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Jiang Pingchuan stood up and looked at the courtyard around him, he didn't understand why he couldn't touch anything in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In this courtyard, Jiang Pingchuan seemed to be lost, and everything seemed to be empty in front of him.

Jiang Pingchuan closed his eyes and looked at the peach tree in front of him when he opened his eyes again.

The peach blossoms on the peach tree suddenly all bloomed, and among the many pink peach blossoms, Jiang Pingchuan saw the white flower.

Hua'er looked at Jiang Pingchuan and smiled slightly, Jiang Pingchuan's eyes gradually appeared illusions.

When he regained his senses, the place in front of him was no longer the courtyard of the Jin family, but a dark valley.

Jiang Pingchuan took his own steps, and as soon as he took a step, there was a sound of Suo Suo around him.

As the voice changed, the surrounding darkness was illuminated by white flowers, and Jiang Pingchuan saw the scene in front of him.

This is not a valley, but an abandoned city, and Jiang Pingchuan stands in the square and looks at everything around him.

The buildings here are covered with black vines, and the vines are covered with crystal clear white flowers.

These flowers shine brightly throughout the city, and as far as the eye can see, the owner of the entire city has become these entrenched vines.

Jiang Pingchuan walked slowly along the road in front of him, and the gray stone paved road had shown signs of decay due to the long time.

The buildings on the left and right sides were covered with cracks, large or small, and these cracks were reflected in Jiang Pingchuan's eyes, as if his pupils were cracking little by little.

When Jiang Pingchuan withdrew his eyes and stopped looking at the cracks in the buildings, there was a slight cracking sound in his eyes.

Jiang Pingchuan stretched out his hand and touched his eyes, and a grain of pupil residue appeared on his fingers.

Jiang Pingchuan was stunned in his heart, twisted his brows, and continued to walk forward with his own steps.

Now he could feel that he must have entered a mysterious space, where everything he encountered was just an illusion.

Thinking of this, Jiang Pingchuan no longer cared about the blood marks on his eyes, nor did he pay attention to the slightest broken sound in his eyes.

Jiang Pingchuan took the Shura gun in his hand and dragged it on the ground, and gradually Jiang Pingchuan's eyes were confused.

He had forgotten how he had come here, why he had been walking in the direction he had been heading in the direction he had been.

Suddenly, Jiang Pingchuan stopped his steps and looked at everything around him with a blank expression.

The surrounding area is still a ruined building, and the builders are still covered with vines, and the vines are still blooming with dazzling white flowers.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at his feet, he didn't remember how long he had walked, and looked at the long and headless road in front of him.

Jiang Pingchuan once again walked forward with his own steps, and gradually his steps began to slow down.

His feet were still slowly petrified and fixed to the stone slab, and Jiang Pingchuan brandished the Aoki Shura spear in his hand and cut off his own feet.

Then he walked forward with his own steps again, Jiang Pingchuan's body became shorter and shorter, and he kept cutting off the parts of his petrified body.

Until after a shot cut off his legs, Jiang Pingchuan lay on the ground in a daze, panting.

He chose to drop the spear in his hand, spread his hands, and began to crawl forward on the ground.

Gradually, his hands began to struggle, and he continued to walk forward holding his petrified body, and the further he went, the faster he petrified.

When his eyes scanned the surroundings, the flowers blooming on the vines were looking at Jiang Pingchuan on the ground with a smile.

Jiang Pingchuan also laughed with the flowers, and smashed his body with both hands.

"Who are you and why are you here"

Suddenly, a childish voice came from Jiang Pingchuan's ears, Jiang Pingchuan was stunned in place, his eyes looked at everything around him, and the heartbeat in his body began to slow down.

"Who am I and why am I here......."

"Who am I and why am I here......."

“......”

Jiang Pingchuan kept muttering these words, but his body was still moving forward slowly.

Jiang Pingchuan's heart began to twitch, and began to turn into a hard stone, which was exposed outside Jiang Pingchuan's body, trembling slightly.

Jiang Pingchuan's hands also began to petrify, and when he only had one head left, Jiang Pingchuan's head stopped in place.

His eyes were looking straight ahead, and he was still muttering the words, and gradually his eyes began to tell the truth and then shattered.

When Jiang Pingchuan's entire head told the truth, the white flowers on the surrounding vines began to fall.

They were full of smiles and floated through the city, laughing, and a girl walked out of the sea of flowers.

The girl walked up to Jiang Pingchuan's head and reached out to touch Jiang Pingchuan's head gently, and the head immediately turned into powder and fell to the ground.

The girl walked slowly in the direction Jiang Pingchuan came from, and the bodies that had turned into powder began to slowly recover where she walked.

When the girl walked to the place where Jiang Pingchuan had just entered, Jiang Pingchuan's body happened to be standing there, and there was only a statue standing.

The woman looked at Jiang Pingchuan's statue and reached out to pull Jiang Pingchuan's hand, and the stone statue began to shake violently.

"Who am I?"

After Jiang Pingchuan woke up, he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly, and after shouting, Jiang Pingchuan looked at everything in front of him suspiciously.

He suddenly didn't understand why he said what he had just said, Jiang Pingchuan looked at his body and then at the environment next to him.

What appeared in my eyes was an old castle, and the vines climbing on the buildings were blooming one by one.

Jiang Pingchuan took a look at his surroundings, took his own steps, and walked down the road in front of him again.

Yu Qingyang within the Imperial Immortal Sect frowned tightly and looked at the green lantern on the table, and the flame of the green lantern changed inexplicably.

Yu Qingyang watched the flame of the green lantern getting weaker and weaker, and knew that Jiang Pingchuan must have had an accident.

The flames began to weaken, and after seven days, the wick flame burned again.

Although he had regained his vigorous burning state, Yu Qingyang found that the flames in front of him would be weaker than the last time every time they regained their vigor.

This was a cycle of consuming Jiang Pingchuan's life, Yu Qingyang stood up and walked outside the room to look at the purple flame left by Jiang Pingchuan at the peak of Jue Zhan Peak.

The flame did not change according to the pattern of the green lantern, but the purple flame shrank a little bit every seven days.

The rest of the Imperial Immortal Sect felt it, but Yu Qingyang could feel that Jiang Pingchuan was gradually leaving here, or that Jiang Pingchuan was gradually dying.

Yu Qingyang flew up to Jue Zhan Peak with his own steps, and on Jue Zhan Peak, Tianming was closing his eyes and stabilizing his breath.

Tianming opened his eyes and glanced at Yu Qingyang.

"I'm going out, you have to hurry" Yu Qingyang glanced at Tianming before disappearing on Jue Zhan Peak. (To be continued.) )