Leng Jia had a hard time staying calm. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The floor-to-ceiling windows behind Wen Qianyi disappeared, replaced by several towering dragon pillars, which required at least a few adult men to hug. Through the interval of the dragon pillars, where is it still a modern city, but a boundless lofty mountains!

Looking around left and right, the golden tiles flicker, the jade carving condenses the fat, and the clouds and mist are inhaled into the mouth and nose, full of refreshing fragrance.

It is a high platform shrouded in mist, with no carvings other than dragon pillars. A wide jade path leads to the strange and magnificent majestic palace, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth.

She subconsciously took a few steps back, and through her high heels, she could sense the warmth under her feet, which seemed to be the temperature of a jade slab, and suddenly, her waist hit a cold stone, and when she turned around, it was a bluestone fence.

Leng Jia glanced out of the fence and couldn't help but feel dizzy.

She couldn't see the ground, and she stood on the edge of this high platform as if she were on the edge of an abyss, and if she fell, she would definitely be crushed.

The wind howled like a wail.

"Real-World ......"

Leng Jia's body was weak, and she could only stay standing by holding on to the railing. His chest fell together, panting rapidly, and his whole body was cold. It's the real world she can see, hear, touch, and smell......

Hallucinations are definitely not up to this level.

She looked at Wen Qianyi, the feeling that this man brought her was the same as the abyss behind her, bottomless, waiting for people to eat, unable to find out what kind of great horror lurked under the clouds!

Leng Jia picked up her phone tremblingly, and the "no signal" displayed on the screen confirmed her conjecture, this was no longer Fengjing, but some unknown fantasy world.

In the sea of clouds, the mountains are majestic, and the Qionglou Yuyu ...... Immortal Mansion.

With her basic knowledge, she could see at a glance the irregularities of those stately palaces, how could there be a huge building in the world that could float in the clouds with just a few chains?

Leng Jiaqiang held his composure and shouted to Wen Qianyi: "Where is this!" What did you just do again! ”

Wen Qian also shook his head and said, "If it is up to me to take my life, I can plant golden lotus in the fire." Do you know what the number of fates is? ”

"Trick up!" Leng Jia clenched his fists, "You keep talking about fate, in this world, who can really control your fate?" I...... I don't believe in your tricks! ”

Wen Qian also raised his palm, his movements were soothing, like a crane, like an ape, he had his own wonder, and his fingers were lightly brushed, like a dragonfly dotting the water, and a wild goose passing through the clouds.

Leng Jia couldn't see through it, but her intuition told her that there was a big opportunity in it. However, this strange thought clashed with her reason, making her throat feel like a lump of blood, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Before she could speak, she suddenly noticed a strange power coming from her hand, which made her involuntarily let go of her hand, and the phone flew out of her palm and in front of Wen Qianyi.

Wen Qian also said with a smile: "Whoever gets rid of the number of lives will be able to communicate inside and outside, not hindered by external objects, and not confused by demons." Now I ask you, what is it that makes man happy? ”

Leng Jia's mind was in a mess, and she couldn't tell what kind of situation she was in at this time. She was a little late: "Ordinary people are nothing more than for money, isn't your Star Spirit Group like this?" You haven't answered me, what, where the hell is this? Why did I come here all of a sudden? ”

"You're deceiving yourself by saying that." Wen Qian also waved his hand, and a round mirror appeared in mid-air.

Leng Jia saw her figure from the round mirror, the screen showed the scene in the Xingling Building, she was looking at her phone, and the screen was refreshed like flowing water with jaw-dropping numbers.

Eventually, it was stuck on a ten-digit total of numbers, measured in yuan.

"You know exactly what that number represents." Wen Qian also looked at Leng Jia and chuckled, "But I don't see joy in your eyes, but fear." ”

Leng Jia retorted with difficulty: "Who knows if this money is real or fake, and whether it is clean or not!" ”

So, it becomes a burden on the human body again. You have taken it as your destiny in vain, and you have tried to get it in vain, but you do not deserve it. You think I need it, but it's actually for me...... Just a trivial string of figures, symbols, and symbols. ”

Wen Qian also shook his head: "Without money, what precious price can you come up with?" Is it a promise? Or appreciation? Or your own ...... Life? ”

"You're stealing concepts." Leng Jia gradually realized that the man in front of him was becoming more and more unfamiliar.

He doesn't seem to be lying...... The wealth that countless people are frantically pursuing is no different from dust to him, and this kind of thing that makes the devil fall cannot find any place in his heart.

Leng Jia was a little creepy.

Anyone has human desires, but what she sees is a mysterious and powerful person who occupies the top of society but has no claim for wealth, cannot be tempted, cannot be defeated...... So, what are his desires?

It was precisely because Wen Qian did not show his desire for wealth that Leng Jia felt a strong chill from the depths of his bone marrow.

She is accustomed to measuring it with money, comparing it with status, and the modern society born on the basis of capital will never be separated from the omnipotent thing of money, but she finally finds that there is an abnormality in this well-functioning world.

"Look!"

Wen Qian also turned around and looked at the mountains.

The palace loomed in the mist.

Without any pretense, he showed his true emotions to another person, a proud woman, for the first time.

"That's it...... Qionghua Wonderland. ”

From one side of the sky, which is also the westernmost part, a little starlight gradually appeared, and the light became more and more abundant, bursting out with a strong brilliance that covered the sky and the sun, and galloped in the direction of the high platform!

"The sky, the sky has been torn apart!?" Leng Jia stared at the scene in front of him.

The dazzling golden light pierced the sky, sharply splitting the deep blue in two, like the tide of the sea receding to both sides, revealing the wonders of the sky beyond the sky.

The high platform shook violently, Leng Jia grabbed the bluestone guardrail to stand firmly, and she was shocked to find that the solemn palace was rapidly distancing itself from the high platform, but after a few breaths, it became a bird's eye view the size of a palm.

The air was getting thinner, and everything around her was falling...... No, it's the high platform you're standing on that is rising!

Looking up, she saw an indescribable darkness, a view beyond the sky—the darkness was getting closer, and the light around her was becoming more and more invisible.

Leng Jia shouted anxiously: "What happened! When darkness was coming, she subconsciously closed her eyes.

Wen Qian still raised his head quietly and stared at the sky.

The high platform was then shrouded in darkness, and the next moment the light was lit up again!

"Jingle bell—"

An unknown bell rang, and she slowly opened her eyes through a slit to find herself standing in a noisy street, surrounded by men and women in white robes.

The old man smiled gently, and the child played indulgently and spoke an unfamiliar language.

Leng Jia was stunned in place, she saw Wen Qianyi standing not far in front of her, in this strange environment, she only knew Wen Qianyi, and ...... She knew very well that everything she was in was inseparable from this mysterious man.

She hurriedly rushed over, trying to grab Wen Qianyi's arm, and the next second-

A sharp cracking sound sounded, and a bang came from the left front, and a building collapsed in the black ash of the explosion!

Immediately after that, countless similar sounds came from the sky, and Leng Jia immediately reacted in his mind.

"Air raid bombing!"

Before she could react, a demonic cannonball descended on her, tearing the old man, the child, and her to shreds. The next second, darkness descended, and it was replaced by another strange place.

Explosions, shootings, dying children, raging flames......

Wen Qianyi's voice sounded faintly: "Look, this is the magic of money, the sin of capital." Humans are still at war over this kind of thing, fighting each other. ”

Leng Jia closed her eyes, she didn't know what would happen next.

After standing for a long time, there was silence all around.

She slowly opened her eyes and found herself standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, the glass reflecting the inside of the office......

"I ...... Coming back? ”

(To be continued.) )