Chapter 127: Ambiguous 8

The voice is cold and unbeatable.

Luo Yu is silent, people are more popular than people are dead, this is the truth, one box, eleventh level magic pill......

Heaven is really unfair.

Next, the two of them walked towards the back of the nave one after the other, before the feathers, and the clouds killed the queen of the sky.

Yun Jitian put his hands in his sleeves, and didn't say a word along the way, but the eyes were straight and domineering on Luo Yu's body, and he looked above board and arrogant.

Falling Feather ignored.

The Crystal Palace was silent, but there was a very different aura flowing here, and silence was better than sound.

Through the numerous blue and red veils in the nave, the entire nave was exposed in front of the two of them.

A lake is full of lotus flowers, lotus leaves stretch on the water surface, and the lotus flowers show a bud, which is very beautiful.

The sound of running water coming from overhead makes you feel like you're in the water.

It turns out that this place is at the bottom of the big river, which is really a good idea.

The lotus flowers are delicate and blooming, and after Luo Yu carefully observed for a while, he chuckled: "Sure enough, there are some doorways." After that, he squatted straight by the lake, picked up a lotus flower, and tore it apart one by one.

Yun Jitian stood beside Luo Yu majestically and did not move, did not interfere, only swept the huge lake and then only looked at Luo Yu.

The petals were torn into thousands of small petals, Luo Yu grabbed it in his hands, stood up and looked at the lake, the corners of his mouth hooked, and his hands were suddenly thrown upward.

The thousand-petaled petals instantly shot out towards the surface of the lake like a goddess scattering flowers.

Flying by, snorting.

I saw that the silky silky threads connected to the mountain rocks above the lake and the top of the head, almost like spider silk, broke and fluttered under the flying flowers of the falling feathers.

Flying flowers hurt people, stepping on snow without a trace, this is the realm of ancient martial arts.

"The skill is too low." Yun Jitian's face was expressionless.

Luo Yu didn't refute, in Yun Jitian, who seemed to be outrageously strong in her twenties, she was indeed a weak and outrageous object, but she was still six years away from being twenty years old, and when the time came, she would ...... Hum......

Immediately he stepped towards the white jade bridge that had been cleared of obstacles.

A few steps up to the white jade bridge, Luo Yu glanced at the lake under the bridge, suddenly stood still, blinked and looked at the lake in surprise.

Seeing this, Yun Jitian, who was following behind him, also turned his head to look.