My Wife Is A Sword Immortal

Chapter 625: Chapter 394: Luo Xiu’s Night Escape

The red glow of dusk faded away, like clouds parting to reveal the moon, casting the land below in a vast expanse of snow, and at the highest point, a bizarre pink hue stained the frost-white wilderness year-round.

Within the snow-white scene, a dash of pink emerged in stark contrast, which in the realm of artistic design principles is known as minimalism with negative space. Zhao Rong thought it was perfectly fitting here. Okay, to speak in layman’s terms, the scene before him resembled a world-famous painting from his past life—which one, you ask? Guess for yourself; Zhao Rong didn’t know either.

He saw it in some riotous drivers’ gathering spot, a place rampant with freeloaders and a heap of weird events and pictures, known as ‘group’. Zhao Rong had the habit of peeking at his screen, reliably opening it after a certain hour each day to learn new moves, striving to become a new…

At this moment, within the stifling, yet silent room that would compel a fairy to loosen her clothing, before Zhao Rong could shift his gaze, a red silk panty slipped to the floor, landing next to a bellyband, radiant as the dying sunlight, overlapping—a mess made by some gorgeous girl, but at that instant, nobody paid them any heed. Instead, they couldn’t help but open their eyes wide and hold their breath to inspect where those garments had once lain.

The minimalist composition of the renowned painting hadn’t been marred by the new addition to the scene.

Because just as before, on the white, white earth, the canyon at night was adorned with a touch of pink, with no other bizarre colors marring the uniform palette, like a slightly dirty blot of black.