Wugui Pavilion.

The sky and water are clear for a long time, the blue waves meet the mountain wind, and the stars are bright and hot.

The scorching mountain flowers are full of sea, the light fragrance is diffused in the wind, and it will fall in an instant, but there are countless red dust and smoke and rain in the world.

The light clouds and mist shuttle through it, slowly weaving the sharpness of the peaks and mountains, and the extreme sharpness is full of softness.

A long waterfall splashes down from the sky, splashes over the peaks of the mountains and mountains, and flies up to another peak in an uproar, endlessly, elegant.

The ingenuity is a human Du Wei Pavilion above all this.

The whole pavilion seems to float on the long sky, the mountain flowers, the light fragrance, the flying clouds and waterfalls, and stands out in all the light ink paintings, like an unruly existence highlighting the peerless ballad, but willingly prostrate on this land, chanting and singing.

Looking at it from a distance, this Wugui Pavilion is extremely immortal, but it is also slow.

"What a beautiful place......

At this moment, a drop of waterfall splashed on the brown germanium-colored rock wall, waking up the abandoned ones sleeping on the suspended rattan slings.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she rubbed her eyes vigorously, and quickly counted her birthday.

"No, how do you count it, it's not time for me to go to heaven yet...... Looks like I'm not dead yet? ”

She frowned, looked up blankly, and shook her head sharply in an attempt to sober herself up.

But after being awake for a long time, the beautiful scenery in front of her was still so real in front of her.

"Forget it, even if she dies like this, in such a enjoyable environment, even if the old lady can't go to heaven, it's worth it."

She simply gave up the idea of figuring out the truth, and when she tried to get up on her right side, she felt a sharp tearing pain in the shoulder blade area of her back!

The pain of this wound rupturing provoked her, who had always been silent, and she couldn't help but gasp with a "snort-" snort.

"Fairy, fairy! Are you awake?! It's really great! ”

A handsome little maid on the side was napping non-stop, and when she heard the movement of abandonment like smoke, she hurriedly trotted over with her skirt all the way, looking at her with a happy face, and her eyes were moved.

How can you not be moved......

The pavilion master ordered, if the woman could not be healed, he would tell her Luo Yi to pierce an arrow as it was, and slowly bleed until she died......

Although this half day is short, her arrow carries an incomprehensible strange poison, and even she, the holy hand of the wonderful doctor, does not know how long it took to develop a cure for it......

Almost all the rare pills she has researched in the past three years......

Naturally, you don't know this.

When I woke up at the sight of smoke, there was not only a beautiful scenery, but also a little girl who seemed to be on standby to take care of herself, and then smelled that this little sister was not the smell of rouge gouache, but the strange smell of agarwood mixed with various drugs, and I couldn't help but be more curious.

She narrowed her eyes, hooked her fingers at Luo Yiyi while lying on her side, and said weakly, "Oops...... It hurts...... Can you see what's going on for me......

"Uncle?"

Although Luo Yiyi felt that the self-proclaimed abandonment of smoke was a little strange, she only muttered in her heart, out of the rarity of abandonment like smoke, she still took a step forward suspiciously, and pulled up her wrist without alertness to take the pulse.

But at this moment, a wicked smile passed by the lips that were as discarded as smoke!