Banxian Yao asked, "Then how are we going to get out of here?"

Mo Liunian walked forward, Banxian Yao didn't know, but Wujian could see clearly, the direction Mo Liunian was walking in the direction of the wooden house.

There were knee-deep grass and shrubs and big trees everywhere, and Ban Xian Yao used the Fengxiang Sword to split a path, only to realize that in fact, what they were walking was originally a road, but it was covered up.

When we arrived at the place where the wooden house was, there was no wooden house, only a ruin, and in the middle of the ruins there was an altar dozens of feet high, but the totem on the altar was so broken that it was impossible to see the original shape, and the steps of the altar were full of dust and rubble.

When Mo Liunian saw this altar, her eyes suddenly straightened, as if a sledgehammer had hit her heart hard.

This totem is obviously broken, but in the face of it, you can feel great coercion. This feeling is not unfamiliar, this kind of coercion has always existed when Xiao Banxian and Mo Liunian entered the end of Nanshan, but now it has increased several times. And here this coercion is only limited to the surroundings of the altar, and in Zhongnan Mountain, a piece of heaven and earth is formed.

Banxian Yao and Wujian have been following behind Mo Liunian, their hearts are full of horror, seeing Banxian Yao stepping on the steps, Banxian Yao hurriedly grabbed her, "The situation is unknown now, be careful." ”

Mo Liunian looked up and muttered, "Maybe there was danger before, but not now." ”

She stepped on the steps step by step, Wuji and Banxian Yao would not let her walk alone, naturally with her, Mo Liunian didn't know why she knew, but she just knew that there were a total of ninety-nine steps in total, symbolizing ninety-nine to one.

When he reached the twentieth step, Banxian Yao gasped and said, "No, let's rest for a while." After saying that, he sat down on the steps.

Mo Liunian said: "The higher you go, the greater the pressure, you can't bear it, so wait for me below." ”

Half Immortal Yao said: "Then how can you hold on?"

Mo Liunian said quietly: "I also want to find out the reason." ”

Ban Xian Yao stood up, "Let's go, I'll walk with you for a while, I really can't hold it anymore and go back." ”

Mo Liunian knew Banxian Yao's character, and he didn't persuade him anymore, so he helped Banxian Yao to continue walking, and barely walked more than ten steps, Banxian Yao's face changed, and said, "It's really not good." ”

Mo Liunian said: "Let Wujian send you down." ”

Banxian Yao turned to Innocent and asked, "Can you continue?"

Although Wujian is better than Banxian Yao, he has only walked a third of the way now, and Wujian said very wisely: "It should be possible to walk for a while, but it is estimated that it will be difficult to reach the top." ”

Banxian Yao didn't worry about Mo Liunian going up alone, this place was really too evil, Banxian Yao said: "Xiao Mo, let's go down." ”

Mo Liunian said: "I have never known who I am, but now I finally have the opportunity to know, Yaoyao, I can't give up." ”

Banxian Yao took her hand, "But I'm really not at ease." ”

Mo Liunian said with a smile: "If there was an accident, it would have changed a long time ago, don't worry, it's okay." ”

Banxian Yao said: "No matter what, you must be careful, and hurry down as soon as you notice danger." ”

Wujian helped Ban Xian Yao to leave, Half Xian Yao couldn't help but look back at Mo Liunian every few steps, Mo Liunian waved at him to indicate that he was fine, and when he saw them walking down the last step, Mo Liunian turned around and walked up alone.

Xu Xiaoxin walked slightly, and came with a tinkling sound around his waist. I saw her: Lanzi musk bone, fat powder does not apply spiritual fragrance, and lead is not resistant. The eyebrows are shallow, slightly frowning, all thoughtful, and thoughtless. Eyes gathered on Qingbo, looking forward to Mangu, and suddenly felt that affection was ruthless. People say that they are well-nourished, and the red face is permanent and forgets the years, and the youth is forever. From afar, it looks like thirty people...... Huan Wan whispered, rumors in the early years, guessed that she had a crush in her heart, but because there was no road to the Queqiao and the rain in the Red Mansion, she had to live the days of blue sea and blue sky.

