Chapter 095: Awakening
It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the place where they were became a sea of flowers.
As far as everyone can see, there is only the vast red, and at the end of this red sea, there is a lonely door. There were no walls, no houses, only a door standing straight between heaven and earth.
Meng Yuanji came back to his senses and exclaimed in a low voice.
He walked through the flowers, into the distance, and looked at the door.
Sure enough, whether he was going forward or backward, left or right, the door was always in the same place, facing him in the same way.
Squinting his eyes, he raised his voice and asked, "Is there really no exit from this place?" β
Tang Ning sat on the ground, carefully hugged Ah Miao, and said, "Even if there is, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it." β
Meng Yuanji tiptoed, looking back and forth repeatedly. The splendid Duling Division has no scum left. All he could see, except for the door, was dragon claw flowers everywhere.
And in the sea of flowers, there are only them.
Meng Yuanji frowned, looked for a direction, and walked forward.
The dragon claw flower in front of it is tall and large, and it doesn't look like a real flower. The further he went, the more it felt like he was walking through the jungle.
The rolled petals gently brushed his face.
He didn't smell anything.
All of this is as illusory as a dream.
He buried his head in the sea and gradually disappeared into the sea of flowers.
Tang Ning, who stayed in place, frowned, looked at Jia Lan and said, "What happened?" β
Hearing her words, Tang Xin and Ah Yan, who were not far away, also looked towards Jia Lan.
The young man dressed in black smiled in the dense manzhu sawa.
Tang Xin was about to take a step and froze.
At this time, he is still laughing, what a monster.
Tang Xin dropped the foot he had just lifted back to its original place.
Aren't they scared, nervous?
He glanced at Tang Ning quietly, and the hand hanging by his side tightened slightly. The second sister is too, why can she ask so calmly?
Ah Yan's cooing voice came from his ears, and Tang Xin closed his gaze and fell back on Jia Lan.
The silver-haired young man in black was lined with a sea of red flowers and became more and more handsome and extraordinary.
He tilted his head, as if he was looking at something strange, and suddenly said, "The matter of the gods, you ask me, I can't say anything, but Xie Xuan did tell me a very interesting thing before." β
Without waiting for Tang Ning to ask, he had already said to himself: "Tang Luzhi is really not an ordinary mortal. β
Tang Ning's face changed slightly, and he asked, "What's unusual?" β
Jia Lan said: "In the book of life and death, there is no longer his name. β
"Already?" As soon as Tang Ning heard this, he heard the trick, "What does this mean, does it mean that his name was in the book of life and death in the past?" β
Jia Lan replied softly: "Xie Xuan didn't mention it, I think he doesn't know, but I think that Tang Luzhi more than six hundred years ago is indeed a human." β
Tang Ning was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "What about me?" β
Is her nameβthe one with the red mark of cinnabar painted by Destinyβstill on that piece of paper?
As a descendant of Tang Luzhi, how similar are she to Tang Luzhi?
Tang Ning looked at Jia Lan, waiting for his answer, but he was silent.
There was a rustling sound, and a dark green cloud rolled out of the sea of flowers.
Meng Yuanji gasped, sat on the ground and said, "This flower...... Call...... Whew...... This flower ......"
He gasped for a long time, but he couldn't speak clearly, so anxious that Ah Yan shouted: "Hurry up!" Hurry up! β
Meng Yuanji raised a hand, waved it at it, and gasped: "Wait, wait......"
"Nope! I don't! Range! Ah Yan rushed into the sea of flowers, shouting and urging him, "Hurry upβ"
Meng Yuanji listened to its voice, the more anxious he became, the more uneven his breath became, so he had to close his eyes and breathe, gritted his teeth and said, "There is a lot of dew on that flower!" β
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Ah Yan was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he was about to burn him.
