Suddenly, the sky was dark, the sun and moon were dark, the wind did not stop, and I saw the big trees in the sky uprooted, swept up in the wind.

Between the valley stands a water pavilion with a height of about ten people, the sky above the platform is dense with clouds, lightning and thunder, the clouds and mist are churning endlessly, there seems to be a silver dragon shuttling, the clouds and mist are covered like falling frost, enveloping the high platform, and it is surrounded by a piece.

A pillar of silver lightning pierced the sky, the thick clouds that accumulated like cotton cracked a hole, the lightning split the high platform, shattered in the clouds and mist like a thousand pieces of flash scales, between the electric light and flint, there seemed to be a silhouette floating on the high platform between the fog.

A woman's back was faint, waving her sleeves, and a lament came from nowhere in the valley, with a playful tone: "Lang Jun, don't go." ”

Then thousands of troops came across the river, and a long sword pierced the woman's chest.

Then the thunder roared, on the high platform, the river burst the embankment, collapsed for thousands of miles, a child was involved in the torrent, and there was no trace between the ups and downs.

The clouds and mist dispersed, but there were raging fires on the stage, burning thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, floating corpses all over the field, and wailing everywhere...

Wuge held her head and prostrated herself on the ground, looking at the marquee-like scene on the high platform with a dull expression, there was darkness in the afterglow, she couldn't see anywhere else, only the shocking silhouette on the high platform in front of her.

In the sky, Fang Cai's playful lament came: "Northwest Su, lonely boat, Mo Dao Huangliang is not full of sorrow, blood and rain are in Kyushu." ”...

Wuge's eyes suddenly went dark, the "Linglong Terrace" in the clouds and mist was gone, he couldn't see his five fingers, Wuge's heart was beating wildly in the dark, and all kinds of things on the stage seemed to be in front of him, lingering.

It was terrible to be quiet all around, she crawled and groped, and her hand touched a hard ball-like thing, uneven, and there were holes on it, Wuge touched it for a long time, vaguely drew the shape of a skull in her heart, reacted, screamed at the moment, and pushed the skull away.

A gloomy voice came from the darkness: "Is there anyone?"

Wuge instantly got goosebumps, only to feel that her body was very cold, and she froze motionless in the dark.

She struggled for a long time, and then mustered up the courage to whisper, "Yes." ”

For a long time, no one responded.

Wuge had to climb forward cautiously, and after climbing for a while, his palms suddenly took off, his upper body lost his center of gravity, and his body fell...

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"Fairy Child, Fairy Child..."Wu Ge felt who was shaking his body violently, his face was still faintly painful, and his stomach was tumbling.

"Can't you wake up? Get out of the way, I'll come. ”

Wuge's face was hot, and her headache was about to crack, and as she gradually became conscious, the pain on her body became more and more intense.

Her eyes rolled a few times, and she slowly opened them.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a strange man in a purple robe squatting on his lap, holding her neck with one hand, and raising his five fingers with the other hand, as if to slap her in the mouth...

"You're finally awake. The man sighed with relief.

Wuge was chained around his neck and gasped hard: "Ahem, you take your hands away..."

The man was stunned for a moment, then reacted, his face was slightly red: "I'm sorry...", and got up from her.

"You are murdering, do you know?" Wuge stroked the strangled sore neck, stomach regurgitation, and retched on the side of the boat.

Suddenly, there was a bump in his body, and several people exclaimed.

Wuge hurriedly looked around, and now that she was on the surface of a rushing river, she panicked, looked down, and saw that she was in a dilapidated wooden boat, and looked up, several people in front of her were supporting each other.

She was a little confused, and her heart was alarmed.

On the boat, except for the three princes of the Nine Heavens, the second prince, Princess Feng Jue, and Zhuzi, the rest were all unknown people.

"What's going on? Where are we?" asked Wuge, holding the side of the boat and grabbing the person closest to her.

"I don't know, everyone is watching the "Linglong Stage" singing on the stage, and suddenly it is dark, and then I wake up and am on this lonely boat. A woman dressed as a maid said.

There was a man standing at the bow of the boat, his face could not be seen clearly against the light, and his voice was low: "We have entered the battle." ”

Several people on the boat looked at each other, and the second monk was puzzled: "What kind of formation are we in? Where is the formation? What kind of formation?"

