The shrine is located on a steep cliff, a waterfall pours down, and the clouds and mist in the mountains do not disperse for many years, surrounding the surroundings, like a fairyland. At the foot of the mountain, there are large and small villages built along the water. There are hundreds of wood-based creatures in the dense forests of the mountains, and spirit beasts of all levels also rely on this beautiful and comfortable environment to survive.

Baili Yici, as a frequent visitor to the Sacrificial Glass Palace, was called by Shen Ji to accompany Luocheng to take a look at the Sacrificial Glass Palace, and when she recovered, she went on the road to find the spiritual source.

And Shen Ji disappeared like the world evaporated.

Coming out of the room, the simple and beautiful but luxurious sacrificial glass hall was presented in front of him, the elders and disciples were carrying out their cultivation in an orderly manner, and Luo Cheng felt very wonderful as he watched the staggered flying of various spiritual powers in their hands.

She lowered her eyes, and the hand in her sleeve was secretly pinched.

"I'll take you somewhere." Baili Yici took in Luo Cheng's expression, pondered for a moment and said to her.

Luo Cheng turned his head to look at Nangong Yici, his eyes full of doubts.

He looked at her indifferently and motioned with his eyes for her to follow him. Seeing that she didn't move, he had to reach out and grab her arm and walk forward.

The warmth of Bailiyi's palm covered her arm through the clothes, and Luo Cheng let him pull him along.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the water, and it was already autumn, and it was evening. Los Angeles suddenly raised his eyes, but what he saw was an unforgettable scenery in his life.

She was on the cliff, at her feet was the lingering clouds, Baili Yici raised her hand, the clouds and mist slowly dispersed, revealing the original scenery, looking up, everything in the world was in full view.

A waterfall gushes out of the belly of the mountain, forming a lake at the foot of the mountain that flows into a small river, which winds its way through the forest, splitting the forest in half and nourishing all things. Several villages are embedded in it, with terraced rice fields running from top to bottom. In the distance, the lights are dimly lit, and the lights of various colors reflect each other.

The last touch of the sunset was sprinkled on the star cliff, she turned her head to look at Baili Yici, the setting sun dyed his white clothes into a warm color, his hair was raised by the wind, he was looking into the distance, his expression was indifferent and detached, as if what he saw was not the sky, but the things that moved him, the perfect side face was like a peerless moon.

No matter how beautiful the scenery in front of him is, it is probably not as good as his smile.

L.A. looked at him as if the world was still.

Baili Yici felt her gaze, and there was an unknown meaning in her eyes.

There was a bird's cry in the woods.

Luo Cheng gathered his mind, retracted his gaze, and watched the sky slowly darken, and his heart calmed down, "I...... How did you get here? ”

She pondered for a moment, and spoke out the question that had been weighing on her for many days.

"On that day, when I returned home from the north of the city, I heard the sound of a fight when I passed by the dense forest at the foot of the sacrificial glass hall, and I saw you lying on the ground covered in blood." Baili Yi's well-defined hand flipped over, and a cloak immediately appeared in his hand.

L.A. felt warm, and he put a cloak on her.

She stiffened, looking defensive.

Baili Yi glanced at her helplessly and said, "The body is not yet well, if the old injury recurs due to the cold and cold, what is the use of me saving you." ”

She really looks like a little hedgehog .......

Luo Cheng's expression softened, and he couldn't raise his hand, so he tied his cloak for himself.

As he approached, Los Angeles smelled a faint scent of flowers resembling the other side, her favorite flower.

The red Beyond Flower comes from hell and is the color of blood. ——The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, but there is nothing to do in front of the bridge.

"Why did you save me?" Los Angeles closed his eyes and felt the breeze.

Baili Yici sighed lightly, and a magnetic voice slowly sounded: "It seems that an old man is here." ”