Silk silk, Sauvignon Blanc, singing peach blossoms and green shirts; Song in the clouds, desert ballads, dreams fall flowers into the past, imperial industry, drunk and exquisite, who knows the world's songs; the moon is sinking, the red face is chaotic, the best period is like a dream and difficult to recall; step lotus, peach blossom debt, three lives and three generations pillow book.

The glass of wine is frustrated, and he is crazy, groaning bitterly and saying that he is sad. It is difficult for fish to know their fate when they meet on the shallow shore, and it is easy for geese to break their intestines when they fall elsewhere. Ge Yi forced a neon dance, and the dead trees chatted about the fragrance of Huizhi. The despondent north comes back to Pengjing, and the moon looks like frost in the south.

It seemed that she was soaring above the nine heavens, the sky was far away, and Chu Wuchen beside her walked with her in the wind. He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and smiled softly at her from time to time, like a lotus. Her heart was refreshed, flapping her wings around him, and at this time they were a true fairy couple.

Spring and autumn have the poison of whiteness, and the beauty of Yufei is suppressed. The Queen Mother of Heaven is happy and elegant, feasting on the immortals, and the secular Hedong has no leisure and sneers at it. There will be a feast, fairy friends are like clouds, flowing wine and butterflies dancing and painting. Immersed in greedy cups, the birthday star Antarctic immortal, shocking the world, the red-haired dragon king of the North Sea.

I can guess what kind of flowers and branches will be displayed by those concubines today, not to mention that in order to express the joy, the whole Xuan is paved with bright red and gold carpet, and I step into it calmly in a snow suit, just like a stream of bright moon slowly flowing into the colorful garden in the dark night. Although the scenery on both sides of the strait is wonderful, how can it reach this clear moon and bright shadows?

Linkunlun's absolute top, the bath water of Mu Yao Pool. Plain clothes and silver threads, auspicious clouds and flowing water, peach blossoms fall on the shoulders, and palace feathers fly. The sword ornament tassel, such as the river flowing, Huafa three thousand, like the Milky Way hanging ground. Tumbling waves, cladding clouds. The immortals condescended to it, and the birds chirped towards it. The male flies and the female follows, and the mandarin duck is envious.

Li Xiaozhu walked slightly, and came with a tinkling sound around her waist. I saw her orchid musk bones, fat powder does not apply spiritual fragrance, and lead is not resistant. The eyebrows are shallow, slightly frowning, all thoughtful, and thoughtless. Eyes gathered on Qingbo, looking forward to Mangu, and suddenly felt that affection was ruthless. People say that they are well-nourished, and the red face is permanent and forgets the years, and the youth is forever. From afar, it looks like thirty people...... Huan Wan whispered, rumors in the early years, guessed that she had a crush in her heart, but because there was no road to the Queqiao and the rain in the Red Mansion, she had to live the days of blue sea and blue sky.

I hope that when I return, he will still be chanting and singing the wind and moon on the Xianyue Pavilion, quietly waiting for me, or, if I never come back, he will still stand among the green bamboos and grasses, playing the piano and painting with his concubines, laughing and laughing.

In the lingering sound of depression, I only felt that the prosperity was exhausted, everything was sluggish, and it was cold and snowy for a day. It's not that I don't want to find Fang, but the white land in front of me, only the Qingsu Hanmei of Qiongzhi Ice Bone in front of me is left, and there is nothing else. There is no clue to look for fragrance, just because of the bottom of the's eyes, only this last kind of elegance remains. There is no substitute, no choice.

Hook that light Luo tent, help that sleeping begonia, wear that purple silk dress, move that green diamond mirror, pick up that sweet spring water, pour that country, pick up that jasper comb, pull that fog and wind, insert that Jin Buyao, hairpin that coral Tian, lightly sweep the moth eyebrows, light wipe rouge, that Yan can press Xiaoxia, that beauty is better than a hundred flowers, this person is in love when he sees it, and he is ashamed when he sees it this month!