A few questions in a row, but it accurately expressed your thoughts.

"Linglong array, I don't know the rest. The man at the bow of the boat turned back and replied.

The river was turbulent, the current was turbulent, and the small boat carried several people, and the draft was very deep.

Suddenly, the hull of the boat seemed to hit something, and everyone's bodies lost their center of gravity with the hull of the ship, and Wuge stumbled and pounced on one person.

She looked up and saw that it was the unlucky third prince, who was holding her with both hands at this time, and still had a smile on his face: "Xiantong, although it is said that you see the truth in danger, it seems that it is not the right time for you to throw yourself into your arms." ”

Wuge rolled his eyes, only to feel that this person was afraid that his brain was really squeezed by the door, when was this time, he was still in the mood to joke.

"Look!" Bamboo glared at his big round eyes, and his immature little face was full of horror.

Wu Ge followed the gaze of the bamboo, and suddenly his legs went limp, and he sat on the boat.

The meandering river not far away suddenly broke off, and the water flow was broken!

Looking further away, there are towering mountain peaks, with mountains and mountains, and thousands of walls.

And at the end of this river is a cliff, that is to say, this river, it actually flows backwards from low to high!

Several women on the boat screamed.

"Not good!" The purple-robed man who had just woken up without a song was as pale as iron at this time, he bent his legs and squatted, his hands were sealed, and his ten fingers flew over, but after trying more than a dozen times, he found that he couldn't get the seal, and he hammered his fist on the cabin in frustration.

When the rest of the people saw it, they tried to seal it, but it backfired.

"Third brother, what should I do now, it seems that my spiritual power can't be used. Feng Jue, the princess of the Nine Heavens, had a pair of beautiful eyes with horror in her eyes at this time, and she looked at the third prince beside her and asked.

Seeing that the hull of the ship was getting closer and closer to the cliff, the current was more turbulent, and there were still craggy strange rocks at the cliff.

The third prince, Mo Xingran, frowned at his good-looking eyebrows, and his face was rare and serious: "This exquisite array is so weird, it can actually seal the spiritual power." If the hull of the ship hits the rocks on the cliff at the current speed, there is no doubt that several of us will fall off the cliff, and we have no way of knowing what is under the cliff. ”

"So we're going to die here?" said a woman dressed in green clothes, isn't this the green snake spirit "Xiaoqing" that Wuge mistook for after getting drunk?

"Ran Ling, don't worry, think of a way first. The purple-robed man comforted "Xiaoqing".

Wuge was so frightened that she almost lost her soul at this time, she secretly cursed Qi Yuan in her heart, if he didn't have to bring her to this Rausch Heroes Club, how could she fall into this unlucky "Linglong Array" inexplicably, and she was afraid that her life would not be guaranteed.

The woman dressed as a maid began to cry at this time, and the sharp cry made people even more restless.

Ran Ling scolded sharply: "What are you crying for, can't the people of the Nine Heavens be so unbearable, and you are not dead now, cry for yourself in advance?"

Mo Kong, the second prince of the Nine Heavens, who had been speechless, heard Ran Ling's curse at this time, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Hmph, I didn't know that you had such a big opinion about the Nine Heavens. ”

The princess Feng Jue looked at it and hurriedly interrupted: "Second brother and sister-in-law, it is important to save your life right now, I wonder if we should jump off the boat, maybe there is still a chance of life." ”

"No, if we jump ship, first, it is so strange in this "exquisite array", we don't know what is in this river, and second, jumping ship is no different from being in a boat, such a rapid current, we can't swim to the shore at all, no matter how good our physical strength is, it will be difficult to be washed off the cliff in the end. The purple-robed man analyzed.

Suddenly, the hull of the boat moved, and the whole boat trembled violently, and something seemed to be arching against the hull of the boat in the river, and this thing should be a living thing.

The third prince, Mo Xingran, shouted: "Grab the side of the ship!"

I saw that the turbulent river suddenly changed its direction near the cliff, as if something was blocking the water flow in front of the cliff, and the rapids hit the obstacle and tumbled backwards, and the boat was about to capsize in the waves.

