Chapter 1
The setting sun is like blood, a white villa is located by the blue sea, and an alluring woman is sitting on the white balcony window.The woman who is as lazy as a kitten is leaning against the window gracefully and leisurely, with a beautiful face, black hair like silk, and eyes like two black crystals kept in mercury, clear and bright, with a light sweep of the end of the eye, It is bright and colorful.

Mo Feiyan stared at the sun that was still refusing to set, and the distant sky revealed a strange red, "Sister!" A clear voice like a yellow warbler came from downstairs, and when Mo Feiyan heard this voice, He showed a gentle smile to the girl who just got off the car downstairs.The girl standing next to the car downstairs has a pair of bright eyes that are as bright as stars, and there is an excited smile on her face.The eyes are bent like crescent moons, as if the aura is overflowing.The noble expression is naturally revealed between frowns and smiles, making people have to marvel at her elegant and delicate light.

Mo Feiyan sighed, unknowingly, her little sister Xueyan, who had been protecting her all along, had grown up, and she was so proud of her sister.

Mo Feiyan watched her sister walking towards her quickly, and was about to leave the window sill, when suddenly her heart twitched and then a burning pain spread all over her body. When she was wondering, her eyes caught sight of the green jade stone hanging around her neck. Send out a strange red light.Mo Feiyan took down the glowing glazed jade around her neck and looked at it carefully in the sunlight. The jade in her hand was green all over, and there was a red spot in the center of the jade that was glowing like a drop of blood. strange.

Mo Feiyan suddenly remembered that her master, old man Tianji, said that she and her younger sister were goddesses from heaven, and her younger sister Xueyan also had a piece of jade, which was brought out of their mother's womb.Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and a ray of sunlight penetrated into the jade. Mo Feiyan only felt that the sun and the window in front of him were twisting. He staggered a few steps and tried to leave the window, but found that everything was in vain.Mo Feiyan fell down slowly, and her consciousness gradually fell into darkness...

Mo Xueyan ran into the room and saw the person lying on the ground, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Wake up, sister..." Before she could finish her sentence, she also fell on Mo Feiyan's body.

Uh, it hurts so much, my neck hurts like a fire, Mo Feiyan tried hard to open her heavy eyelids, and made a dry and hoarse voice: "Water, I want to drink water..." The two maids who had been kneeling on the ground crying Hearing Mo Feiyan's voice, she immediately stopped crying, and after feeding her a glass of water from the small table, she said with a little surprise, "Huh? Miss, you finally woke up!"

Miss?what's the situation?Mo Feiyan, who was 'reminiscing' about the past, couldn't help but startled. Although there were servants in their family, they had all worked in their family for more than ten years, and they all had deep feelings for her and had already stopped calling her Miss.

Mo Feiyan suddenly remembered what happened just now, and then looked at her environment.With the antique furniture and environment, and two maids standing beside her waiting, Mo Feiyan suddenly remembered something and screamed, "Where's the mirror? Bring the mirror!" The little maid hurried over again holding the bronze mirror.The woman in the bronze mirror has a small mouth pouting slightly, a small nose and delicate cherry lips perfectly matched, a pair of big black eyes under the long curly eyelashes, long hair hanging loose, a white suet hairpin It was inserted obliquely between the black hair, and she was wearing a light blue dress, which set off her white skin, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

Fortunately, it was still her own face, Mo Feiyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then raised her eyes to look at the two women standing in front of her.One of the women is wearing a plain white skirt, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her lips are red like cherry blossoms, her lips are vermilion without pimples, her pink skin can be broken by blowing bullets, just like a person who came out of a picture of a lady. With the moon as the god, the willow as the form, and the flower as the posture, it is soft and gentle.

(End of this chapter)

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