Meng Yuanji hurriedly got up from the ground and said urgently: "Listen to me first!" β
"I searched for a long time, but I couldn't find any exit. Miss Ning is right, even if there is an exit to this place, it must not be something I can find. β
He exhaled, pointed behind him and said, "This sea of flowers seems to have no end. β
"The deeper I went, the more I felt. And, strangely, those flowers, the more dense they grow, the larger they become. Walking to the back, the trees looked like towering trees. β
"Those flowers are full of dew, and when a person walks over, the droplets of water fall like rain."
His clothes were wet.
Twisting his sleeves, Meng Yuanji said: "A few of us, we are about to die." β
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The fire that Ah Yan had just pressed down immediately burned again.
It blazed and said, "You're dead!" β
Five words in one breath, really fluent.
The blue flames ignited the clumps of dragon's claws.
Meng Yuanji said: "What are you angry about, I didn't mean to say such bad things, if there is a way, I don't want to die." β
"But you see, this place has no exit, and there is nothing to ask for."
"Even if you live in the open air for two nights and don't freeze to death, if you don't have food, you should starve to death, right?" Meng Yuanji dodged left and right, and blocked Ah Yan with his bandaged right hand, "Is it difficult, do you want to eat flowers?" β
"If I could eat this flower, I would be willing to eat it, but I can't live for a few days if I eat flowers every day."
"As for you, although you are monsters, you can't die without eating for a while, but for a year or two, you will be locked up here for the rest of your life, and what is the difference between being dead and dying?"
He said dejected words, but the expression on his face was calm.
Such a contrast made Ah Yan even more annoyed.
It cursed "to die, to die", and suddenly the fire dimmed and stopped.
That hand, it looks so scary.
Through the dense bandage, it still made it uneasy.
Ah Yan stopped in mid-air, motionless.
Meng Yuanji sweated profusely and lowered his hand.
Obviously, it was very cold, and even the breath was white, but it would be hot again. He tugged at his neckline, exposing his collarbones, so hot that it seemed to melt to the ground.
Is it because of the blue fireball in front of you?
Meng Yuanji looked at Ah Yan and couldn't wait to take off his clothes.
But Ah Yan's expression was wrinkled, as if he didn't understand why he was sweating.
It's amazing.
In a small area, only three people were sweating.
Ah Miao in Tang Ning's arms blushed.
Tang Xin also ripped open his neckline.
Meng Yuanji looked at it, saw the fame, and said softly: "Miss Ning, are you really not human?" β
Tang Ning turned his face sideways and looked at him, and suddenly, his apricot eyes glared and shouted: "Be careful!" β
There was a loud "boom".
A snow-white jade pillar drilled out of the sea of flowers.
Meng Yuanji rolled on the spot, narrowly avoided it, and said loudly: "What the hell is this?" β
With the words, the barren Watari Division became dusty. There were straight pillars, one after another, that came out of the earth.
It was as if going back in time, and those vanished buildings appeared little by little on the land of the Soul Division.
The door in front of the ruins suddenly looked very far away.
Meng Yuanji hurriedly got up.
The earth shakes and the mountains shake.
Tang Ning hugged Ah Miao tightly.
The sleeping girl, even in such a situation, refuses to wake up as if she was dead.
Ah Yan looked at it in a daze for a while, and then hurriedly flew to Jia Lan's shoulder, not daring to move again.
There was rubble flying over.
Garan raised his hand and grabbed the stone in his hand.
The snow-white stone, no matter how you look at it, looks like the finest jade in the world.
But to the touch, it's not smooth at all.
The hideous edges and corners almost cut through his palm.
The light of the day was getting brighter, and the gray white already looked like the dawn was coming.
In front of everyone, a snow-white stone platform appeared.
Next to the stone platform, dense manzhu sawa surged towards the table like flowing water.
Among the flowers surrounded by clusters, a child dressed in white appeared.
He looked like he was only four or five years old, so small, so soft and glutinous, like a dumpling made of flour.
The black grape-like eyes blinked twice slowly.
He looked at Tang Ning and slowly opened his mouth: "Mother's ......"