Su Qianruo's sleepy insect was driven away again, and her crooked body stood up again, sitting up straight. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the voice of the dragon butterfly suddenly disappeared.

"Butterfly, butterfly?"

Su Qianruo screamed a few times, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Her voice faded as soon as she got closer, and the sound of air currents could be faintly heard from more faulty places.

The place was wide, not in the carriage she was in.

Su Qianruo ran forward, a darkness followed him, and the world around him was dead silent, dark and big, and there was no edge in sight.

She was sweating profusely, and she couldn't find a glimmer of light.

Her heart sank.

No, the darkness, the darkness is not right, like a nightmare that failed to open its eyes.

Su Qianruo opened her eyes suddenly, and the dazzling light suddenly shot over, and she subconsciously covered it with her hand before slowly looking into the distance.

The silver nebula is brilliant and magnificent, and the silence is cold. A cloud of golden flame squeezed through the gap and crashed into a desert.

The brilliant fiery clouds burned for half an hour, staining half of the sky red.

In front of the eyes is a clean. A pristine, pure white sky untainted by the mundane things of the world.

Above the clouds, there are countless hazy projections in the clouds and mist on the other side of the Tianhe, snow-colored hair, ribs with wings, shadows and shadows, different shapes, lifelike, like a group of Bai Ze beasts that have long disappeared in the long river of time. One by one, the beast clouds disappeared into the sky, leaving only the last one to walk lonely in the sun, dragging its long shadow on the ground, step by step, towards the unknown and desolate end times.

She walked in this desert for a long time, and the wind and sand rolled up from time to time like a yellow dragon, and she was thrown away and fell down again countless times.

There was a voice in her heart that kept supporting her to move forward.

Forward... Further on...

Someone seemed to be waiting for her ahead.

She forgot her exhaustion, her sun, her life and death, her pain, her sorrow, and she abandoned all her human instincts, and kept running forward, wanting to cross the desert and go to that place.

Too much on the clouds!

Yes, she remembered, the place she was going to was called Yunshang Taiye City.

She chased the white cloud, walked through the long yellow sand, walked for thirteen days, and finally walked out of the desert.

The poisonous sun scorched her to the point that her face was brown and black, and behind her was a yellow dragon that was swept up by the wind and swept the sky.

Su Qianruo licked her chapped lips, and tasted the fishy taste between her lips ten times, she knew that it was the smell of blood, which was very familiar, but she couldn't remember who had fed her to drink.

Su Qianruo lowered her eyes, the hand between her lips suddenly shook, and she was stunned for a moment, and sadness was like an ocean of despair, instantly drowning her.

There is no day or night here, and there are ten suns hanging in the sky. Beneath his feet was cracked and stiff ground, devoid of any vegetation around him. Perhaps there were, but it has long been roasted and annihilated in the river of history.

After another 500 miles, the sky was still high for ten days, but suddenly a snowstorm fell on the ground.

The goose feathers and heavy snow are fluttering one after another, flying all over the sky, falling from the sky. Snow-covered, covered in silver, powdered and jade.

The more the snow goes, the heavier it gets, and the cold is so cold that even the bones are frozen and cracked, and in addition to this cold, there is also a lingering cold that penetrates into the bone marrow, which is unbearable.

Su Qianruo's head was dizzy from the cold, and countless voices surrounded her, put it down, let him pass. The truth is never good!

She shook her confused head, her teeth biting her lip.

Hold up to Taiye City, hold up to Taiye City.

She knew that she couldn't fall, but there always seemed to be another voice between heaven and earth saying to her, don't go, don't go, when you're sleepy and tired, fall down and sleep.

"No, I want to know, I want to know, who can't I let go? I want to know, why can't I put it down? My heart is like gold, and I will never give up; I've made up my mind, and no one can stop me! ”

The screams shook the earth, and everything began to collapse with a bang, revealing the world behind the snowstorm, the scorching sun, and the yellow sand.

The world in front of us is in full bloom.

The sky and water are dissolved, the clouds are endless, and the sky is far away.

A mountain suddenly appeared in the sea of clouds in the east, and there was a lonely pagoda remaining, as high as tens of thousands of zhang, straight into the blue sky. Dozens of palaces, cyan tiles, high eaves up, high and low city walls, continuous six or seven thousand miles long, turned out to be like a city.

Pavilions and pavilions, the scales are proportionate, and the masts are back.

This is a city on the clouds, Taiye City.

A man dressed in a green shirt, with a long head and high cheeks, white teeth like jade, a magnificent appearance, and a miraculous martial artist, stood in a void, the wind blowing his shirt and robe, and the sound of hunting.

The long hair is dyed like ink, the green clothes are heavy mountains, the body is dignified, and the appearance is dignified. A pair of eyes shot at the cold star, and the two curved eyebrows were like lacquer ink. With a broad chest and a lofty spirit, Su Qianruo looked at his familiar face that made her tremble, and looked at his pair of dark eyes that were as dark as ink, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Who are you? Who are you? Why are you in my heart and I don't remember who you are? ”

Su Qianruo cried heartbreakingly, heartbreaking.

The man's eyes kept staring at the ground, where sat a girl with a languid expression, wearing a slightly torn robe, drawing yin and yang in the front, embroidering jade grinding in the back, with a dragon on the left sleeve and a tiger on the right sleeve.

Her face is extremely beautiful, her cheeks are like white jade and clear snow, her eyebrows are gentle and delicate, a pair of slender eyes that are still childish, long and thick eyelashes, and dark eyes like lacquer, like a galaxy hanging upside down.

The man was saying something to the girl, and Su Qianruo pointed his ears, but he couldn't hear a single word. She was so anxious that she kept biting her fingers, blood... Will her blood be able to break these prohibitions?

Ten fingers were bitten bloody.

"Taiye Cloud City sees the original intention..."

"Zhang Xintong..."

The girl said something excitedly, then hit her body hard, and after a while, she suddenly disappeared.

The man carefully picked up a lightly clothed woman behind a dead wall, stomped hard at the magic circle, and said inexplicably: "Shang Moyun, I also like this name." This memory, to erase it, or not to erase it? ”

A magic circle suddenly exploded, and Shang Moyun's ears were roaring, and he didn't have time to hear the last few words he said. "Don't use your strength again, your time is running out, take her back to the mortal realm, back to Kunwu! etc..."

"Waiting for the last chance, waiting for her last chance to awaken... If she doesn't wake up, make sure she lets go of me and me!

She is happy, and I am willing to perish!

Mo Yun, I love the name... Really like it! ”

A cold tear suddenly fell into Su Qianruo's palm.

Su Qianruo was never able to see the face of the woman in his arms clearly.

But he felt the desolation of despair and sorrow when the circle exploded. (To be continued.) )