“You… are crazy!”
Luo Xian’er’s voice was trembling, but he realized something was wrong in his heart, “I am Luo Xian’er, who else can I be?”
In his mind, he recalled every bit of the past.
The two met for the first time in the hospital. She was unconscious due to the cold body of the Nine Yin dysfunction.
Afterwards, it was Luo Chen who told her.
There was a boy who saved her!
Also, call her fairy concubine!
So, who is the Immortal Concubine?
Who am I…?
Luo Xian’er only felt a tingling pain in her mind for a moment, as if there was a memory that did not belong to her, slowly appearing.
In the magnificent palace, it is magnificent.
The bronze chime bells were played, and there was a man in the middle of the palace, wearing a crown and a black robe.
Playing the piano with both hands, his expression was indifferent.
And in front of me, I was dancing gracefully.
No!
This person is not himself! !
Luo Xian’er only felt that her breathing began to be difficult. At this time, she could no longer tell the difference between reality and illusion.
Everything is like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies, it seems real and illusory…
King Qin plays the piano and the goddess sacrifices the dance!
Luo Xian’er stared at this scene blankly and suddenly thought of the goddess-sacrificial dance picture drawn by Qin Jun at that auction!
He, it’s not his own…
But!
But, in my mind, the fairy dancing like a fairy.
For some reason, Luo Xian’er suddenly felt a pain in her heart when she thought of this.
At that time, she thought Qin Jun was the one who painted her, and even if Qin Jun told her the truth, she didn’t believe it.
…
Just when she was in great pain, everything in front of her returned to reality.
“Now, who are you?”
“Who is the person in front of you?”
Zhuang Zhou looked indifferent and looked at Luo Xian’er.
“I…”
For a moment, Luo Xian’er couldn’t answer at all.
Zhuang Zhou put his hands behind him, raised his hand, and a butterfly flew out and fell into Luo Xian’er’s hands.
Then, it turned into a simple bamboo slip.
“If someone wants to harm you in the future, take out the bamboo slips, no matter who it is, I will never dare to hurt you at all!”
Qin Jun looked at Zhuang Zhou with confusion, “What is your purpose? Who is she?!”
Zhuang ZhouA mysterious smile, “Only Emperor Qin went to find this answer in person.”
“Emperor Qin…”
Luo Xian’er’s eyes were dazed and she looked at Qin Jun blankly. Thinking of his usual behavior, she was even more shocked.
If… the person in front of me is really Zhuang Zhou more than two thousand years ago!
So, is Qin Jun really Qin Jun?
Zhuang Zhou raised his lips, stared at Qin Jun, and chuckled, “In addition, they already know the news that you are going to the Blue Star Reservoir in two days.”
Hum? !
Qin Jun was puzzled, “Aren’t you also a member of the Immortal Sect? Why help me?!”
“A member of the Immortal Sect?” Zhuang Zhou was slightly stunned, “Haha! Do you think we will really join the Immortal Sect?”
“At the Immortal Sect, you have no right to interfere in our actions.”
After saying that, a strong wind came!
Zhuang Zhou’s figure suddenly drifted away, turning into colorful butterflies, slowly disappearing.
It seems like it has passed since the future, it comes quickly and goes faster!
Luo Xian’er looked at the ancient bamboo slips in her hand, feeling a little helpless.
To put it bluntly, she has been just a young lady over the years.
She didn’t know many things at all.
Today, Zhuangzi’s appearance collapsed her worldview!
In modern society, science and technology are developing rapidly.
How many people believe in the sayings of ghosts and gods?
But…
How could Zhuangzi live for so long?
More than two thousand years!