"Then, come on!!"

Mu Shijing looked at death as if he were at home.

However, Lin Shouxi didn't know if he was shocked by her sudden move, and he didn't do anything for a while.

Mu Shijing maintained this posture, and felt even more ashamed, she pulled the hair that blocked her vision behind her ears, and then turned her head slightly, and scolded: "I just urged endlessly, and now I am grinding again, what do you mean?" Do you play tricks and humiliate me sincerely? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a white shadow suddenly floated from the corner of her eye, and then she was hugged from behind.

- Lin Shouxi came behind her at some point and hugged her.

But he didn't make any further movements, but hugged her and said, "Don't be nervous, we can go out for a walk first." ”

"Who's nervous?"

Mu Shijing replied angrily, and after a few symbolic struggles, there was no further word.

She also felt that she was too impulsive just now, so she had to cold her face and pretend to be angry, so as to prevent Lin Shouxi from making fun of her.

The underground palace is very large, and life is also rich and colorful, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is another world, but this underground palace has no sun and moon, even if it is open and empty, it still gives people a sense of depression.

Before going out, Mu Shijing dressed up for a while.

Mu Shijing's dressing has always been extremely simple, generally speaking, just combing her hair, at most decorating some red lip grease, looking more gorgeous, Mu Shijing's statement on this is 'no fat powder is to maintain the beauty of natural carving', but Lin Shouxi knows that she actually can't.

This is not to blame Mu Shijing, her appearance is too beautiful, and any modification is superfluous, so no matter how clever she is, she looks clumsy in makeup.

Mu Shijing changed into a black dress, cleaned up his mood, and temporarily left the floating stone house.

Outside the stone house is the way to meet the gods.

Shinto is like a vertebrae, spanning the void and connecting the stone house to the ground.

There is also a mystery in this Shinto.

Its length depends entirely on the inner time of the walker, when you are in a good mood and feel that time flies, you can quickly pass through Shinto, and when you are nervous and have a sense of living like a year, Shinto can become surprisingly long, as if there is no end to it.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing held hands, and walked for a long time with a stick of incense, but they couldn't walk through the divine way.

"Don't be nervous, empty your mind." Lin Shouxi said.

"I'm not nervous, it's you who is nervous, right?" Mu Shijing glanced at him and snorted coldly: "Some people, thieves are the best at catching thieves." ”

"Really?"

Lin Shouxi let go of the hand he shook with Mu Shijing.

Then.

He took a step forward.

Just one step later, on the long Shinto Road, Lin Shouxi's figure was no longer visible, and only Yu Mushi stood in place at a loss.

After a while, she said angrily, "You come back to me!" ”

She ran forward.

But the more anxious she was, the longer the Shinto Dao became, she ran for a long time and couldn't catch up with Lin Shouxi, she stopped, a sense of loneliness swelled in her heart, she sat on the ground, feeling aggrieved.

At this time, Lin Shouxi returned to her and stretched out his hand to her.

Mu Shijing was unconsciously moved, she only felt that she was being bullied, she slapped Lin Shouxi's hand hard, and said angrily: "Who asked you to come back?" ”

Finally, they made it to the shore.

When the shoes touched the solid land, Mu Shijing felt indescribably steady.

The underground palace is very large and full of dangers, and it is impossible to visit it in a month.

They don't have a clear place to go, they just walk in the vast underground world, through this bizarre world, they can really feel the pain of when Pale is in a desperate situation - she wants to create a world that deceives herself, but she can't fool herself, and in the end, she can only hope for an ultimate fantasy.

Mu Shijing's heart gradually calmed down.

Their realm has recovered, there is no danger of life, at this time walking in the underground palace, more like exploring the magnificent and mysterious cave wonders, although it is created in pale, but when Mu Shijing walks in it, he is still often frightened by some strange visions.

As when they first came to the underground palace, they set foot here, and were immediately hostile and besieged by the indigenous creatures, they were chased by a group of rats that could discharge for a long time, and encountered a violent monster like a carp and a dragon in the sea, Lin Shouxi was not afraid of them, but he did not draw his sword, but just blindly fled with Mu Shijing.

