As the sky approaches dusk, the white bits on the reeds by the lake are dyed into a faint gold, and when the wind blows, the sparkling surface of the lake brings a little coolness. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, this slight coolness did not blow away the impetuousness in the girl's heart.

Unable to feel the passage of time here, and unable to use spiritual power, Liluo tried to turn her back from the front of the lake, trying to find the place where the flying sword sent her, but she couldn't find the entrance at all.

There are only lakes here.

When he walked to the legs slightly weak, he looked at the endless white mist in the distance, and looked back at the bright color with complicated eyes, sighed and affirmed in his heart, and took resigned steps to catch up slowly.

Sitting casually by the lake, tugging at the reeds, looking up at the sky lazily and unconsciously, his eyebrows sometimes soothing and sometimes frowning.

The taste of quiet solitude did make her feel comfortable, but this unknown never made her feel at ease.

Aside from her efforts to probe around, just sitting here has been a long time. Liluo found that although the scenery here was a little simple, it was unexpectedly similar to the huge cave jungle that she and her brother had discovered.

It's as if the sunlight in the sky has never changed, as if everything is still......

Will this be the end? Liluo pursed his lips, pulled a reed beside him, held the stem, and casually swept the calm lake with white floc.

Squinting, looking at the water that was slightly untouched by her movements, the girl's delicate eyes carried a trace of comfort that she hadn't noticed.

Perhaps this is the benefit of understanding the rules.

She learned Lu Fan's mentality and tried to relax her mind. Considering the white fog that made up the various passages they had seen before, they would probably meet here when everyone had chosen the right way out.

However, when she stared at the surface of the lake with divergent eyes, and once again reached out without looking, reached to the side, and felt an emptiness, she noticed that a clump of reeds here had actually made her pull clean.

It does seem that a long time has passed.

Such a thought resurfaced, Liluo stood up straight, looked at the unchanged sky, and decided not to wait any longer,

After all, the idea of this place was only her guess. If this isn't the end, but something else she needs to crack......

Liluo's face was tense, and his expression was still a little serious.

She tried very hard to see if there was anything unusual around her, and even at the same time, she remained absolutely conscious, as if there was another pair of eyes in her mind, carefully filtering her every thought and thought.

She was a little helpless, and since she entered Qingshan, she could feel that everywhere she went, it was quite passive. Originally, she thought that the empty town and the cave path were at a loss, but she didn't expect that when she arrived here, she didn't have any idea at all.

There were no almost intuitive thoughts that suddenly rose in her mind, and there was no sudden threat of exposure for her to think, it was too quiet and too empty, like an ordinary place—and yet that was what made her feel uneasy.

The mist gradually came, and the cold and dampness in it made Liluo unconsciously rub her cold cheeks, she cleared her throat and frowned, a little uncomfortable with this direct smell of the damp air.

Just as she was holding her breath, ready to take a step back and avoid it a little, she noticed in amazement that the mist was coming from a distance.

It's so far away......

But little by little, the erosion is approaching.

She looked carefully at the surface of the lake that had been obscured by the mist, and as you could imagine, it was different from the fog she had seen on the flying sword before, they were thick and abundant, encircling from afar, slowly shrinking the clear circle until the mist filled the entire space, and she couldn't see the scene behind it through them.

When the visual distance was not even reached, Liluo relied on her previous memory, cautiously took a few steps to the side, and touched the familiar plush white floc, she hurriedly hid behind these dense reeds.

Unable to use her aura, the sudden rush of white and thick mist made her feel uneasy, and her perception of her five senses was greatly reduced, and she was not sure if there would be danger here, especially the possibility that she could not be aware of it but could be detected by the other party.

Squatting and clutching at the reeds, the rare thick fog made her unable to see. When he was listening with bated breath, suddenly, he stumbled, his body involuntarily leaned forward, and he quickly supported the ground with his hands and fixed his figure.

She hadn't forgotten that not far ahead was the lake of unknown depth.

The soft earth made her palms sink slightly, and she lowered her head, and although she could still feel the delicate skin on her hands and the slight wetness and softness of the sides of her fingers through the mist.

A gentle shaking came from the hand.

Leaving her originally straight back, she was stunned, and when she felt that the slight tremor had not disappeared, and came from her hand with her arm, her face was serious, and she quickly adjusted her posture.

She didn't feel wrong, it was the ground shaking.

There was a faint sound in the thick fog in the distance, but she didn't really hear it, she felt like someone was shouting, but the caution and vigilance in her heart did not make her speak rashly, and when she listened carefully, there was no sound.

The growing tremors, and the dirt that covered the shoes little by little because of the shaking, gave Liluo no time to think about sounds that bordered on illusion. She leaned back slightly, biting her lip and pressing her hands tightly to the ground.

I don't know where the tremor on the ground comes from, but the originally flat ground is gradually showing the appearance of a landslide forward, which is enough to show that danger is coming.

The lake is right in front of it.

Even though there was a thick fog obscuring her, she was even more tense in her mind, reminding herself again.

Liluo really wanted to move his position and move to the back. But as the shaking intensified, it was not easy to maintain such a posture on these soft and easily sinking soils, let alone anything else.

One hand was already propped up in the dirt, and the other hand was unconsciously exploring the side, hoping to touch something that could be fixed. And at this moment, the unusually abrupt, undisturbing tremor that had been going on suddenly disappeared.

Feeling that the dirt and stones did not jump to the back of her hand because of the trembling, she immediately pulled out the small half of her legs and a hand that were deep in the soil, and moved backwards by feeling, until she stepped on a cluster of plants again, and almost fell, she was a little relieved and stopped.

Before she could calm her breathing, the next second, a familiar low roar made her completely stunned. (To be continued.) )