The holy light was shining, soft and crystalline, covering the entire black bamboo house, and even seeping out through the cracks between the black bamboos. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

From afar, it looks like hope born from the abyss of hell.

Black bamboo house, beams splashing.

Yang Zhi, who was looking for the way back with his heart, noticed the movement of the black bamboo house, and turned his head to look, and his dark eyes reflected snow-colored light.

The brilliance of the light was like pure ice and snow in the late winter, separated by a river, separated by thousands of corpses, Yang Zhi suddenly felt extremely comfortable, and his soul seemed to have been washed.

In the black bamboo house, in the gentle light, Qingge saw that a wisp of white light exploded, and smoke swung out of it like water ripples, and in the upper air in front of Qingge, it condensed and fused, forming eyebrows, eyes, and facial features-

Snow-white gauze clothes, delicate faces, born with amazing bones, like flowers and jade, what is a demon, this is, there is no smoke and dust on the body, clean and holy people can't bear to blaspheme.

The man had white hair, silver eyes, a dark blue water bead on his full forehead, lean and slender, tall and tall, slender legs, dotted lips, willow eyebrows, bright eyes and bright teeth, ice clear and jade, legs and bare feet, and two gold rings hung on his white ankles.

It's hard to distinguish between male and female –

He walked up to Qingge barefoot, stretched out his hand, gently held Qingge's face, and suddenly leaned over, and a kiss fell on his forehead like a dragonfly.

The long wind was blowing, and the same snow-white hair was raised in the air, intertwined with ancient dreams.

"Thank you, human."

A clear and pleasant voice, noble and indifferent.

Qingge took a step back, his expression detached, and looked at him coldly, "It's just a matter of taking what you need, no need to say thank you." ”

"The Shadow of the Shadow is disappearing, get out quickly." Nightmare said suddenly.

Qingge's eyes lit up, he glanced at the person in front of him, then stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist, stepped on the Blood Demon Flower, and swept out.

The black bamboo gate was heavily lit, and the red light released by the Xuan Ying Cover gradually disappeared, and the arched red bridge built on the long river seemed to follow the pace of Qingge, following closely behind Qingge, and disappeared quickly.

On the other side of the river, Qingge looked back, and a red light flickered, disappearing into the rotten wind.

Seeing this, Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately rushed out in time, this time he visited the black bamboo house at night, and the harvest was huge.

"Little Master......

Yang Zhi stood dumbfounded, looked at Qingge, and looked at the person next to Qingge curiously, extremely puzzled, the little master is really magical, just went in for a while, and brought someone out?

Qingge followed Yang Zhi's line of sight, looked at the white-haired and silver-eyed man, and looked at his chest involuntarily......

Man?

Woman?

Qingge was a little embarrassed.

"Girl, my mission is to protect Penglai Wonderland for life, and this is also my belief, whether it is a man or a woman, there is no difference." It's that beautiful voice again, like the sound of long music rising in the wind.

Qingge pursed her lips and looked at him.

In her impression, only aventurine cod can be called clean, but too often, aventurine cod is too melancholy, and the person in front of her is like a snowstorm, as if where it is, there is dawn and hope.

"Penglai Wonderland? Is it the space we're in? Qingge was surprised and asked.

He nodded very softly, "Exactly." ”

Qingge turned his eyes to look around, the air was flowing with a fishy smell, the pitch-black color was like a tomb, the long river that should have been clear was full of demonic beasts and human corpses, white bones, and homeless ghosts and ghosts everywhere.

Where, there is still a little fairy spirit?

He also looked around, his silver-white eyes, as far as he could see, were all black, he looked at the corpse in the river, and looked sad, "It seems that it can't be called a fairyland anymore." ”

"What about the people who are supposed to live here?" Yang Zhi suddenly interjected and asked.

At the mention of this, he chuckled lightly and said, "Perhaps, it's all dead, it's me who is incompetent and can't protect Penglai." ”

Yang Zhi was dumbfounded.

"What's your name?" Qingge asked.

Hearing this, he frowned, and when he said that, his two frowns seemed to be sprinkled with snow, and they were also a little silvery.

After a long time, he said with some annoyance: "I've been alone for too long, and I've forgotten my name." ”

Qingge was stunned, how long had she been lonely before she could forget her name.

"Let's go, I'll take you out." He said.

Qingge took out the topographic map that Shicai found in the black bamboo house from the space bag, opened it, pointed to one of the red dots, and said, "Can you go to this place?" ”

She came from Xuanyue Pass, and she must return to Xuanyue Pass, if this person sends her to a place where birds don't, it will really be speechless and choking.

He looked in the direction that Qingge was pointing, and then said, "Yes." ”

Receiving an affirmative answer, Qingge breathed a sigh of relief and put away the topographic map.

Qingge and Yang Zhi followed behind him, walking along the long river, constantly moving forward.

Suddenly, he stopped, squatted down, looked at the various corpses and bones in the long river, and suddenly stretched out his hand, slender as jade, and his slender palm was fished out of the dirty river.

When he took it back again, his hand, which should have been white and flawless, was stained with a black liquid, and the surface was still a dull scarlet.

"The fairy river is already so dirty."

The voice is very plain and gentle, unexciting, as if there are no ups and downs, but Qingge heard the helpless pathos under the voice.

He closed his eyes, his five fingers were close to each other, his palms were downward, against the surface of the river, and in his palms, a holy and soft light was released, and a circle of holy light rippled like him, spreading outward with him as the center.

Qingge saw that where the holy light passed, the white bones had returned to their original appearance, and it was a snow-white and cunning fox, a dark green and fierce blue wolf, a simple woman, and a beautiful girl......

These are all the appearance of corpses and bones when they are still alive.

It's just that when he reached a certain distance, the circle of holy light radiating from his palm stopped moving forward, and even shrank wildly, until the last bit of light disappeared into his crystalline fingertips.

Hey—

He sighed lightly, "Sure enough, how can the fairyland that has been stained by sin be restored?" What about the recovery as before, it is no longer the original Penglai. ”

After the light was gone, it was a dark river again, with dark red blood, corpses, bones, and all the filth floating on the surface.

He stood up and silently walked forward with Qingge and Yang Zhi.

The smell of moisture wafting from the river makes people feel cold.

Qingge looked at the snow-white figure in front of him, quite in a trance.

His whiteness and holiness contrasted with the squalor that surrounds him.

"Penglai Wonderland......" whispered softly.

She seems to be able to feel how beautiful the original Penglai Wonderland is, without fighting with the world, but now, it is like the end of the world, all of which are discouraged, disgraced, desperate and lonely.