Although it was said that it was like being struck by lightning, I did not feel that the thunder had caused me substantial damage, but I had a different feeling.

Just when Shanhaihuan came into contact with the Zhenqin Sword, my eyes suddenly couldn't see, and I couldn't feel the Zhenqin Sword in my hands, and my ears also lost their sense of hearing.

Just when I was panicking in my heart, my five senses began to gradually recover, and I tentatively opened my eyes, only to find that I was not in the land of Yuanci, and there was no Spring Pavilion by my side.

And upon closer inspection, it is not difficult to see that I seem to be in the middle of an altar at this moment.

The floor of this altar is made entirely of silver, and the ground is carved with intricate patterns that extend into the distance, and five huge stone pillars stand at the end of the pattern.

The five pillars are inscribed with mysterious ornaments that are not recorded in the annals, and at the top of each pillar there seems to be a statue cast, and since the altar seems to be underground, in the dim light I can only see the stone pillar in the south, which is supposed to be carved with a winged Bi Fang.

It was only then that I realized that I was no stranger to this altar, and although I didn't know where it was, I had dreamed of it countless times in my dreams.

And if this is really the altar that appeared in my dream, it will never be empty, and I may see a few familiar faces in the very center of the altar......

Thinking of this, I ignored the possible danger here, and walked up the steps in the center of the altar to see if my suspicion was true.

It didn't take long for me to confirm my earlier suspicions.

As soon as I got to the center of the altar, it was clear that there was someone in front of me.

It's just that it's not the familiar faces I imagined, only one person appears in front of my eyes, and this person has his back to me, so I can't see his true face.

This person wears a crown of heaven, wears a black robe, on which there are twelve embroidered texts such as the sun, moon and stars, the sun and moon are embroidered on both shoulders, the stars are embroidered on the back of the neck, the waist is tied with a jade belt with gold cloud dragon pattern, and the feet are on the high-waisted red compass dragon heavy shoes.

There was an unsheathed sword beside him, and although it was not yet unsheathed and far from me, I could still feel the chill emanating from the scabbard.

The scabbard of this sword is pitch black and simple, I thought that this sword was the Qin sword of Mu Gongzhen, but after careful inspection, I found that it was not as I guessed, there were two words faintly appearing on the scabbard, if I was not mistaken, these two words should be "Son of Heaven".

As I looked around, the man in front of me finally spoke.

The man did not look back, but he seemed to have known that I had been watching behind him for a long time, and spoke behind me in a very majestic tone.

"You're finally here."

In my dreams, I have dreamed of this altar and this man countless times, and it is impossible to say that I am not curious about it, and I quickly replied when I heard this man's voice.

"I'm coming, who are you? Where is this? Why do you keep appearing in my dreams? ”

In the face of my barrage of questions, this person actually laughed.

"It's good to be young, once a widow was as curious about everything in the world as you, but this curiosity slowly disappeared with time, and seeing your appearance, I can't help but remind the widow of his former self."

From what he said, it is not difficult to find some details.

How dare he call himself a widow?

A widow, or a virtuous person, is a person who has done a moral deficit, but this is not an accusation, but a humble name given to himself by ancient kings.

At that time, people believed that the king's position was given by God, but God would only hand over the world to virtuous people to govern, and if the king lost his virtue, he would lose his honorable position, so the king would humbly call himself a widow.

There was an irresistible majesty in this man's tone, and in connection with his self-proclaimed claim, it was not difficult to see that my previous guess was right, this person was indeed a generation of kings.

But when I heard his answer that the donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth, I couldn't help but feel even more anxious.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you dare to call yourself a widow? Why not answer my question? And why don't you dare to turn around on me? ”

I can't blame me for being so excited about this person, it's really this emotion that I can't control.

Since I was young, I have been here countless times in my dreams, but each time I am like a viewer, unable to make any gestures, unable to ask any questions, only silently watching his every move, feeling his solemn and lonely emotions.

And the most important thing is that he looks the same as mine in my dreams.

In countless dreams, I will see a person who looks exactly like me, and everyone must be full of curiosity, and now, I can finally communicate with this person, maybe this is my chance to unlock the secret, how can I control my emotions?

"The widow doesn't dare to turn around?"

After hearing my relentless inquiry, this person's tone inexplicably became majestic.

"What a big joke, there is nothing in the world that a widow does not dare to do, since you are determined to see the face of a widow, then the widow is as you wish."

As the words fell, I saw the man slowly turn his body towards me.

Even though I had been prepared, my mind went blank again when his body was completely facing me.

Sure enough, there is no difference from my dream, and the man in front of me, who is suspected to be a generation of kings, really looks the same as me!

Seeing my dazed reaction, the man laughed again, and there was a little more smile in his tone than majesty.

"You said that the widow didn't dare to turn around on you, and now the widow is as you wish, why are you shocked, but there is still a trace of dissatisfaction?"

If there is even one difference between the two, it is only in temperament.

This man's eyes are sharp, and at first glance he knows that he is a decisive person, and my personality is too weak, but there is no difference in the slightest.

I was at a loss in my heart, and I unconsciously asked the biggest question in my heart.

"Who the hell are you? What the hell is this place? ”