Chapter 222: Dream Bay (1)

After thinking about it for several days, Qingluan didn't think what the opportunity to change the real person in the cold night was.

The only one who can have a clue.

Get rid of the king's thousand evils.

I'm afraid it's a thousand nights falling.

Merely... Qingluan estimated that the person hated her to death, and I was afraid that he would not be willing to tell her about the real person in the cold night.

"After crossing the Dream Bridge, it is Shumeng Bay."

The white dove pointed ahead and whispered.

A few white doves spread their wings and flew into the misty sky.

Far ahead, there were clouds and mist, a hollow valley thousands of meters long, and the faint sound of water flowing below, and a bridge built of chains hung horizontally, and the other end of the bridge was hidden in the clouds and smoke, and there was no end in sight.

Qingluan jumped out of the carriage and stared intently.

"No, I can't see it, at least a few thousand meters away." Qingluan shook her head after looking at it, she couldn't see the other side.

"You can't see it either?" The white pigeon was slightly surprised.

"yes, this bridge is so long?" Qingluan leaned her neck down, fortunately she was not afraid of heights, "What about the paper kite, can you see the other side?" Qingluan asked the paper kite not far away, her strength is stronger than herself, she should be able to see a little more, right?

However, the paper kite also shook its head, "I can't see clearly." ”

"What about you? Can anyone see the other side clearly? Qingluan tilted his head, turned around and asked a few people behind him.

Yao Baixue and the others immediately shook their heads.

"There is a formation barrier there, and you can't see it clearly with your eyesight, girls!" Ye Buyan carried the wine jar, lay on the roof of the car on his side, and shouted lazily to a few people.

"Oh?" Qingluan was slightly surprised.

White mist curls.

Feng Yicen shook the feather fan and slowly landed beside Qingluan, "Senior sister, you can rest assured, that formation barrier only plays a disguise role, and nothing else." "Prevent voyeurism?" Qingluan sideways his head.

"Roughly so."

Warm as jade.

The robes are flying, peerless.

Wei Shengliang also appeared next to Qingluan at some point, floating out of the dust, unstained.

The position of these two people...

Qingluan narrowed his eyes slightly, it seemed that their guests had arrived at Shumeng Bay and had been waiting for them on the opposite side for a long time.

"Let's go, let's go in." Qingluan raised his eyes, dark eyes, a flash of silver streamer.

The group finally stepped onto the bridge.

The bridge is so wide that even several teams can travel together without any problem.

Considering that Su Jiuyue and the others were afraid of heights, Qingluan specially ordered a few words, asking Mei Xue to pour Shen Yanmei's weak cultivation, or those who were afraid of this height, all got into the carriage and didn't look outside.

"Hey, that's so high—" The white dove glanced down, and hurriedly withdrew his eyes, shuddering.

"Yes, if you fall and don't die, you have to shed a few layers of skin." Qingluan shivered cooperatively.

White Dove: "..."

"It's good that I'm not afraid of heights." Qingluan spread her hands, even if the bridge is broken, she is not afraid, she still has her spider silk babies.

"Qingluan, you really don't have any weaknesses at all." The white dove looked at her and expressed admiration, "You are terrible. ”

"Actually, I still have a lot of weaknesses." Qingluan is modest.

"For example, something that suffers?" Bai Ge thought about it, and suddenly remembered the scene that day when Qingluan stuffed bitter candy to Shi Mo.

“...”

Qingluan glanced at her, "Stop, don't think about it!" ”

The white pigeon coughed softly, his face slightly red.

"No, what are you blushing for!" Qingluan blinked, puzzled, shouldn't it be her blushing? White dove, what is she blushing?!

"Nope..."

“..”