Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

The villa, the girl in green, and the man in moon-white robe in front of him were like ink paintings stained by water. They quickly blurred and dissipated, and finally turned into countless firefly-like stardust, merging into the vast galaxy that was eternally flowing above his head.

Nan Xiang's mind was still immersed in the strong and inexplicable familiarity and throbbing just now. Before she could think carefully, the power of the stars around her body flowed again, and the scene suddenly changed.

The cold mountain breeze replaced the illusory starlight and blew up her clothes.

She found herself standing in a dense forest, with sunlight filtering through the branches and leaves, casting dappled spots of light.

Not far ahead, there was a noise and the sound of weapons clashing.

I saw a young girl in a light blue dress, surrounded by five or six burly and ferocious-looking bandits.

The girl looked weak, but her movements were extremely agile. She danced with the silver whip in her hand like a living thing, and every time she whipped it out at a tricky angle, she could always accurately hit the bandits' wrists, ankles and other vital parts, making the bandits scream and their weapons fall out of their hands, leaving them in a miserable state.

In just a moment, the bandits fell to the ground, groaning.

The girl in the light blue dress clapped her hands. Instead of showing any fear, she had a sly and lively smile on her face.

She squatted down and unceremoniously took out the money bags from the bandits one by one, weighed them, and stuffed them into her arms with satisfaction.

"Huh, with this little skill, you're trying to rob people?"

The girl stood up, her voice clear as a bell, but with a hint of teasing.

However, she did not leave immediately. Instead, she suddenly shook her wrist, and the silver whip swung out like a poisonous snake out of a hole, suddenly hitting a tall ancient tree behind Nan Xiang's left.

"Snapped!"

The whip tip broke through the air, bringing with it a sharp gust of wind!

"Sir, are you free?"

Nan Xiang was slightly startled and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a man leaning on the thick branches of the ancient tree.

He was dressed in a dark robe, the color of which was so dark that he almost blended in with the shadows of the trees.

A rare head of silver hair was half-tied up with a clear purple jade crown, and the rest fell like a waterfall, fluttering in the wind.

His facial features were handsome to the point of being weird, his narrow and long phoenix eyes were slightly raised, his pupils were not pure black, but an extremely beautiful and pure red, like the most gorgeous and charming poppy flower, dangerous yet exuding a fatal attraction that would lead people to sink into it.

At this moment, his slender jade-like fingers with distinct joints were casually pinching the whip swung by the girl.

The cold air at his fingertips actually froze the tip of the whip slightly.

He lowered his eyes to look at the girl under the tree, his red eyes filled with a complex and indistinguishable emotion, as if smiling but not smiling, and with an unfathomable depth.

The girl turned her wrist and tried to pull the whip back, but the whip seemed to have taken root between the fingers of the man in black clothes and did not move at all.

The lively smile on the girl's face remained unchanged, but a hint of surprise and a barely perceptible murmur flashed across her eyes.

Nan Xiang could even imagine her complaining in her mind, "Who is this guy?", but she still maintained a polite and slightly fake smile on her face.

Nan Xiang watched quietly from the side, and the strange feeling of familiarity surged up in her heart again.

This man in black clothes with red eyes, this cunning and smart girl in a light blue dress... She had clearly never seen them before, so why did she feel that their postures, eyes and even the subtle interactions were as if she had seen them thousands of times?

She subconsciously wanted to step forward to see more clearly—

However, that familiar feeling of detachment came again!

The surrounding mountains and forests, the girl, the man, even the light and sound, instantly lost all color and vitality, quickly fading into a monotonous gray, and finally disintegrated like broken glass, once again transforming into countless rotating and flowing starlight points.

Nan Xiang's consciousness seemed to be thrown into a turbulent river made of starlight. The world was spinning, and when the scene before her eyes condensed again, it had become bizarre and extremely unfamiliar.

Under your feet is an extremely hard black "road surface" (asphalt road), which is incredibly smooth.

There were many square, fast-moving "iron boxes" (cars) running on the road, making a noisy buzzing sound.

Surrounding it stand towering "square boulders" (high-rise buildings) of strange shapes, shining with various colors of light.

The people walking around were dressed even more strangely. Most men had short hair, simple clothes, and even bare arms (short-sleeved T-shirts). The women wore skirts of varying lengths, some of which were even extremely cool and bold (modern style).

All of this was beyond Nan Xiang's understanding, making her feel extremely strange, yet deep down there was a sense of absurd familiarity.

