Predecessors all over the world

From entering the illusion to the present, the mackerel illusion gave Yin Miaomiao three impressions: classical, clever and mysterious.

In the beginning, drinking tea in the garden was like the overture of "Dream of Red Mansions" "Who is the love seed" by "Dream of Red Mansions". What happened after drinking tea decided which road to go and start the real way to break through the barriers.

The illusion of her loss of memory is the first link of the entire level. The purpose may be to let her realize her life, or to collect props. She passed the level perfectly and received additional rewards.

Then, it is the confusion of the second ring. This is an arena, the winner is freed, the loser continues, the difficulty is linked to the number of times, and continues to accumulate.

Finally, there is the third ring, rewards are given, she got a very beautiful dream.

It can be seen from this that the style of illusion is not about fighting and killing, but has a deeper connotation. In this level, the lottery everyone draws have specific task objects. If you draw a relationship diagram of the character, I am afraid the correlation line will become a mess.

Large hair ball.

What is the meaning of a one-pot fight? This is completely different from the previous style.

Yin Miaomiao vaguely felt that she could guess the wrong direction. She rubbed her temples, tried to eliminate the interference of other game modes and reorganized her thoughts.

It is known that everyone will draw a kind of flower, and different flowers represent different meanings. The same thing is that someone's blood must be taken away.

Lilac is the first love, rose is the passionate love, bellflower is jealousy, heather is betrayal, mandala is death and revenge... To be honest, the last few are quite negative.

However, no matter which one is a kind of blood, why do you say that they are the flower of evil? Is it nobler to take the blood of first love than to take the jealous person? The logic is not clear.

Perhaps, the flower of evil is not a certain flower at all.

Yin Miaomiao thought about this and suddenly sat up. That's right, the evil flower, the evil flower, she looked at the meaning of the text and subconsciously thought it must be a certain kind of flower.

But the flowers bloom all the time. Doesn’t it mean that they all depend on people’s mouth? Each of them has a flower in their hands. This may not be a debuff, but... an identity tag.

Throughout history, people have said that plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum are the four gentlemen, pine, bamboo and plum are the three friends in the cold year, apricots are the boudoir door, peaches are like leaning on the door, plums are like poor girls, are they all talking about flowers themselves? Not so.

Just use things to describe people.

Therefore, flowers are not flowers, they are "flowers".

And whether flowers are good or evil, it is not about varieties or people.

I would like to ask you who is the flower of evil, and then translate it is who is the bad guy.

How to tell whether good or bad? After the flowers bloom, I will kill hundreds of flowers. Whoever kills others for themselves will think they have won, but in fact they lose a mess.

Yin Miaomiao figured out the whole story, but only had "..." in his heart. What is a blind eye? What is cleverness and intelligence that is mistaken by intelligence? This is probably what it means.

But there is still something wrong.

She thought hard and always felt that something had been missed, but it was so strange that the more she wanted to recall something, the more she gained nothing, and in the end she was all blank.

So, to be cautious, after dawn, she swayed around for several hours with a subtle idea of ​​what if she interpreted it wrongly, trying to see if she would meet a real object of revenge.

Unfortunately, I didn't meet Xiao Lihua. All I met were acquaintances, one of Dan Xiu Gong Jin and the other of Guiyuan Sect, Li Xintong, were all his teammates who had no grudges and no grudges with her. She could never attack them, so she gave up with peace of mind.

I have the last chance and wait for the time limit to arrive.

The process is thousands of times more painful than imagined.

With the remaining three hours, the influence of Mandala gradually expanded. First, the arms were unable to move, then the whole body was paralyzed, the mouth and tongue were stiff, unable to move, or talk, like falling into an ice prison or entering a oil pan, the pain was almost forced.

People go crazy.

For a while, Yin Miaomiao felt a little regretful. If he guessed wrongly, he would die too unfairly.

Fortunately, her luck has never been bad at the critical moment of life and death, and this time is no exception. After falling into a coma in severe pain, she woke up again and found that she was still next to the lily bushes, but the white and fragrant flowers only reached the waist.

Simple and gentle, everything is as usual.

She bet right.

"What a pity." Someone said.

Yin Miaomiao raised his head and saw a pavilion not far away. There was a beauty sitting in the pavilion. She was as quiet as the flowers shining on the water. Her every move was full of charm. It was Xiao Qin.

"What a pity?" she asked.

"You have passed the test, but you have lost the opportunity to realize the truth." Xiao Qin said slowly, "The puzzle of the flower glass disturbs your heart of Tao, and it's only a little bit short of it."

Yin Miaomiao looked at her and remembered her seemingly invisible light in the illusion. She had to admit that she might be right.

"When people are obsessed with the end, they are easily confused by it and ignore other crucial things." Xiao Qin Shi Shi walked down the jade steps with bright eyes and white teeth, like a fairy in a flower, "The reason why the fairy path is like a fairy

It is a fairy path, not because you have reached a certain place, but because you have walked under your feet.”

Yin Miaomiao fell into silence, and after a long time, she sighed: "I've been taught."

Xiao Qin was very satisfied with her attitude and said with a smile: "However, although you haven't realized it, you have already gained the real taste. It's not a coincidence to let you pass the test."

The lost opportunity has been lost, and no matter how many sighs are, it will be useless. Yin Miaomiao has always claimed to be in bad luck, but after a moment of regret, he let go: "Thank you."

"You have already come out of the Liyuan. Now, let's go to this real Qianhongyuan."

In an instant, the whole garden seemed to wake up from its sleep. The falling branches stood proudly in the morning breeze, and the half-collapsed buds bloomed, solidifying into the most beautiful posture.

She stood up and fell for this. After a while, she asked, "Do you think the Liyuan is inside?"

