Awakening a thousand-year-old memory: the silver-haired imperial concubine

Chapter 404 Mysterious Space ([-])

It can be said that when they passed the door of the cabin, they came to another space. This space is also like a house, but it is not made of wood, but crystal. Five doors of different colors.

And the roof was open to the air, and at the same time there was a huge lotus boat in the center of the room. When the two of them saw the boat, Xuanyuan Yifeng asked curiously: "Hey, why is there such a boat?"

Mu Yu smiled and said nothing, she looked up at the sky, and found that it was night when they came in, but it was morning here, when the sun was rising.

So, she hugged Xuanyuan Yifeng silently and jumped onto the lotus boat.

When their feet had just set foot on the deck, a flash of light flashed in front of their eyes, and a beautiful flute sound came from their ears, and the sky suddenly turned into evening. The jade flute played slowly.

Mu Yu and Xuanyuan Yifeng watched in shock, the woman facing the sunset.

With fluttering silver hair and fluttering white clothes, even the beautiful sunset will be overshadowed.

The sound of the flute is slow, like the sound of nature.

At this time, they turned their eyes and saw another man on the deck who looked like Xuanyuan Yifeng. The man looked at the woman with fascination, and he didn't even realize that the fish in his hand was burnt.

Suddenly the woman stopped, turned around and came to the man, shaking his arm and said: "Ningfeng, Ningfeng, what's wrong with you, is your fugue too empty? The fish are all burnt!"

The ethereal voice seemed to come from a very far away place, Xuanyuan Yifeng and Mu Yu stared blankly, although Mu Yu had already heard the mirror and saw some pictures in the mirror.

But that feeling is a little different from being there, just like watching ordinary movies and 3D movies, one is like watching other people’s stories through a mirror, and the other is like what happened while standing beside yourself!

Mu Yu held Xuanyuan Yifeng's hand tightly. At this moment, the man named Ning Feng suddenly dropped the scorched fish in his hand, stood up, stretched out his hand, and pulled the silver-haired woman into his arms. She kissed her lips.

Xuanyuan Yifeng's face flushed immediately, he turned his head to look at Mu Yu's red lips quietly, secretly admiring the man's courage in his heart, and at the same time, he vaguely guessed the identities of these two people through these coincidences and pictures.

(End of this chapter)