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"Ah......" The moment she fell, Yin'er thought there was an abyss below, and screamed in fear. Where is the fastest update of the novel?Please look for Aishang Novel Network biquge.info{Aishang Novel Network biquge.info} The cry has not fallen, but it has been in contact with the lowest point. What an abyss! It's no more than the height of two people, and you can't fall to death. It's just that this heavy fall, Yin'er's buttocks hurt, and she rubbed it while getting up, and she was very angry: "Why ......"

Why is there still someone hiding a trap under the garden!?

As she spoke, Yin'er prepared to climb up the buttress -- who knew that when she leaned against the wall lightly, before she could finish the "how" sentence, something unfortunate happened—the "wall" was actually pushed open! Yin'er was carried around by the stone door, and before she could stand firmly, the soles of her feet were empty, and she fell to the next floor.

It's the height of two people, and you can't fall to death. This time, Yin'er didn't fall down on her back, but hit the ground with her face first......

What do you mean? Who arranged the mechanism? I wanted to go up, but it ended up falling down!

Yin'er really didn't dare to climb the wall again this time, so she was ready to jump directly on it. Breathing, breathing, capacity, starting, jumping...... But between the start and the jump, a process is inserted - the floor is loosened......

Suddenly, the "ground" was evacuated by the bouncing force that Yin'er intended to pretend. Actually, the force is very small, but the ground is more fragile, and even it is hollow in the first place......

This time, Yin'er didn't hit the ground with her ass first or her face, but her feet were grounded and then bent...... Almost on my knees.

"Ouch, it hurts......" Yin'er noticed that she was far away from it now, and the light was getting worse and the air was getting wetter and wetter. The four realms were dead and silent, and the limbs were sore, and I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

Who set up this chain of organs? A level sees through people's subconscious and uses it, and every phenomenon in it is irreversible, and people who directly teach instinctively react first and then regret it!

When Yin'er was discouraged, she wiped her feet coldly, as if she was being dragged by something, and slid down the slope.

I thought it was the end, but it was just the beginning - after the soles of the feet slipped, they couldn't be stopped......

The slope is not steep, so it is extremely long. All the way down, meandering, twisting and turning, no thrills and no dangers, Yin'er's heart can't be relaxed, vigilant to pass by a certain ray of light, the atmosphere does not dare to come out - for fear of a slight disturbance, a little bit of not according to the rules of the formation, there is no way to go back......

Until the end of the slope, I don't know what year, month, time and place, Yin'er stood up in a daze, and froze at this suddenly open crossing--what was lying in front of her was actually a surging turbulent current! The color was yellowish and there was a little silt and sediment, so could it be said that it was the underground Yellow River water?

This, where is this? Yin'er Deng's color changed, and he looked up, because he couldn't see the day, this was still an authentic category, but the four walls were made of special jade, which was extremely bright. Yin'er knew that there was no turning back now, so she could only bite the bullet, roll up her trouser legs, wade into this underground water, and walk in the direction of this river!

After walking for about five miles, the current is getting weaker and weaker, but there is no end to the road. It seems to be another world in front of you, with meandering water, lush forests and bamboos, farmhouse trestle bridges, and pear rain winding paths. The clouds and mist are shrouded, the birds gather, the greenery is colorful, and the boats are crossed. It was only when I looked at it closely that I realized that most of them were stone carvings and jade carvings, or expressed by the earth's qi, or reflected with the river. But who made it, ingenious, lifelike, thousands of years, immortal.

Beauty to the limit is simplicity. Yin'er doesn't need to build a lot of construction in this place, but it is more exquisite and elegant than many noble princes and grandsons deliberately pursue. For a moment, I sighed at the magnificent and strange view of the world......

