The long pavilion is long, quaint and desolate!

Tingli Zhoutou is like a woman who is lovesick day and night!

Jun Qinghan's footsteps moved lightly, but there seemed to be no place to put his feet, his feet were full of red heart grass, which was red, so that Jun Qinghan's heart was sour for no reason, desolate and full of red heart grass, who knows this hatred? Jun Qinghan seemed to see a woman who had been waiting for a thousand years, waiting for her husband to return here, crying blood in her heart, and her liver and intestines were broken, but she did not regret it for a thousand years. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Jun Qinghan looked at the plaque on the long pavilion again, he seemed to understand something, hating Jun!

Looking forward to the king for a thousand years, hating the king does not return, mixed with love and hate.

Looking at the poppies blooming like poppies under his feet, the bleak and gorgeous red heart grass all over the ground, Jun Qinghan stood stunned, if he wanted to enter the pavilion, he had to step on it, but Jun Qinghan did not allow himself to do this, he could do whatever it took for his strength.

But he doesn't want to, he has the pride of a king, as long as it is something he doesn't want to do, even if he dies, he won't do it, no matter what the price is.

The blood-like red heart grass under her feet made Jun Qinghan suddenly think of Leng Xue Ying, "She waited for herself, but when she rushed there, they couldn't get together for a day", and how many years did the woman look forward to, and when that person came back, she might have passed away.

In the state of mind, a sadness unconsciously swelled up, which was a soft heart-wrenching lovesickness, and a heart-wrenching watch.

With the feeling of the surrounding mood and the change of mood, unconsciously, Jun Qinghan was surrounded by a hazy mist, which slowly lifted Jun Qinghan's entire body, it was really unimaginable, this fog was softer than the wind, how to hold Jun Qinghan up.

The body was like the morning wind, and Jun Qinghan's body was suspended above the red heart grass, like a grain of dust, slowly drifting over the place covered with red heart grass.

When Jun Qinghan opened his eyes slightly, he was slightly stunned in his heart, and immediately exclaimed: "Heavenly clothes against dust and wind?"

With the ability of the eighth stage of the Jun Qing Han Gray Banner, how can he fly? It is only possible that it is because of the dust and wind, and in this wind, even if it is the peak of ten thousand people, it is just a speck of dust.

Jun Qinghan temporarily suppressed the excitement in his heart, the long pavilion in front of him was already in sight, and there were only three steps under his feet, but Jun Qinghan's face did not seem to be so relaxed, these three steps were not paved with ordinary green bricks.

The whole body is colorful and transparent, and it is turquoise, Jun Qinghan can't help but be a little stunned, this step is actually made of Tianxin jasper, and the value of this piece alone is enough to buy ten Lingxiao Empires!

The formation of Tianxin jasper and the formation of ordinary jasper can be said to be very different, he is condensed by tears, and the owner of this tear must be lovesick for thousands of years, with a thousand years of lovesickness. A pool of tears, there is half an inch of Tianxin jasper.

And how many years have these three layers of jasper steps made the woman cry?

Jun Qinghan squatted down, his hand lightly touched the first order of jasper, and his heart was filled with inexplicable lovesickness for a moment......

In the depths of his soul, Jun Qinghan saw a woman in a red wedding dress, with green silk coiled high, standing on tiptoe in the autumn wind, looking into the distance towards the twilight, in the first year, her eyes were the happiness of the newlywed Yan'er......

However, the elegance has passed, ten years have passed, the woman's face is still so charming to the city, it is still the red wedding dress, in addition to happiness in the eyes, there is endless lovesickness, and a faint grievance......

A hundred years have passed, a thousand years have passed......

The continent outside the long pavilion, after the spring and autumn, has become a fertile forest, the woman is still obsessed with watching, the long pavilion is long, the millennium is looking forward to, when the tears are cast into the heart of the jasper, when the soul of lovesickness, blooming all over the red heart grass, looking through the eyes of the autumn water, after all, withering the last trace of happiness!

For a thousand years, there has always been only one woman!

Jun Qinghan suddenly sighed in his heart, and his heart was indescribably heavy......

Suddenly, Jun Qinghan's hand on the Tianxin jasper instantly stabbed, Jun Qinghan quickly withdrew his hand, but the pain did not go away, but it became more violent, every inch of Jun Qinghan's skin was like a knife, doing exquisite carving on it.

Every knife provoked Jun Qinghan's nerves, but it didn't hurt the flesh and skin, only the slightest pain gathered in Jun Qinghan's mind.

And in Jun Qinghan's body, every inch of the acupuncture points and meridians are like being placed on a stove, slowly baking and burning.