This kind of escape can always evoke many memories of them, and it is strange to say that these thrilling pictures on the edge of life and death are actually covered with a layer of warm light when they look back.

When he escaped to a stone forest with dogs' teeth, the surroundings finally quieted down.

Mu Shijing sat on the stone, looked sideways, and suddenly saw flowers growing in the cracks of the stone.

It was a white, four-petaled flower, with thin and beautiful petals, a slender and fragile stem, and it struggled out of the cracks in the stone, stubbornly swaying in the wind.

"You see, even in the most sinister places, there are always beautiful things growing in the darkness and cracks, the paleness of the year is desperate, but in the depths of her soul, hope should never be extinguished." When Mu Shijing said this, he couldn't help but feel a lot brighter.

She reached out and stroked the petals, trying to get a little hope on her fingertips.

Lin Shouxi grabbed her wrist and said, 'Be careful'.

The next moment.

The earth shook under the flowers, and a vine snake hidden under the rock rushed out like lightning and bit Mu Shijing.

It turns out that the flower grows from the forehead of the vine serpent, and it uses the fragrant flower as bait to attract other beings to approach, and then launches a surprise attack to eat it.

When Mu Shijing came back to his senses, the vine snake had been killed by Lin Shouxi.

The white flowers withered with life.

Mu Shijing felt lost.

Passing through the craggy stone forest, continuing on, there is a freshwater lake, the water of which is formed by the snow leaking from the cracks in the ground, and you can feel a chill from afar.

The lake is calm.

Mu Shijing sat by the lake, and couldn't help but think of the night when he was boating with Lin Shouxi, the lonely island treasure temple, the wind and rain hit, and the wind and tide swept over, blowing down the heavy snake blood pears on the island.

Today, the Si people have not changed, but the moonlight was unpredictable at that time.

When Mu Shijing was still sad, Lin Shouxi on the side had already carved the wooden boat.

The wooden boat enters the water.

Lin Shouxi took her hand and jumped onto the wooden boat.

Mu Shijing stood at the head of the boat, the hem of the black dress swaying against the slender white legs.

The fish in the water ripple in circles on the surface of the lake.

Then, beneath this beautiful picture, countless piranhas with sharp teeth jumped out of the water and rushed towards the cabin.

When the tune ended, there were even more evil dragons who raised their heads from the deep pool, wanting to swallow them with the boat.

The wooden boat is docked on the shore.

The shore was a patch of snow and ice.

Mu Shijing sat in the ice and snow, put the snow in his palm and rubbed it, but he didn't feel cold.

"When I was a child, my sister made fish for me, and when my sister made fish, she would always play a guqin for the fish first. I didn't understand, so I asked my sister why, and my sister said that she wanted to relax the fish, and when the fish completely relaxed its vigilance, she killed it coldly. ”

When Mu Shijing was playing in the snow, Lin Shouxi's voice rang out.

Mu Shijing was shocked when he heard this, and asked, "Are you borrowing fish as a metaphor?" ”

Isn't her current self the fish that was brought out to relax before being slaughtered, she thought?

"What is the metaphor of a fish?"

Lin Shouxi asked suspiciously, and handed over the grilled fish.

Mu Shijing looked at this fish, and couldn't help but feel that something hurt it. This sadness was soon swept away by the deliciousness of the fish.

After eating fish and drinking spring water, the two continued to walk towards the depths of the underground palace.

The deeper you go, the colder it gets.

If the main color of the previous world was sinister, then the current world is only cold, and in this crystal ice and snow, they are the only living beings.

The snowfields rise high up like a mountain rising from the ground.

Mu Shijing faintly felt that something on the mountain peak was calling to him.

They came to the top of the snow-capped mountains.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, there are more stone walls towering to the sky, such as the sky, and there is no road.

- Before they knew it, they had come to the edge of the dungeon.

