Hearing Nanchen's words, Wushuang smiled, but did not respond, and led him towards a narrow path, away from the hustle and bustle of the street market behind him, towards a cliff in the distance.

Wading through an underground river, some flowers and plants appear in front of you, especially delicate, and the vigorous ancient pines poke out from the cliff face, as if stretching out their hands to welcome visitors from all directions, and occasionally there are birds chirping, and the scenery is brightened, which is diametrically opposed to the shade of the street market behind it.

"Is this out of the dungeon?" Nanchen said in surprise.

Wushuang smiled, "The dungeon is big! You feel that there are a lot of them over there, and there are many of them here, of course I heard about it too!" Although the words were tactful, the meaning of the words was very clear, and what she said was naturally referring to the Valley of Broken Souls.

When Nanchen heard this, he just nodded, and he didn't look particularly surprised, he guessed this when he came, and sure enough, the fact was still guessed by him, I don't know if the scene in the castle is the same as the palace.

Suddenly remembering the tickets that Shopkeeper Zhou said, Nanchen wanted to find out Wushuang's identity, and asked casually: "Miss Wushuang, you are very familiar with this dungeon? The tickets for those dungeons should be worth a lot of spirit stones!"

Hearing Nanchen's words, Wushuang shook his head with a smile, "The tickets for those dungeons are what I have accumulated, and I am just the messenger of the underworld, taking care of the operation of the dungeon, do you believe it?"

Nanchen nodded silently and responded softly: "I believe it!" When he said these two words, his heart was a little sour, knowing what Wushuang was thinking in his heart, she was drawing a circle for the rest of her life, maybe there was reincarnation, maybe there was no return.

"Childe, what's wrong with you?" asked Wushuang with a smile.

Nanchen looked at this handsome face, his eyes seemed to be in the sand, and he was a little blurry and sore, "Frost-free girl, it won't be what you think!"

Wushuang still smiled and said, "Take you to see a view!" After speaking, he took his hand and walked towards a mountain bag in front of him, the cliff in front of him was covered with rain and mist, the water vapor was very heavy, and the outer layer of water mist reflected a seven-colored rainbow,

This reminded Nanchen of the hanging waterfall, "You often come here?"

Wushuang took Nanchen's hand, nodded, and sat down on the green hillside, looking at the round of seven-colored mist, the surroundings were quiet, and occasionally passers-by passed by.

"When I miss her, I come here and sit quietly for a while, and my mood will improve!" she snuggled on Nanchen's shoulder and said softly.

Nanchen was stunned for a moment, and said with a casual smile: "Wushuang, listening to what you mean, how do you feel that you are being held hostage here!" Although it was just a joke, he sensed that she was slight

Nod.

Wushuang's response made Nanchen a little surprised, could it be that he guessed that she was really kidnapped, so he quickly straightened her body and looked into her eyes, "Miss Wushuang, are you really held hostage here?"

"Half of it is also voluntary, I would rather be reincarnated for four hundred years for her, and I am also reincarnated in the mortal realm for her, and there is no need to worry about hijacking, as long as I can see her!"

Nanchen sighed, remembering that Qing Yao and Fan Bai were suffering with him, it was a full fifteen hundred years, and the feelings were really tricky, once the two met in reincarnation, they were reluctant to let go.

"Alas, once feelings enter God, there will never end!" Nanchen said softly to himself.

When Wushuang heard his words, he frowned, looked at Nanchen in a daze, and then pursed his lips and laughed, looking at the seven-colored mist on the cliff.

"Is that the person I want to save tomorrow be?" Nanchen said softly.

Seeing her nodding again, Nanchen was touched in her heart, in order to save her sweetheart, Wushuang helped her escape in exchange, but she had to bear the punishment of the people behind the scenes, which was too unfair to herself.

"I've changed my mind now, this dream master is not only stingy, but also extremely harsh!" Nanchen said lightly.

When Wushuang heard him say this, his body trembled obviously, "Father-in-law, son-in-law, you promised me, why are you ???????"

"I'll still save him tomorrow, but I don't want you to be persecuted for helping me, so it's over, Miss Wushuang, you don't deserve this fate if you have affection and righteousness, you can go! I'll go to the auction house tomorrow to find you!"

After Nanchen said these words, he got up and walked towards the lively street, "No!" Wushuang's voice came from behind him, and then he was hugged by her from behind.

"Childe, thank you, I have to do this, although it is a dream, since it has happened, I must keep my promise to God!" Wushuang's words were trembling, presumably Nanchen's move did put a lot of pressure on her.

When Nanchen heard her say this, he pursed his lips, "Okay, I'll do what you say, but you have to promise me one condition!"

"Childe, what are the conditions?" Wushuang still didn't let go of her arm, for fear that Nanchen would regret it and leave, although she knew that Nanchen would definitely help her, she had already made a promise to God.

"Promise me to live well, as long as I pass the dark lantern, I believe I will let you live!" Nanchen's tone was very firm, without the slightest room for compromise.

No frost sink

Silent, Nanchen's words, the person she loved once said so, but she kept her faith and lived well, but he left them forever.

"Why? you don't agree?" Nanchen asked again, and tried to wrench her arm.

"No, I—I promise you! That dream was too hasty, too short, and didn't tell me this, I didn't know what to do!" Wushuang said anxiously, it seemed that he really didn't know how to do it.

Hearing her helpless tone, Nanchen didn't want to force her anymore, after all, she was just following that dream, that is, the dream entrusted by the master.

"Okay, you have promised me to live well, and after I pass the dark light, you do what I say, don't follow the dream of that phase master, do you understand?" Nanchen said softly.

Seeing her nodded, the atmosphere became no longer tense, in fact, Wushuang was grateful for Nanchen's kindness, and knew that her situation was powerless, she was now asking Nanchen to save people and send Nanchen to the castle, and she didn't even have a chance to commit suicide.

Nanchen, who was sitting on the hillside, watched her pick a handful of flowers, walking towards her with a hint of afterglow, and felt that this kind of picture was so kind, and Wushuang inserted the flowers picked back into Nanchen's long hair one by one, giggling happily.

Listening to the laughter like silver bells, this voice was so familiar, Nanchen finally remembered, Fan Bai, her laughter was like a string of silver bells, and she couldn't help but turn her face sideways and look at Wushuang's pretty face.

The eyes that smiled into a crescent moon, seeing Nanchen's soft eyes, became a little trance-like, closed his eyes slightly, and accepted Nanchen's kiss, as if he had returned to the past, thinking of her beloved, Prince Lin, who had only spent a few days together, and left them forever.

Now what Nanchen said reminded her of Prince Lin's words, "Promise me to live well??????"

"The Point Guard Is Here"

Nanchen hugged her tightly, invisibly treating her as Fan Bai, her voice and appearance analyzed the breath of Fan Bai, which made Nanchen even more obsessed and enthusiastic, and that hand began to wander in her plump body.

"Lin??? I miss you??? Want me to ??????" Wushuang greeted Nanchen's enthusiasm, and muttered with his eyes slightly closed.

Tightly hugging Wushuang's soft body, Nanchen was immersed in that thought, but she didn't hear what Wushuang was muttering, still loosening her clothes, and the two of them were like dry wood and burning fire.

"Fan Bai??? My ????" Frostless muttered incoherently.

Just when Nanchen was about to press down, the whole person was instantly shocked, as if he was frozen there??????