"No," Xiao Qin said, "Qianhong is the Yin-Yang Double Garden."

Yin Miaomiao thought for a long time and had a rough guess: "Space folding?"

She initially confirmed that the garden she was staying in before was real, otherwise she would not be able to take out the things in the storage bag and would not be able to use spells skillfully. However, it was a bit strange that the mandala was on the surface of her body, but she could

It gave her a strong pain, and later the earth fire could burn other flowers, but it could not burn the mandala.

This is so unreasonable that she has been worried until now.

If the space is folded, it will be easier to understand - she is in the first level of space and cannot feel abnormal, but the mandala is in the second level. When the two are folded, she cannot break through the barriers of space and cannot change the rules.

"You are very smart." Xiao Qin smiled slightly, with admiration in her eyes and some kind of worry that she couldn't understand. "But sometimes, it may not be a good thing to follow the truth. Smart and sober people usually have

The most painful thing."

Yin Miaomiao said in surprise: "Please give me advice from Miss Xiaoqin."

"It's nothing, I'll just say something for a moment." Xiao Qin refused to say more, raised his slender jade hand and pointed to the colorful garden. "In the Thousand Red Garden, thousands of flowers bloom, you can get one of them."

Yin Miaomiao asked: "Look at the fate?"

"nature."

The soft wind blew, Xiao Qin's dress fluttered, and the figure slowly dissipated.

Yin Miaomiao walked into the garden and was in trouble for a moment. The garden was full of strange flowers, the roses were warm and hot, the crabapple was delicate and lazy and charming, the water lilies were fresh and elegant, and the magnolia was noble and outspoken... She had seen many flowers, but

I have never seen such a soul-loving garden, as if there is a beauty hidden in every flower, which is good for anger and joy, and is full of vitality and fragrance.

How to choose this?

She traveled through the flowers, thinking about what kind of passionate love and first love had already experienced it. "Love" is not unfamiliar with her, but she hated her for a long time - she hadn't thought about revenge for a long time. She beat Mandala,

It is also a kind of fate. If that is the case, you might as well continue this fate.

"It's you." She stroked the half-closed black mandala and gently twisted the branches off.

The petals suddenly bloomed, and a soft black light enveloped her.

"Where there are people, there are grudges, and where there are grudges, there are rivers and lakes."

In the world, there are many things that kill people because of hatred. Therefore, when the Yin family was destroyed by their enemies overnight, no one was too surprised.

The people were curious about who killed them?

"It must be the Demon Sect." In the tavern, Jianghu people who were drinking inferior wine said, "The Yin family has killed so many Demon Sect disciples, and they must have been hated by the Demon Sect. Moreover, the whole family was robbed overnight, which was like their work.

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Everyone thought it made sense and sighed: "It's pitiful. The Yin family had just completed a full moon a month ago, and the red lanterns at home have not been removed yet."

"Even a full moon child is unwilling to let go, the Demon Sect is really inhumane." The Demon Sect is innumerable in the world. If you don't mention it, you will be excited as you talk and start counting their sins, "Twenty years,

The Zhang family’s bloody incident is still vivid in my mind…”

Similar scenes are staged at the same time in various places in the world.

While scolding the bloody and cruelty of the Demon Sect, everyone regretted that the Yin family had no descendants. However, at this time, there was an infant girl still in her nest in the Demon Sect.

Three years later, the Magic Sect.

"Okay." The woman holding the silver needle in her hand breathed a sigh of relief and gently closed the girl on the couch, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." The girl was so cute that Yuxue was tattooed with a charming mando flower on her back, because she had just thorned on her, and there was still transparent mucus seeping. But she said, "I can bear it."

"Good boy." The woman touched her head lovingly, "Mando, from tomorrow, you will be the holy aunt in the church. From now on..."

She seemed to want to say something, but looking at the girl's tender face, she swallowed the words to her mouth, and just said, "You have to practice hard."

The girl named Mando has a calmness that children of the same age do not possess. She nodded and said, "Don't worry, aunt."

"Very good." The woman smiled slightly, with deep eyes, "When you practice magic skills, you can avenge your parents."

Mando was young at the end of the day, and he couldn't help asking: "Who is my enemy?"

"It's a hypocrite who everyone says he's good but does all evil things behind his back."

"What's his name?"

"Baiyunhan."

Fifteen years later, the tea stall next to the official road.

As an old world who has been running a tea stall for 20 years, the boss judged that the matter was not simple the moment the visitor got off the horse. He immediately winked his son and asked him to put away the valuable pots and pans and change them to coarse bowls of wheat tea.

, collect the newly built benches, just use the old ones to make do with them.

Hong Kong is a generous person in the world, but he always fights and kills. When he encounters an unreasonable person, he will not be able to pay the whole day of his income.

"Customer, are you having tea?" He cheered up and greeted the guests with a smile.

"A pot of tea, two steamed buns." The person who came was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a cotton dress that was common to ordinary people. The color was gray and shabby. However, he did not see any embarrassment on his face, but he was calm.

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"I don't want to eat steamed buns here." The female companion who was walking with her couldn't bear it, looking at the dirty broken stall. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth, wearing silk and gold.

Chai is like a rich lady.

The young man pretended not to hear, then withdrew his wrist and pulled her to the table: "Who said it was for you to eat?"

The boss glanced at him and found that the woman had a rope tied to her wrists, but the other end was tied to the man's hands. He couldn't help but wonder about the identities of the two.

"You're not going to give me a meal?" the woman said in shock, "Do you know who I am?"

"Of course I know that you are the eldest lady of the Bai family and the daughter of the leader of the martial arts world." He said lightly, "It's just a coincidence that the person who ordered me to take you back was your father." 166 Reading Network