Obviously, the teenager did not care about this, he would be admiring his sudden appearance of the body, the next moment, he excitedly shouted to Xiao Zhen: "Give me a mirror, I want to see what he looks like."

Xiao Zhen: "..." looked at him without a word: "The mirror in the temple can not see our appearance, there are several mirrors around here, we walk through from time to time, if we can see it will be reflected long ago."

The boy was suddenly lost, not a moment, and excited two steps and took a step to Xiao Zhen: "Look at me, look at me."

Xiao Zhenxing looked at him suspiciously and heard the young man excitedly say, "I want to see my own appearance through your eyes."

Suzanne: “... that’s okay too?”

The young man said, "Don't say, don't look at your ordinary face and vicissitudes of face, I still like these clear eyes."Then the boy stood still, just because he was looking at the clear eyes, and some vague vision flashed in his mind.

For a long time, when I saw the young man, he looked at her with a stagger, Xiao Zhen raised his eyebrows: “You look at a woman, can you still see that it doesn’t turn so bright?”

The boy: “...”

I noticed that the picture in front of me had changed again.

They both stood by the saint, but the saint was not in the temple, nor was she a white one, but was wearing a bunny of blue and sand and waist, and the cap was walking in a large house full of red silk and happy words.There are still a few girls in the house that she wears like this, so it will not be noticeable, at most it will only make people think that the girl who has not yet left the cabinet has come to the party.

"This is the house of the Lord, and it seems that what he says is going to be married is true."The boy pointed to the little man who was greeting the guests at the door: "I have seen him, and the patriarch has brought him every time he comes to the inner temple."

The saint's grandmother came to the inner court with the saint, and the inner court was few, and generally the confidants of the owner of the house were inside, and the saint only went in, and she saw the little emperor in the usual clothes running from the inner house.

The great red and happy old man also walked out of the inner house behind the emperor, and the son-in-law was like jade, the world is unriviable, and the saying is the patriarch in front of him.

A hand waved in front of the eyes.

Xiao Zhen looked at the young man around him, and saw the boy laughing and saying, “See him look so fascinated, does he have my long look good?”

"He's nine-pointed like my husband, and I'll look at him a few more."Xiao Zhen said, his eyes fell on the lady again, faintly said: "But if he is a son, he will never sacrifice his happiness to marry a woman he does not love."

The young man snorted coldly: "That is the holy woman of Dawei, who is shouldering the great majesty, how can you compare with the holy woman of an ordinary woman?"

“It’s not about identity, it’s just about the heart.My husband, he will not sacrifice a woman's happiness to save the country, but will take the hand of his lover, step by step to help the emperor become a generation of emperors."

“You?”The boy hesitated and said, “Have you killed a lot of people?”

Xiao really looked at him.

"You seem calm when you say this," the boy's eyes deepened, "but there is a bloody breath all over."The old woman's voice was very dull, but the decisiveness and killing between her eyebrows obviously did not belong to ordinary people.

“Are you a dog nose?”Can you smell it too?”She smiled, she said such a word, he could see so much.

The boy: “...”

A cry from others pulled back the attention of Xiao Zhen and the teenager, and somehow the woman put a sword on the neck of the saint, the saint took off the hat, and the ethereal face was displayed in front of the world, she was not afraid of the sword, and when the woman came out of the sword, she would greet her by the neck.

Seeing such a shocking scene, the others made a fright, and the little emperor was also frightened, standing stunned to look at the two men and the saint.

Seeing that the sword was about to stab the saint, the bride was busy taking the sword back, and the cold eyes flashed a hint of anger: "Saint, don't be too much."

“You made me here, but this will force me to leave with the sword?”The saint looked at the woman puzzledly and said, “You like me, why do you want to marry another woman?”Can’t you have children with me, can’t you grow old with me?”

“The mouth.”The hand of the sword was tight.

At this time, an old man who looked like a housekeeper came in and greeted him and said, "Adult, the bride's coupe has arrived, you hurry to go out and pick it up, but it will be unlucky after Ji."

