Ouyang Qing was lying on the "land" and coughing dryly, and there was a Xuantie heavy sword beside him that had just saved his life.

The Xuantie Heavy Sword was originally the sword of the Heavenly Slashing Immortal Old Man, which was quite spiritual, if it weren't for the Xuantie Heavy Sword sensing that the master was in trouble this time, Ouyang Qing still didn't know how he should get out of danger. He withdrew the Xuantie heavy sword back into his body, and suddenly heard the sound of the sea lapping on the shore, so he immediately turned his head to look, only to see the vast sea as far as the eye could see, and the starlight reflected on the ocean, like the Milky Way.

"I can't imagine that the other side of the small lake is actually the ocean!"

Ouyang Qing stood up with emotion, and suddenly his feet moved, and he realized that he was not on a piece of land at all, but standing in a huge sea shell. There are lush forests and bamboos in the shells, and there are palaces with heavy carved railings. In a trance, I felt that this sea shell was like an isolated island, surrounded by the vast sea, and it was the only one floating in the center.

"I don't know if there are people living in it......"

Ouyang Qing looked up at the palace with red tiles and green columns, flowing water, quite poetic. There is a plaque hanging on the palace, inlaid with gold and jade, the pen is strong like the towering Mount Tai, the book "death and life are broad" four big characters, it seems novel and extraordinary, the people who want to come and live here must not be idle people. But who would live in the shells of the sea?

He didn't think much of it, and walked towards the palace.

Along the way, there were open flames burning in the palace lamps, as if there were people. But Ouyang Qing shouted a few times, only the sea breeze answered, and it seemed like no one. Ouyang Qing stood on the corridor, with the north attic on the left and the south attic on the right, he didn't know where he should go, so he simply chose the north attic and walked.

Ouyang Qing pushed open the door all the way to see if there was anyone, and saw that the window was bright and clean, obviously someone took care of it regularly, so he was sure that someone must be guarding here, but he didn't know how many doors he had pushed open, and he never saw a person.

"Impossible!"

He muttered in pieces, pushed away the "Hall of Affection" in his hand, and a faint fragrance instantly enveloped Ouyang Qing's body and mind. He couldn't help but be stunned, and stood stiffly outside the hall for a long time, looking at the peach-colored curtain flying in front of him, his heart suddenly pounded, as if he sensed something.

"In Xia Ouyang Qing, may I ask if there is anyone in the hall?"

The empty hall echoed with Ouyang Qing's voice for a long time, and it was extremely lonely.

"Ouyang Qing broke into your palace by mistake, it is really helpless, and I hope that the master will come forward to see it and apologize in person!"

Apologize in person, apologize in person......

The echo is faint, as if it has been around the beam for three days.

Ouyang Qing was sure that there was no one inside, and just as he was about to turn to leave, his heart suddenly twitched violently, and the pain was so painful that he quickly held on to the door frame so that he didn't fall down. Don't you want to let yourself go? Who, who is in it?

Ouyang Qing immediately looked back, the curtain fluttered, dancing lightly with the wind, like a fairy queen.

"I beg your pardon for taking the liberty of interrupting you!"

Ouyang Qing bowed his head and saluted, and then raised his foot and crossed the threshold. The lacquer door of the Hall of Mercy closed behind him with a bang, and Ouyang Qing looked back at the closed lacquer door, only to smell the tempting fragrance and leave.

The windows in the hall are still bright and clean, and the starlight is sprinkled with faint silver light, and the mottled light image is as bright and beautiful as pearls. Bypassing the layers of flying curtains, there is a boudoir embroidered door. A curtain of seven-colored spring seashells hangs on the door, and when the wind moves, it makes a crisp sound.

He raised his hand and opened the seven-colored seashells from the middle of the curtain, and in front of him was a large shell engraved with two mermaids, which seemed to be a screen. The more Ouyang Qing walked in, the faster his heartbeat became, and he seemed to be able to catch the faint sound of breathing. Then there must be someone in this, there must be someone!

Ouyang Qing became more and more excited, and his steps quickened, but after he took a few steps, he suddenly stopped. Her eyes stared incredulously at the sleeping woman in front of her who was lying in a small shell, wearing only a light white gown with a navy-blue quilt covering her body. There were many conchs, shells, and corals around her, and she just slept quietly, with a ruddy face and fair skin, like the mysterious and beautiful mermaid in the legend.

"No...... How so? Ah Li...... Ah Li......"

Ouyang Qing's feet rushed forward without stopping, hugging Ling Ye in the shell, and calling her name non-stop. But Ling Ye was like a sleeper, her eyes tightly closed, the corners of her mouth smiling, immersed in her own sweet dreams.

"You're fine, you're fine! Ah Li, wake up! I'm coming for you......"

Ouyang Qing hugged the soft Ling Ye tightly, his face was full of tears, but Ling Ye was still unconscious, just leaned back his head and leaned on Ouyang Qing's arm, and his arms were also hanging softly on his sides, as if he had been pulled out of his bones, more like he was pinched out by a skilled worker with Mianyun.

"Ah Li, what's wrong with you?"

Ouyang Qing let her snuggle in her arms, warm her body with her own temperature, and caressed Ling Ye's face with both hands. He looked around and couldn't see anything that could revive Ling Ye. There is no sign of a spell cast here, but who is it who stays here all night?

He didn't have time to think deeply about these questions, and he was bent on waking up Ling Ye.

He kissed Ling Ye's red lips with tears in his eyes, but Ling Ye didn't respond. He kissed the tip of Ling Ye's nose, eyelids, and forehead, but he still couldn't wake Ling Ye. Ouyang Qing began to panic, hugged Ling Ye tightly and said, "Ah Li, tell me, how can I wake you up!" Please, tell me...... Ah Li......"

Ouyang Qing burst into tears, and also moistened Ling Ye's cheeks. He raised his hand to carefully wipe the tears on his face for Ling Ye, and when his hand touched Ling Ye's face, suddenly, he felt that Ling Ye seemed to have something in his mouth. Her cheeks were stiff, like a ball.

He tried to pull away Ling Ye's red lips, but he couldn't pull them at all, and he didn't dare to use force. After thinking about it, he kissed Ling Ye affectionately and lingeringly again. Ouyang Qing tried it a few times with the tip of her tongue, then pried open Ling Ye's teeth, and sure enough, she felt that she was holding something that should be a pearl in her mouth.

Ouyang Qing took the pearl in his mouth and let go of Ling Ye's fragrant lips.

It seemed that in an instant, Ouyang Qing felt that the sky was dark and lightheaded, and he didn't even have the strength to support Ling Ye's body. Listening to the two bells, Ouyang Qing and Ling Ye fell on the small shell one after the other.

Ouyang Qing realized that it was this pearl that was doing the trick, so he quickly spit it out. The blood-red pearl rolled towards Ling Ye's ankle with a grunt, and after a flash of red light, it lost all its luster and turned into something like a small copper ball. Ouyang Qing coughed dryly, and gradually felt that he had some strength in his body, and was about to raise his eyes to look, but saw a pair of hands as white as jade gently, like clouds, gently resting on the back of his hand.

Ouyang Qing immediately raised his eyes, hugged Ling Ye in surprise, and said with a smile: "You're awake!" Ah Li, you're awake! ”

Ling Ye opened his eyes half-open, smiled weakly, and said shallowly, "Let it go...... Heart......"

"Good!"

Ouyang Qing burst into tears with excitement, hugged Ling Ye tightly, and sat straight until dawn.