In the mirror, the moon and sky rims are frequently pinched in the air. A hand is slowly opened in the air, and a red phoenix eye is gradually reflected in the palm. A blue light is emitted from the eyes of the Red Phoenix, and directly into the misty distance

It seems that xueyilan, who is meditating in the broken temple, suddenly feels something and looks out of the window.

But out of the window, only a few stars were seen in the sky.

He looked at one of the stars for a few times, always feeling that the star seemed a little strange It was as if the eyes of the gods were slowly looking in his direction.

He moved in his heart, lowered his head, and let his long hair cover his face.

His robe has been destroyed by Ning Xuemo. Now he is only wearing a pair of blasphemous pants. His skin color is crystal clear, the proportion is perfect, and he is enchanting in the dark night.

He looked down at Ning Xuemo, who was fainting on the futon. She lay there motionless. She was very clever.

A moment later, the feeling of being spied disappears, and xueyilan slowly looks up to the sky outside the window.

The star, like an eye, had slipped slowly into the distance, apparently giving up his shabby temple.

Someone even uses the eye skill! Is that man the cold mountain moon?

Xueyilan's fingers gave him a dark grip. Just now, because he was anxious to meditate and recover, he didn't have time to put on a new robe. Now it seems that he is crooked!

When he meditates, he is bound up with his mind power, which should not be noticed outside. They may not be found even if they are used.

However, since the man has used the celestial eye skill, he is afraid that he can't hide it here. He has to think of another way

He stretched out his hand, and a small embroidered bag slowly appeared in the palm.

The bag is obviously a heaven and earth bag for holding things. It's not big and there are many things in it.

Ning Xuemo only thinks that his things are hidden in some pocket of his body, but he doesn't know that he has a space to receive things. This space is in his mind. If he doesn't practice, this space won't appear at all.

There's not much space, but it's OK to put in a bag that can contain everything.

The heaven and earth bag is light blue with a picture of plum blossom embroidered on it.

The embroidery work is not exquisite. The plum blossom is a little rough in shape and even has several wrong stitches. Obviously, the person who embroidered this picture is a rookie.

A voice sounded in my ear: "I'm so smart that I can't embroider this well? What a shame! Get rid of it! " It's a girl's voice. It's a little hoarse in the cleanness, but it's also deadly pleasant.

The voice came out suddenly in my mind. Xueyilan's body was slightly stiff. When she tried to capture it, the voice gradually went away and could not be heard again.

He clenched the bag with his fingers and closed his eyes slightly.

He knew that the voice was that of the man, that he had forgotten, but there were sporadic voices occasionally popping out, which made him lose his mind in a moment.

She sealed him, saying that she should hate her, but could not.

It's just that her memory seems to have been cleaned and she can't be remembered.

I can't remember her appearance, what happened between her and myself. I only vaguely feel that this person is the most important in his life. Even if he forgets her, there is her in his subconscious

Recently her voice occasionally pops out of his memory