Yi Huang put down the book in his hand and replied, "You can't go down the mountain without permission." ”

"I'll just wander around the boundary of the Mountain Lord's Mansion, and I won't set foot anywhere else."

With this assurance, the door of the cave was opened.

Zhao Fu walked out with a blank look.

The main cave of Yihuang is on the top of the mountain, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best location in Mayfly Mountain.

In front of the entrance of the main cave of the mountain is the Flying Waterfall, there are stone stairs of 100 zhang wide on both sides of the cave house hidden in the dense vegetation and go to the top of the mountain continuously, the clouds and mist are swirling, and the fairy spirit is misty.

Zhao Fushuang stood in front of the waterfall and looked at the distant mountains, the mountains were stacked, misty, all of them were floating at the foot of the main peak.

You remember the last time she was here, her family was still there.

She said not to marry Yun Xuchuan, but to marry Uncle Shi, and challenged her father's patience again and again, so angry that her father chased after her and beat her.

If my father knew that one day she would really defile his brother, who respected him as a father and brother, how angry and corrupt he would be.

It's just that it's not easy to see my father's angry look again in this life.

Zhao Fushuang stood for a long time, the breeze blew, the pink yarn and black hair were messy and flying, rolled in the mist splashed by the waterfall, and the person also disappeared into nothingness.

In the past three hundred years, she has never had a sense of belonging, she is a passerby wherever she goes, and she is adrift wherever she goes.

There is nowhere for her peace of mind, nowhere for her to perch.

In a trance, Zhao Fu returned to his senses.

She is not suitable for sadness, so she turned her head and began to study the source of the waterfall.

The waterfall comes from the top of the mountain, passes through the main cave of the mountain, and flows away, as if hanging a water curtain for the main cave of the mountain.

The waterfall was in a turbulent liquid state in front of the mountain lord's cave, but when it flew to the disciple's path below, the speed gradually slowed down, and gradually turned into snow.

One after another, the snow in the sky has been disturbing all year round and drifting towards the magnificent buildings on both sides of the disciple's path.

Zhao Fushuang pondered carefully for a long time, but still did not find the source of the waterfall, as if this water really came from the sky.

The main cave of the mountain seems to be a node, the area of the main cave of the mountain occupies an area, until the top of the mountain, the temperature is like spring, the vegetation is luxuriant, the cold and hot humidity is suitable, and the essence of the sun and the moon is concentrated enough.

The vast mountains under the cave, and even the other four secondary peaks that spread beyond the main peak, are covered by 10,000 years of ice and snow, and the cold is abnormal.

Yi Huang guarded her from going down the mountain, but what did she do when she went down the mountain!

She slipped along the bluestone slab laid in front of the main cave of the mountain that only allowed one person to pass through to the back of the cave.

Although the mountains behind the main cave house are inevitably undulating, they are not steep, and some gentle areas are planted with vegetation.

As far as the eye can see, within a radius of dozens of miles, there are pruned and neat and beautiful medicine gardens, orchards, floral and medicinal fragrances combined with the aroma of flowers and fruits, lush and green make people feel comfortable...... Mouth-watering.

Zhao Fushuang found a towering tree, sat cross-legged at the bottom of the tree and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

It was so easy to settle down.

Since then, it has been a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is no problem with cultivation, but the problem is the hole in Yi Huang.

She didn't understand why all these strange things kept happening to her.

If there is a problem with the soil of the small dilapidated house in Dream Peak, so it is not suitable for planting medicinal plants, then why did the Mountain Master Cave Mansion make her unable to settle down?!

So, wasn't the loss of talent man-made, but also because of the eccentricity on the mountain?

Did she really wronged the Yunding faction?

In any case, some things are useless, and she has to find out why.

This main peak is as strong as a cloud, and Zhao Fushuang has offended many people, so he doesn't dare to settle here for a long time, but he is afraid that he will be wiped his neck and he doesn't even know who the enemy is.

