Anthony looked up and saw that the underground river in front of him spread out into a clear pool. On the square stone platform in the center of the clear pool, girls in red skirts and white skirts were sitting opposite each other.

There is a chessboard on the small golden table held up by angel wings.

Two slender hands took turns to move the chess pieces. There was actually an ancient bronze music box placed next to the chessboard, and the clear singing sound flowed like a stream.

When the two girls put down the chess pieces and turned their heads with smiles, the breathing of the entire ship stopped for a moment.

What appeared before their eyes was the beauty of a country and a city. Perhaps many people had never seen such a beautiful woman in their lives.

The girl in the red dress looked at them, blinking frivolously, and her movements in raising her hands were all charming and gorgeous. On the other hand, the girl in the white dress was elegant and dignified, like hibiscus emerging from clear water, just like the legend in Ceylon.

"Heavenly Lotus".

Just like the front and back of a mirror.

“Welcome.”

The woman in the white palace dress flapped her silk and sandalwood fan, covering her mouth and smiling softly.

The wind brought by the fan stirred the rose petals on the ground. Half of the square stone table was covered with red rose petals, while the other half was covered with white. The golden table was placed on the boundary between the two colors, as in

Well-defined underground rivers on both sides.

The woman in the white dress sat on the white side, and the woman in the red dress sat on the red side. Under the light, their skin colors were so clear that they seemed transparent.

No one answered the woman's greetings, not even the gentle Duke Wensen, who was a famous gentleman in Valinor. But at this moment, he gave up greeting the women and just stood silently at the stern of the boat, looking at the white flowers on the shore.

The petals flew up and rolled towards the red side like heavy snow, swallowing up all the red color, even covering the body of the woman in the red dress.

On the next move, the woman in red dress picked up a chess piece on the table and gently dropped it.

With a "pop" sound, the white rose petals that filled the sky like snowflakes stopped, as if a god suddenly stopped time.

The woman in the white dress lowered her head. Her beautiful eyes looking at the chessboard suddenly changed, and she gritted her teeth and remained silent.

The silence at this moment is like the dead silence before the storm.

After a while, the free-spirited beauty in the eyes of the woman in the white dress dimmed. She slowly put away the folding fan, lifted her golden chair and moved it a few inches back.

Everything started to move again, the wind picked up, the direction of the wind reversed, and the red roses swept everything, swallowing up the white ones, and sprinkled them into the clear pond.

The entire stone platform was covered with red roses, like a stage covered with thick red velvet. The white petals standing on the red dress withered and fell to the ground in an instant, shattering into ashes.

It was also at this moment that the boat was pushed over by the gentle current, and the bow of the boat hit the stone platform. The punter in black cloak threw away the long pole and landed on the shore. He opened his hood, revealing the copper-colored

The mask covered the upper half of his face, with a relief bull on the mask and gryphon wings on both sides.

"Guest, come ashore, they are in white and red."

The punter didn't show any surprise at the scene before him. His tone was very calm, as if he was punting an ordinary boat to the ferry and telling the sleepy passengers to cheer up and continue on their way.

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Anthony did not speak. He first raised his eyes to look at Adesha on the bow of the ship. The witch was kneeling forward and leaning her forehead against the ship's board like a stone statue, like the most devout believer of the two women.

Unable to help sighing, he looked at Anne next to him, only to find that the corners of her beautiful eyes were twitching slightly, her eyes were full of fear, and her body was even trembling, like a frightened rabbit.

"What's wrong?"

Anthony frowned and asked with concern.

Anne took Anthony's hand, and a huge fear spread in her heart: "I...have seen them..."

The dream she had once resurfaced in her mind, and the strange scene appeared in front of her as if it were real - the crimson sea, the burning cross, the woman crucified on the cross...

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In that empty square, those two rows of tall triumphal columns hanging women...

She thought it was just a dream with some special sign, but at this moment, she actually saw these two living women in real life!

She didn't want to get off the boat, but she could only follow Anthony step by step under the urging of the punter, trembling.

The rose petals under her feet were as soft as a carpet. She felt herself being entangled in the mysterious and deep fragrance, and her heart beat violently.

The fragrance does not come from the petals at the feet, but from the woman's body. The fragrance of the woman in the red skirt is as rich as roses, while the fragrance of the woman in the white skirt is as quiet as mint.

Just now, the smells of the two women were mixed together, and they could be smelled from a distance on the boat.

And then Anne was shocked to realize why she was so familiar with such a fragrance and missed it so much - it turned out that she had already smelled it in her dream, but because the two fragrances were mixed together, she couldn't remember it for a while.

"Are you here for an appointment?"

The woman in the red dress spoke casually, but she looked beyond Anthony and stared closely at Anne, her sharp eyes like an eagle hunting prey.

Anne lowered her head and said nothing.

She didn't know how to deal with such a scene.

She came here on her brother's order to inquire about information, but now it seems like a fateful reunion.

"It's not, and it shouldn't be."

At this moment, the woman in the white dress smiled and shook her head.

Her laugh is beautiful, as clear as silver wind chimes, and it is hard to get angry when she complains in such a voice: "She is the right person, but now is not the right time."

She looked at the three people who came ashore, with a teasing smile on her flawless lips: "Destiny is really intriguing, isn't it?"

As her words fell, the next moment, Anthony, who was walking at the front, was surprised to find that his whole body began to "dent", but he did not feel any pain, as if he was using the "Faceless Man"

Average ability.

Wen Sen, who was at the end of the team, was surprised to see his best friend's stature shrink, and in just a few dozen seconds, she turned into a woman who was almost half a head shorter than him. For a moment, he suddenly felt that he was

Dreaming.

"It's more pleasing to the eye like this."

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Baiyi covered his mouth with a fan, chuckled, and his eyes flashed away.

Without the cover of Anthony's body, Anne had to raise her head and began to look at the two women in front of her.

The white palace dress is as white as ice and snow, decorated with diamonds and platinum. The sleeves are transparent white gauze dancing sleeves. You can clearly see the soft curves of the arms in the gauze, and the exposed skin on the chest is as white as powder.

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The red palace dress is only red. The bright red brocade is as beautiful as blooming flowers. There is a ruby ​​pendant hanging on the forehead, and the high collar covers the neck.
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