Compared to the pain caused by the locking of the Seven Keys of the Heavenly Body, Jun Qinghan was cold all over his body, sweat was like rain, his whole body was stiff like a dead corpse, and his blood vessels were abruptly raised, like a winding earthworm.

Now, the only thing Jun Qinghan can do is to endure, his whole body can't move at all, and he can't sleep, the more pain in his body, the more awake his consciousness becomes, in addition to forbearance, it is to scream, but Jun Qinghan clenched his teeth, and he won't scream out what he says.

Jun Qinghan's body seemed to be staging scenes of human torture and killing art, and after half an hour, the pain in his body gradually disappeared.

Struggling to stand up, Jun Qinghan's breath was not finished, his soul shook instantly, and a mouthful of blood popped out without warning, in the sea of knowledge, Jun Qinghan's soul was like a thousand insects and ants gnawing, and it was like a 10,000-year-old heavenly fire baking, and the ice under the sea was frozen!

Jun Qinghan's face was flushed, his whole body trembled slightly, and his hands were clenched......

Kill, Kill!

Such a delicate torture method, Jun Qinghan is absolutely sure that the master here definitely regards killing as art.

"Ah......h

Jun Qinghan let out a long roar, the pain in his soul finally dissipated like a tide after a long period of torture, Jun Qinghan's eyes were slightly red, staring at the third layer of the Tianxin Jasper Steps, the pain just now was enough for him to despise the pain caused by the Seven Heavenly Tricks in his body.

Sure enough, Jun Qinghan's mind has not yet stabilized, and he only feels a trace of sadness rising in his heart, lonely, and depressed! From the bottom of his heart, a wave of despair arises, and the woman's thousand-year-old wait is not despair in the end? The road to the king is as difficult as ascending to the sky, shouldn't we despair?

The corners of Jun Qinghan's mouth twitched, and he whispered softly, "Kill your body, destroy your soul, and punish your heart!"

After speaking, his body shook uncontrollably, and he swept over the three-layer jasper steps in one step, Jun Qinghan's strong belief made all the means of punishing the heart in vain, even if it was a god, he could not shake Jun Qinghan's firm heart, and nothing could prevent him from becoming a strong man.

Only by becoming a strong person can you save your parents and save Xue Ying, so the three tests of these three layers of jasper steps, on the contrary, are the last layer of punishment for Jun Qinghan.

Jun Qinghan immediately sat cross-legged, the experience just now depleted the Dao Qi in his body, his hands shook slightly, and whirlpools were generated around him, devouring the Dao Qi in all directions......

When Jun Qinghan fully recovered, he stood up and looked at the surroundings of the pavilion lightly, elegant and simple.

Suddenly, Jun Qinghan's brows furrowed slightly, the revived three-hundred-year-old dragon soul made him feel that there were traces of erasure in the surrounding space, his eyes were slightly closed, and the power of his soul extended to the surroundings, constantly probing. After the tea time, the corners of his mouth were hooked, his fingers were slightly in the air, and his body was suddenly torn by a strong force, and Jun Qinghan was instantly pulled into another space.

When Jun Qinghan opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by an ancient mottled cave, and a dark passage continued to extend......

"What about the others?" After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, Jun Qinghan suddenly heard a voice coming from a distance, and immediately quickened his pace.

"Dead", only to hear Yan Nangui Bing's indifferent answer without the slightest emotion, Jun Qinghan looked at the eight people in a closed hall, raised his eyebrows, hid his figure, and walked towards Yu Zhange's side.

Jun Qinghan looked at Bai Xiaopang in amazement, his heart fluctuated, at this time Bai Xiaopang actually recovered his original body, but his whole body was as thin as a bamboo pole, Jun Qinghan was puzzled, "How is it possible? far more than three hundred catties of meat, now it is less than seventy catties."

In fact, Bai Xiaopang was also very depressed, when he passed the first order of the Tianxin Jasper Stage, the painful punishment made Bai Xiaopang's whole body sweat like water, Bai Xiaopang watched the fat of his body disappear bit by bit, although the body was painful, not to mention how happy.

So for the next half an hour, Bai Xiaopan was in pain and happiness, but in the end, when Bai Xiaopang saw that he had no flesh and only bones left in his body, he was shocked, and suddenly shouted: "It's over, it's over, I'm going to become a skeleton, I could sell myself to make money before, but now no one can afford my sick body."

Jun Qinghan shook his head slightly, "This genius has long been unable to see through him."

His eyes flickered involuntarily, and when he shook towards Yu Zhange, Jun Qinghan's face instantly turned cold, like a piece of ice for ten thousand years! )