Shut Up! I Am Not a Sea King!

He can't fly.

Shi Yundie seems to be obsessed with flames.

Every time the illusion is shattered, it is full of fire.

Every fire is as rampant as if it wants to ignite the world.

And in every fire, there are always two people clinging to each other and dying.

I don't know how long.

When Chen Yu escaped from the illusion again, the first thing he saw was no longer the charmingly smiling woman.

He came to the bottom of the abyss.

Underfoot is hard black rock.

The black liquid, less than ten centimeters deep, spread all over the black rock, and spread far into the distance, with no end in sight.

On the surface of the water, coquettish and bright red flowers grow all over here.

The flowers bloom into a sea, and the petals are swaying and stretching gorgeously.

A gust of wind blows from afar.

The surface of the water was stirred, and large pieces of petals were also rolled up.

It is as colorful as a rain of flowers.

Chen Yu watched this scene calmly, frowning slightly.

Am I still in the illusion?

He lowered his head and looked at the red flowers.

Remarks pop up:

[Bianhua, you can also call these words Manzhushahua.

Three lifetimes of tears, deep affection and unforgettable. May this life be full of mortals, and hope to meet lovesickness again in the next life.

Great, I copied it! 】

Chen Yu took a long breath.

In the illusion, the remarks are very hip.

Because in the illusion, the notes will not appear at all.

It's rubbish.

Now the note appears.

It also represented that Chen Yu had returned to reality.

Wiping off his cold sweat, Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

He was in tears.

Finally got rid of that sickness.

The black bird on the shoulder began to sing again.

Apparently found something.

The little bird flew up from Chen Yu's shoulder and flew into the distance.

Chen Yu quickly caught up.

However, when Chen Yu took a step forward, the familiar feeling of dizziness enveloped him again.

This feeling...

Chen Yu suddenly suffocated.

Before he had time to scold his mother, his gaze was turned upside down, and in just a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the sea of ​​flowers on the other side.

The little black bird was still chirping in the sea of ​​flowers.

But behind Xiaoniao, Chen Yu disappeared.

......

......

When he woke up, the place where he stepped on was slightly sunken.

The murmur of water flowed past my ears.

Chen Yu opened his eyes and found himself in a splendid peach blossom forest.

The spring breeze blows, the peach blossoms are as colorful as snow, and the splendor is like a dream.

In the Peach Blossom Forest, a crystal-clear brook gurgled by, and the stream was covered with water plants, and small insects rustled in it, singing along with the sound of the water.

Chen Yu frowned.

This illusion was different from what he had encountered before.

Looking around, as expected, he didn't see Shi Yundie.

Just when Chen Yu was puzzled, there was a sudden change in the depths of the peach forest.

A black-haired little girl in shabby clothes and a peach blossom hair ornament walked from the depths of the peach forest with a bright smile.

She turned her head back with a smile: "Brother, hurry up~~"

A voice that was very familiar to Chen Yu sounded: "I know, I know, walk slowly, and be careful not to fall."

The girl put her hands on her hips, full of momentum: "I'm not that idiot like Yi Ren, I, Shi Yundie, won't be like her, who can wrestle when I walk!"

"Yes yes yes! Shi Yundie is number one in the world!"

Looking at the black-haired young man walking out from the depths of the peach forest, wearing a worn-out robe, with helplessness and doting on his face, Chen Yu remained silent.

The black-haired young man who came from Taolin was called Chen Yu.

......

——ps: How did I come up with such an awesome plot?I am silly.

Chapter 133 132 Sin!

This illusion is different from the previous illusions that developed slowly like reality.

This illusion has changed a lot, but in an instant, the scene in the peach forest has changed.

The clouds were thick, and a light rain fell in a patter.

Chen Yu stood deep in the peach forest.

The drizzle was swaying, wet his clothes and eyelashes.

He lowered his eyes, tiny aquariums hung above his eyelashes, and the deep pupils seemed to be connected to a deep cold pool, a gloomy coldness.

The flowing wind roared and rolled up the peach blossoms, flying around like a group of pink butterflies in the light rain.

In the colorful peach blossoms and rain, someone appeared in the peach forest again.

That is the same as the poem rhyme butterfly in the illusion.

Yi Ren, about eleven or twelve years old, also wore a mahogany hairpin on his head, smiling happily.

In the illusion, Chen Yu was wearing a bamboo hat, bathed in light rain and sitting by the stream, fishing.

And Shi Yundie and Yi Ren sat on the left and right sides of him like stars and moons, bickering from time to time.

Before entering the illusion, Chen Yu only saw Shi Yundie a few times.

But the other party's hysterical madness and sick love are enough to impress Chen Yu deeply.

But he never thought about it.

When Shi Yundie was eleven or twelve years old, she would be so... normal.

At this time, she was just a cute, innocent, slightly narcissistic little girl who liked to pester her brother.

If it wasn't for her appearance, which already had a bit of future style, Chen Yu even thought she was just an ordinary little girl.

Same as Poetry Rhyme Butterfly.

In the future, the indifferent, arrogant, and unreasonable Empress of Wangui City is also a slightly immature little girl.

But it is different from the narcissistic Shi Yundie.

At this time, Yi Ren was well-behaved, gentle, very considerate and sensible.

If I had to say the similarities between the two of them, it would be the same beauty and attachment to my brother.

Chen Yu thought that this illusion would be a long movie with a lot of sound and emotion.

But not.

The world suddenly lost its sound.

Like a pantomime with fast-forward pressed, everything in the illusion is speeding up.

seven times.

Chen Yu watched the peach blossoms wither and bloom seven times with his own eyes.

This year.

Shi Yundie and Yi Renfang are eighteen years old.

An eccentric, bright and agile, raising his hand and raising his eyes full of charm.

A gentle and charming, natural and generous, the world pales when she covers her mouth and smiles.

The same stunning beauty, the same amorous feelings.

However, the fate between the two took a completely different path this year.