She got up casually and walked around the backyard at will.

Walk through the bubbling medicinal garden and climb to a slightly steeper place in the center of the back garden.

When she stood on a high place and looked down, the setting sun was about to set in the west.

Suddenly, she was stunned.

The terrain in front of him suddenly recessed downward, forming a secluded claustrophobic valley isolated from the outside world.

In a trance, from under her feet, the sky began to fly down fiery red petals, petals flew to open the way, and a fiery red flower path that could allow two people to pass side by side was paved.

Inexplicably, Zhao Fushuang was dragged by some inexplicable force, and raised his feet to step on the fiery red flower road.

The moment her feet stepped on the flower path, clusters of one-person-tall fiery red flowers spawned from both sides of the flower path, competing to open and stretch into the valley.

In a trance, Zhao Fushuang walked step by step along the flower path to the depths of the valley, and the fiery red flowers on both sides followed all the way to open.

Large expanses of fiery red flowers meander into a transparent palace made of sun and moon stones thousands of kilometers away.

From a distance, the gorgeous crystal palace at the end of the flower arrangement, crystal clear, reflecting the rich essence of the sun and the moon, the green elves wander in it, and the bright red silk outside the hall is flying in all directions without wind.

There is faint music coming from the palace, and the closer you get to the palace, the clearer the music, melodious and joyful.

Finally, she stopped under the crystal palace and looked up.

After the sparks approached the palace, they exploded in the air one after another, spreading the dome of the palace one by one.

In the palace, you can vaguely see the luxurious joy hall, like a dream, gorgeous like a fantasy, drunk the girl's heart.

Whose family is hosting the wedding feast?

It's so noisy, why don't you see a newcomer?

She lifted her feet, but was blocked by a transparent barrier.

Zhao Fushuang stopped and looked at the red silk flying outside the palace as if he was enchanted.

The silk flew faster and faster, confusing people's hearts and stirring up the atmosphere in a blink of an eye, and then the music coming from the palace became more and more sad, and the good wedding feast became desolate.

Her heart trembled inexplicably.

Whose wedding party plays such mournful music?

In a trance, sorrow came from it, water droplets wet the eyes, and cold tears crossed his cheeks and dripped to the ground.

At the moment when her tears fell into the sea of flowers, thousands of sparks withered in an instant, and the flower path was annihilated inch by inch, and the crystal palace was also disillusioned with heaven and earth, only strips of red silk flew alone in the heaven and earth, playing a song of joy and sorrow.

When the silk was also dissipated, everything turned into nothingness, and Zhao Fushuang's heart seemed to be buried in the abyss.

I don't know how long it took, the wind blew, and my cheeks were cold.

Zhao Fushuang woke up and looked around, where was there any palace flowers, only the pink and white flower balls swaying in the wind.

The wind blows, the flower branches tremble, the saucers fly, and the scenery is just right.

And she was in the middle of the flower ball, unable to distinguish between the real and the fake.

When I walked out of the sea of flowers and climbed the steep slope, the sky was already dyed a thick blue, and looking back, the pink and white flower bulbs were still swaying in the wind.

It turned out that the fiery red flower banquet was really a dream that she stepped into in a trance.

It's clearly a dream, what's the matter, the unspeakable sadness in the heart is like a shadow!

On the way back, there was no longer the lightness of the comeback, and she walked through the sea of flowers to the orchard with heavy steps.

I heard that this Mayfly Mountain is dozens of times richer than the essence of the sun and moon in the Junwu Continent, and the melons and fruits planted are sweeter.

Zhao Fushuang leaned under a peach tree and picked a peach to eat.

The peach was sweet and delicious, and the essence of the sun and moon poured into the eight veins of the strange meridians in her body, repairing her body.

Zhao Fushuang didn't eat ordinary comfort, and the sadness in those hearts was also melted a lot.

It's just a dream.

There is no nightmare that will not pass.

The peaches were eaten, and the emotions that were heavy in my heart were also digested a lot.