"It's a giant python!" Wuge suddenly saw a snake body as thick as a stone pillar faintly flashing in the churning river water in front of the cliff, and the dark cyan scales glowed with cold light.

She shouted again: "The boat is about to crack!", the bow of the boat has unconsciously hit the strange rock on the edge of the cliff, the small wooden boat that was in tatters was almost unable to support under the sharp impact of the current, and now it hit the stone again, and the gap between the planks became larger and wider, and the wooden boat began to fall apart.

I don't know who yelled in a panic: "Hold a plank!"

In the blink of an eye, the boat had fallen apart, Wuge didn't grasp the side of the boat, under the violent impact, she was swept into the river, her feet were desperately pedaling in the water, her throat was full of river water, her body was tumbling up and down in the rapids, she only felt that the sky was spinning, she was almost unable to hold her breath, suddenly, an arm wrapped her waist in the raging waves...

At this moment, the river rushed towards the cliff with a "bang", just like the flood on the embankment suddenly burst, and the river water that had been "resistant" for a long time suddenly rushed to the cliff, Wuge only felt that there seemed to be a sharp pain in her legs, she was poured into her mouth and nose by the river water at this time, and she only felt that this feeling was more uncomfortable than not being able to eat for ten days.

The river hit the stones on the edge of the cliff and turned up huge waves, overwhelmingly hitting her, her body was pushed to the top of the cliff by the huge waves, a weightlessness, only felt that the boulder was pressed on her body, the feeling of weightlessness and oppression hit at the same time, Wuge's mind was blank, she felt that someone was surrounding her, and fell off the cliff with her, and then it was a non-stop fall, falling, falling...

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When Wuge woke up, the bones in her body seemed to have been broken and reloaded, and she struggled to get up from the water of Yizetan, and a small boat "wreckage" floated not far away, and a man was floating headfirst next to the plank.

Wuge rubbed her shoulders, frightened, her mind was a little confused, she wasn't sure if she was dead or not, but after thinking about it, her body was like being crushed, if she was really dead, she shouldn't feel pain.

She walked to the man's side, flipped him over, and looked at it, this handsome face, isn't it the three princes!

"You, are you still alive?" The third prince Mo Xingran, who was floating in the waterhole, looked like a floating corpse.

She cautiously put her fingers under his erect nose and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay, there's still a snort." ”

Wuge looked around, he was in a canyon at this time, and the pool under his feet should be a depression formed by the impact of the water flow on the cliff for many years.

After confirming that her little life was still in her hands, she couldn't help laughing: "If you don't die in a big disaster, there will be a blessing in the future." Hey. ”

Wuge confirms a point of view, that is: whether it is a human, a demon, an immortal, or a demon, as long as you are content and happy, you can live happily.

"Well, I say, you should wake up. I've worked so hard to get you up, and if you die, I'll be in vain. At this time, she dragged the third prince Mo Xingran to the edge of the pool, and was sitting on the ground patting his face, thinking that this handsome face was so comfortable, but she didn't expect that she would have the opportunity to slap the fairy's mouth in this life.

The canyon is deserted, except for the sound of waterfalls crashing against the rocks, and the rock walls are covered with moss and some strange plants. She suddenly thought of the giant python she had just seen in the river, shivered all over, and increased her efforts to fan Mo Xing's face.

"Ahem, ahem..."Mo Xingran reacted and coughed up some water.

"Third Prince, Third Prince, are you awake?" Wuge saw that he was awake, and lay on the side of his head with a "dog's leg".

"Face, it hurts. He struggled to spit out two words.

The corners of Wuge's mouth twitched, thinking that this person's five senses were developed enough, and he could still feel pain even if he was unconscious, not good, very bad...

"What, what about the rest of them, why were we washed down?"

Wuge helped Mo Xingran sit up, and helped him hang his shoulders and rub his legs with a flattering face.

"Ahem. . . Ahem... Dear, dear..."Mo Xingran seemed to be more injured than Wuge, and it was a little difficult to speak.

"What?" Wuge leaned over to his lips with his head hooked.

"Dear... Dear..."

Wuge's old face turned red when he heard this, turned his face and twisted twice pretending to be reserved, turned his head, pouted, and landed on Mo Xing's handsome face...