People are wary of unreasonable requests, and this time, of course, is no exception.

Would you easily agree to the request of a stranger you have never met?

The princess laughed.

"I wish I was joking, too." The princess really seemed to be joking, and when she said this, she had a casual smile.

Ye Qingli just glanced at the painting.

This glance seems to be a little different from the beginning.

The mountains and rivers in the painting seem to be moving, and the clouds in the mountains do not seem to be static, but in a state of life.

She tried to look away, but found that her limbs were out of control.

Just fixed her in this posture, Ye Qingli was helpless, what kind of operation is this, forcing her to look at it, right?

She closed her eyes in disbelief.

If you don't look at it, it's okay.

Ji Yuyue's laughter came: "Don't worry, it won't hurt you."

It's just that I said I wanted to help him, and, again, a reminder, oh, if you look at it, you will be sucked in, which you can't stop. ”

Ye Qingli closed his eyes and heard the whistling sound in his ears, as if it was the strength of a blizzard.

One game after another, there seems to be no end in sight.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, the storm stopped.

She opened her eyes and saw the closed door.

This......

Isn't this where she just came?

The entrance to the princess's house.

However, there seems to be something different.

She turned her head to look around, but she didn't seem to find that she had the only option to move forward, because there was nothing around her. Nothing, nothing to see.

Ye Qingli smiled and knocked on the door, but no one opened it.

So, she pushed, and sure enough, the door was hidden, and after a very old creak, the door opened.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Ye Qingli just suddenly thought of a word, called, broken walls.

That's right, the word couldn't be more precise here.

Indeed, it is full of eyes, spreading, broken walls, and desolation.

The house is very simple, and the furnishings inside are scattered and messy.

It's a barren place. This place is full of unidentified weeds. A stone road on the side has been encroached upon by growing weeds.

The simple and dilapidated house, the window paper in the window edge, the original white turned yellow, and the tattered rags drifted in the wind.

Ye Qingli walked forward, and what was greeted was a rotten, but not just rotten aura. It's in the air, it's everywhere, it's everywhere.

Probably because the smell was not very good, Ye Qingli felt very uncomfortable.

Ye Qingli didn't expect to see people here, but he did.

An old man with gray hair and long white eyebrows, dressed in tatters, but not dirty at all, walked out.

"You're finally here." He stroked his long beard and said to Ye Qingli.

"You, do you know me?"

This person is dressed so strangely, if you know him, you will definitely not be impressed.

That is, I don't know it.

"It's hundreds of years later than promised." The old man did not answer her words, but smiled at her.

Ye Qingli felt even more in a trance.

Isn't this unit a little exaggerated, which means that she is currently at least a few hundred years old.

This, how is this possible?