"Your Highness, do you want to wake him up immediately?"

King Zhao waved his hand, looked at Qi Sheng's cloudy eyes, and opened his lips and said:

"Don't worry, when he wakes up, the truth about what Ali experienced that night will be revealed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Qi Sheng's face was hesitant when he heard this, and he glanced at He Sheng a few more times—seeing that he was chanting words even in his mouth in a faint, and his face was tense and a little distorted. I was a little worried about whether He Sheng would be like Liu Wei, after a psychological battle with King Zhao, he was delirious after defeating the battle, and at that time, if he wanted to hear detailed news from the mouth of a deranged person, he was afraid that it would be difficult.

"Your Highness, if you let the nightmare stimulate him, I'm afraid it will drive him crazy!"

King Zhao looked at Qi Sheng with a smile, and wanted to open his mouth to ridicule Qi Sheng's brain for not being able to turn a corner these days, but thinking that Qi Sheng was indeed physically and mentally exhausted, he replied patiently:

"He doesn't go crazy, I didn't intimidate him, I didn't torture him. He will only beg for death without love—and he will send someone to watch later, so don't let him rush to see King Yama. ”

Qi Sheng nodded, but he always felt that King Zhao was too confident, and what King Zhao said was also contradictory: since He Sheng would cut off the earthly ties and break it himself, then he would not be afraid of being sentenced to death for murdering Li Luo. How can King Zhao be sure that He Sheng is willing to confess his guilt.

When King Zhao was excited, he was always worried when he looked at Qi Sheng's face, so he could only shake his head helplessly:

"He owes me if it weren't for me—he wouldn't have known he could live another life if he died. With his big heart, he would not harbor the other associates, and if it were not for those who confused his mind, he would not have gone to a dead end. ”

Qi Sheng was savoring the truth in King Zhao's words, but King Zhao yawned again and again because of sleepiness, the eyelashes flickered, and the silhouette fell on his clear and white face, as if he would fall asleep peacefully in the next second:

"Qi Sheng, you can also go back to the camp to sleep, and when He Sheng is awake, I will summon you again...... Come here."

King Zhao supported his chin with one hand, closed his eyes heavily, sat on the edge of the couch and fell asleep, even snoring slightly.

Qi Sheng, who was immersed in thought, listened to King Zhao's voice becoming more and more inaudible, so he looked back and saw King Zhao, with red lips and white teeth, tilting his head and sleeping peacefully.

Qi Sheng walked out of the camp tent lightly, and sent a message to the guards outside the camp to let them see He Sheng, and then walked towards his camp, looking up at the beautiful and mysterious blue starry sky, Qi Sheng's mind unconsciously scurried into a figure, the woman swayed, smiling like a summer flower, but her back to Qi Sheng gradually drifted away-

"Ah Yu, when will you be back? Stay under the same starry sky with me......"

Qi Sheng muttered, his eyes deep and confused......

Between the mountains, the wind and clouds disperse. The pale golden sunlight shone down from the lingering clouds, and the purple sky was close to the world, as if it were within reach. An ancient tree like a crouching dragon stands quietly between the sky and the earth, holding a huge umbrella cover since eternity. The wind gently shook the swing, accompanied by the soft cracking of the faint fallen leaves, and the old squeaks echoed in the vast time.

The pale blue mist swirled around him, and under Liluo's feet was a sea of irises. Snow-white and fine, fragrant flowers whispered to each other, and the irises spread out like velvet. As the line of sight fades away, the deep blue crystal river winds into the endless distance, the sound of the water gurgling and the blue water reaching the sky. Tall trees stand comfortably on both sides of the riverbank, their turquoise canopies lush and effortlessly lift the soft pink clouds on the horizon.

Li Luo looked around at the beautiful scenery around her, and wondered how it seemed that the more she walked, the more wrong it became: the border between Rizhao and Jawa was an endless plain, but she had not walked out of the rolling mountains for several days, let alone seen a little green lawn.

Although the scenery is like a fairyland, Li Luo has no intention of appreciating it, facing this cloud-shrouded, misty and vast place, he can't even see the road clearly, and how to catch up with the brave army.

When he was at a loss, Li Luo simply sat down, leaned against the towering ancient tree, and casually looked at the heights-

I don't know if I don't look up, I was startled when I raised my head, and Li Luo found that not far from her left side was a majestic mountain that reached into the sky, and the mountain was alone, not attached to other heavy mountains, and it seemed very cold and lonely.

Li Luo raised his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see the entire towering mountain peak as far as his eyes could see, as if the peak of this mountain was hidden in those soft and translucent white clouds.

After watching the mountain for a long time, Li Luo inexplicably felt that the impetuous ghost on his body had been stripped away, and it was replaced by unprecedented tranquility and peace.

Isn't this mountain a dwelling place for immortals? It has the spiritual effect of soothing the state of mind -

was already bored, and Li Luo entertained himself with whimsical ideas. Unconsciously, Li Luo was attracted by the clouds floating in the blue sky overhead, and she couldn't help but recall the time when she fell into the abyss—the fresh and handsome man in white, the quirky ear mouse, and the haunting story.

I don't know how long I sat there, but Li Luo faintly heard some subtle sounds—from different people, but the voices were all old.

As the staccato sounds grew clearer, Li fell to the ground and got up, curious to find the source of the sound—but she looked left and right, but she never found any trace of pedestrians around.

Except for those flowers and plants, which will sway left and right when the breeze blows, making the sound of branches and leaves intersecting, only the towering ancient tree is left with her, and there is no other moving object at all.

But the sound did indeed pour into her ears, and it was precisely because the surrounding environment was extremely silent that she did not miss the sound of even the leaves falling to the ground.

Li Luo was bent on her waist, poking her head out, patrolling around, and the six old men who suddenly landed suddenly appeared in front of her, Li Luo was stunned, but found that the other party was also observing her.

Mingkong and the others went to the appointment as scheduled, but the battle of the sword flight really scared Li Luo, Li Luo has been raised in the boudoir since he was a child, how could he have seen a person who cultivates immortal arts, and what made her feel even more incredible was that she met six people in this encounter.

Li Luo watched as several old men on the opposite side of the fairy jade returned the fairy sword to the sheath, and the fairy sword disappeared without a trace under her nose, or - hidden without a trace.

Li Luo was still in amazement, but Mo Yi saw the pale birthmark on Li Luo's forehead, so he looked at Qing Xuan and smiled:

"Hey, hey! Brother, I guess - this girl is it! ”

Although Qing Xuan also saw that the woman in front of him did have a rare pale birthmark above the eyebrows, he couldn't see the mystery, and because Qing Xuan had always done things safely, he didn't dare to confirm that the woman in front of him was Li Luo:

"Huh! Senior brother, don't worry, it's better to be cautious! (To be continued.) )