The brother I picked up is enchanted

He picked up a pillow and threw it on the opponent, sat down on the mahogany chair, and heaved a sigh of relief when the person left.

After waking up, Meng Lingrong suddenly felt the light coming in from the window.He opened his eyes in doubt, and looked around blankly, only to realize that he was not in this world.

He felt in a trance that everything he experienced now was real.

Meng Lingrong shook his head, he is not a person with weak will, and of course a cultivator should not be fooled by the truth or the false, otherwise he will not be able to explore the way in his whole life, a dream is just a dream.

When he opened the door, he was suddenly stunned by the scene in front of him.

In front of me is still the exquisite small building I saw yesterday, with carved beams and painted buildings.But now the sun is high in the sky, there are still flowers and plants in the yard, clusters of water lilies are still gathered in the pond, and blood-red fish swim around in the pond, sometimes jumping out of the water.

Meng Lingrong walked out along the path, and when she reached the gate, she could see the surrounding green trees and green hills, and there was a small mountain road stretching all the way down the mountain.

Several women were chatting and laughing in the distance, and birdsong could still be heard in the forest.

"Do you like it?" Luo Xuanchuan's voice sounded from behind, which startled Meng Lingrong.He looked back at Luo Xuanchuan, and finally nodded.

This is much better than yesterday's lifelessness.

"I understand what you said." Luo Xuanchuan said, "I may know why you want to see the moon, the sunshine, the four seasons, and the snow..."

"Because there is more than one color in the world, but the colors of all things, in my eyes, just make you more beautiful."

Meng Lingrong felt her heart skip a beat when she heard the voice approaching her ear.

He quickly realized that Luo Xuanchuan was not interested in everything around him since he was a child, and he ignored everything that existed... Could it be possible to find the origin of this in dreams?

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Update [-] words at eleven o'clock on Saturday night, try hard to update (clench fist)