Her gaze was involuntarily drawn to a young girl wearing a crisp white "strange top" (shirt) and dark trousers.

The girl was tall, with a neat ponytail, revealing a clear and beautiful jawline. She was holding a palm-sized, glowing "black brick" (mobile phone) in her hand, and was tapping on it with her head down, with a subtle nervousness and anticipation on her face.

Nan Xiang's consciousness seemed to be attached to the girl, and she followed her all the way to a place with a strange logo hanging on it and the three big words "Civil Affairs Bureau" written on the door.

The girl stopped at the door and looked around, as if waiting for someone.

She glanced at the "brick" in her hand from time to time, and her fingertips tightened unconsciously.

After a while, a young man who was also wearing a white "strange shirt" and had a tall and straight figure came from not far away.

He was extremely handsome, with a gentle temperament, a smile that made people feel like spring breeze, and his eyes were fixed accurately on the girl.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Mu?"

The girl raised her head, her voice tentative with a hint of confirmation.

The man's smile deepened, his eyes were so gentle that they could drown people: "Yes. Linglan is not going home? (The girl's WeChat nickname)"

He paused, his tone becoming increasingly gentle and patient, and with a solemn confirmation, "Ms. Xia, have you made up your mind?"

When the girl heard this, the last trace of tension on her face faded away, replaced by an extremely determined look.

She nodded vigorously, her eyes clear and resolute: "Mr. Mu, since I have made this decision, I will not regret it."

Nan Xiang clearly felt the girl's desperate yet unyielding determination in her chest when she said this, which was almost synchronized with her heartbeat at the moment.

She looked in shock at the man and woman in front of her, who had outstanding looks and very different temperaments, yet seemed inexplicably harmonious.

Mr. Mu? Miss Xia? Get a marriage certificate?

These unfamiliar words combined together made her heart surge wildly!

The tenderness in the man's eyes, the determination on the girl's face... that sense of destiny that seemed to have finally met after crossing thousands of mountains and rivers...

She desperately wanted to follow them through that door and see what happened next—but the familiar feeling of detachment descended upon her for the third time! The modern streetscape around her quickly receded, blurring like the receding tide...

Before she could catch her breath, the vast power of the stars enveloped her again, throwing her into another bizarre fragment of time and space.

This time, what came to my face was a desolate and dead atmosphere.

She found herself suspended above an extremely desolate, endless dark red land, with gullies crisscrossing the surface like dried-up, solidified blood.

Looking up, the sky is not the familiar azure or starry sky, but a deep inky black, with several planets of different sizes and shapes hanging above it. Some emit a cold metallic luster, while others are shrouded in a strange gaseous halo, which is within reach and yet out of reach.

What a magical sight!

Nan Xiang was shocked. This was completely beyond her previous understanding.

Her attention was drawn to the wreckage of a huge metal structure below, which looked like the skeleton of a white giant beast.

The wreckage is huge in scale and has cold and hard lines. Although it is severely damaged, one can still see its former technological power that was beyond imagination.

I saw a tall and straight woman in a crisp black uniform walking towards me from a distance.

She walked with steady steps, her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and she exuded the coldness and strength of someone who had been through many battles.

A little wolf with a pitch-black body and green eyes followed her quietly and vigilantly, obviously her companion.

The man and the wolf walked to the huge white metal wreckage.

Nan Xiang's consciousness quickly fell on the woman.

Suddenly, a twisted hatch in the wreckage was pushed open from the inside, and a figure walked out.

He was a young boy who looked quite young. He was wearing a slightly loose white suit that didn't fit in with the desolate environment.

He has fluffy, soft brown curly hair, a face as delicate as a doll, and a pair of blue eyes that seem to contain the sea of ​​stars.

However, the indifference and alienation on his face melted away instantly the moment he saw the woman in black, like ice and snow meeting the sun, and turned into an incredibly soft smile that was full of complete dependence and attachment.

He walked forward quickly, throwing himself into the woman's arms like a chick returning to its nest, nuzzling her neck and shoulders affectionately with his cheek, his voice soft and coquettish:

"Sister, you're back!"

The puppy's eyes looked up at the woman with sparkling eyes, filled with unreserved joy and admiration.

This time, Nan Xiang stayed in this fantasy world for quite a while. She watched the siblings as if they were in a movie. She watched them eat, sleep, and then leave for another planet, a very beautiful one.