Jin Se year, a wisp of sorrow will not regret it, half a tear melts into two forgets, after years of meditation folding, Qianmo flying, drinking Fanghua alone, prosperous three thousand, Fangzhi Xinlan, plain and calm, a leisurely, floating like flowing clouds, taste a song Zen sound is misty, quietly enjoy the feeling of always on the road, the most beautiful you are on the road, light and slow, and the world, no noise, snow condensation heart lake, polished day after day tranquility.

You will feel that she is as graceful as she walks in the breeze, her clothes are fluttering, she is as elegant as a jade tree in the wind, and she is like a fragrant lotus with dew! Under the lonely moon in the Qingjiang River, she sings and dances lightly. The slender waist is Chuchu, the wind and the snow are dancing, and the powder is lightly applied to the red dust, which is delicate and charming. All the cold arrogance of plums, the simplicity and elegance of orchids, the nobility of lotus, and the coldness of chrysanthemums are all gathered in one, showing their beauty in the story of flowers.

If I were just Bai Fengxi, I would have dragged that person along the high mountain peak that day, and I would have taken care of him in the world, and I would have liked his hegemony...... It doesn't matter if he is abundant or blue, and how much Jiuqu intestinal groove he has...... I only do my indulgent and willful wind and night, dragging the red dust confidant and smiling proud mountains and forests, stepping all over the five lakes...... But...... I'm still a cherished cloud in the country of winds!

In the spring breeze, the peony is blazing and fanning the flames, and you move to Shangyang Palace, where the barren moss is green, and the curtains there are lonely. There is no longer a palace to run for information, and there is no longer a palace lady to serve the banquet, so suddenly turn around, check the eternal world, a hundred years of life experience, the only thing that is so real and exist is yourself, is the little bit of attachment to life in your heart.

The trees are sparse and the birds are far away, the water is quiet and the flowers are deep, Yichun Garden is still the same as in the old days, the new warbler brushes the willow tops, and the poplars of thousands of trees are full of Luffy. But this hustle and bustle of spring does not ignite a little glimmer in the princess's eyes, she is independent of the red bridge in the garden, looking at the spring water under her feet, and maintaining a static posture for a long time, letting the shadow float in the pool, and the flowers fall in the shirt.

Biluo still needs to be asked, Shi Xuejian has already turned away, holding a tea cup, and staring at the snow curtain outside the window. The snow in the sky came into her eyes, and even the pupils were desolate and white, as if she had never spoken, let alone mentioned the blue fall, and under the green plums, there was Feng Laiyi.

The rice paper of the years is soaked in a volume full of sincerity. Listen to the flowing water, the string zither singing, and the autumn water singing. Flowers and flowers fly, and the years are reincarnated. Drinking Zen tea, not to mention the autumn heart, the light moon, the dark window, the overflow of tea; Plain, clear, alone. The moonlight is hazy, the prosperity ends, the secluded fence winds around the blue sky, and the ancient world is empty.

The song is like a sword, the wind is swaying, and the broken song is still alive. The sea of fog is vast for thousands of miles, and the cold stone is beside the two hearts, and the two hearts are speechless. Charming eyes bury tears and red faces, and see that the heart is close at hand. I have a wish, I am a hundred years old, and I dare not be greedy for joy for a while. Looking back just to wait for the dry sea, the heart falls, and asks for a thousand years of sighing. In the dream, there were several times of resentment, and the person woke up for the first time, drunk and lonely. To see today, it is a smile in the city. I'm afraid that if this life is secretly promised, who knows the hatred.

When the sixth layer of clouds is crossed, the scenery is clearer and more beautiful. Looking up at the large pavilions and terraces, he was already in the midst of the ethereal clouds and the support of Fanxia, and knew that the Lingqiao Immortal Mansion was about to fly. There are also some young men and women who step on the fairy clouds and come to greet them.

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