When Weaving Dream woke up, he felt all over his body, as if he had fallen. It was pitch black in her sight, and she lay on the cold ground and reached out to touch it indiscriminately, and felt a cold and slender hand on her side.

It doesn't seem to be the hand of Chasean.

"Who is it?"

The man beside him seemed to be still unconscious and silent, but the hand also gave her a somewhat familiar feeling, with slender wrist bones and slender fingers, it is not difficult to imagine that it is an extremely beautiful pair of hands.

Is it mercy?

She withdrew her hand and got up from the ground, touched her pocket for a long time and found that the fire fold had fallen off at some point, and it was black and still blurred, which was extremely inconvenient.

Weaving Dream had to squat down and pinch the trick with his left hand to mobilize his internal breath, and a few petals floated out of his fingertips to emit a faint fluorescence, illuminating the face of the person on his side for a short moment, and it was really pitiful.

His eyes were closed, and his eyebrows were gentle.

The fluorescent glow of the fingertips was fleeting, and then it was plunged into darkness.

Weaving Dream shouted him twice, but Rong Lian still didn't move and didn't react, was it too hard to fall?

Weaving dreams squatted beside Rong Lian in the dark and thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't sit still, stretched out his hand and tiptoed towards Rong Lian's body, and recited silently over and over again in his heart, bless Rong Lian with a fire fold on his body, bless him not to wake up halfway!

However, it backfired, and she was always unlucky at such times. As she held her breath and sneaked around to continue touching, a low chuckle rang from her ear.

"I can't see it, Ah Meng, you are so active, it makes me a little shy. ”

Weaving Dream was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been burned to his fingertips by a tongue of fire, "Don't, don't talk nonsense, I can't wake you up, I just want to find the fire fold, mine is gone." After settling down, she said, "What is it called?" ”

Although it was pitch black, Weaving Dream felt Rong Lian's gaze fall on her, and after a while, there was a slight sound of clothes rubbing, and Rong Lian seemed to sit up.

"I was still protecting you when I just fell, so it's not too much to call you a dream, right?"

Rong Lian blew up the fire fold, and in a cluster of warm yellow light, her face was even more amazing, looking at her with a smile, and her eyes seemed to have starlight.

Fang Shan Shaking Weaving Dream was thrown out directly from Zhu'an's side, and it happened so suddenly that Zhu'an didn't have time to hold her at all.

Weaving dreams as if someone had carefully pulled her before she fainted, and it turned out to be merciful.

Weaving Dream squatted beside Rong Lian almost at eye level with Rong Lian who was sitting on the ground, she straightened her sleeves casually, tilted her head and smiled: "Is there such a thing? Why don't I remember." ”

Rong Lian clenched his other fist to cover his lips and chuckled lowly, "You." ”

"Alright, get up and see where we are. Dream Weaver said and stood up.

Rong Lian stopped talking nonsense, and was about to get up by himself, when suddenly there was a slender and white hand in front of him.

He looked up, and Weaving Dream condescendingly stretched out his hand and handed it to him, but his gaze deliberately fell elsewhere, and the smile on Rong Pi's lips became serious.

He reached out and put his hand on Weaving Dreams' hand, stood up with his strength, and quickly let go of her hand, he handed the fire fold to Weaver Dream, "Oh, the fire fold you want." ”

Weaving Dream didn't politely reach out to take it, and looked around to inspect the environment.

As soon as Weaving Dream walked away, the light dimmed, but Rong Lian stood still, and in the dim afterglow, Rong Lian lowered her head and stared at her right hand.

That hand had just pulled Weaving Dreams' hand, and it seemed that there was still residual warmth.

"How can there be a bridge here, isn't this the main hall of the Phantom Flower Palace? It looks like a ...... I don't know what to call it, but where are the others? Hey, what are you doing?"

Weaving Dream talked for a long time, and found that Rong Lian did not follow, so he turned around strangely and asked.

When she turned around, Rong Lian had already lowered her right hand, "Ah, it's nothing. ”

He walked quickly to Weaving Dream's side, and also looked at the surrounding environment: "The main hall of the underground palace has collapsed, and we seem to have fallen." This is underneath the Phantom Flower Palace. ”

"There is another stone hall under the Phantom Flower Palace? Why is this? This stone hall style looks quite weird, it doesn't seem to be the current architectural style. ”

They looked around the environment, the same as the stone hall of the Phantom Flower Palace, there was a very large stone hall in front of them, but both the architectural style and decoration were very different from the current houses, and they couldn't be said to be exquisite and atmospheric, but a little solemn and depressing. They had just been lying on a stone-carved bridge outside the door, and although it was a bridge, the other end of the bridge was abruptly lost, as if someone had cut it off. On both sides of the bridge is a low pool, the water in which has long since dried up, and there is a layer of black silt at the bottom of the pool, and the two sides are still hard stone walls.

"In this way, there is no way out, and the only possibility is to enter this stone hall. ”

The two walked to the door of the stone hall together, Weaving Dream stretched out her hand and pushed the door of the hall, but she couldn't push it at all, and her subordinates used some internal force, but they still didn't move, she withdrew her hand, "The door of this stone hall can't be opened." ”

"Ah Meng, come and see, there is something here. Rong Lian pointed to the side of the door and called.

