In the haze, Ling Ye seemed to find himself standing in an ethereal place, with no sun, moon and stars on it, and no mountains and rivers on it. Everywhere there was a hazy white fog, blocking the view and blurring the eyes.

"Midnight ......"

In the depths of the white mist, a very low voice called in a low voice. Ling Ye slowly turned his head and followed the sound to look where he came, but couldn't see anything. The white mist was blurry, and he couldn't see ten paces away.

But the voice seemed to be somewhat familiar, revealing a bit of gentleness, like a very familiar person. Ling Ye thought back a little confusedly, is there any girl who is so familiar with herself?

He couldn't remember, or even who he was. My head seemed to be stuffed with something, a little heavy, but I couldn't figure out what it was, I just felt that it was difficult to think, and after thinking about it for a while, I couldn't think of anything meaningful, and there seemed to be a voice in my heart encouraging me, whispering to encourage myself to go to the place where the sound came from.

After a moment of silence, Ling Ye walked towards the depths of the white mist where the call came. In any case, you have to see it with your own eyes to figure it out, and it's better to take a few more steps if you want to break your head here.

It was a bit of a long road, so long that I didn't notice anything after walking for a while. There was still a white fog everywhere, a blurry haze everywhere.

Who am I, where am I, who is calling me?

Ling Ye thought hard, not only did he not think of anything, but he felt a headache. Was there something stopping him from thinking?

He raised his head, and suddenly saw that in the white mist in the distance, a hazy shadow vaguely appeared, very tall, and a little square, it seemed to be a pavilion, but it was floating in the air, hanging in the air below. The pavilion hung high in the air in the depths of the white mist, and there was still a faint light shooting out, but it couldn't penetrate the blurry white mist.

What is it?

Ling Ye stared up at this aerial pavilion that seemed to appear very suddenly, and a vague sense of familiarity floated in his heart.

I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it......

Just as he was staring, a little light suddenly appeared in the void above the pavilion in the sky. The light seemed so strong that it almost pierced through the blurred white fog, so clear that it could be seen clearly in the middle of the night—it seemed to be a firelight, a rapidly falling fire.

In the blink of an eye, above the void of the pavilion in the sky, there were little fires one after another, at first it was only a few dozen points, and then it was densely covered with the void, there were thousands of them.

Thousands of flames fell down at a rapid pace, like an extremely rare meteor shower. Ling Ye stared blankly, and thought vaguely in his heart that if so many fires fell on that sky pavilion, he was afraid that it would be burned down.

Soon, the first flame fell to the top of the pavilion in the air, and a little black smoke immediately rose from the pavilion. More and more firelight fell, and more and more black smoke came out of the roof, like dry wood that was about to be burned when the fire was burned, and when the black smoke was strong, it was when the fire started.

There were still so many fires in the void that had not yet fallen into the sky. Ling Ye didn't doubt that by the time all those fires fell, the pavilion in the sky would inevitably burn.

Just thinking of this, the fire flashed, and on the top of the pavilion in the sky, a cluster of flames really appeared!

Then another cluster, another cluster...... Just in the blink of an eye, the originally solemn and solemn sky pavilion was full of fires and burned.

Why is this happening? Where did the fire fall?

The fire in the cross?

Who built the pavilion in the sky, why is it here, and who is manipulating the fire to burn down the pavilion in the sky? Where is the voice of the people who were whispering just now?

Ling Ye thought hard for a while, and thought a little confusedly, if he wanted to find out where he was, he would have to go into this sky pavilion to find out. The person who whispered in the depths of the white fog was in the pavilion, right?

If so, then you can't watch this pavilion burn down!

But what can be done?

A cold breath suddenly surged through the body. This breath is also a little familiar, but I can't remember it for a while......

With the surging of cold breath, the situation of the sky pavilion suddenly changed, and cold ice flashed everywhere. The outside of the pavilion was burning, and the fire grew bigger and bigger, but as the ice poured out, the fire was immediately suppressed, and although the flames melted the ice, the water made of the ice also extinguished the flames!

The fire still kept appearing, not stopping, but the ice was also pouring out, melting itself and extinguishing the fire in one place after another. Later, the fire gradually decreased, and finally no more fire fell, but the cold ice continued to gush out, completely extinguishing the fire in the air pavilion and forming a thick layer of ice armor outside.

The castle in the sky was saved. Although it was frozen into an ice tower, it was still suspended in the air, towering, looking at the past from afar, there was a vague wordless solemnity.

Ling Ye thought about the person who was calling in a low voice, and quickly continued to walk towards the pavilion in the sky.

"Midnight ......"

In the middle of the night, I heard the sound of shackles again. This time, it wasn't in the depths of the white fog, it seemed to be above the sky. He looked up and saw a palm in the void slowly reaching down towards him, as if he was leaning over to grab something, but it was clearly himself.

Ling Ye was about to avoid it, when the call above his head floated down again: "Ling Ye, look at my hand ......"

Ling Ye subconsciously looked at that hand. It looked like a woman's hand, white and tender, but I don't know why it was so huge, and it was more than enough to hold Ling Ye's whole person in the palm of his hand.

Then, Ling Ye saw that something was shining on the ring finger of that hand. When I looked closely, Ling Ye saw clearly, it was a ring, a silver-white ring, vaguely engraved with complex patterns, elegant and graceful.

This ring looks very familiar, so familiar that it seems to have been seen before, but it has never been heard of before......

Many things from the past came to mind at once. Standing in a daze, his thoughts flooding back to him, confused and confused, he even forgot to watch out for the big hand that had been grabbed at him from above the void.

"Midnight ......"

With a low cry and a sigh, the big hand gently pressed on Ling Ye's head......

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