Today is the second day of the deadline promised by Su Mei, and during this period, Nuyi will go to the mortal world to visit Qing Zhan for half a day. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info was silent every time she came back, and she still didn't get the results she wanted.

Qinghua Ru Xiantai saved the self-harm consequences of Nuyi, and Nuyi Xianjun never knew. Otherwise, she wouldn't agree with Qinghua doing this. Xuan Ling looked at Nuyi's sad appearance, and couldn't bear to tell the cause and effect.

Xuan Ling once secretly asked like Master, what is the possibility of Qinghua returning intact. Su Mei groaned slightly and gave her an answer: less than fifty percent.

Xuan Ling's heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

In the evening of the next day, Qinghua didn't inform the others too much, only said a word to Su Meiyi, and then left the Floating Dust Palace.

Su Mei thought that Qinghua's visit to the Xuxiantai Void World this time would go well, and the child Xuanling didn't appear, so it stands to reason that even if he didn't speak, he would have to see him. It's strange to think, too.

Qinghua soared all the way to the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Realm, and after some distance, he came to a dead and silent barren mountain. The silence on the barren mountain was terrible, and there was no sound at all, giving people an extremely heavy sense of oppression.

On the barren mountain, not to mention immortals or gods, the desolate ones have never seen even a flower or plant.

When you enter the barren mountain, the sky is covered with a thick inky color, which makes people always feel suffocated.

The stone steps up to the top of the mountain lead to the top of the mountain, where the clouds are covered and there is no end in sight. The stone steps trembled horribly, without any support.

It's more like a dead mountain at all.

It's hard to imagine that there is such a place in the heavenly realm where the beauty of a fairyland is beautiful.

Qinghua got down from the clouds, appeared, fell to the ground, and swept the palm wind, and the enchantment of this barren mountain slowly appeared.

Qinghua was just about to enter, and behind him, a cuff was gently pulled by a hand.

He turned his head without surprise, looked at Xuan Ling's cuffs tugging lightly, and lowered his head as if he had made a mistake. Whispered, "Take me in, I want to go in too." ”

Qinghua raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought that if you followed me all the way here, you should just send me into the Zhuxian Enchantment." ”

Xuan Ling had already seen that Qinghua was following him, but he just bowed his head and did not refute it. Still stubbornly said, "Take me in." ”

Qinghua looked at her: "Why did you take you in?" ”

Xuan Ling didn't say anything, and she wouldn't say anything if she was killed, because she just wanted to know what the chances of Qinghua wasting the female Yi in this Zhuxian Enchantment, and what were the chances of him returning intact. She just tugged at his sleeve and didn't say much. The silent one firmly said that he would never let go.

Qinghua tried to pull the cuffs, and sure enough, he found that it was a failure.

He sighed secretly, from the moment he left the Floating Dust Palace, he knew that there was a small tail behind him.

He could have called Xuan Ling back halfway, or even more so, it was not very good to conjure up a spell and freeze Xuan Ling in place.

It's just that, for some reason, he didn't do anything after all, just let her follow.

Qinghua didn't say anything more, and glanced down, Xuan Ling. Just said, "Let's go." ”

The corners of Xuan Ling's lips raised into a genuine smile. However, she was still careful to hide it and didn't let Qinghua see it.

Qinghua looked at Xuan Ling, his palm was deep, and he held her hand instead. With a telekinesis, he and Xuan Ling instantly entered the enchantment.

When Xuan Ling looked back, he saw that the end of the road was no longer in sight. Behind him was just a layer of fog. It's more like stepping into another dimension. The whole barren mountain is desolate and quiet.