"Who's it called, Ameng!"

"Call you. ”

“......”

Weaving Dream decided not to bother with him about this trivial matter, and leaned over to look at the ground where Rong Lian was pointing

Fang, there is a small stone statue in the corner of the side of the door, with a round body, a cute smile, and a gold-plated carved key in his arms, which is the appearance of a lifelike little doll.

"This key is used to open the temple door, right?" Weaving Dream tried to pull the key in the stone doll's arms, but couldn't pull it out at all, she touched the key strangely, and checked it carefully, there was a hidden and subtle gap between the key and the stone doll's body, but the stone doll's hand was like a lock and held the key tightly and refused to let go, there was no way to pull it out of his arms directly, there must be some other way to remove the key.

As soon as the firelight shone, Weaving Dream found that there were words on the back of the doll's stone statue, "Hey, there are words here, I'll take a look at what is written." ”

Weaving Dreams' body pressed lower, and carefully identified the words behind it, "The phantom flowers in the world only ask about the prosperous world." The child is happy and does not care about life and death. ”

She squatted on the ground and looked up at Rong Lian, "What does this mean? Childish is referring to this doll stone statue? This seems to be a way to get the key." ”

Rong Lian also squatted down, "Well, ** is not far from ten." ”

"But what does that mean?"

Rong Lian looked uninterested again, and replied casually: "This is the territory of your Phantom Flower Palace." ”

So Weaving Dream began to meditate, the words engraved on the back of this stone doll have no beginning and no end, although there is a mention of the phantom flower in the world, there must be something to do with the Phantom Flower Palace, but there are a lot of books in the Phantom Flower Palace, and she has read them all, she doesn't remember any relevant records at all.

After a moment of silence, Weaving Dream changed from squatting to sitting on the ground, standing up and squatting again, thinking in a variety of positions, still clueless.

Rong Lian looked at her leisurely, stretched out her hand and rubbed it on the top of the stone doll's head, a smile on her lips.

When Weaving Dream saw it, he asked suspiciously: "Won't you help think about it?" If you can't think of it, we won't be able to get out!"

Rong smiled pitifully, "It's good to stay with you and not be able to get out." ”

"Alas, that can't be helped, we can only die here together, and you will fulfill the nonsense of those people in your clan. ”

Rong Lian smiled and didn't answer, it didn't matter if there was a sentence, he didn't say anything more.

Weaving Dream raised his eyebrows again and pondered, "I don't remember that there is a record of this passage in the Phantom Flower Palace, and it is useless to know the meaning of this word, knowing the meaning is not the same as knowing how to do it......!

"Click......"

Before Weaving Dream finished speaking, there was a crisp cracking sound.

She looked around alarmedly, and saw that the voice was coming from Rong Lian's men.

Rong Lian still pressed on the top of the stone doll's head, and his posture was extremely gentle, as if he was caressing something dear, and after a moment he withdrew his hand.

The stone doll suddenly cracked from the top of its head, and a moment later the golden key lay quietly in a pile of powder.

Rong Lian calmly reached out and picked up the key, and handed it to Weaving Dreams, "Oh, the key." ”

"......" can still be like this?

But I have to admit that it's really useful, Weaving Dream secretly wrote it down, and she should try it next time.

She stretched out her hand and took it and said casually, "Ah, thank you, but don't the general books say that random destruction in such a situation will trigger the mechanism or something?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the entire space suddenly shook violently, and the rubble fell one after another, and a terrifying scream was heard.

Rong Lian pulled Weaving Dream behind him to be on guard, Weaving Dream poked his head out from behind him, and said cautiously, "I...... Just talk about it, don't take it so seriously......"

Mu Feibai subconsciously protected Shuhua firmly behind him, staring vigilantly at the ...... This huge weird giant python, Fang Xu and the others were also on guard around them.

Just now, the Phantom Flower Palace shook violently, the ground collapsed, and they fell into the crack together with this group of people from the Jianghu Family Sect.

When Mu Feibai woke up, he was still holding a person tightly in his arms, and in the chaos just now, he only had time to grab the nearest sparse flower standing there, and his movements were faster than his brain thought, and he directly put the sparse flower wreath into his arms.

He rubbed his brow with one hand, only to feel a splitting headache, and lay on the ground again for a while.

After a while, he gently reached out and touched the sparse flower lying on his stomach in his arms, his fingertips were the soft hair of the sparse flower, and the uneasiness in his heart was instantly appeased, and he muttered to himself: "It's good that I didn't fall on you." ”

His whole back slammed on the ground, and now he still had a faint pain, and he felt the fire fold and blew it up, and he was just about to take a look at it but was startled.

Shuhua lay on top of him, looking at him with a pair of black and white eyes, and she didn't know when she woke up.

“...... Are you alright? When did you wake up?"

