Xu Yourong said: "Your face is as white as snow, how can I not mind?"

Chen Changsheng turned to look at her and said, "You are not much better, your face is as white as frost on the grass." ”

Xu Yourong was slightly stunned, looking at the reflection in the water, only to find that his face was really pale and weird, and subconsciously covered his cheeks with his hands.

This is a girl's subconscious action, but in Chen Changsheng's eyes, it is very cute.

"Thank you. She came to her senses, put her arm on his shoulder, and leaned against his back.

"I'm sorry. He reached out and grabbed her knee and moved her body up.

In this way, they left the green grass, stepped through the sea of bloody grass, and went to a clear place.

The water in the sea of grass is not deep, the shallow place will be no knee, and the deep place is only just waist-high, but the silt at the bottom of the water is too soft, Chen Changsheng is carrying a person on his back, and he has to hold an umbrella in his left hand, so it is a little difficult to walk. Fortunately, the morning sun rose for a while, and the temperature in the sea of grass gradually rose, which was very comfortable, and it was tender green as far as the eye could see. If it weren't for those sounds, they might have felt more like they were in the green.

There was a faint whistling sound of breaking the sky in the grassland behind, and the whistling sound came from the wings of Nanke, whether it was Chen Changsheng or Xu Yourong, after knowing something about the grassland where the sun never sets, they were not worried that those demon powerhouses would be able to catch up quickly, on the contrary, the small voices around the sea of grass made them even more vigilant, and those voices belonged to the natives of this sea of grass- Xu Yourong killed a lot of demon beasts yesterday, but she paid a lot of price for it, and at the same time, she knew that there must be more powerful demon beasts living in this grassland, and it was even possible that cultivators in the Nether Realm could not resist at all.

Chen Changsheng held the yellow paper umbrella, sensed the position of the sword intent, and continued to walk towards the grassland. At this time, the sun was about to move to the middle of the sky, but the sun was not blazing, it was as warm and comfortable as a spring day, Xu Yourong didn't understand why he kept holding this shabby umbrella, worried that he would be sunburned? Or did the frost and cold of this young man's cultivation conflict with the sun?

If it involves the unique cultivation method of the Snow Mountain Sect, it is naturally inconvenient to say more, but there is one thing she must ask clearly: "Where are we going?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Go to the Sword Pool." ”

The location of that sword intent, in his mind, was most likely the legendary sword pool.

If there really is a sword pond in Zhou Yuan, but no one has been found, then it is obvious that the sword pond is most likely in this grassland that no one can come out of.

Xu Yourong also figured this out, but he couldn't understand why he was able to determine the location of the sword pool.

Chen Changsheng didn't answer this question, not that he didn't want the secret of the yellow paper umbrella to be known to her, but that the sword pool was not an ordinary treasure after all, after two days and a night of escape, he could entrust his life to this girl and give her enough trust, but it was precisely because of this that why add these chips to test human nature? Human nature cannot be tested, every time it is tested, it is possible to take a step in the opposite direction of the questioner, in the same way, trust is not used, every time it is used, it is a test of trust.

As I walked, the water in the sea of grass gradually decreased, and the field gradually increased, which gave me the feeling of grassland.

Walking in the dense grass and feeling the steadiness coming from the soles of his shoes, Chen Changsheng felt a lot more steady. However, there are more and more sounds of rustling in the grassland, and it is obvious that there are more monsters hidden around than in the wetlands, and they may be more vicious.

Xu Yourong took out the Tong Bow and quietly observed the surroundings, ready to shoot at any time, but I don't know why, Chen Changsheng carried her out of dozens of miles, those demon beasts never attacked, not even close to them, and even three times, she clearly felt that the demon beasts that were observing the two of them from a distance exuded an extremely terrifying aura, even if she was in her heyday, she was not the opponent of those demon beasts. Why didn't these powerful demon beasts come to hunt herself? If it was before, she might have thought that it was the breath emitted by the Tianfeng True Blood in her body, which directly suppressed the greed of those demon beasts, but now that the blood in her body is about to run out, what are those demon beasts afraid of?

As the two of them walked on, the floor of the prairie was getting drier, and the weeds were decreasing in height and thinning.

Eventually, they came to a meadow that had barely reached the instep, and the grass was gray but not dead, as if it were an old man's hair. In the green steppe, these short gray-white grasses stand out and form a distinct path from their feet to the depths of the grassland, far away.

I don't know where this grass-paved road leads and what dangers it hides.

Xu Yourong said: "What if...... If that man is really dead, it is possible that the road leads to his graveyard. ”

Chen Changsheng understood why she was so conjectural.

In the Sutra of the Past Life of Dao Yuanfu, there is such a sentence: The white grass is the road, and it goes straight to the sea of stars.

If Zhou Dufu is really dead and buried in this world, then his cemetery is most likely in the depths of this grassland, and this white grass road represents the passage to death. There is also a strong example, from the slight tremor from the handle of the yellow paper umbrella, that sword intent, just in the distance of this white grass road, if that sword intent indicates the location of the sword pool, it is very logical - the tens of millions of swords sleeping in the sword pool, that is Zhou Du's trophy, of course, is also the best sacrifice for him.

"There is no sea of stars in Zhou Garden, and the sword pond is a sea of stars. He agreed with Xu Yourong and said, "It seems that you have to go to the end of this white grass road to know whether it is death or something else." ”

Xu Yourong didn't expect him to think so quickly that the basis of his judgment came from Dao Yuanfu, and he glanced at him with some appreciation.

Whether it is to the sea of stars or death, it is extremely far away, this white grass road is naturally very long, Chen Changsheng carried her for a long time, but it seemed that it was only at the beginning.

The sun rises and sets in the prairie and does not disappear, circling around the prairie and then rising and setting again.

They walked and walked, when they were thirsty, they drank some water from the puddles beside the road, when they were hungry, Chen Changsheng got some animal meat to eat, when he was sleepy, he slept for a while, she sat quietly aside, when she was tired, he would wake up, and so on, Chen Changsheng's injuries improved slightly, but she was always very weak.

One day it was night again, it was not really night, but the light became a little dim, and it suddenly began to rain in the sky.

Chen Changsheng carried her on his back and ran in the night rain, and at some point, the yellow paper umbrella was held in her hand, covering the wind and rain.

The rain tonight is too fierce to cover it with an umbrella, but in this world full of grass and smoke, where to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Just then, they broke through the rain curtain and saw a temple.

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(The next chapter is already out and needs to be revised, and it will be updated in about twenty minutes.) ）