"I know."The woman strode outside, and as she crossed the saint, her hand was suddenly held by the saint.

The face of the body is stiff.

“Do you really want to marry someone else?”The Saint asked.

The woman tightened his lips, and the cold fluctuation in the black eyes broke free of the saint's hand and welcomed her.

Seeing the saint always watching the face of the departure of the face of the emperor, the little emperor came to comfort her: "Don't be sad, I will marry you later, okay?"

“Huh?”The saint looked back, looked into the little emperor's serious black eyes, smiled, and patted him on the shoulder: "You don't have to marry me, I don't want to marry you."The smile, I can't see a little sadness.

The little emperor suddenly became very upset.

Xiao Zhen: "..." This is too straightforward, the afterglow saw that the young man's face was not quite right, turned to look at him, did not want to see the boy suddenly approached the saint, and her face was only a finger away.

“What happened to you?”I asked, the boy’s face was strange.

The boy did not answer, just looked at the beautiful face in front of him that was enough to make people lose, until the saint put on her difficult hat and left, he was all a soul-losing appearance.

“Did you remember anything?”Xiao Zhen asked.

“You’re right, maybe I like the Holy One too.”What he said, it seems, has said to me."The boy looked at Xiao Zhen, his eyes sad.

Xiao Zhen: “...” After a moment, squeezed out a sentence in his mouth: “Does this have anything to do with why I came here?”

“No.”

He nodded, “That’s okay.”

The boy: "...yes, when I looked at the saint, suddenly a picture flashed in my mind."He said, "I've been doing this.

“The sacrificial?”Xiao Zhen was surprised: "This is a hand ceremony done when the sacrifice of a family to the people."

“Sacrifice to a family?”The boy murmured.

“Are you a member of the family?”Xiao really guessed.

“Do you seem to remember that you came here from the sacrifice?”

“Yes.Do you remember anything else?”

The boy shook his head and said again, "But I saw a clear eye, a pair of black eyes clear."

“Black?”Xiao was surprised, thinking of what he had seen in his dream that day, and told the young man one by one: "The appearance of the goddess is exactly like that of the saint, and her eyes are clear as you say, and it is also black."

“The Goddess?Am I there too?And talk to you?”

“Didn’t you recognize me when I came in here and met you?”

“I recognize you because you have entered the entrance of falsehood.”It's not the meeting you said."

Xiao Zhen looked at the teenager in amazement for a while, and then thought about the voice of seeing each other in that dream, she could not guarantee anything else, but listening to her was always excellent, as a shadow argument hearing that was the most basic, she could never hear wrong, but the teenager did not need to lie to her.

“I did not enter the entrance of the false mirror, and I was the first time I entered the sacrificial family.But where is the entrance to the false mirror?”

"That's the white fog you've come in."

“The white mist?”Thinking about it, Xiao Zhen suddenly said, “The white fog you mentioned should not be in the wish of the art?”

“Wish the art?What is that?”

Xiao Zhen wished the matter of Han Zi's art to the truth, and the boy heard that it was already full of incredible faces: "Is there such a mysterious thing in this world?"

Xiao Zhen: “... to say that it is mysterious, what kind of false mirror is not more mysterious?”

The two things were not explained, and the two looked at each other half-sounding, and they no longer thought much.

Just as they were about to leave the inner courtyard, they saw the saint take a piece of wine from the outer porch and walk in happily, wave away the waiter who was to salute her, and when she was left alone in the courtyard, she jumped gently and jumped to the branches of the old eucalyptus tree in the courtyard, took the cap and threw it at will, and hung it on another branch, and opened the wine-place with joy.

The movement of the saint was in one breath, the young man looked stunned, especially when she saw the saint's appearance of wine, where there was an ordinary "holy" look, but it added a little cute, and the afterglow saw Xiao Zhen on the side was also a sad face.

“The wine must be good.”She didn’t drink much, but she would drink enough when she became addicted.

"This is the sweetheart's wine, but the saint is drinking," murmured the young man, and the next moment he excitedly said, "the saint did not like the lady."