to this now, almost to the point of jumping up when I hear it.

"I'm working as a waiter, okay, waiter! Are bars equal to nightclubs in your mind? Does it mean that I can only see MBs that can only be used by people?"

My pride was humiliated, and I was furious.The problem is that the person who said this is prettier than anyone else, yet he is so beautiful and not feminine at all, it is really angry and jealous!

"Don't be angry. It's a good thing to be cute. It can most arouse people's love and protection. There are many people who like you."

His plain narration, the same wording came out of his mouth, not only did I not feel disgusted, on the contrary, it was sweet.

I controlled it for a long time, but I still didn't live up to my expectations and asked, "Then do you like me?" This kind of embarrassing and thoroughly embarrassing question.

Seeing my face turning red and white, he didn't think about who caused it, and actually smiled brighter, "Yi'er, you are really cute."

His smile was completely blooming on his face, and his bright purple eyes were shining brightly, more radiant and gorgeous than the galaxy in the sky.A piece of quiet pure white is reflected in the deep pupils, elegant and seductive.At this time, if he takes a look at it, he will live forever.

...Forget it, seeing such a bright smile is worth it.

Later he asked me where my family lived and said he would take me home.I was so excited that I even told him about the landmarks around me.

I said to him again: "You are the best person to me since I came to Orson, let's make friends!"

He raised his lips and smiled lightly, captivating all sentient beings. After a long time, he said slowly, "Okay, anyway, I don't have many friends."

Before I had time to taste what his words meant, I fell asleep and fell unconscious.

I really like him.I don't even know his name, but I already have a good impression of him.

The so-called love at first sight, there is nothing more absurd but irresistible than this.

All the chance encounters make up an inevitability, and all the inevitability connect into a generation's fate.

The dramatic beginning, sweet and intoxicating lies, and sincere and simple long-cherished wishes can only be used as cruel sacrifices in the end.

We have all tried desperately to be the masters of our destiny, thinking that we have grasped the happiness that will not disappear. In fact, we are just living in the script directed by others, as irresistible drama actors.

The dim or bright corridors of life are filled with sequential pictures one after another. They are white and enchanting poppies, growing and withering, swaying and blooming, and tumulus flowers falling. They are all over the sky, but they are all Blossoming lonely bloom.

The strong emotional impact and memory are coming out, and the heavy accumulation is in the heart, the fullness of thoughts expands to fill the void, and the traction of the soul wraps around the atrium.

It only needs a light touch, and without any suspense, what comes out is longing and sadness.

Writer's words:

Let's start romance, silly Yier...