who is he?

Why do I feel that he is so familiar?

Looking at the phantom of the tall and handsome man, Su Yin felt a little confused in her heart.

However, soon, these doubts faded away with the scene in front of you.

The man in red held the brush-like flowing light, his beautiful long eyebrows slightly frowned, and his sculpture-like jaw slightly turned inward. On the handsome face as a god, his eyes flashed like colorful waves, and gorgeous and complex flowing shadows slowly flowed along the corners of his eyes.

He... is crying?

Silent grief, tears pouring in.

The bright moon gradually disappeared into the clouds, and the breeze on the summer night turned into a cold north wind without realizing it. The gorgeous tears that poured down seemed to take away all the colors and shapes of the world, and wherever Su Yin saw, there were only black and white.

The pale sky, the dark earth, and the endless rain that intertwines black and white.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow," the continuous sound of rain became the only sound in this black and white world.

A long sigh filled Su Yin's ears.

She turned her head and looked at the mecha warrior with a cloth robe and a treasure crown pulled out an extremely ancient xylophone to his back.

It was the piano in Su Yin's sea of ​​consciousness.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and pressed the strings, and the sudden sound of the strings became in this heavy rain that overturned the world.

At first, the sound of the piano was tiny and faint, as if it was from a very far place, mixed with the sound of rain, and it was almost impossible to hear.

Gradually, the sound of the piano became closer. When it came to my ears, it was clear and insignificant, but it also brought a hint of lively and joy, like a mountain stream and a clear stream flowing freely.

After playing again, the string sounds were as loud as thunder, broad and majestic as the sound of the world, as the vicissitudes of the world, as the rise and fall of time.

Later, the chaotic strings were thrust quickly, like a torrent of waterfalls, and suddenly they were smooth and smooth, like a thousand-foot-foot waterfall flowing towards the Yangtze River, and the rivers entered the sea, endless.

So, a little color began to appear in the black and white world.

The tender green grass poked its head out of the black soil, and the gray raindrops reflected the tender green spots, and then turned the direction and sprinkled on the earth.

Green quickly covered the ground, and the transparent rain washed away the bleakness of winter. The sky was clear blue, the white clouds were rolling, and the birds with red feathers flapped their wings and flew by, and flowers bloomed one after another. Warm yellow lights lit up on the long street, and a white line suddenly drew across the horizon. Creatures produced by human science and technology were flying over the city of reinforced concrete.

Time and space change, and scenery is very easy, as if it had spanned a thousand years in one step, but its color and shape have never changed. And the black and white world finally returned to normal, and the crying of the man in red also stopped at this time.

He raised his sleeves to cover his face, his wide sleeves trembled, and colorful star chips like flying flowers fell.

【Fareless to see old friends】

Su Yin inexplicably realized such an idea.

The long-haired mecha seemed to have sensed it too.

He stopped the strings and stood up, still put the xylophone behind him, stretched out his big hand like a millstone, and gently patted the head of the man in red, as if comforting his little brother next door...

The man in red trembled even harder. The feeling of being close to homesickness made Su Yin feel inexplicably sore, the corners of her eyes were slightly wet again, and her whole heart was even more cramped.

I may never see him again.

She thought.

Cold tears slid down my cheeks.

【He is leaving】

Another divine thought made it easier for her to explore her sea of ​​consciousness at this time, and tiny waves floated on the sea, as if responding to this strange voice.

Unlike the previous thought, the sound is clear and elegant, and it is extremely wonderful, as if it is a combination of all the best sounds in the world, and is millions of times more beautiful than any instrument Su Yin has ever heard.

Obviously, this was sent by his mecha warrior. The vague thought just now was not so pleasant, and it sounded very ordinary.

If a person has a supernatural appearance, his voice will be normal;

Another appearance is hard to describe, but the voice is sensational.

Sure enough, no one is perfect. You can't find a red-clothed mecha warrior who looks and sounds to the extreme, just like you wouldn't meet a Beatles ancient style killer who looks and sounds to the complexity.

Su Yin is already very satisfied if he can get half of it.

[Girl doll, I once met your ancestors, and now I am so happy]

The man in red once again heard a thought, an ordinary voice, a beautiful face, and the starry debris that shook off the sleeves like colorful clouds. The beautiful eyes poked out from behind the sleeves. As the light flowed, he looked at Su Yin, who was a small foot, and his eyes were quite close.

You guys probably haven't forgotten the heights of these two, right?

In front of them, Su Yin was slightly longer than bean sprouts.

At this moment, "listening" to the beautiful man in red, Su Yin automatically converted it into modern Mandarin in her mind, and was shocked.

I'll go, this man in red has actually met the ancestors of our old Su family before?

Lou Yusheng was set up by a man in red, which started from the day he met Su Yin's ancestor more than a thousand years ago. However, he did not explain this to Su Yin for this reason, so he probably felt that it was unnecessary.

Su Yin, who was unaware of it, was naturally very interested. Just as she was about to inquire in detail, the man in red had turned to the long-haired mecha. A dazzling light burst out from his colorful eyes.

【Take care of yourself】

He said.

After speaking, the colored pen in his palm suddenly darkened, and the purple-black mist suddenly gushed out like a volcano eruption.

It was a thick fog that was far more gloomy than the fog that Lou Yusheng showed just now. It was extremely fast and came fiercely. In a moment, it submerged most of the man in red and climbed upwards quickly, which was very intention to swallow him.

Su Yin was shocked and subconsciously raised the long sword.

At this moment, a finger as thick as a pillar pressed down on the tip of her sword.

The long-haired mecha actually stopped Su Yin.

Although it only has one finger, it is as heavy as if millions of mountains are about to rise.

Su Yin's hair shook in her palm, and the sword intent could no longer be condensed. She raised her head and looked at the mecha in confusion.

Don't save people?

Isn't he a good friend to you?

The long-haired mecha shook his head slightly.

【My friend, no longer】

The low voice contained a faint sadness.

"Zheng——"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the simple string suddenly roared, and the sad sound was like crying, like sending an old friend who was traveling far away.

In just a few breaths when the two of them were chanting each other, the hair of the man in red was already wrapped in black fog. It was not until that moment that Su Yin finally saw clearly that the black fog was not fog, but burning black flames.

It burned and devoured, and the black flames spitted out letters like poisonous snakes.

In the dark and thick black fire, the man in red was curled up in a red-clothed dress, and his ink hair was so beautiful that the world was bleak.

Su Yin was stunned.

When she woke up, she was already in chaos.

The boundless turbidity filled every place within her eyes, she was confused and did not know its height or distance, and was in a daze.
Chapter completed!