Jiang Quinoa shook his body vigorously, but his body was still motionless.

The two coachmen looked at her with numb and empty eyes, and in her frightened eyes they stepped forward and lifted her up, and then carried her into the carriage without saying a word.

Jiang Quinoa was anxious, but he kept convincing himself to calm down.

It seems that these two coachmen will not hurt her at present, otherwise they would not have gone to great lengths to force her to ride in the carriage and directly do it to her.

But it was unknown where the carriage would pull her next, so she had to pretend to obey and then find a way to slip away while she was unprepared.

After making up her mind, her eyes gradually turned cold, and her attention was focused on the two coachmen.

The two coachmen stiffly grabbed the two ropes in front of the carriage, and with a strong pull, the carriage ran obediently.

Under their control, the carriage turned around and went in the direction they had come.

The carriage was moving slowly in mid-air, Jiang Quinoa looked down, and their figures were reflected on the ice-blue lake, and the two coachmen reflected in it were actually sticking out their long tongues, looking like hanged ghosts.

She closed her eyes and reopened them again, and what she saw this time frightened her even more, because even the carriage looked terrifying, turning into a black carriage covered with red paper flowers, which made her think of some funeral procession for a moment.

And the picture reflected on the surface of the lake is not very similar to the scene of marrying a ghost bride?

A cold air came up from the soles of his feet, and Jiang Quinoa pulled out the cold in his heart, and goosebumps came out.

Where is this going to drag her?

She blinked her sour eyes, and several possible outcomes had already occurred in her mind.

However, when the carriage passed the lake, it stopped at a place that surprised her.

The terrifying scene she imagined did not appear, but instead saw a particularly romantic landscape.

It is a sea of white flowers, swaying in the breeze, and the petals and green leaves gently swaying, converging into a beautiful picture.

This kind of ginger quinoa has been seen before, and it is called Junzi Orchid.

Monarch orchid comes in a variety of colors, but her favorite is white.

The white petals are wrapped in pale yellow stamens, and the color is fresh and vibrant.

Junzilan also symbolizes the gentleman's humility, gentleness and courtesy, talent but not arrogance, but I don't know that it also has the same meaning in this world.

Jiang Quinoa rolled his eyes and looked at the entire sea of flowers, and all kinds of questions surged in his heart.

She could only squint at the two coachmen, and asked them silently with questioning eyes.

The two coachmen didn't look at her, they turned around with wooden faces, and in the same way they lifted Jiang Quinoa up, helped her out of the carriage, and then fell to the ground.

The moment her feet hit the ground, her body finally regained its mobility, and the spiritual power in her body was also full again.

She immediately wanted to escape, but a murderous aura suddenly appeared on the two coachmen behind her, which made her immediately suppress the impulse in her heart.

She smiled, pretended to be happy, and spun around happily in the sea of flowers.

This kind of appearance is really stupid, but it successfully made the two coachmen restrain their killing intent.

The two of them had completed their task, bowed in the direction of the void, and then turned and pulled the carriage and staggered away.

After they ran a certain distance, Jiang Quinoa immediately put away his smile and ran towards the flower sea.

"Bang!"

She was so fast that she hit the strange membrane and was bounced back.

Reacting very quickly, she hurriedly stabilized her body and flew out more than a hundred meters backwards before falling back to the ground.

The orchids around him were stirred by its momentum, making a rustling sound, and then the whole sea of flowers danced together.

Jiang Quinoa looked left and right, and there was a trace of sadness between his eyebrows.

Just when she was frowning, a terrifying aura suddenly came from behind her, and she was suddenly startled in her heart, and quickly turned around.

It was a figure, flying towards her.

She clenched the horizontal knife in her hand, her whole body tense, in a defensive posture.

The figure was getting closer and closer, closer and closer, gradually allowing Jiang Quinoa to see his face clearly.

She couldn't help but be stunned, because that person was Shangguan Che, the Shangguan Che who slaughtered the entire Lilliputian Kingdom in order to resurrect Yuanqing's predecessors.

How could it be him?

He's not dead yet?

Jiang Quinoa's eyes widened in surprise, I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, how can Shangguan Che still be alive?

But the facts were in front of her, and he appeared in front of her alive.

He was wearing a white dress, which was made for him by Yuanqing's predecessors before his death, and the cuffs were embroidered with a gentleman's orchid.

Clivia?

Jiang Quinoa suddenly realized, she almost forgot that Yuanqing's predecessors had said that she wanted to plant white Junzi Orchid outside the cave, which was her favorite flower.

She looked at Shangguan Che, he was still as she had seen in her dreams, chic and uninhibited with a hint of warmth, perfect facial features, and handsome face, which made people unforgettable.

In him, Jiang Quinoa couldn't feel the slightest spiritual power, and he couldn't see his current cultivation.

Could it be ...... He himself has become an immortal bone?

Jiang Quinoa's pupils trembled slightly, only in this way could he explain why Shangguan Che was still alive, and he couldn't feel that Xiu Wei could still fly.

According to legend, the bones are immortal and indestructible, and the combat power is strong, even the monks in the god transformation period dare not take its edge.

Although this legend is somewhat exaggerated, under normal circumstances, it is indeed immortal and immortal.

His body was too hard, so hard that nothing could hurt him, let alone kill him.

If Shangguan Che really became an immortal, then she was too dangerous.

Jiang Quinoa held Su Kong tightly, his eyes gradually sank, if he couldn't beat and couldn't run away, then he would fight with him, even if he died, he had to let him peel off his skin.

Perhaps influenced by the tragic scenes she had watched in the Great War, she always felt that she couldn't die in vain.

If she really can only fall, then she will choose to blow herself up with her last breath and give the enemy a good drink!

She quietly looked ahead, Shangguan Che got closer and closer, and soon arrived in front of her.

I saw a burst of brilliance slowly emerging in his wooden eyes, and then gradually covered by strong affection.

He opened his lips lightly and called softly:

"Yuan Qing."

This familiar and unfamiliar voice seemed to pull Jiang Quinoa back into the dream, and Shangguan Che at that time was such a gentle call to Yuanqing's predecessors.

However, she is not Yuanqing's predecessor......

Jiang Qu's eyes trembled, and he didn't understand why Shangguan Che called her like this, and looked up at him.

But all she saw was a face staring affectionately, and the affection in her eyes seemed to overwhelm her.

"Yuanqing ......"

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