"Very early, let go. Shuhua said expressionlessly, Mu Feibai reacted violently, she was protected without much impact, she woke up very early but was hugged tightly by him and couldn't get up at all, she couldn't wake up when she screamed, so she had to lie on him quietly and wait for him to wake up.

As you can imagine, this is an awkward and lengthy process.

Mu Feibai quickly let go of his hand and stammered, "Yes...... I'm sorry. ”

Shuhua stood up, her face pale

Sorting out his clothes coldly, he didn't say a word.

Mu Feibai hurriedly stood up, feeling that the atmosphere was a little awkward.

His behavior is really overstepping, Shuhua already hates touching people, he doesn't ask her wishes and directly hugs her into his arms, and just touched Shuhua's hair, so, Shuhua must hate him even more.

He did this subconsciously when the ground collapsed, he didn't care much about where he was now, he was worried that he had done something she didn't like and made her angry......

He sighed imperceptibly, afraid that Shuhua would say something condemning, and wanted to run away a little to clean up his mood and squeeze out a little smile, "I...... I'll take a look around. ”

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly turned around to leave, his calmness and his calmness collapsed in front of Shuhua.

Since the martial arts conference, the sluggish Mu Jiu has finally understood that the reason why the young master of his family has become so abnormal is because of the ice and snow beauty of the Liu family.

Shuhua felt out of his sleeve expressionlessly, and said in a toneless voice: "Together." ”

It's like saying "fuck off" with a blank face.

After speaking, he walked over and stood side by side with him, Mu Feibai was stunned for a long time and did not move.

Shuhua looked up at him slightly, the warm yellow firelight in her hand melted the cold color between her eyebrows and eyes, and her voice sounded in her ears, "What's wrong?"

He couldn't answer this question, he must have fallen from it and fell stupidly, otherwise why did he feel that Shuhua was a little gentle at the moment.

In just two sentences, objectively speaking, she couldn't even talk about a gentle tone, but she was willing to be with him and stood by his side......

Tactfully and awkwardly expressed her gratitude.

Mu Feibai raised his hand to cover his face, and muttered in a low voice, "It's really terrible." ”

The two of them had not taken a few steps before they saw a very strangely shaped candlestick, quite tall, like a person kneeling on the ground, with his hands tied behind him, holding a candlestick in his backhand.

"There's still an oil lamp on this candlestick, do you want to light it?"

Shuhua nodded, the area illuminated by the fire fold was limited, the space was already blurred, but it seemed to be large, and there was a slight echo in their speech, which greatly hindered the senses.

Mu Feibai stepped forward and lit the oil lamp, only to hear a click, as if something had been triggered, and suddenly the entire space was full of light, and the candles on the stone wall not far away automatically lit up, illuminating the environment around them.

Before they could take a closer look at their surroundings, they were startled by a sudden groan of pain in their ears.

Shuhua was scared or not, Mu Feibai didn't know, but he had been scared twice in just a while, and he was in a bad mood.

Mu Feibai quickly drew his sword and asked, "Who?"

But Shuhua pointed to the candlestick in front of them and said, "Candlestick, back." ”

Mu Feibai walked quickly behind the candlestick with his sword, saw a huddled shadow, and was about to slash it with a sword.

But the figure screamed first: "Don't kill me!

Seeing who it was, Mu Feibai put away his sword and scolded: "Meng Zikun, why are you pretending to be a ghost?"

Meng Zikun made a bitter face, and the whole person curled up on the ground, "I...... That's where I got when I fell......"

"And what's your name?"

"I ...... I broke my leg ......"

Shuhua stood with her hands in her hands, and raised her chin coldly, "Save him?"

Mu Feibai shook his head, "I don't want to." ”

The two turned around together.

Meng Zikun was stunned, and after a while, he wanted to cry without tears: "Hey, don't go, don't leave me!"

The two of them were unmoved, standing and looking at their surroundings, and a touch of strangeness crawled on Mu Feibai's face.

Although Shuhua still didn't have any expression on her face, she just moved her eyes slightly, "...... here"

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind them, and when the two looked back, they saw a group of people walking from the direction of Meng Zikun, Fang Xu with a few sect masters, followed by nearly half of the protégés who were less than in the hall just now.

After Mu Feibai said hello to them briefly, Shuhua asked, "Weaving dreams?"

Seeing that Fang Xu and the others were at a loss, Mu Feibai had no choice but to ask again: "May I ask if Sect Master Fang has seen how many of them are weaving dreams?"

Fang Xu shook his head and replied, "I haven't seen it, we all woke up and walked around before we got together again, and we only came over to take a look when we saw a fire here." ”

Shuhua didn't say anything anymore and stood aside in silence.

Fang Xu and the others looked at the environment, their faces became strange, and all kinds of discussions came and went, buzzing in this hall, and their tones were full of irrepressible surprise and panic.

"Here ......"

"Isn't this the Phantom Flower Palace?"

"Didn't we fall?"

"Was it all a delusion?"

Yes, they all felt incredible when they saw the environment they were in, and they were clearly still standing in the main hall of the Phantom Flower Palace.

The earth just shook and the mountains shook the earth, as if it was a strange dream that everyone had together.