Chapter 472: Old Man & Admiralty

The luster of the obsidian floor tiles, close to the void of the night.

The deep, infinite, and inscrutable darkness makes people feel like they are in the vast night sky, and the mottled stars contained in the obsidian tell the antiquity and mystery of the academy even more.

The ruffian snorted heavily.

It seemed to be very unaccustomed to the color of the starry sky, or rather, it was because this mysterious academy exuded a power that even it could not resist, its dark red eyes gradually became impatient, it bent down, and placed Wu Wenxu very uneasily.

They were in an empty courtyard.

The floating green moss surface is attached to the broken pillars, and the ancient broken pillars are overgrown with sore weeds, and even the obsidian floor tiles underfoot are completely different from the scene.

Except for an empty entrance with no end in sight, the courtyard was only the occasional whisper of the wind.

The ruffian horse became more and more uneasy, and it felt that the wind swept by it was like a jumping note, and the melody of each burst was different, as if spring was going to autumn, and the seasons were changing!

The presence of four seasons in the wind means that the trajectory of time is wrong.

It can change the laws of time, and what is sacred in this courtyard!

"Lulu~"

The ruffian let out a high-pitched roar, as if to vent his displeasure with the lord who was pretending to be dead.

"Got it, got it."

The lord, who had tasted more than 250 kinds of Ahri's dark dishes, had finally digested the last nightmare.

He stroked the back of the ruffian horse, and stood still in the courtyard, listening to the change of the wind, not knowing what to think.

"It seems to be ......"

Wu Wenxu's right ear trembled slightly, and he suddenly pointed to the west entrance, "There." ”

"Ooth."

The ruffian horse shaved his hooves in agreement, and his eyes became more and more vigilant.

In fact, it somehow appeared in the courtyard as soon as it entered the academy.

It was as if an unimaginable force was pushing them, triggering a shift in space and time!

In the depths of the western entrance, there is an immeasurable aura. Let it have goosebumps on top of the horsehair.

I'm past the age of adventure, so I'll leave it to the young people.

The ruffian horse thought deeply, so it used the horse's head to push Wu Wenxu, which means that I won't go in, you always please.

Wu Wenxu was quite speechless about the ruffian.

He stared back at the western entrance, his eyes glazed over.

Obviously easy to see. The owner of the courtyard has an inevitable connection to the legendary House of Time.

As long as you find him, you can get ten years. Time is really too important for Wu Wenxu.

To rescue Sana and Tyrone, Eternal Nightmare!

In order to keep the ice field from being trampled by the iron horsemen of all countries.

Wu Wenxu laughed wildly and said, "Old ruffian, let's see you in ten years!" ”

His pitch-black clothes flashed into the courtyard like black thunder in the blink of an eye.

The ruffian's white hooves lifted from the rough obsidian, purring and squirming throats with a human-like mocking sound.

Human beings are hypocritical.

Ten years is a fart, Uncle Ben is ......

Thinking of the sad place, the ruffian horse was overshadowed. It wandered far away, secretly saying that gentle country is a good destination, and seeing its impatient appearance, I don't know that it has mixed up with the little mare again.

In the depths of the courtyard, there is the sound of flowing water.

The light breeze of the changing seasons disappeared without a trace because of Wu Wenxu's in-depth, and he gradually slowed down. Looking at the shocking marks on the hard obsidian, I couldn't help but feel jealous.

The light blue stone slabs were piled on the weathered obsidian floor tiles, and Wu Wenxu found himself in a dead end, he couldn't find his way back, and he couldn't find the goal of moving forward.

It's like a labyrinth of life. It's changing all the time.

The sound of flowing water from the fountain in his ears was sometimes loud and surging, sometimes ethereal and ethereal, and the eternal scene no matter where he walked, made Wu Wenxu irritable from the bottom of his heart.

'Is he kidding me?' ’

The unimaginable aura in the depths of the courtyard crushed Wu Wenxu's soul to the point of suffocation.

Wu Wenxu couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted at the repeated scene: "Your Excellency." Hello! I'm a student who needs to enter the Time House, time is precious, please don't tease me anymore. ”

The suppression of that mysterious aura was close to the strength of the Skeleton Flame Heavenly Monarch when it erupted, and even surpassed it!

Wu Wenxu had to lower his posture and speak kindly.

He knew that there were countless monsters hidden in the Founding Mountains, and even with the constraints of the Big Three, they still had their own personalities and principles, and the Lord did not want to erect an invincible and powerful enemy.

"Time is precious......

To Wu Wenxu's surprise, behind the boring and monotonous stone slab, there was an old contemptuous laugh.

Wu Wenxu felt his body stiffen inexplicably.

It was just a simple sentence, but he sensed countless terrifying messages, like a torrent of time opening up and pouring ferociously on him, converging into a spiritual attack that was even more embarrassing than pouring into a soup chicken.

Wu Wenxu stumbled two steps and almost fell to the ground.

"But the boy who has spent twenty years dares to talk about time with the old man."

"Boom."

A stone slab full of traces of time fell in front of Wu Wenxu.

In the eyes of the lord, an old man with white hair was suddenly reflected.

Wu Wenxu's eyelids jumped suddenly, but he didn't speak.

The old man, dressed in snow-white sacrificial robes and with pale red ribbons dangling from his shoulders, was hovering above an arched fountain.

His eyes were pupilless, and his face was full of deep wrinkles.

He straightened his waist and sat cross-legged, his crazy white hair and thick white beard, like an epileptic beast unleashing aggressive madness, and the golden wheel clock on his back was about to suck Wu Wenxu's soul into it!

The ancient clock that spread all the way to the length of his arms seemed to contain the power to destroy the world and destroy the world, and the mysterious magic that made people's souls tremble was seeping out of the clock like a pocket watch, and Wu Wenxu was completely stunned.

The old man looked at Wu Wenxu with pupilless eyes, and Gu Jing said without waves: "The time is just right." ”

After he said that, the golden bell behind him was actually shrouded in Wu Wenxu's head!

The golden clock is like a phantom beast awakening and opening its bloody mouth.

A blue light poured out wildly from within the gap in the Admiralty.

These lights shine on the body, like water rippling through, but the light is too dazzling, Wu Wenxu had to cover his eyes with his arms, he was in the light, and clearly sensed the flow of time through the body's sense of touch, this vastness, loneliness and helplessness, made Wu Wenxu as small as a drop in the ocean.

"There is nothing more painful in life than knowing that you are going to lose, but it hasn't happened yet."

The picture in front of Wu Wenxu's eyes suddenly changed, he was sweating profusely, and he almost collapsed. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come and your support, which is my biggest motivation. )