Beneath the stone wall, stands a lonely tombstone.

The tombstone is square, the surface is smooth, there is no text, and the origin is unknown.

"Is this the boundary monument of the dungeon?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Nope."

Mu Shijing shook his head and said, "This is a tombstone. ”

"Tombstones? Whose tombstone? Lin Shouxi asked.

"Mine." Mu Shijing replied.

Lin Shouxi didn't know what to say.

"Isn't that weird?" Mu Shijing smiled slightly and said: "This underground palace is the tomb I prepared for myself, it is dead, depressing, full of chaos and evil, but it is the most suitable place for the dragon to be buried." ”

"Is this dungeon a pale tomb?" Lin Shouxi realized it later.

Whether it is the king of blue or the king of the void, they have been entangled in the heart by the roots of the tree for a long time, sealing the underground, and the pale, as the king of ten thousand dragons, actually forms a similar picture with the wood of the world, this scene reveals the strange beauty of fate, as if it is a doomsday scroll drawn for the great life of the dragon.

"The Grey Tomb King......"

"Perhaps, the Lord of the Grey Tomb is also a monster born from this tomb."

Mu Shijing smiled faintly, she leaned down, her fingers slid over the edge of the straight tombstone, she said: "There is nothing strange about this, although Pale is the king of eternity, but how can there be absolutely perfect beings in the world, even if it is as strong as Pale, in the hesitation and hesitation, it may still unconsciously give birth to dark and evil devils, everything in the world is like this, Pale will be captured by the order itself while creating this order." She couldn't disobey herself. ”

Lin Shouxi nodded slightly.

The boy and the girl stood quietly in front of this wordless tombstone.

"Do you want to mourn?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"What? Are you looking forward to my immortal death so much? Mu Shijing smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Shouxi couldn't help but laugh and said, "You are at most a demon." ”

"Look for death!"

Mu Shijing rushed towards Lin Shouxi fiercely.

Lin Shouxi subconsciously dodged and chased after her, but strangely, this time, Mu Shijing did not chase her.

When Lin Shouxi turned around again, he saw Mu Shijing sitting upright on this ancient tombstone, smiling at him.

The black dress is perfectly ironed against her figure, the half-exposed fragrant shoulders are white and thrilling, the small shoes with high heels have faded and are placed on the side of the tombstone, the jade legs with dark snow silk thin socks hang down gently, the lines are graceful and dexterous, and the elegant and tender feet are hidden under the thin socks, which can only faintly glimpse the outline, which makes people reverie.

She combed her hair in a delicate bun, and her beautiful beauty smiled softly, making it impossible to tell whether it was a glamorous and seductive goblin sitting here at the moment, or a Taoist saint who did not eat fireworks.

Her smile was an invitation to Lin Shouxi.

"Is it here?" Lin Shouxi hesitated.

"Is there a better place to be?" Mu Shijing asked rhetorically.

At this moment, she is like a snow lotus or a poppy, exuding a fragrant and alluring poison, but she is so soul-grabbing.

It doesn't get any more fitting than that.

In the past few months, they have been suppressed for too long.

Lin Shouxi no longer hesitated.

In the snow.

Teenagers and girls hugged each other, their lips pressed together.

When the lips are cool and can be touched, it is like a flame meeting with a flame.

After kissing passionately for a long time, when Mu Shijing's eyes returned to clear, she only felt cold all around.

"Thief." Mu Shijing is quiet and disgusting.

This is the ultimate fate of the Holy Maiden of Daomen.

In the past, she had never imagined such a scene, even if she imagined it, the only thing she could feel was humiliation, but at this moment, she just wanted to be intoxicated and never wake up again.

The wind and snow gradually stopped.

Time seems to have gone back many years.

In the cave many years ago, Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were trapped in the ice cave on a snowy night.

This chapter is a bit short, I owe you a thousand words, and I will pay it back tomorrow. (I've been sealed for two chapters before, and I don't know what to do, so this chapter is written, and I'm very hesitant.)

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