A verdant forest with a stone monument standing next to it.

The stele is engraved: The fairy world is important, and there is a line of words next to the trespasser: Discipline Hall.

Ruoyou glanced at the stone tablet, was silent for a moment, and then boldly walked into the forest.

Darkness shrouded the night, the autumn wind circled layers of withered yellow leaves, the forest was full of depression, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, except for the sound of the breeze beating the branches, there was not even the sound of insects, it was very clear.

At this moment, at the moment when Ruoyou stepped into the forest, there was another voice here-

The sound of footsteps on fallen leaves is very soft, very soft, but very clear.

Ruoyou spared in the forest for a long time, not only did he not find the person he was looking for, but he even forgot the way out.

In the forest, surrounded by the same trees, the same roads, and the same bridges and flowing waters. She had an excellent memory, but she was lost in the woods.

Although she already had a map in her mind that had traveled in all directions, at this time, these maps were pieced together to form a nine-square grid like a mystery.

People tend to be surprisingly calm when they are at a loss, and this is the state of mind at this time.

She tried hard to identify and analyze such a nine-square grid in her mind, and although it took a little time, it still allowed her to find a breakthrough after all.

This mountain forest must have been laid by someone who has laid a maze array, but everything changes and does not deviate from its origin, and the center of the array is trapped by ten thousand arrays.

That is, if you find the center of the mountain forest, you will definitely be able to find the root of the array.

Thinking like this, Ruoyou had successfully located the center of the Nine Palaces in his mind.

She moved faster than she thought, and before she knew it, she had reversed herself to the intersection she had just walked.

This time, in the face of the surrounding branches, she did not choose one of them to walk around, but stepped under the shade of a tree with accurate positioning.

Passing through the woods, I suddenly heard a third sound in the distance, besides the sound of wind and footsteps, which seemed to be the sound of a waterfall.

Her eyes showed joy, and she quickly ran forward, and it was not long before she saw a rockery with a dangerous rockery.

The rockery is towering, but it is skinny, there are only dozens of square areas of enclosure, and at the foot of the mountain is a scorching peach forest.

The peach blossoms are incomparably blooming, each one shining with a faint pink golden light, like a group of fireflies sparkling in spring, beautiful and romantic.

Ruoyou was stunned by the scenery in front of her, but it was only for a moment, and soon she was awakened by the sound of a huge waterfall behind the rockery, and then she remembered the purpose of her coming.

Such a different place must be the place of retreat!

With such a belief, Ruoyou didn't care about appreciating the peach forest, and the cat searched around the rockery, and finally under her indomitable and confident search, there was a result.

She saw the water on the rockery cascading down, and it made a huge impact with the pool going down, rushing out wave after wave of huge water waves, and there was a person sitting quietly in the place where the sound was handed over and the water was splashing all over the place.

A man.

Most of the man's body was immersed in the pool water, revealing only his white, broad, tough shoulders.

The waterfall submerged his entire body, but it couldn't hide the peerless elegance on his body.

The black hair drifts along the torrent like a waterfall, hazy like mist, gentle like water, and enchanting like a ghost.

Through the waterfall, you can vaguely see his facial features carved like a ghostly axe, and he is simply handsome and crying together.

He is so handsome and out of the dust, as if he is a fairy who came out of a painting, and he is better than a fairy, as if it is a momentary Ambilight, and it is better than Ambilight.

He cannot be described in words, and he is not described in any language.

At this point, his eyes were tightly closed, and they were so perfect that it was easy to imagine what he looked like when he opened them.

Are there thousands of brilliance in those eyes? Are they as gentle as spring water, or as deep as a cold pool?

His expression was extremely cold, and he looked far more solemn than the mountains and forests.

It is not clear whether he is enjoying the happiness brought to him by the waterfall at this moment, or is he using the cold of the waterfall to hide something......