A flash of electric light reflected the unusually blazing fireworks bridge, and it also reflected the mysterious figure descending slowly, adding a bit of weirdness.
Bao Daren was stunned, watching the strange appearance of the mysterious person in front of him, but he was stunned for a while.
It was because he had already made various guesses about the appearance of this mysterious person, but he had never thought that this mysterious master with such strange and inexplicable ability was actually a woman!
Although this mysterious person is still covered with white gauze, and the fireworks are bright from the bottom up, making it difficult to see his face clearly, but the pure white gauze cover, floating without wind, straight like a fairy Lingbo, a pair of fibers My feet, I can't wear shoes and socks, showing my slender feet, just as emptiness stepping on the bridge of fireworks that was forcibly condensed by some means.
According to the rain and thunder and lightning outdoors, the mysterious woman now preemptively claims to be the god of the Yin Division. She is very affectionate. She should have been full of gloomy and terrifying atmosphere. However, this mysterious woman stands in the air, her clothes fluttering, she does not know what to do, but she is giving People have a sense of light and sanctity, just like a Bodhisattva who looks like the voice of the world and seeks to save suffering appears in the mortal world, but her smooth and slender feet are empty, and the slender fingers are slightly reddish, and the ankles are smooth and tender. , It seems to be summoning some deep-seated impulses to attract the opposite sex, which cannot be suppressed. These two feelings that should be completely opposite and incompatible, but they are very naturally combined in the mysterious woman's body. The situation is weird.
It’s that Bao Daren had already made all kinds of incredible guesses about the mysterious person’s face, but he never thought that this mysterious person was such a strange woman, so even his experience and experience were originally strange. Wan Duan, however, couldn't help but still be frightened by him for a while, stunned.
But after all, he was a man of two lives, well-informed, and calmed down without turning his heels. With a smile on his face, he raised his head, but he just ran into the mysterious woman opening her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to speak.
An indescribable voice filled the world at that moment.
Bao Daren looked at the woman’s two red lips, opened and closed with an unusual rhythm that was several times slower than usual. He could not hear any sound in his ears, but from the heart, from the inside, he always felt Thousands of voices are constantly pouring out, and they are constantly telling something, but they are inaudible, and the way is unknown, as if thousands of evil spirits surround the surroundings, trying their best to use the language they don’t understand. What I expressed, the feeling, it was so uncomfortable, I almost screamed frantically.
With Bao Daren's experience, he still couldn't help but cover his ears with his hands, confused, almost screaming, his eyes lifted up naturally, just touching the bright eyes of the mysterious woman.
Suddenly, the eyes of the mysterious woman who were originally clear and lucid and clear suddenly glowed with a strange luster, and they seemed to become endless. Bao Daren's eyes touched one of them, but he couldn't help but feel the whole body. Shocked, there was a twisted and struggling color on his face, as if trying to turn his head away, but it slowly calmed down in a blink of an eye. No matter how difficult it is to turn his face away from the mysterious woman's eyes, there is a look in her eyes. Gradually showed a dazed look.
The mysterious woman seemed to sigh slightly, the ever-bright oil lamps on both sides suddenly returned to their original light, and the bridge of fireworks disappeared without a trace. Her white shirt fluttered and fell gently on the ground, but her eyes were still locked tightly. Bao Daren's body.
Bao Daren's eyes moved a little mechanically with the change of the mysterious woman's position, and no longer looked like agile and lively before, but showed a strange sluggish state.
The woman's eyes were also locked tight, and she never let go. As she stepped onto the ground, the strange sound disappeared without a trace. For a while, there was only the sound of wind and rain outside the hall, and the beating of oil and light flames. The sound of "Bu" and "Bu" was so quiet that the heartbeat of two people could be heard.
It took a long time for the woman to speak slowly, with an unusually soft and pleasant voice, but softly speaking, "Bao Daren."
She paused for a while, then said to herself: "I'm Bao Daren."
The muscles on Bao Daren's face were beating slightly, as if he was trying his best to resist something, but his eyes became more and more stagnant. After a long time, he followed the woman with an almost lifeless voice and said sternly: "I am Bao. Darren."
Vaguely, the corner of the woman's mouth seemed to have a faint smile, she spoke softly, but her tone was still as soft as before, with weirdness, she slowly said: "After a day of tossing, I am very tired, very tired. ."
Bao Daren didn't stop this time, and he followed the woman's words and said: "After tossing for a day, I am very tired now, very tired."
He was talking, but his face was obviously tired, his eyes were blurred, and he seemed to be about to close.
The woman said softly again: "I want to close my eyes, get a good night's sleep, get a good night's sleep."
Bao Daren slowly closed his eyes, and still used that no business, followed by a voice that made people horrible: "I want to close my eyes, get a good night's sleep, and get a good night's sleep."
Speaking of the last word "jue", his eyes were closed tightly. Although he was still standing there, he appeared to be asleep, and even slightly snored.
The woman stood quietly for a while, and only after Bao Daren's snoring sounded gradually, she said softly: "I started to have a beautiful dream. The wind is warm and the flowers are fragrant..."
A sweet smile appeared on Bao Daren's face, as if he was truly in the scene depicted by the mysterious woman.
The woman gradually said, "At that time, I was not Bao Daren."
Bao Daren frowned slightly, and after all he stretched it out, muttering like a dream: "No, I'm not Bao Daren."
The mysterious white-clothed woman's eyes shimmered, but her tone remained as gentle and gentle as before, and she asked softly: "I'm not Bao Daren, then who am I?"