The countryside is like chess, the Yellow River is like a belt, there seem to be lofty mountains and mountains in the distance, the silence dominates the majestic and majestic, Yin'er looked stunned and couldn't help but be stunned, the scene in front of her, like a picture scroll inviting her to integrate, broad and profound, and hidden mysteries. Yin'er was afraid of destroying that integrity, and finally didn't enter after a while, alas, if only Lin Qian was here......

As soon as he turned around, he suddenly noticed that there were flowers on the side of the road that seemed to be real, so he lowered his body and looked at it carefully. It turned out that the pear rain on the winding path was paved with this kind of small white flowers, this smell, the fragrance was strong, the smell was drunk, just at this moment, Yin'er felt that her face was pricked, this flower looks delicate, but it has thorns and piercing people! Yin'er was angry and frightened, and was about to hit it, but she couldn't bear to beat, so she stood in the middle of the road, and was stunned.

"You are still so cruel, twenty-three years before you fall asleep. In this unpredictable situation, suddenly such a voice sounded behind him, Yin'er was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and before he could think about whether it was a person or a ghost, his back climbed up with a coldness, and his heart immediately hung in his throat, and he wanted to run away, but the owner of the voice, his steps were lighter than ghosts, and his movements were faster than gods, as soon as the words fell, his hand had touched Yin'er's sleeve, and Yin'er couldn't move in shock, his palms were warm and vaguely human, and his voice was low and full of melancholy, and the melancholy was mixed with a trace of pampering: "I knew you wouldn't go elsewhere, I just hope that I will not leave here...... You girl, after all, won me. ”

Yin'er turned her head in surprise and saw a strange face that was hurting herself, and there was a faint hint of wetness in those deep eyes, which reminded her of Lin Qian, who was only affectionate to her...... The man who was in love with him suddenly discovered that the white clothes he caught were not the person he was talking about, and his eyes changed when he first woke up from a dream, and suddenly swept over the stern and murderous aura, which was even more like Lin Qian, but his mood should be the same as Yin'er, so now he also stared at her as if shocked:

Who the hell is this, who has never seen it, but it seems to be familiar, so familiar that it is connected by heart and hand?!

This man is in his fifties, his face is like a solid stone, the bridge of his nose is straight, his sword eyebrows are in his sideburns, his eyes are bright and starry, and he is both handsome and kingly.

This girl is twenty-three or four, like a woman he has always wanted to dream of but has never been ethereal, and that woman is also this age when she walks into his life, this flower slave dress, this elf-like temperament that can't be hidden, and this eyebrows that are vaguely like yesterday's seven or eight minutes.

"Who are you?!" he asked at the same time as her, each screaming, but his voice trembled, she was afraid, but he was expecting, the same for verification......

For a long time, there was silence. Yin'er felt that the time was up and it was time to drink the medicine, and suddenly began to dizzy, unable to stand and almost collapsed, and the man was about to hold her up and cut her pulse at the same time. She was startled, for fear that he would find out that she was poisoned and expose her identity, so she hurriedly withdrew to avoid it. The man only touched her wrist to notice that she was hot, and then said to himself thoughtfully, "No. You're not ......."

She is not the person he is waiting for, but Yin'er understands that he is the one he has been thinking about for more than 20 years.

The person he was waiting for should be cold because he had been poisoned by the cold, and that was the temperature he was familiar with.

And the person she has been thinking about for more than 20 years, in the Dajin Dynasty, it has been thirty or forty years, and the battlefield is full of commands, but he is alone, only such a person will lightly mobilize the twelve yuan gods from Guanshan to Huining without even Chen Zhu noticing...... Yin'er suddenly understood, why Lin Qian encountered the fourth of the twelve yuan gods, and why the recent increase in the number of the purple furry army. It's so coincidental, it's not so coincidental.

"Who allowed you in?" In an instant, his tone was as cold as he was, not angry and arrogant.

"I ...... I...... I got it...... It's not ......" Yin'er was speechless because of emotion, staring at her biological father stupidly, never expecting to meet again here, stammering and tears welling up at the same time.

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