Immediately, Nanfeng took Lingxi to the next floor.

Lingxi never asked why there was one person at a time, and who were these people?

After Lingxi landed on the fifth floor of this tower, what Lingxi saw on this floor was still a somewhat strange scene.

This floor is full of flowers, colorful, and it seems that there are all kinds of flowers. Of course, the most conspicuous thing is the slender branches on the surrounding wooden walls, which are adorned with magnificent flowers, red as fire, yellow as flames, and heroic.

It's full of the smell of spring, and being in it will be refreshing.

The window was slightly open, and butterflies flew in and danced....... But the butterfly was transparent and exuded a hint of coldness, and when it landed on the flowers, it turned into a few drops of water, watered the flowers, and slid into the hearts of the flowers.

Just when Lingxi was curious about who was arranging it, a delicate-looking woman came out from behind the red screen.

"Quanling. Nanfeng shouted.

This Quanling is dressed in red, and many of the decorations on this floor are red, red screens, red curtains....... She seems to be as fond of red as Lingxi.

"Your Excellency, you don't have to go up, they're all out on errands. Quan Ling arched his hand.

"Yes. Nanfeng smiled, and then secretly said something to Na Quanling.

I saw Quan Ling nodded, and then left this floor.

When Quan Ling walked past Lingxi, Lingxi felt a trace of coldness, and her eyes seemed to be very dissatisfied.

"......" Lingxi is unconscious. Immediately remembered something, at the Spirit Sword Conference, she had seen this woman, and when she went crazy, she was on the side.

"You ......" Lingxi wanted to ask something, but was immediately interrupted.

"Hong'er, you don't remember anything?" Nanfeng said as he opened the window.

Then the wind continued to pour in, blowing Lingxi's hair messy, but it also blew her thoughts into a mess.

Watching Quan Ling leave, she remembered once again the time when she went crazy and enjoyed the killing.

Who the hell is she......

"Should I remember anything?" Lingxi asked faintly.

"Of course. Nanfeng looked happy, looking forward to Lingxi's answer.

Lingxi looked at him like this, and said, "I don't remember anything. ”

Then she walked to the window and wrestled with Nanfeng, and then Nanfeng left the window, and she stood at the window, but what Nanfeng didn't expect was that Lingxi's sword stopped silently in front of the window, and by the time he noticed the abnormality, it was already too late.

"Lingxi, what do you want to do......." Before the words fell, Lingxi jumped down from the window, her red clothes hunting in the wind, and her sword caught her like this.

However, Lingxi knew that she couldn't escape, she was just 'dying and struggling'.

Her speed was so fast that the wind swept through her like frost, and now the air was no longer warm.

"Where are you going? This city is covered by a barrier, and no one can get out or enter without my orders. Nanfeng, who had already caught up, followed her and asked, probably because of this, he did not appear very anxious, but looked calm.

"........" Lingxi didn't answer, but continued to speed up, but Nanfeng still followed her closely.

Lingxi in the air, at this time, I can finally clearly see what kind of scene this city is like-

People come and go, bustling and lively, horses and mules neighing, wheels and wheels, water canals, everything is beautiful and natural.

"Is this an ordinary city in the Yu Kingdom?" Lingxi turned around and asked, Nanfeng.

"Hmm. Nanfeng replied somewhat vaguely.

After a while, Lingxi didn't know where he came directly, only to see that there was no one in this area, and Nanfeng became silent.

When Lingxi turned his head to look at Nanfeng, he saw that Nanfeng's face was not very good.

And at their feet is a garden, located far away from the busy streets, surrounded by barrenness, where late autumn is truly manifested.

Lingxi walked in without hesitation, looking around, the windowsill was dusty, and the stone steps were covered with moss, and it looked like it had not been inhabited for a long time.

Lingxi paced back and forth in the garden, and then found a path paved with soft stones, and walked down it, so quiet that only footsteps could be heard, and there was no other movement, and at the same time, there was no breath of any other people.

Of course, except for the south wind, Lingxi looked at the south wind and saw him standing at the entrance of the garden, putting on a gloomy expression.

Lingxi also ignored it, continued to investigate, and looked up, behind the dead branches, the sun hung brightly in the sky, casting a shadow on everything.

But Lingxi seemed to have discovered something, only to see Nanfeng shouting, "Don't go any further!"

"........" Lingxi didn't respond, then snorted coldly and continued to walk forward.

Walk through a messy forest and come to a small courtyard.

In the middle of the courtyard there was a dead tree with strong branches, the branches were pitch black like pig iron, and on it hung a lantern on all sides, and the lantern was covered with spider silk, and everything was lifeless.

Lingxi looked in the courtyard, there was no one to live in, there was nothing to do, and there was only dead grass and dust in the dilapidated courtyard.

She knew very well that there was something strange about the garden, and that it was even more familiar to her than the one that the south wind had taken her to before, but this familiarity was not joyful, but sad and desolate.

As she surveyed the courtyard, her heart occasionally throbbed.

Looking up again, the dazzling sun was obscured by the clouds, and I suddenly remembered something, but what came to mind was the scene of a woman and a man in their arms.

She had to revisit the courtyard. For a moment, she was contemplating and holding her breath under the dead tree, and a red petal floated in, Lingxi reached out to catch it, and the petal disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Nanfeng also walked over, looking at Lingxi, and he couldn't tell what emotion was contained in his eyes.

With a spark, a spark rose in the hand of the south wind, and a cluster of dark blue flames flew straight towards the dead tree, only for a moment, at the moment when the blue flame touched, the dead tree, as if awakened, faded black, and the surrounding breath became vibrant.

It sprouts and produces red flowers. Then a glowing white vine rose from the ground, wrapped around Lingxi's ankle, climbed up her waist, and lifted her to the trunk.

Lingxi was a little sluggish, not understanding the reason why Nanfeng did this, and just when he was about to ask-

"Ahh

"yes, why are you here?" and then another middle-aged man's voice rang out.

Lingxi looked at the source of the voice, and saw a middle-aged man with a wine jug in his hand, and on his shoulder stood a small figure, the child who used the centipede that Lingxi saw in the tower.

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