was thrown to the ground by the path, Shui Ling'er couldn't open his eyes, and only felt that everything that was still in his mind and had not been thrown out was spinning at extreme speed. If he hadn't desperately resisted a breath of true qi to protect his heart, he would have vomited like last time.

He just closed his eyes and lay down, waiting for the boredom in his chest to calm down.

After lying down for a few seconds, he began to feel that his body was soft and soft, as if it was covered with thick soil. From time to time, a warm breeze blows on his face, and in his nose, he can smell the faint fragrance of flowers.

"This fragrance, so raw and elegant, does it come from pear blossoms?" Intoxicated by this elegant fragrance, his mind quickly calmed down.

Immediately afterward, he felt an itch on his face, as if something soft kept falling on his face. He couldn't help but reach out and scratch it, but what he grabbed was a small handful of soft powder.

He was startled, hurriedly resisted the sunlight, half-squinted his eyes, and saw that in the palm of his hand, there were really a few white pear petals.

"Is it really a pear blossom?"

His heart was shocked, he opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the ground with a "Huo" ground, stunned by the strange scene in front of him.

Pear blossom tree, pear petals, pear blossom rain, pear blossom fragrance...... This is the sea of pear blossoms, the land of pear blossoms. Above, underground, and not far away, the roofs of several huts looming among the trees were all covered with pear blossoms, and he subconsciously repeated the same question: "Where am I?" ”

He was stunned for a while by this overwhelming pear blossom, and then he suddenly remembered that he didn't come in alone, where is that Mr. Yufeng now? He marveled at the pear blossom wonder, and suddenly forgot about the man.

"Mr. Feather-Wind—"

He shouted, and hurriedly turned back, and saw the Son of Heaven, lying motionless among the flowers, like a dead man.

"Sir—" He was in a hurry, and flew up, ran over and helped him up, and probed under his nose again, and saw that he was breathing normally, and then he was relieved.

But when he held his shoulders, Shui Ling'er felt that his body was as hot as fire, and the temperature was so high that it almost seemed to be burning.

This frightened him again, thinking that even if a person had a high fever, it would not be possible to burn so hot!

At this time, the Son of Desolation regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw the pear blossom above his head, he showed a sad smile, ignoring his weakness, and muttered, "I...... I am back...... I can't imagine that I will be able to see each other again in this life...... The pear blossom pass I built for her...... Our Ewha Pass ......"

"Ewha Blossom Ao? This place is the pear blossom col mentioned by Mr. in the dragon tooth mirror? That's a beautiful name! ”

Shui Ling'er held Yu Feng, heard his touching words, and began to look around again, admiring the beauty of this pear blossom, but all the while, he suspected that he was in a dream.

"Bell," the caracal called to him, pulling him back from his dreamy feelings.

"Yes, Mr. Featherwind!" He quickly replied.

"Ling'er, not far from here, there is a small bamboo hut in front, you hurry, quickly help me over, put it in the house, on the jade bed, I need to retreat, retreat and practice qi!"

Seeing that his aura was gradually declining, Shui Ling'er dared to delay, so he hurriedly picked him up and walked forward as he instructed.

Sure enough, they didn't go far, and the bamboo house that Yufeng said appeared in front of the two of them.

Pushing open the door, Shui Ling'er saw a large jade bed with bamboo as the bed frame next to the wall. (To be continued.) )