The heavy door is deeply locked, and once you step into this garden, you can feel the yin qi swirling, and there is a faint evil aura rushing to the eyebrows.

Beilan Laiye felt dizzy with every step she took, as if there were countless resentful spirits shouting in her ears, her eardrums were fragile, and she was almost about to collapse. As I pressed against the wall, I walked step by step towards the place not far away, and the road under my feet gradually became scarce, and all I could see was overgrown with weeds and a vast wasteland.

There are no gazebos, no streams, no flowers and herbs, and there are no traces of spirit animals.

She stroked her throat, which was unbearably dry, and found a secluded place to sit down, quietly closed, looking for the feeling. It's all a vast place, and there's a head in it.

I don't know, and there are no spirit animals to ask.

Not even a living creature.

"What kind of place is this, why is there so much ghostly aura, even the spiritual power can't be suppressed." She could feel the desperation that rose from hell with every step she took.

She took out a spiritual weapon from the air and placed it in the air, she looked around vigilantly, and randomly picked up a few patches of grass, and a light water color appeared in front of her eyes. She stepped on it and almost sucked it in.

The black air that lingered everywhere, and the sound formed a barrier in her ears.

"Where the hell are these voices coming from?!" No one replied, and no one knew what this dilapidated yard was used for, and she leaned forward slightly, so that she could see what she looked like back then.

This is me from a hundred years ago, with plain hair and a shawl, gray clothes, and a smile that looks innocent.

In an instant, those faces were shattered, with a sad and helpless look, and their eyes were no longer clear, forgetting the innocence and kindness of their youth. When did this start, she didn't know, didn't understand, didn't even know.

It's been a long time.

It seems like hundreds of years ago.

Oh, I don't remember how long ago that was. Beilan Laiye put down the weeds, bored, looking for something reliable and information in the weeds, she inadvertently kicked a piece of hard iron. It slammed into the broken mirror on the side, making a clanging sound. In order to attract her, he appeared in front of her silently.

There are many things that make her feel involuntarily and even out of control, what happened to those things and those people.

"It really doesn't sound like that this dark iron is here, and there are still such good things on the ruined island." Beilan Laiye bent down and picked up this piece of dark iron, she wiped it clean with her sleeve, and put it in front of her to look at it a few times. This thing is in good condition, and if it is sold in the street market of the magic city, it is estimated that it is worth a few crystal nuclei.

She put it on her teeth and bit it twice, and felt like it was about to be cracked.

said indignantly: "This thing is really not soft at all." I don't know what is good about this place, it is just such a thing, there is not even a spirit beast, it is really barren and desolate. ”

The dark iron shines a little in the sunlight, making it even more tranquil in this quiet place.

After a few steps, she stepped on a long beard and walked near a stone pile, where she found a pile of fragments, old things that belonged to the original flower pot.

"What are these, and how did they end up here?"