The beautiful world can intoxicate any heart, but it can't confuse the will of the blue spirit. She is the god king of this world, and even during her serious injuries, no one can ignore her.

"Little One, wake up!"

Lan Ling's figure appeared in this secret realm, gently patting Any's cheek.

"Stop dreaming, it's all fake, wake up!"

As a last resort, Lan Ling's fingernails pinched a piece of flesh on his face.

Still didn't react, either of the two eyes were half-open and half-closed, and the empty eyes seemed to see the comer, but they didn't see it.

With a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, even if he is given a knife now, it is estimated that he will "smile Jiuquan" and will not frown.

"Alas...... It's really uneasy, you dare to trespass anywhere, how can there be so many pies waiting for you in this world. ”

Lan Ling grumbled.

She grabbed his arm and threw people directly into the world of tips, completely cutting off the ties of this secret realm to him.

Unable to wake up at any time, Lan Ling looked at the pink castle in front of him, his eyes were not shocked, and he exhaled a turbid breath after a long time.

"Is it the old pink woman's mansion?

This place is a bit like the butler's mansion that I saw in the ruins of the God King.

Only the fallen god kings, the virtual mansions they carry with them, will fall into reality and become real existences.

There, Lan Ling easily found the butler's spirit pill. After all, she was once her most faithful servant, and she knew her well, and she would not reject the approach of her master.

This pink old woman's mansion is different, she is an outsider who broke in, and even, because of the relationship between their owners, they used to be hostile to life and death.

Where there are opportunities, there are challenges.

The servant's spirit pill, in the recent process of repairing the damage to her body, has been worn out, and her injuries have been controlled, and there is a tendency to improve.

I was worried that the spirit pill was consumed too quickly and could not be replenished. Unexpectedly, here, I would encounter the tomb of another fallen god king.

This world is still so full of aura, otherwise, those little animals would not be nourished so spiritually.

At the same time, she couldn't help but think of the little goo that she sacrificed, the little black bird, who had lived a long time, and waited for her arrival, before she had time to express her joy, and in the end she could only ......

At that time, she said in her heart that it was not sad, it was a cute little thing, although there were more words, it was undeniable that when she saw it, she could remember a lot of past events.

However, if she wants to open the secret realm of the servant, she can only open the way with Xiao Gugu's blood donation.

All this fully shows that the spirit pill is still there, and it has not been stolen yet. And this is her chance, even if it is dangerous, she has to give it a go.

Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated, and walked onto the flower-paved avenue with her legs raised.

The flowers on it are not haphazardly laid, if you look closely, you will find that every other step, there will be an inconspicuous pink wrinkled chrysanthemum quietly open.

It was not the first time that Lan Ling had stepped into the mansion of the pink old woman, and he knew the deep meaning contained in it.

"Hmph...... It's still ninety-nine eight hundred and ten small wrinkled chrysanthemums, the vice of the pink old woman, it's really disgusting. ”

Lan Ling hummed disdainfully in his heart, and kept stepping on the little wrinkled chrysanthemum.

It was a shame that he hadn't stepped on the Avenue of Flowers at that time, otherwise, hundreds of millions of poisonous insects would have eaten him up.

This pink old woman, in fact, is not really old, on the contrary, she is young and beautiful, with a graceful posture, and she is especially good at charming, and is called the Pink Lady.

Back then, when this person saw her master, she was shocked and vowed to turn her master into a minister under her skirt, and all the heavens and the world had her public declaration that whoever dared to rob her of a man would be her public enemy.

Lan Ling is not angry, how many years has she been guarding her master, and the building near the water has not yet been obtained, why should she give it to such an unserious old woman?

On the surface, because of her master's relationship, she can accompany her in and out of the pink old woman's castle, and she is familiar with the traps inside.

Secretly, the two of them carried their masters behind their backs, and they didn't know how many times they had fought with each other, each stumbling up. After all, Lan Ling is just a gentleman, she only likes to eat, drink and have fun, and she has not worked the way to practice.

In the face of the pink old woman, the first sister in the cultivation world, how can she resist the other party's attack?

If it weren't for her master's face, she wouldn't know how many times she would have been killed by the other party.

Now, the master has fallen, and the pink old woman has also fallen, leaving her alone. The past is gone with the wind, and all kinds of love-hate entanglements in the past, when I think about it, are just a farce.

Walking under the tall city walls, I looked at the closed gates, the rivets on them still looked so new, even spotless.

Time has abandoned this place, and everything remains the same as it was when the master was alive.

The city gate is heavy, and even for a strong person like her, it is very laborious to break through the gate.

There are only two ways to enter the city, either break the gates or climb the walls.

As a regular customer, Lan Ling would not choose such a laborious path. She stretched out her slender arm and pressed it in a clockwise direction against the dense rivets of the city gate.

After waiting for a while, the city gate did not move, and when Lan Ling couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking that he had done something wrong, the closed gate finally opened.

"Hmph...... Startle me, old woman, you don't know how to lift the taboo when you're dead, you're broken! I'd like to see what you died?"

Lan Ling stepped in with his feet raised, and behind him, the tall city gate, as if someone was pulling it, automatically closed.

Glancing up at the outside, she continued to walk forward without hesitation. The streets in the castle are clean and flat, the marble is shining pink, no one knows why this castle emits such a strange color, only that the castle owner is a woman who loves beauty and likes fantastic colors, so it is artificially added.

Only those who are familiar with it will know that this woman is actually a rare formation mage, and all the so-called beautiful scenery is just made of formations.

Even though she has fallen, this formation is still not broken, and I don't know how she managed to do it?

Lan Ling didn't know much about the formation, she didn't know where to start, and she didn't need to start, she just needed to find the place where the woman's bones were buried.

Thinking of this, she walked onto the pink street, where the floor tiles were paved and there was still a doorway inside.

In the odd order of one, three, five, she slowly moved forward. While passing a small house, there is a rotten stone brick that reveals a deep black hole.