Fantasy: Heavenly Dao Revolves Around Me

When I opened the door, I found that the scene in front of me seemed to be shrouded in darkness.

Nothing at all.

Feels a bit dark, cold interior.

Obviously the interior decoration and furnishings are exquisite, but for some reason there is no sense of warmth.

This is the scene that Fang Xinwu has gradually become accustomed to.

She bent down at the entrance to take off her shoes, and then she couldn't help but reached out and rubbed her jade feet covered in black silk. A faint heat wafted from her feet, and there was also a slight sore pain.

$BE...

She felt subconsciously.

But no one else in the cold room would think so, so Fang Xinwu stepped on her tender white feet and walked into the room after putting away her shoes and taking off the pair of silk stockings.

She is going to take a bath.

The sound of her very light footsteps could be heard on the wooden floor, and after a while, there was a loud sound in the bathroom.

The hot water fell on the ground to disperse the mist.

The bright lights in the bathroom set off the beautiful and fair figure of the girl.

In the hazy curling hot smoke 03, the existence of the girl is really beautiful to the extreme.

Her soft and bright black hair hangs down her back, her face can be easily broken, she slightly raises her snow-white neck, and her body that has been flowed by water exudes a warm and white luster like ivory.

A beauty of overwhelming strength.

Overly perfect beauty.

But unfortunately, there was no expression on her face, and even her eyes were dead.

A face like a puppet.

As if leaving your heart in a corner, the beauty of lifeless silence.

patter patter.

The sound of the shower water is still there.

In this silent room, the sound of water in the bathroom always seemed a bit abrupt and noisy.

Fang Xinwu didn't know how long she had been standing here, maybe fifteen minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour? In short, she didn't turn off the shower until she felt that she was clean enough to dry off the water. Zhu, Shi ran out of the bathroom.

Stepping on her tender white feet, she stood in front of a door in the house, but she just stopped and didn't step in.

She wanted to wait for the moisture on her body to dissipate after taking a bath.

With such a careful and cautious attitude, it seems that the room behind the door is her Sacred Land.

long time,

After confirming that it was suitable, Fang Xinwu turned the doorknob of the room.

It was a not too big room that was furnished with childlike charm.

The building block toys on the ground, the half-finished jigsaw puzzles, the game consoles that have been eliminated a few years ago, and several Jataka stories that describe the brave and the devil.

Seeing this, Fang Xinwu couldn't help showing a gentle smile.

She walked into the room slowly, carefully walked around the things on the ground, then lay down on the bed, and picked up the blanket.

"Little Brother..."

Smelling the smell of the blanket, she made a raving sound.

But in fact, all she smelled was own breath...

Because the time is too long, although the appearance of this room has not changed, it has already lost its original atmosphere, and there is no longer the smell from the beginning.

Fang Xinwu's hands gripped the blanket tightly.

Because of too much force, her knuckles were a little white.

She once struggled to keep the breath in this room, but it was obviously futile, no matter what she did, it was useless, so after that, she could only reduce the frequency of coming to this room, only when it needed to be cleaned I just came in... In this way, the room can be completely soaked by her breath more slowly.

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Fang Xinwu stared blankly at the front.

There, there was a framed photo of her with an unbelievably cute child.

Looking at the photo, Fang Xinwu smiled in a trance.

At this time, she didn't notice the passage of time at all, until the dusk outside the window gradually dimmed, and the darkness completely enveloped the room, she slowly came back to her senses.

Need to light up...

I really hope I can hold you again, smile and listen to you say that you want to watch fireworks.

Ding.

[You have joined the chat group. 】

Silently, a reminder sound came from my mind.

Hallucinations?

A little light flashed in the girl's dead eyes, and she paid attention to the movements in her consciousness.

Seventeen-year-old girl: "Welcome newcomers~"

Taimanin Asagi: "Welcome newcomers."

Ainz Ooal Gong: "The newcomer's name sounds like a girl."

Uchiha Madara: "Will it be a strong man?"

King Solomon: "Hey, why don't you calm down a bit, he just joined."

Qin Jiu: "Fang's words... is it from the Celestial Dynasty, or has the same surname as the group leader."

Hestia: "Really, what a coincidence! Heh heh, I have a premonition that the newcomers will soon be on the road of indulging in the photos of the small group owner like us. One 297 for you.

Hestia: "Welcome newcomer.jpg"

What the hell is this?

Seeing the excited swiping of the screen in this chat group, Fang Xinwu was a little overwhelmed at first, but soon, Hestia sent out an emoticon package.

It was an emoji made with Fang Mingjing's photo.

After seeing the photo in the photo that she was extremely familiar with, Fang Xinwu's pale face began to radiate blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She was about to ask, and then, such news came from her consciousness.

[Crossing the passage is about to start]

A faint blue passage quietly appeared in front of her.

Fang Xinwu's heart tightened, and immediately after a young, peerless and lovely figure appeared, she was thrown into her arms before she had time to react.

"..."

Her heart was beating wildly.

Feeling the temperature in her arms, her heart kept beating wildly.

Then

,

Looking at the little face that raised her head in her arms, she opened her mouth, but stopped when she wanted to say something, in the end she just showed the most gentle smile, and said softly:

"Welcome home."

The car at half past eight tomorrow morning.