Crossing Night Cold Heart

Chapter 55 Conditions

Night, quiet. Some of them want people to hold their shoulders tightly. Without the enthusiasm of the day, it is like being covered with a layer of dark charm and secludedness by an overwhelming net.

In the empty courtyard, there is a faint elegant fragrance. The night was empty, the shadow of the tree was mottled, and the rubbing between the leaves was clear, which made the man in red under the laurel tree lonely.

The shadow of the tree fell on the fiery red, and the man seemed to be unaware of it.

Standing quietly under the tree, I just looked at the place where the tree was blooming with small golden flowers, and I couldn't peep at it.

The red fiery colorful crimson should have been the most warm and flamboyant color in nature. At this time, ironing on him is extremely inconsistent with his indifferent and noble temperament. But it is under this huge contrast that it makes people feel that no one in the world can highlight this bright red so respectfully.

He was originally cold, but he showed people in red, as warm as ice, strangely fused, just because the cold blood was still flowing unruly and crazy. This is a remanent and arrogant free man, and even heaven and earth can't help him.

Heaven and earth are crazy, and he really did it!

He breathed for a long time, and the faint pollen in the air lingering around the tip of his nose, and his eyes were golden flowers as small as stars. The mirror lake-like water rippled slightly and hit a touch of softness. It seems that the midnight dream will appear in my ear.

A piece of softness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he seemed to see the never blurred smile in front of him.

It was she who told him that the fragrant tree was called laurel, with a faint fragrance and refreshing.

He took a long breath, as if to draw from it the attachment and memory that will never fade and only increase with the years.

Things are things that don't matter. Why does he think that familiarity only increases?

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, sister..."

The man muttered and scattered the dream-like whisper into the air. Except for him, no one heard it...

Since the world's first Zhuang Guang posted a hero post, all kinds of heroes who came for the spirit of falling rain gathered at the villa built on the cliff.

Legend has it that the soul of falling rain is the secret treasure of the mysterious and hidden state of Lu in the past, with the magical ability to come back to life and travel through ancient and modern times. As soon as the news came out, the whole world was shocked. For the magical effect of this treasure, the people who could not report their names were almost sharpened their heads to see the demeanor of the divine objects.

Of course, it has also attracted a lot of attention from Xiaoxiao, but is the first village in the world made by ordinary people? Some people were even thrown directly into the abyss by the dark guard who was hidden in the dark without even touching the door, and the bones were gone.

So the people who can get this invitation are all the most famous people in the mainland of China. However, it seems that only the first village in the world has the ability to invite heroes. The position of the owner on the mainland is self-evident.

It has been more than half a month since the date of posting. Tonight is the day when it is collected in the world's first village - the soul of the rain. All kinds of heroes and nobles have arrived. This exhibition is different from the past. The almost crystal-like transparent spirit of falling rain is placed on a half-human-high stone pillar in the middle of the open space. There is a depression in the center of the stone pillar, which can hold the ball-shaped rain.

And on both sides around the stone pillar, there are rows of people sitting on the seats. They all stared at the divine crystal ball in the center with surprise and suspicion. Is this the treasure that everyone in the world wants?

But then a bigger question arose in my heart. If it is really a treasure that everyone is flocking to, how can it be casually naked in the eyes of everyone? There is no guard, such a close distance, is it that the owner is too confident or...

Thinking about this, some people's eyes can't help but turn to the depth and look quietly.

Silently imprinted the coveted or greedy or unpredictable eyes of the people in the field. The cat yawned silently with Joan on the bushes, leaned against the tree trunk, squinted and took a small nap, leaving only the corners of its mouth smiling.

Bu Sanqian is really brave. He exposes the treasure to everyone. I'm afraid there is a lot of medicine in this gourd. Well, since she is here, she would like to see how he will continue this game.

On that day, she accidentally heard the spirit of falling rain. How could she let go of this opportunity knowing its function? How can the bastard Qi Che make a modern life for her as an author without sending it back?

She doesn't belong here in the first place, so she doesn't want to live here as an ancient person for the rest of her life. The soul of falling rain, whether it is true or not like the legendary power to travel through ancient and modern times, she must also have a try.

It took her a lot of energy to sneak into the villa. She came here specially for the soul of the rain, but she couldn't come back empty-handed. However, according to this grand situation, the competition will not be small tonight.

Just in the thoughts of the woman who was hiding on the tree, there was already a ** under the tree. She brushed a fork of branches and looked away, but saw about fifty men a year slowly walking out surrounded by everyone.

Looking at it up and down, the whole body is not expensive, and the national character face is not angry and powerful. Although he is smiling, the occasional light flashes in his eyes makes people dare not take it lightly. While looking at Qiong, she was building in her heart and secretly alerted herself.

"Friends, as the saying goes, 'It's not pleasant to have friends coming from afar'. Here, Mr. Bu would like to thank you for coming to the humble house." Bu Sanqian smiled slightly, looked at the quiet people, and said, "As we all know, Bu likes to search for the world's rare treasures. Before the month, it was even more or the soul of rain. It's better to be happy alone than everyone's fun, so he sent a hero post to invite the world's heroes to watch together."

"Lord Buzhuang, isn't the treasure you talking about on this stone pillar?" One sentence attracted everyone to turn their eyes to the center, with all kinds of eyes.

"It's the soul of falling rain."

Bu Sanqian answered simply, with a smile on his face. "In fact, this gathering of the world's heroes is not just a glimpse of the gods. There is a sword given to the hero. Bu Bu has not yet mastered the use of the soul of the rain. He thinks that it is better to be predestined."

After this, the quiet crowd suddenly seemed to explode, and excitement, doubt and surprise flashed through everyone's eyes one by one.

I thought it was an opportunity to see the treasure, but how could I expect that there would be a good thing to lose the pie? So they became more and more active.

"The owner is worthy of being the first owner in the world, and he is very proud. I just don't know how to judge that it's a predestined person?"

"Yes, yes."

Everyone nodded and echoed, which was also a fog, but the heat in their eyes was still difficult to hide.

Hearing the words, the eyes of three thousand steps surrounded by the crowd flashed slightly, slightly restrained their eyebrows, and everyone's expression followed.

and Joan also took a light breath and waited.

"As long as someone can let me meet someone."

"Who?"

"The owner of the Blood Valley - the water is cold."

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Back to the cylinder of the wireless broken wings, hehe, I saw your message. You are very smart, just as you think. The missing memory with Joan will be restored for some reason. Don't worry. The plot is coming to an end, because there have been a lot of things to do recently. Please wait patiently. I will finish it as soon as possible.

Recently, I rushed to two places in the suburbs of the city. Now I can faint when I touch the bed. I haven't washed my clothes yet... I cover my face and cry...