The experience of the Mongolian realm a long time ago, for a long time, it was really like a dream for Yanluo.

The feeling in the dream is very uncomfortable, and the entire Mongolian world is dominated by gray smoke, which makes people feel infinitely stressed.

Yanluo didn't know what kind of traction made her break through the positive and negative whirlwind and fall to that realm, where she was almost lost and never came back.

In Yanluo's vague memory, it seems that there is an experience related to Mo Tong and Ziyi!

What came to mind from time to time was the inky black eyes of the ink pupils, and she slowly closed her eyes in a gray realm.

The whole space was extremely quiet, and Yanluo quickly fell into memory, the creaking sound of the branches breaking on the edge of the cliff, and his body fell into the gray smoke like weightlessness.

Her heart jumped violently with the speed of her fall, but her body broke through the soft smoke clouds from time to time, and as far as her eyes could see, her calves had begun to turn a dull gray.

A bad premonition swept through her heart, she couldn't tell whether this was a dream or if it really happened, if it was a dream, why the wind whistling by it would be so real, and her face hurt

If it wasn't a dream, then who made her dream? If this is really the Hidden Realm, it should be the floating world.

"Floating Lady!" Yanluo called softly, the gray in front of her suddenly receded, the weightlessness of the uncontrollable fall of the body gradually disappeared, and the confined eyes suddenly opened.

The sight in front of her shocked her, her whole body hanging from a crooked-necked tree on the top of the cliff, which was obviously very thin. Yanluo had heard the sound of silk tearing.

Part of the dress around her waist was already half-hung on the tree, and most of it had been torn apart as her body fluttered, and it was too late for Yanluo to make a sound. has fallen into the bottomless abyss.

It turned out that it was really a dream! But it's not a dream, could it be that she fell into this cliff in a dream?

should have died in a dream, but for some reason the name of the floating life was called, and the feeling of the dream faded.

Her body was still falling, but she didn't use her mana, and she wanted to gamble, but at the last moment. It should be too late to cast a spell to save yourself.

Thinking of this, in the process of falling rapidly, Yanluo subconsciously grabbed from the side of the cliff. Very smooth rock wall, Yanluo frowned slightly, and calmed down and shouted at the gray realm, "Lord Fusheng!" Are you so welcoming to old acquaintances? ”

The rapidly falling body seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and the body was so stiff that it couldn't move at all. That's it. Yanluo was overjoyed, this trick was really useful, and he was finally willing to come out.

"Who is it?" A slightly lazy evil voice swirled in her ears, Yanluo couldn't turn her head, she couldn't see the appearance of the person who came, she only felt that her neck was cold, she subconsciously wanted to shrink her neck, but she didn't succeed. I had to freeze in place.

"Lord Fusheng, don't you remember Yanluo?"

"Smoked? There are countless wandering spirits coming in and out of my Mongolian realm every day. Where to remember so much! Yanluo felt the coldness and itching on her neck disappear.

At the same time, an invisible mass of matter climbed up the rock around his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he was approaching.

Yanluo's bright eyes met a pair of blue and blue eyes that were indistinguishable from anger, and the sudden appearance of light in this gray realm made Yanluo want to shout loudly.

But she forcibly suppressed the desire to scream - hope for death.

With a stiff face, he said, "Lord Fusheng, I'm the Feather Demon Yanluo!" Don't you remember? ”

The sparkling eyes were hidden in a mass of gray shapes, and it was difficult to distinguish their appearance at all, but Yanluo had already spent time with the prophet, so she was not too surprised by the appearance of the floating beings.

On the contrary, it was Fusheng's turn to be surprised: "You're not afraid of me!" That's a miracle! There are almost no ghosts who come to this realm who are not afraid of me! ”

"Why is that? Just because you look horrible? ”

"Terrible?" The originally quiet floating life seemed to be very angry and said, "Is it really scary? ”

Yanluo smiled slightly, "Actually, it's not as terrifying as rumored outside, but Yanluo is hanging here by you, no matter how beautiful her face is, she will feel terrible!" ”

The floating turquoise eyes seemed to turn a few times, "Flim tongue!" The floating cold hum floated in the air, as if it were nothing, and the gray smoke that surrounded him seemed to weaken a little, and Yan Luo felt that the power that shackled him suddenly relaxed.

The body suddenly fell downward, "Floating Lady! ”

"Fusheng will not sympathize with the weak, I am waiting for you at the top of the cliff, if you can't rely on your own strength to come up, then you can only become a weak wandering soul in my Mengjie!"

Yanluo looked up, only to feel that Fusheng's blue and blue eyes were getting farther and farther away, and there was no weird feeling, but it was very clear.

The speed of the fall was faster, and the sound of the body hitting the branches on the side of the cliff and breaking was accompanied by the tearing pain that spread rapidly.

A picture suddenly appeared in Yanluo's mind, which was also the scene of falling off a cliff, but at that time, it was the old man who hit the tree.

By the time she reached the bottom of the cliff, she was unharmed, and he had already fainted.

She still remembered how painfully she had fallen into his arms.

My heart was clear, and what I had always thought was a dream was actually true. But why did Mo Tong never mention this to himself?

and Ziyi, Ziyi's memory of saving himself seems to be clearer, could it be that this memory was deliberately hidden by Mo Tong? Why did he do that? Obviously helped himself, but he refused to let himself know, what kind of secret does Mo Tong have?

Thinking of this, his body slammed into the tree again, and the water sleeve on his right arm suddenly flew out, hanging long on a smooth rock.

Yanluo reversed in mid-air with the power of the water sleeve, and finally hugged the trunk of a nearby tree.

The leaves rustled in mid-air, and Yanluo held on to the trunk and threw the water sleeve higher, this time the water sleeve hung on a slender tree trunk, and she subconsciously pulled it down. ，

Only then did she climb up with the power of the water sleeve, she knew that the trunk was too thin and weak, and it would soon break, but the too high mana in this Mongolian realm could not be used at all, so she could only use the stupidest way to climb up.

She climbed up like this, and threw the water sleeve to find the attachment, and in the blink of an eye, she had climbed half of the effort, but it was all right, but the closer she got to the top of the cliff, the gray smoke cloud was better, and the smoke was not clear at all.

She tentatively searched with her water sleeve a few times, and finally found a relatively safe attachment, and before climbing, she also tried several times before climbing, and then she climbed up with peace of mind.

Who knew that the whole body had just been suspended in the air, and the attachment force in the sky above was suddenly removed, and Yanluo fell into the depths of the cliff again.

There was a chatter of laughter in the air, "Yanluozi, you'd better climb up quickly, otherwise Lord Fusheng can let you go, and we can't let you go!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense with her, this guy must have come to my Mengjie to seize that ice spirit!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, how can you tell the secret of this Mongolian realm lightly! Have you forgotten the nervousness of the floating life over the ice spirit? ”

"Oh, it's me who is too talkative, don't say it, since she fell, our task is completed, even if she knows, it's okay, I arranged those hungry spirits at the bottom of the cliff early, I can't swallow her alive!"

"That's just right!"

Yanluo struggled to fumble on the smooth stone wall, and finally hugged a thicker trunk.

When the voice above died down, she leaned against the trunk of the tree and let out a breath, her eyes slightly closed, and something seemed to roll out of her arms, shining a faint red light in the air.

Yanluo shouted softly in surprise, "Acacia beans!" Only then did the frown loosen his brow. (To be continued......) R1292