[R-18](MTL) He's at the crematorium (fast time travel)

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He's in the crematorium (fast time travel) - Reincarnation V: Mirror Que (5) weirdo

    The east wind curls up to sogo, and the fragrant mist is empty and the moon is turning around the corridor.

    In the silent bamboo pavilion, a woman with red lips and pink face is meditating. Different from the calmness of ordinary monks, a thin layer of fragrant sweat oozes from her forehead, and the woman involuntarily took a few deep breaths, as if trying to calm down.

    That person is at it again.

    For thousands of years, he appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness every night. She has also changed from being vigilant at night at the beginning to being accustomed to it now.

    "Ah Xun, please ask me to wait today." The man was tall and handsome, and his fresh clothes were like a flame, so red that he was ostentatious. However, a dense mist gathered on his face, blurring his facial features. On the contrary, his expression was as dazzling as the golden light breaking through the clouds at dawn in the east.

    Yan Xun's sea of ​​consciousness is a lush green field. Although the end is hidden in the unknown darkness, after thousands of years of practice, this grassland is evergreen all the year round, and the time is beautiful, and it is several times longer than before the retreat.

    The man was leaning on the branch of the peach tree, and the blossoming water-red petals could not conceal his demeanor. Seeing Yan Xun's appearance, he jumped off the branch, and walked towards her briskly, regardless of the rain of peach blossoms above his head.

    Before Yan Xun could approach, he had already pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and looked at her delicate dimple, "Ah Xun just left the customs and ignored me?"

    Yan Xun pressed her head against her. Touching the man's chest, although it was only the contact of the soul, she seemed to be able to feel the man's fiery body temperature and strong heartbeat.

    This strange man played tricks on her every day in her sea of ​​consciousness.

    Yan Xun skillfully avoided his embrace, and asked the question repeated thousands of times again, "Who are you? Why did you appear in my sea of ​​consciousness?" "My little Ah Xun is so

    urgent Do you really want to understand me?" The man chuckled a few times, his voice was so magnetic that the ears of those who listened were numb, but the answer he gave was the same as before, "Don't worry, when the time is right, I will tell you your."

    Yan Xun ignored his teasing, and directly sacrificed his natal harp, folded his fingertips together, and the exciting music sounded, every sound was like an invisible flying knife, aiming at the uninvited The intruder struck.

    "Little Ah Xun, even though this is your own sea of ​​consciousness, it's not good to go to war, right?" The man was leisurely, and he even had the energy to tease him.

    The sunny sky just now was accompanied by the owner's emotional fluctuations, and dark clouds instantly gathered, and the lightning was like a silver dragon swimming among the clouds, which seemed to be the momentum of the sub-building. Gusts of wind blew up his red sleeves, and the man stood with his hands behind his back. Although his face was blurred, one could still feel his calmness. He only changed his figure on the spot, and his steps were as fast as lightning, leaving red afterimages in the air, but Yan Xun didn't hurt him at all.