The white light is so dazzling that even with your eyes closed, you can still feel it.

Jun Muqian subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyebrows, and after her vision darkened for a few minutes, she slowly opened her eyes.

Before I could see the scenery in front of me clearly, I could already smell the faint fragrance in my nose.

Like the sea under the sun, or like the green grass after the rain.

Jun Muqian's vision was completely restored, and she suddenly realized that she was standing on the beach.

It's just that this sea is not as vast as the East China Sea, and is gentler and softer.

As the sea breeze blew by, she also heard the shouts of fishermen and the sounds of children playing.

Jun Muqian looked at it quietly for a while and said softly: "It's a beautiful place."

Busy yet peaceful.

"This should be the place where I lived when I was a child." Rong Qing nodded, glanced around, and frowned slightly, "However, my impression is too shallow. I should only have copied 80% of the Samsara Tribulation."

After hearing this, Jun Muqian finally realized: "Are you using the tribulation of reincarnation to trace the past?"

This kind of operation...

Suddenly, she was in awe of Rong Qing.

When others are going through the Supreme Tribulation, they all want to finish it quickly.

I want to avoid the calamity of reincarnation directly and don't even want to touch it.

As a result, Rong Qing took her and took the initiative to enter the tribulation of reincarnation.

To a certain extent, it even controls the tribulation of reincarnation.

Let the illusory little world in the tribulation of reincarnation present the picture he wants.

This kind of powerful state of mind may not be comparable to her current one.

Jun Muqian couldn't help but wonder, could a person like her beauty, who has no emotions or desires, have inner demons?

"No." Rong Qingfei lifted up her clothes and sat on the awning boat. She turned her head and raised her eyes, "I just want to take you home for a visit."

Take you home to see...

Jun Muqian's heart was shocked again. She also sat down and laughed silently: "Then I like it here very much."

This kind of life is what she wants to live.

"I remember that I came here only after I could remember things." Rong Qing seemed to be lost in memories, with a blurred look in her eyes, "My mother said, this is her roots and her home.

, so you must bring me back and grow up here."

A cold little milk baby gradually appeared in Jun Muzhen's mind, and he arched his eyebrows: "Do you remember, Qingmei, what this place is called?"

"What's it called..." Rong Qing pondered for a moment, but the originally blurry words gradually became clearer, "Nanhuai."

He suddenly stood up and pulled her towards the city.

There was a sea of ​​people around, but they all seemed to have not seen them, each doing their own thing.

Rong Qing lowered his head and glanced at the children, frowning slightly: "I seem... I should have a younger brother and a younger sister."

Jun Muqian was filled with envy after hearing this: "It's a pity that there was no more light."

Why isn’t Hunyuan Qi divided into two?

She could still have a brother and sister, so she wouldn't be alone.

"Mumu, don't be sad." Rong Qing smoothed her hair, "They will all be your family in the future."

He paused slightly: "But-"

Jun Muqian came to her senses: "But what?"

Rong Qing said calmly: "I remember that my younger brother is a bit stupid. Mumu, if you have less contact with him in the future, you will be infected."

Jun Muxian: "..."

She suddenly remembered that when they first met, Rong Qing had always called her stupid and stupid.

The love is not directed at her, her brother-in-law is also in such a miserable state.

Jun Muzhen feels a little sorry for this brother-in-law whom she has not met yet. He has been forgotten by her brother and has not been able to erase the fact that he was stupid. This shows that the memory is deep.

She suddenly asked curiously: "What about your sister?"

Creatures like my sister must be as cute as Nuannuan.

"My sister..." Rong Qing fell silent again. His expression was slightly complicated, and he said after a while, "Mumu, you should have less contact with her. She is more dangerous."

Jun Muxian: "???"

Wait, what happened to her sister-in-law?

Isn’t this family normal?

"So, Mu Mu." Rong Qing's thin lips curled up slightly, "Remember to follow me when you go home."

Hearing this, Jun Muqian raised his eyebrows: "Qingmei, you are not reliable as a big brother. You should learn from my brother. My brother is very good to me, although he can no longer beat me.

.”

"Things are a bit complicated." Rong pressed his eyebrows lightly, "I'll talk to you again when I think about it completely."

The two then walked forward, and at this moment

Rong Qing suddenly stopped and looked slightly startled: "Dad, mother..."

Jun Muqian followed his gaze and was also startled.

She saw a man and a woman standing in the front right, in an intimate posture.

A person wearing a red dress is as warm as the morning glow.

A man in white clothes looks like flowing clouds.

However, I could only barely see the figure and the color of the clothes, and everything else was blurry.

No face seen, no voice heard.

Jun Muzhen tried to step forward and raised her hand to touch it, but it only passed through a piece of air.

"It's useless." Rong slightly shook his head and did not step forward, "Things I have not remembered cannot be replicated in the tribulation of reincarnation."

"Is that so..." Jun Muqian was silent for a moment, "You wear red clothes and follow your mother-in-law's preference?"

"Not really." Rong said lightly, "A long time ago, they were the other way around."

"Dad said that mother once told him that if he wore red clothes, even if he bleeds when he was injured, it would be like being wet with water, and she wouldn't be able to tell. So dad wore white clothes."

Jun Muqian stared at the man and woman, slightly startled.

One doesn't want the other to know that he is hurt.

One wanted to see if the other one was injured.

"Color doesn't really matter to me." Rong Qing suddenly smiled faintly, "But after meeting you Mumu, I'm sure that I will always wear red."

Jun Muqian asked subconsciously: "Why?"

"If I am hurt, I don't want you to see it." He turned back and stared at her, "I would also rather let you think it was just water splashed on me."

Jun Muqian suddenly understood the state of mind of her mother-in-law.

"Young beauty, don't worry." She curled her lips, "I will definitely not stop you from wearing red. After all, you are more beautiful in this, but it hurts..."

She suddenly grabbed his collar and said fiercely, "If you dare to get hurt and still hide it from me, I will never let you go, and as long as I'm here, I won't let you get hurt."

Rong Qing was startled for a moment, and the curve of his lips deepened: "Yes, Mu Mu is here, and I am only responsible for Mu Mu's fight..."

He leaned down and said two words in her ear.

"It's agreed." Jun Muxian let go of him and calmed down, "I'll be warm when I get back."

"Let's go, Mu Mu." Rong Qing waved his sleeves, and the scenery in front of him became blurry, "Sooner or later, we will see them."

**

"Rumble--"

The sky was thundering and lightning was raging.

The gods outside were all numb.

Even your Majesty can't calm down.

Because they have been waiting for three full hours, and there has never been a supreme tribulation that can last for such a long time.

The thunder is still there and no one is dead. What are they doing?

But no one dared to move, they could only stare.

After Yu Qingzi was seriously injured by Jun Muzhen, she took advantage of this period of time to repair her injuries.

Three hours is enough for a Dzogchen Supreme to recover 80% of its strength.
To be continued...