With his identity, running around the palace and burrowing into the garden is naturally not a good thing, and it will even make others disgusted with him again.

Xuan Zhongshi thought about it, he was carrying the Qianque Sword, and at this moment he had subconsciously headed towards his own garden.

The strong floral fragrance here was not as strong as he imagined, maybe it was only half opened, or maybe it was defeated.

Immersive!

The Xuan family was always very open, it was in the deepest part of the residential area, and he didn't know if the door connecting the two places was also locked?

At this moment, the sky is high and the clouds are light, which makes Xuan Zhongshi tired.

He almost didn't sleep all night, protecting his jaw, on the couch in her house, Xuan Zhongshi didn't think of sleeping at all, just silently guarded her.

Now sleepy-eyed.

He was worried about jaw heaven.

Directly stepping into the lush grass and trees in front of him, his eyes no longer sparkled.

Maybe it's because of the lack of jaw sky.

"She didn't see that."

His heart was full of regrets, half-truths and half-truths, saying that there had been deaths here, and broken souls were wandering......

"How so?"

The Genaka Ages naturally walked in this in style.

He had no interest in flowers and plants, and treated the thorny rose with a little criticism, but he plucked a very small cherry blossom and watched it fall to the ground with the wind.

It's amazing, Fan Shunxin was still eating cherries just now, and he was picking cherry blossoms.

He was so drunk that he felt that the sky in front of him was also gloomy and gloomy.

After appreciating the flowers, his heart has already become colder, and his disgust with Yan Xixin has been hovering in his heart.

He prayed, and finally stepped into the sea of flowers in front of him, only to feel that his heart was about to be smoked to death.

Indeed, it has become a melting pot that cannot be ignored, a place for the exercise of perception, and a place for the training of the mind.

Xuan Zhongshi also gasped involuntarily, and in front of his eyes, time had also changed disorderly and anxiously, and his gaze had been cast to the farthest distance.

It's a fence.

Here and there on the shore of the sea of flowers, at the junction, but there is like a mouth, a touch of the moat, separated by an iron fence.

"What's the use of that?"

It's not something that can be done by jumping over the wall.

That fence is perverted high, more than three meters long!

As everyone knows, how can this be made.

Jaw Tian didn't know, Xuan Zhongshi looked at the thick steel frame in front of him, and it was messy in the wind for a while.

Steel frames, metal scents, delicate carvings, non-stop blooming morning glories, are lazily cocking their tails.

The world here, including the Imperial Garden across the wall, is naturally more gorgeous.

I can't understand why two families don't become one.

The Xuan Middle Ages did not know these histories.

He only thought it was strange.

His body, along the iron fence of about fifty meters in front of him, searched for the existence of the door.

This is his "unique" time.

The nightshade in front of him had already closed the petals, a short-lived beauty, and his body walked step by step.

Forward, his heart is a big ambition from small to big.

Behind the iron fence in front of me was a clump of mulberry leaves.

Xuan Zhongshi thought of the wound in the jaw sky, and his heart felt guilty.

"I didn't help you with the medicine, and the pill matter, I think, I'm going to work harder."

His voice, remorse and anticipation.

But, eventually, he will lose his heart.

"Here!"

Suddenly, Xuan Zhongshi called out, and in his voice, the feeling of joy was overflowing.

He was in a very good mood, naturally because of the door in front of him, which showed a strong defensive power!

It's an iron gate, and sure enough, there is a door!

Xuan Zhongshi's interest was attracted, and at this moment, like him, he paid more attention to the things in front of him that excited him.

It is a door made of iron wire, and the extraordinarily slender iron wire, under the hands of skilled craftsmen, has also turned into a light ripple, with many mysterious patterns, subtly connected on it.

Is this a door? It's still a silhouette.

Xuan Zhongshi couldn't help but admire.

That exquisite, that silver glitter.

He couldn't help but think of the other side, a keyhole, a slender key.

It's a door, a key to open a lock.

But what is the key to this door?

"My Qianque Sword?"

Three strands of wire, one keyhole.

The keyhole is also relatively rare, and the shadow on the body covers the sun, a large hollow, almost to absorb the human mind.

Gen Zhongshi remembered the sunken eye sockets on the skull.

Why is it so similar? Could it be that this thing is going to be plugged into an eye.

He's creepy.

"Forget it, I'll give it a try with the Qianque Sword."

The Qianque Sword is already very silent now, and it is difficult for the Xuan Zhongshi to hear its body and see the figure of the Qianque Sword.

Now, he took out the Thousand Que Sword and sheathed it to face the keyhole.

This thing, too, is drunk.

The Qianque Sword was dim, it really looked like a key, it was a good hand by Jaw Tian's side, and now it was not embarrassed to become the key to the enslavement of the Xuan Middle World...... Sure enough, it's different.

The matter of the Qianque sword stuffed into the keyhole is a foregone conclusion.

This idea was purely accidental—it was just an idea of the Xuan Middle Ages

However, it was it that made the dilemma of the door lock smoothly lifted.

This is a prelude to praise.

Xuan Zhongshi's body was straight, and there were craggy shoulder blades on his back, as if he was as thin as Jaw Tian, but his Yang Qi was completely crushing Jaw Tian.

This matter has made Xuan Zhongshi not know what to do.

After he smoothly smashed his Qianque sword into the hole, he twisted it to the right as he pleased.

Xuan Zhongshi's movements were soft, and he inadvertently revealed a starry vision, which was condensed on the Qianque Sword in front of him at this moment.

"Sure enough."

The next moment, a flash of playfulness and surprise flashed in his eyes.

These ecstatic feelings, expressed by him in a very indifferent word, are indeed quite depressing.

On the contrary, he twisted the Qianque Sword to the right, and with a "click", the sound of the lock opening had already made the frowning expression disappear between the eyebrows of Xuan Zhongshi.

Without leaving a trace, he hid the vicissitudes of his brow with a smile.

"I don't know if you're still there."

A dull sound, a "squeaky rattle" sound.

It's also quite rough at the moment, and after people listen to it, they will immediately have a small pimple in their hearts.

The door slowly opened towards his destination.

Xuan Zhongshi raised his eyebrows in surprise, and immediately stopped caring about the affairs of Xuanfu.

He pulled out the Qianque Sword from the door that popped open.

The Qianque Sword still couldn't hold up the wall with mud, it only knew that it was lying on Xuan Zhongshi's hand, and it was stunned motionless.

It gave Xuan Zhongshi a new lease of life, and this time, Xuan Zhongshi was also enough to smile confidently.

The winding path leads to the secluded place, which is the palace where simplicity and luxury coexist.

There are cold palaces, large halls, countless small halls, all in all, the architectural style is also the same as the human world.

The door was two meters long, so that after Xuan Zhongshi was frightened, he only heard the distant birdsong.

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