LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

She walked on the ground covered with a thick layer of leaves.

As far as the eye can see, the red forest looks like fire.

This is her favorite color.

Zhong Qingruo lowered his head and saw the fiery red skirt on his body.

She stretched out a hand, her palm was white and delicate, like a flawless cold jade, and not even a trace of palm print could be seen.

Zhong Qing somehow remembered what she had heard before.

People's palm prints are all very particular. If you meet a truly expert person, you can infer a person's life, birth, old age, illness, death, glory, wealth, and even marriage, etc. just from his palm prints.

And people without palm prints...

For people without palm prints, it means that their fate is unpredictable, and the six paths of reincarnation have nothing to do with them. Even life and death are outside the realm.

Keep going.

I don’t know how long I walked, but when I walked out of the fiery red forest, I saw a huge open space.

Opposite are the endless waterfalls and the green mountains shrouded in the sea of ​​clouds.

This is actually on the top of a mountain.

There was a purple gold light shining in the distance, and even the sea of ​​clouds was rendered into a different color.

With loving eyesight, one can naturally see that there is a majestic and splendid palace there.

The palace is located among mountains, surrounded by amiable white clouds, and seems to stand out of thin air.

Zhongqing stood there for a while, sighing inwardly that this magnificent and majestic scene could only be seen in dreams, when she heard footsteps behind her.

very familiar.

She laughed and looked back.

He ran into a pair of golden eyes.

This time, she could see the man's appearance completely.

Beautiful, brilliant, like a god.

It was different from anyone she had ever seen, but Zhong Qing vaguely felt that no one she had ever seen before had more or less of his shadow on him.

"..." She opened her mouth, ready to call him, but suddenly got stuck.

what is his name?

who is he?

The man stood in front of her without saying a word, just looking at her with a quiet smile.

"...A Yuan." She heard herself shout.

Then the man laughed and surrounded her with a warm embrace,

"Huo'er." She heard him whisper in her ear.

Zhongqing laughed.

Ao Jiyuan.

She remembered his name.

She came out of his arms and looked at him carefully.

Zhongqing thought, how could I forget him?

How did he get here after so many years?

The man obviously didn't know what she was thinking.

There was a flash of light in his palm, and a small delicate jade bottle appeared in his palm.

"Huo'er, this is the flower dew on Penglai Island in the East China Sea this morning. It's the freshest. Try it and see if you like it?" There was a smile in his eyes, and he looked at her lovingly and indulgently.

Yes, for such a long time, he has always been so indulgent and doting on her.

Zhongqing knows that this is not the real Aojiyuan.

This is just the Aoji Yuan hidden in her memory.

Even everything in front of me is just something that happened in the past.

She laughed again.

She didn't reach out to pick up the floral dew, but stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the corner of his lips.

"I miss you so much, Ayuan."

Then he took a step back under the slightly surprised gaze of the other party.

"So, I'm going to find you now."

She watched with a smile as the man in front of her turned into a golden mist and disappeared, and then, the Phoenix Forest, the cliff, the palace...

Everything turned into pieces and disappeared.

At the same time, Zhongqing on the bed opened her eyes.

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Seeing this, emmm, you can probably guess the identities of the male and female protagonists.

By the way, writing this is the end of the whole article, and it is one step closer to the completion.

Good night