Chapter 167: Heavenly Tomb Farmhouse
Qingxi saw her staring at him blankly, her face became hotter, she reached out and touched her cheek, and said with a smile: "What?" The first time I noticed that your apprentice and I were very handsome? ”
Lian unintentionally smiled, she didn't know when Qingxi also learned the humor of the world, the slight condensation of coldness between her eyebrows gradually dissipated, and her eyes were warm and soft.
She no longer shirked, relatively speaking, she did need this Jiaozhu more than Qingxi, and between the two of them, there was no need for those hypocritical politeness.
The blood-colored river was gone, and only a crystal clear river was in front of him.
The master and apprentice crossed the long river in the air, and as soon as their feet landed, Qingxi's body trembled suddenly, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he looked into the distance with an unpredictable face.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that his face was strange, Wuxin stopped and asked.
Qingxi shook his head, stretched out his hand and pointed to the far east, with a confused expression: "I'm fine, I just feel a familiar aura calling me." ”
Lian Wuxin's brows jumped, and his eyes involuntarily looked at his hair, the white jade lotus hairpin that shone with a faint holy brilliance.
Since Qingxi got the white jade lotus hairpin, not only has his body grown up, his mind has matured, and he has even retrieved some of his former memories, but now, he senses a familiar breath, does it indicate that he is about to recover other memories he has lost?
It was a good thing, but she couldn't be happy.
Although she couldn't be happy, she still forced out a smile, reached out to grab Qingxi's wrist, and said, "Let's go, since I'm calling you, let's go and meet it." ”
Qingxi nodded his head inadvertently, and moved forward with the unintentional pulling, his mind was very chaotic at this time, and the memory pictures obtained from the lotus hairpin were appearing uncontrollably in front of him at this time, scene after scene, the pictures were connected together, but he couldn't understand what the relationship between these pictures was, as if the most important thing was missing.
Pulled by that breath, Qingxi and Wuxin swept straight in the direction east of the long river, and the various landforms under their feet were gathered in the soul wind and ghost mist, like a veiled hellish yin mountain.
There was no sunrise and sunset in the Heavenly Tomb, and they didn't know how long they had been walking, as if the road ahead was at an end forever, and if it weren't for the wisps of breath still pulling them, they might have given up long ago.
"Right ahead, I felt the smell getting stronger and stronger." Qingxi pulled Lian Wuxin to stop, floating in the air, stepping on the thick clouds, and the long arm pointed to the place where the thick black clouds and mist in front of him were covered.
Lian Wuxin frowned, this place is clearly weird, and the breath of Qingxi really comes from here?
There was not much hesitation, and since they came, there was no reason to retreat, and they couldn't find a reason not to find out.
Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, it is necessary to break through.
The master and apprentice glanced at each other, and both resolutely swept into the thick black mist.
Strangely, behind the thick black clouds that could not see, there was a different world.
There are no dark spirits floating around, no ancient ghosts that smell evil, the air is fresh, the trees are green, the flowers are red, the water is clear, and the houses are strong and clean.
That's right, there is a house here, built of the most ordinary green bamboo, and the style is also the simplest log cabin style, there is a small courtyard in front of the door, the courtyard is neatly planted with vegetables and fruits, and the garden is surrounded by a thorny fence, and a few fruit trees are planted.
At first glance, I thought it was a small farm yard where ordinary farmers lived.