Mousse felt a huge suction force on his body, and this suction force was irreversible.

When Mousse was sucked into the distance by this suction, he felt that the figure seemed to be looking at him!

Before I could figure out who it was, I had already entered another scene.

That's a peach garden.

There are no peach blossoms in the peach blossom source of tens of millions of acres, and it is just an ordinary mountain forest, but the strange thing is that in this wilderness, someone has surrounded the fence outside, and the gate has the word peach garden written on a stone tablet.

The word steel is strong and powerful.

It is conceivable that the person who wrote this character has a majestic spirit, just like the word.

Probably this is what the ancient called word is like its person. If the handwriting is good-looking, the person will naturally look good.

Mousse felt the silence here. Except for the scenes around the peach blossom paradise in front of me, they are not displayed as if the template failed to load.

She had no way out, so she had to slowly walk into the peach garden. It's a great place to visit if you don't want to see it as a landscape.

When you enter the depths of the peach blossom forest. Mousse was under a tall tree and saw a figure in a wheelchair. The shadows of the trees there were swaying, and it seemed that the person's back was even more lonely.

Mousse's sixth sense told her that this was the man she had seen on the altar in the previous scene. I can't see my face clearly, but I have such a feeling.

She felt that a good opportunity to break the situation in front of her was the person in front of her.

Just as Mousse walked in, the figure turned to the side and coughed and pushed the wheelchair forward.

Mousse followed.

But along the way, she watched the figure in the wheelchair cough as she moved, and when she coughed, drops of blood dripped on the soil, and Mousse was a little stunned.

Is it really the source of this world that leaves this disease? I don't know if I've fallen into illusion.

Mousse followed the figure deep into the forest, until he came to a cave surrounded by green leaves.

It's inside, the secret is inside!

Don't go in, don't go in!

There was a voice in Mousse's heart that kept saying this to her, while another voice was desperately resisting.

She resisted this discomfort and followed in calmly, wandering around here by herself, it would be better to follow up and take a look. It's normal for the body to react, after all, I don't know if it's dangerous or safe.

"That ......"

Mousse heard another word.

Thinking that the figure had already gone a long way, Mousse hurriedly followed.

And then—

She saw a pitch-black coffin.

The black coffin slowly opened, and Mousse looked at a woman in ancient costume with a delicate face lying inside-

That......

Is that......

That TM is actually himself???

Mousse was shocked, wouldn't he?

"You're here." The figure turned slowly, as if it had expected someone to follow.

"I've finally waited for you." The figure's voice was clear and beautiful, and there was a hint of imperceptible longing in his tone.

Muston's gaze lost focus, and those words were the last words she heard.

She was tempted to try to hold her eyelids and see who it was. But the other party gently touched her eyes with his hand and added a fire.

Then, the more tired Mousse felt, he felt that his body and soul seemed to be falling into fatigue. In this way, Mousse lost consciousness in a trance.

"Sleep, wake up and everything will be fine." The figure slowly became clear, the man had long hair up to his waist, a green hairpin was inserted in his hair, just a simple combing, wearing a blue and black dress, and a purple jade pendant hanging from his waist. He looked at Mousse's face with a gentle face, his thin lips pursed slightly.

And Mousse, who was already completely unconscious at this time, could not see anything.