Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

The picturesque world is full of greenery, like a fairyland on earth.

Dressed in a purple robe, fluttering gently with the breeze, with long hair like silk, looking up at the sky, under the sun, the tear mole under the corner of the eye is dazzling.

With exquisite facial features, the eyes seemed to drift away.

"Zifei, this way—" came Mo Yin's voice.

Mo Zifei regained his composure, looked towards Mo Yin, moved his footsteps, and then appeared in his line of sight was the entrance of a cave, the entrance was as tall as two adults.

Mo Yin and Mo Zifei looked at each other, then walked inside.

cool wind.

This is not an ordinary cave. There is a different world inside, like a palace layout, with murals on the walls.

Mo Yin stopped suddenly at that moment, his expression a little shocked.

"Zifei, this way!!!"

The murals are exquisite, old and with a sense of vicissitudes. Although they are well maintained, it can be vaguely inferred that they have been around for a long time.

After walking in, Mo Zifei looked at a few murals on the wall, but nothing caught his attention.

But at this moment, he was stunned by the mural that Mo Yin was pointing at.

It was a woman with long hair reaching to the ground, even longer than his long hair, really like fine silk.

Like a waterfall, it emits a black and bright color.

The silk hair on the temples is flying posture, slender figure, graceful legs, the skin is like a shelled egg, not only on the face, but also on the skin of the whole body.

She was wearing a long white gauze dress with irregular hem, her slender legs were exposed, her hands seemed to be dancing, and she seemed to be facing the sun, with a flower woven on top of her head. The flowers, the face—

Her short hair came to mind.

Even with short hair, but—

Those eyebrows are exactly the same.

Mo Yin was stunned to the extreme, and then he recovered and said, "Why do they look exactly the same?"

Mo Zifei didn't speak, and there was no playful smile on his face, his eyes were calm.

The beauty on the mural is smiling, with a clear smile and clear eyebrows, as if she is the happiest person in the world.

"Cause and effect." Mo Zifei spoke slowly, his voice was like a clear spring in a mountain stream, "The encounter between me and her may have been predestined."

Mo Yin was taken aback, "But, Zifei, the people above should be the oldest—"

His words stopped abruptly and he did not continue.

The things on this mural have existed in the past, and the history is too long. Although Mo Zifei has lived for so long, it is not as old as the things on this mural.

Who is that girl?

"Long hair—" Mo Zifei murmured.

That long hair is so beautiful.

It's so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

......

A long arrow shot down towards Nalan Zhenyue from above, with a fierce momentum, it seemed that Nalan Zhenyue would be shot and die immediately!

Nalan Zhenyue stretched out her hand, and caught the long arrow very accurately. The material of the long arrow was actually composed of gravel, and it was all scattered by her pinch.

Several people looked up, and saw a middle-aged man above, about 30 years old, with a four-winged roc mysterious beast under him, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, looking down at them.

A sharp voice suddenly sounded: "I really underestimated you, but it's okay, since you're here, we must entertain you graciously, right?"

Sharp laughter, at that moment—

"what--"

Nalan Zhenyue was taken aback, the mask was taken aback, Wenqing and the others were all taken aback.