Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

When he saw a different scene in front of him again, Cheng An found that his perspective was not right.

Why is her “birth point” so strangely high?

But in fact, not only the perspective, but also her mood is wrong.

She looked at the music box that was still floating beside her as if nothing had happened, and for a moment she felt that it was a time bomb.

"Hey, seriously, who the hell are you? Why did you suddenly teleport ahead of time? Are you afraid that Professor Latio has studied your background thoroughly?" Cheng An said in a low voice, she was not in a good mood.

Once a person's doubts arise, he or she will immediately feel that all the wrong things he or she has encountered before are related to this.

For example, why did the music box meet and talk to her in her dream after Latio reminded her that the energy of the music box was impure? Why did it not speak in front of Latio? And how to explain "at least three forces"?

"How much have you hidden from me?" Her tone was full of suspicion.

The music box jumped up on the spot, looking very excited: "What are you talking about? Of course I am a pure and beautiful creation! I don't speak in front of people just to keep it secret. How can we let ordinary people know about our own consciousness?"

"Do you understand that things should be done in secrecy?"

Hey, it turned the tables and accused her of being ignorant!

"How can you have such a secret method! If you hadn't told me anything, would I have gone to Latio to investigate? Didn't you do this yourself?"

"Even if you don't know, it won't affect your mission! Don't you think the progress is not going well? We have already cleared both endings!"

"What the hell is smooth sailing! People who were supposed to die are still dying one after another, and I am the only one left. You call this smooth sailing? Is this your standard for judging pure beauty? You want me to practice this kind of pure beauty?"

"Damn it! As long as I exist, pure beauty will be immortal! Is there anything more in line with pure beauty than us collecting energy?"

Cheng An: “……?” Damn, did it say something incredible?

Music Box: “……?” Damn, why is she silent? Did I say something terrible?

The man and the box looked at each other on the roof of an unknown building. For a moment, they stopped talking and looked at each other in surprise and suspicion.

Cheng An wanted to ask what "As long as it is still there, pure beauty is immortal" meant? Is this nonsense or is it true?

But they overlooked a very important issue.

That is, at this moment, a living person and a very conspicuous red box were arguing loudly on someone's roof.

As the saying goes: "The higher you stand, the farther you can see."

But there is also a common sense, that is, the higher you stand, the more prominent you will be as a target.

So when Cheng An was about to take two steps forward and strike while the iron was hot, wanting to get all the information out of the metal lid of the broken box today, a familiar shout interrupted her -

"Assassin on the roof! Don't move! We are the Cloud Cavalry, put down your weapons and surrender immediately!"

Alas no!

Is this the end?!

Why is it this opening again!

I'm really impressed. Is there no more low-key way for her to make her debut in the Immortal Boat?

Wait, the fairy boat?

She immediately looked around, and saw uniform and neatly arranged roofs and tiles all around. The simple feeling was very familiar, but this exquisite look was not very common. But it was indeed full of the flavor of the fairy boat.

Oh, huh? Are you really going back to your happy hometown?

To be honest, compared to the yellow sand all over the ground in Tsyganja, the scenery and environment here in Xianzhou are more to her taste and aesthetic.

But now was not the time to enjoy the scenery. Seeing that the Cloud Cavalry below was about to launch a long-range attack on her, Cheng An quickly turned around and began to flee along the roof.

The main thing is that she doesn't know what time it is, nor does she know which fairy boat this is. If she is caught, it will be too troublesome for her to ask clearly what time and place it is, and then contact her connections, such as Jing Yuan, to bail her out.

She even needed to bet that her friends were not involved in any war at the moment or still had legal status.

What's even more terrifying is that if this time point is too far in the past, her friends won't recognize her now? Then she can't clear herself even if she jumps into the ancient sea of ​​Chiming.

Therefore, it is best to slip away now and make sure you don’t end up in the Prison.

With the red brooch still firmly pinned on his sleeve, Cheng An concentrated on doing parkour on the rooftop, trying to shake off the aggressive Cloud Cavalry behind him.

She observed the terrain as she ran.

There was an area of rather exquisite buildings nearby. The design of the roof tiles and ridges were very different from the ordinary residential areas she had seen before. The houses here were more solemn and delicate in style, and it was likely that this was a place frequented by high-ranking officials.

There are always Yunqi soldiers standing guard nearby, so it's hard to tell whether it's some important military or political location.

She really knows how to choose where to appear.

