Xiao Qingtian watched Shao Qingyun rush towards the flower field, the huge red flowers began to dance happily, if they had hands and feet, they must have already taken their knives and forks at this moment and were waiting to feast. www.biquge.info Xiaoqingtian reached out and lightly grabbed the fox that had turned into a prototype.

Holding the white fox tightly to his chest, Xiao Qingtian lowered his head to look at him, his snow-white fur did not have a trace of variegation, except for his eyes that were red like fire, he bared his teeth, and let out a provocative low roar in his throat.

Xiao Qingtian sighed in her heart, raised her head and scanned the entire underworld, the Huangquan Road was long but not narrow, and the wandering spirits were floating in twos and threes, and from time to time you could see someone rushing into the flower field without losing their minds. Qi Qing led the way in front of a few of them, Xu was used to seeing these things, and he had walked this road a lot. He walked evenly with his head held high, and he didn't see the depression of Shao Qingyun and the others.

Qiao Qiao kept his head down from beginning to end, surrounded by sadness and remorse, but he was not as out of control as Shao Qingyun. She has always been calm and sensible, even in the face of love. If you can stick to the end, if you can't, you will leave immediately, even if you die, you will not hesitate at all. She is so weak, but she has a heart and endurance as strong as steel, which is what Xiao Qingtian admires Qiao Qiao the most.

Xiao Qingtian turned her head to look at Wang Ze'an, who had been following her on the left since she entered Huangquan Road. was taken aback by his gaze and expression.

He stared at her with a hideous and terrifying expression.

Xiao Qingtian was a little hairy by him, and freed up a hand to hold Wang Ze'an's wrist.

His hands hung down at his waist and clenched into fists, and the green tendons on the back of his hands bulged. Xiao Qingtian stretched out her hand to cover it, and found that there was no warmth in that hand, but Qingtian was slightly shocked but did not show it at all, she raised her head and looked at Wang Ze'an, and then watched the scarlet in his eyes gradually reced, and finally closed her eyes and let her lead forward.

Holding a fox struggling and roaring to the point of losing his strength in his arms, he held Wang Ze'an who looked like a large dog in his hand. Xiao Qingtian walked all the way forward.

Everyone who walks on this road has to go through a spiritual baptism, die for their own desires, or linger forever on this road for the regrets of life. Only by thinking about his life carefully, and only by letting go of all his unwillingness and embarrassment, will he really walk to the exit of Huangquan Road. Otherwise, everything in the eyes is just an illusion.

Xiao Qingtian wondered if what she saw was an illusion or a reality all the way.

If it is true, why is she not deceived by the illusion? Is it obviously impossible to say that she has no desires, no regrets, and no unwillingness?

But is that a fantasy? When will we be able to get out of the illusion and return to the real world? or...... In fact, the real self has plunged headlong into the flower field of Manzhu Sawa and has been devoured cleanly.

Wang Ze'an was very looking forward to and excited about entering Huangquan Road. He has never been to Difu or Huangquan Road.

In myths and legends, Huangquan Road is the only entrance to the underworld, and it is a road that people must pass through after death.

Legend has it that the Manzhu Sawa flower field next to Huangquan Road is so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

Wang Ze'an followed Xiao Qingtian in.

It was too quiet in the underworld, and there was a desperate death in the air.

When he couldn't see the entrance to enter, Wang Ze'an had completely lost the excitement he had at the beginning.

Heavy footsteps rang in his ears regularly, and there was a tired wheezing, and Wang soothed his chest, feeling very depressed.

It was as if a hand was gripping his heart vigorously.

Wang Ze'an clutched his chest and bent over, raising his eyes to look around, but his eyes began to turn black until there was no light in sight, and the sound of footsteps, the wheezing of several people, and the low roar of a fox buzzed in his ears.

Finally, he couldn't help but crouch down, probably because he really couldn't keep up with the footsteps of a few of them. He just rested here for a while, just a little while...... He's sure to keep up with them soon.

Wang Ze'an sat on the ground for a while, and there was gradually light in front of him, but it was not the fire-like Manzhu Sawah, nor the black cloth-like underworld sky, nor the crescent moon that exuded a rust-like color.

Rather, it was a clear blue sky, a few white clouds drifting through the sky, and a few delicate lilac flower branches swaying in the breeze.

It turned out that he was lying in a field of flowers.

Wang Ze'an rubbed his temples and stood up, looking at the huge sea of flowers around him with annoyance, this place was full of fairy spirit.

How did he get here......

Wang Ze'an brushed away the half-human-tall flower branch in front of him and walked out with difficulty. This flower is just too much in the way. Although it is indeed very good-looking.

Huh, wait.

What is this he wearing?

A white robe, wide sleeves, and long hair on his head......

Why did he become like this after a long sleep? He was obviously on Huangquan Road.

But it's even harder to walk in a field of flowers in a robe.

Wang Ze'an frowned and pondered in place for a while. Finally decided to fly out. Let's see what this is before we make a plan.

Wang Ze'an flew to a very high place to see, but he didn't see the end of this sea of flowers, so he had to fly down resignedly, flying slowly forward at a height of three or four meters from the flower branches.

This flower is really beautiful. It's kind of good for wedding photos...... Wang Ze'an thought about it without a match.

The sea of flowers below suddenly rolled up in waves, and then a person appeared out of thin air.

"Thousand Spirits God, the Immortal Emperor asked you to go to the Emperor's Mansion. Hongying Immortal Jun has already gone. The little fairy in the lilac dress bent down and said to him.

"Got it, you go down first. "It turns out that it is useful to watch more TV series......

"Let us send you there. The little fairy said with her head still hanging down.

Before Wang Ze'an could agree, the flower branches below him suddenly jumped high, wrapping his whole body. Before Wang Ze'an could speak, he found that he had arrived outside a hall.

Above the entrance of the hall, the three big characters of "Emperor's Mansion" are magnificent and atmospheric.

Wang Ze'an felt that he had a headache when he saw this place for some reason.

If you want to explode on the spot, it's best to blow up this palace......

This thought is a bit scary, Wang Ze'an shook his head, how could he think of such a bloody thing, he is really a little perverted.

Two little fairies dressed in white stood expressionless at the door, and there was no obstacle when they saw him enter.

So Wang Ze'an walked in generously with the hem of his clothes.

The inside of the palace is more luxurious than the outside. Before Wang Ze'an could appreciate it, he heard sounds that seemed to be arguing and fighting from inside.

And it's intense.

Do you want to eavesdrop, do you want to do it? I want to......

Wang Ze'an counted the beads as big as walnuts inlaid on the wall, well, a total of forty-two, an even number.

Even numbers, that is...... Listen!

Wang Ze'an leaned close to the wall and walked over quietly with his waist bent.

“…… Get rid of the immortal book and immediately put into reincarnation. ”