There is a large sea of ​​evening primrose flowers.

Under the moonlight, amidst a sea of ​​flowers, Nan Xiang watched the two chatting and admiring the flowers, her heart beating a little faster.

"Sister, do you know the flower language of evening primrose?"

The beautiful boy tried to find a topic to talk about, his voice still a little soft from the previous kiss.

The woman returned to her cold look, but the way her fingertips gently patted Lin Chen's shoulders was unusually gentle.

"Evening primrose blooms at night and withers during the day. It is also called tuberose. The language of flowers is silent love, free heart and protective companionship."

She stated calmly, as if reading from an encyclopedia, but paused, her voice infused with a hint of her own unique understanding and warmth:

"To be honest, I don't like to express love silently. I prefer when both people can see what the other person does for them and can clearly feel the love between them, without having to say it, just feel it."

"Well, sister said it very well."

The beautiful boy buried his face between her legs, his voice muffled, full of infinite admiration and recognition,

"Unlike me who only superficially thinks it's beautiful, your sister is even more beautiful."

Nan Xiang suddenly pulled away from the woman. Seeing the scene in front of her, she felt her cheeks burning.

This is too foul.

Nan Xiang was reminiscing about the past when the scene before her turned into falling stars. The familiar feeling surged into her heart again.

Nan Xiang closed her eyes skillfully, and when she opened them again, she saw another scene.

the fifth time……

the sixth time……

……

The sixteenth time!

After these sixteen consecutive intense and strange "movie-watching" experiences, Nan Xiang's consciousness returned to the starry sky of the Heart-Searching Array.

She slowly opened her eyes, and waves surged in her cold eyes, which took a long time to calm down.

The girl in green, the whip-wielding girl in a water-blue dress, the modern girl in a white shirt, the cool and elegant woman in a black uniform...

Although their appearance, attire, and historical backgrounds were completely different, that resonance deep in their souls, that gleam in their eyes, that unique feeling they shared when facing a particular person...

All of them told her a shocking fact—

That was her! Her past life!

She seemed to have been reincarnated for a long, long time...

And the gentle and smiling Mr. Luo in moon-white, the silver-haired man in black clothes with red eyes and dangerous bewitching looks, the gentle and patient Mr. Mu in the modern world, and the blue-eyed, curly-haired, white-clothed beautiful boy who knows how to act coquettishly...

Nan Xiang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an extremely clear thought struck her soul like lightning that broke through the fog.

That's not sixteen different men.

That's the same person!

He is her destined lover who has transcended reincarnation and been entangled with her for several lifetimes!

If she guessed correctly, in this life, he was... her master, Jiang Ruochen.

The array of questioning the heart, questioning the heart to see the nature, and illuminating the past.

It turned out to be the case.

After the huge shock, Nan Xiang's mood calmed down strangely and quickly.

Everything in the past life, no matter whether it was sad or happy, no matter the outcome, is now a thing of the past, like a passing cloud, like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

Their existence may just be to prove the fate and preciousness of this encounter in this life.

Now that you have clarified your true nature, why should you continue to dwell on the illusions of your past lives?

The master is still worried about her safety in the outside world. In the secret realm, opportunities and dangers coexist. Time is precious. How can she allow herself to be delayed here again and again?

Nan Xiang took a deep breath, and all the confusion, shock, and emotion in her eyes faded away, and she regained her usual clarity, calmness, and decisiveness.

Past lives cannot be pursued, as they have all been fulfilled or ended.

This life is real, so we must seize it well.

Her lover and her way are both in this life.

They will also have an afterlife, and will love each other in reincarnation for generations to come, and will stay together forever after they have attained eternal enlightenment.

In that case, let's end it.

"Go away."

She spoke softly to the vast starry sky, but her tone was firm and unquestionable.

As if her words had come true, the stars around her suddenly shone brightly, and then quickly disappeared behind her like the receding tide!

The Heart-Searching Formation is broken!

When the scene before her eyes became clear again, she was standing in front of a towering and ancient palace gate made entirely of starlight.

Above the palace gate, ancient star runes flowed slowly, emitting a vast and majestic aura.

Almost at the same time, Nan Xiang stood in the air, emitting an ice-blue light all over her body. A very delicate and beautiful guzheng suddenly appeared in Nan Xiang's hand. It was her original soul weapon, Qianxue Huanlian.

She closed her eyes, with an ice-blue snowflake mark on her forehead.