The more Cheng An ran, the more he felt that he was really lucky.

When she crossed a relatively high roof and jumped down to the roof of another courtyard, she couldn't help but see her eyes brighten.

Putting aside the fact that she was still being chased, this was indeed a unique courtyard.

It covers a fairly large area, separated from the outside by a red wall. Various plants and flowers flourish on the roads and in the corners. In the middle of the yard there is an old tree with small pink and white flowers.

The tree had strong branches and was growing well. It looked like something her grandfather's generation would have liked, with a unique shape similar to that of a small plum tree in a flowerpot.

Take a casual look at this courtyard, and you will see that from the doors to the windows, from the pillars to the floor tiles, they are all carved and painted, with exquisite craftsmanship.

Wow, what a rich family! Cheng An thought to himself, when Jingliu was Luofu Sword Master, the courtyard he lived in was far less elegant than this one.

What? Did she break into the general's mansion?

"Hello, where are we now?" Although she didn't really want to talk to the music box for the time being, she really needed to confirm the time and place at the moment, so after thinking it over, she decided to break the deadlock of no one speaking.

"First of all, I don't say hello."

"Secondly, this is the Immortal Boat Luofu."

The sound of the music box was high and high, as if it would be a demeaning thing to pay attention to her.

"Tsk." Cheng An suddenly regretted paying attention to it.

Just when she was considering whether to take risks to achieve wealth and fame and hide directly in this family's house, a familiar figure leisurely appeared in her sight.

The man was wearing a white suit and holding a kettle in his hand. He was moving slowly into the yard, then chose a corner and started watering the flowers.

Cheng An recognized the person at a glance.

An upright figure, fluffy white hair loosely tied up with a red headband, yawning as he walked, and faintly visible golden eyes - isn't this the adult version of Jing Yuan?

It turns out that this was the time after Jingyuan became a general!

Great! Now I don’t have to be a “jail-bound” person!

She landed on the ground with a happy face, plucked a small golden flower that was growing pleasantly by the wall, then stepped lightly and walked towards Jing Yuan as if she had mastered the art of light kung fu.

Just as her plan was about to succeed and the flower in her hand was about to be stabbed into the man's head, the white figure quickly reached out, and the gilded formation knife appeared in his hand in an instant. He turned around abruptly and pointed the blade at the face of the person behind him.

Cheng An immediately used his pure and beautiful power to stop his body, then he rolled over and jumped back a long distance.

"It's so scary, Jingyuan!"

She couldn't help but pat her chest, feeling that she almost sent it.

She admitted that she was wrong to play a prank on others, but even if we take a step back, wasn't there anything wrong with Jing Yuan looking like an unsuspecting old man watering the flowers in the morning?

It's really funny! My peers who used to practice swordplay with the same master suddenly have the temperament of my grandfather. It's hard to hold back!

Jing Yuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the intruder talking. He then took a closer look at the girl opposite with a red music box floating beside her. The eye that was not blocked by her bangs was wide open, and she seemed quite shocked.

He stopped the attack of the formation knife in his hand and naturally retracted it to his side, then asked in disbelief: "Cheng An?"

The person who was finally recognized was a little speechless. How many years have passed? Could it be that his fellow disciples couldn't recognize him? Why did he use such an uncertain tone?

It looks like it's time to show Jingyuan their Pure Knights' special "Great Memory Restoration Technique".

Cheng An suppressed the smirk that was about to break out, changed the way he held the golden flower in his hand to an elegant position, and then strode over to Jing Yuan, "Long time no see, you are still as beautiful and charming as ever, Brother Jing Yuan!"

"It's a beautiful day today, with flowers everywhere. I can't hide my joy to meet you again here. Your snow-white hair is still in such a moving curve, a scene that even the pure goddess Idrila would bless."

"Please accept this flower that matches your eyes perfectly, as my humble apology for my unauthorized intrusion. May pure beauty protect you, charming creature!"

Jing Yuan was silently shocked by this statement, which made him feel his toes tapping on the ground no matter how many times he heard it.

He hadn't heard anyone talk to him like this for a long time, and for a moment he was so uncomfortable that he stood there in a daze.

Cheng An saw the face of the person opposite him trembling, with a faint tendency to lose his smile, and he felt indescribably happy in his heart.

Only at this time will Cheng An sigh from the bottom of her heart: Pure and beautiful knight! What a! A good identity suitable for her (playing with abstraction)!