The road at the bottom of the mountain stream was narrow at first, but after walking for about a mile, the view and the road gradually widened.

But along the way, except for the gravel and steep mountain walls, Ye Lingyue didn't find any traces of anyone or spirit beasts having lived.

Just when Ye Lingyue thought that this was a barren stream.

Suddenly, a swift gust of mountain peaks blew in front of me.

A strange scene happened, countless leaves came like a blizzard, Ye Lingyue squinted her eyes and reached out to grab a leaf.

It was a purple leaf, the kind of leaf that had not been seen anywhere else on the continent.

It looks like it's a sycamore leaf, but its color is pure purple.

The wind was light, Ye Lingyue looked forward, her pupils shrank sharply, and she felt like she was suffocating.

It's beautiful......

At the end of the mountain stream, there is a tree.

A purple-leaved sycamore that has grown for an unknown number of years, its vigorous and powerful golden stems, towering into the clouds, enough for more than a dozen people to embrace.

The canopy of the tree was covered with purple leaves, like an endless purple cloud, suddenly floating down from the sky.

The ground is also full of purple sycamore leaves.

When I stepped on it, there was no sound, and I don't know how many years the sycamore leaves here had piled up.

This sudden appearance of the tree brought Ye Lingyue a moment of amazement, and she had a feeling that she had traveled through time and space and arrived in the fairyland.

Her brain seemed to have been hit by something all of a sudden, and this place made her feel a sense of familiarity, as if she had seen it somewhere in the middle of the night.

The mysterious purple night sycamore, the bottomless mountain stream, the lonely moon sea, there is such a place outside the world.

Underneath the leaves, Ye Lingyue saw a bell.

That Ding was very tall, half a head taller than Ye Lingyue's size.

Under the tripod, there is no firewood, the whole tripod is quiet, and it looks like an abandoned tripod.

Ye Lingyue's female sword, Jiulong Yin, was quietly inserted next to the tripod, like a loyal guard, guarding the tripod.

"The guy who doesn't have long eyes dares to abandon his master and run around on his own. ”

Ye Lingyue stepped forward in disgust and pulled out the female sword Nine Dragons Yin.

Here, it is already the end of the mountain stream.

Does it mean that there are people here, and there will be people in the future?

Ye Lingyue searched around, except for the way she came, the way to get out of here, there was only one way left for the Imperial Weapon to fly.

It's just that the gravity of this mountain stream is abnormal, and Ye Lingyue tried it a few times before giving up, because Jiulong Yin couldn't fly normally at all.

"You can't give up, look for it again, maybe there's some secret passage hidden somewhere. ”

Ye Lingyue's gaze fell on the towering purple-leaved sycamore, thinking about whether to climb up and take a look.

If there is really no other way, she can only try desperately to see if she can climb the mountain stream.

But just as Ye Lingyue was thinking about how to climb the tree, she suddenly felt that the ding, which had been stationary, seemed to move.

His gaze quickly moved to Ding, and Ye Lingyue took a few steps closer.

The ear was attached to the ding, and there seemed to be some sound in the ding, like a lot of small insects crawling.

There's something in this ding.

Ye Lingyue thought about it and decided to open this mouth to take a look.

Because of the gravity of the mountain stream, she exerted some strength, and with a brace of her hands, the person had already jumped awkwardly on the tripod.

Condescendingly, Ye Lingyue saw the whole picture of this big tripod clearly.

Its volume was at least five or six times larger than Ye Lingyue's Qianding, and its whole body exuded a simple bronze color.

The pattern of the tripod is somewhat strange, it seems to be several animals, there are birds, tigers, dragons and turtles, and it seems that the age is very old.

I don't know what material the tripod is made of, it is very heavy, Ye Lingyue tried to push the tripod cover with her hands, and she used her strength to eat milk, but she couldn't push it away for half a minute.

"I don't believe I can't open you. ”

Ye Lingyue thought about it, the power of heaven and earth in her body erupted, and she used her strength to pry the lid with Nine Dragons.

After Jiulong Yin fused the power of heaven and earth, the sword light flashed, and the moment it touched the dinglid, Ye Lingyue didn't even use his strength.

Underneath her, the canopy, which was originally as immovable as a clay sculpture, was like a volcanic eruption.

With a "poof", Ding Gai flew up.

At the moment when the dinggai flew up, the ding's body shook, as if a small-scale earthquake had suddenly occurred.

Inside the ding, a puff of smoke came out.

"Truly, there is a taste of people, eat her. ”

"Take her body and we'll see the light of day again. ”

I saw a large number of souls of demon beasts with various bull heads and horse faces, snake bodies and fox tails, drilled out, they were hideous, spit out scarlet tongues, and flew towards Ye Lingyue.

Just when a large number of those demon souls and demons appeared, suddenly, the four animals carved on Ding's body flashed sharply in their eyes at that time, and they came to life.

At the same time, a black fire came out.

As soon as the black fire came out, the demon souls and demons that came out of the ding howled, and the green smoke was actually sucked back by the ding.

The canopy that originally flew into the air fell from the sky, snapped, and covered it back.

Ye Lingyue was stunned, and suddenly felt that there was a strong hand on her waist, and the person had been hugged by her waist.

A refreshing aroma wafted in, a mixture of sycamore leaves and the smell of sunshine, which was very good.

"Misunderstanding, I just accidentally opened your lid. ”

Ye Lingyue already knew that the owner of this tripod had returned.

She was about to explain, but she met a pair of faint eyes.

Violet eyes, like ice and fire, shiny and crystalline, slender eyes, long and dense eyelashes, that is a stunning beautiful man who can only be carved out of magic axes.

Such a person, even if he has a bad memory, as long as he sees it once, it is unforgettable.

Not to mention, Ye Lingyue, who has always had a good memory.

The purple-eyed man, with his head down and his eyebrows slightly furrowed, was also looking at the little woman in his arms.

Her small mouth opened wide at the moment, as if she could stuff a fist, because after two years of smelting hall chores, her complexion was not as fair as before, but it did not look black, but it was like beeswax condensation, with delicate facial features, making her whole person look a little more healthy and lively.

"Purple Hall!"

The shock when she saw Zitangsu made Ye Lingyue even forget that she was still being held in her arms by someone in an extremely ambiguous posture at this moment.

She didn't even notice that the moment she raised her head, the man's eyes, which had always been unwavering, made waves in an instant, and he held her hand, and unconsciously clenched a little.

It was her, the person he had been looking for for so long and had been waiting for, and it was her.

He also thought that he would never have a chance to wait for her again.

Ye Lingyue, welcome to Dugutian.