In my ears, those rumbling sounds, intimate rumbling sounds, gradually disappeared.

In my ears, there seems to be no more wind.

It's so quiet!

She opened her eyes timidly.

As far as the eye can see, it is still white.

Brilliant and wanton white.

Where is this?

Oh, you should be happy! These white ones are not stones!

She felt that in the future, she might have a deep shadow of the white stone.

That's exactly what happened!

Now, when I see white things, I feel sorry for them!

She looked closely and realized that she was actually in a sea of flowers. The white petals, hot and vigorous, bloomed in a large area. If you look closely, you can see pale yellow stamens.

What kind of flower is this?! She continued to look and found these flowers, emerald stems.

Yes?!

These flowers are so familiar!

It's the flowers I saw in front of that white cave!

Why, could it be that I'm back here?

Her heart was very worried.

Leap up from the sea of flowers. In the distance, she saw a white stone.

The heart is still afraid.

Can you not be afraid?

Under such fear, I am still a little happy in my heart. At least, if you have white stones, white stones, and arrange them in the Snow Pavilion, it means that you have to go out here.

When thinking like this, Ting Lan's heart calmed down a lot.

She felt her body getting lighter and lighter!

This shows that she is getting closer and closer to the Nine Heavens!

Myself, I'm sure I'm going back soon!

She tried, and once again passed on her message to Xue Ge.

Without much hesitation, she hurried to the white stone. After just a glance, she found that the stones here were arranged in the Snow Pavilion.

A little joy rose in her heart.

In the midst of such joy, there is a bit of astonishment. Who is it that is telling herself in such a way that she has traveled the road?

Since he is the old man of the Snow Pavilion, the man he saw on the isolated island before must not be from the Snow Pavilion.

Who could that woman in dark red clothes be?

That person must be someone from the Snow Pavilion! And, perhaps, a very powerful character.

Perhaps, it was the high priest of the Snow Pavilion from all over the ages? Perhaps, it was the high priest of many years ago!

But I can't say for sure!

It's also possible that it's someone in the Snow Pavilion, a very good friend.

She thought about what she didn't have. Standing on the white platform.

In the blink of an eye, a familiar and cordial rumbling sound was heard in my ears.

She closed her eyes and waited patiently, these familiar and kind voices calmed down.

After a long time, she felt that the writing voice was gone.

In my ears, there was no sound.

She was a little afraid to open her eyes.

These white stones, which are exactly the same as the layout of the Snow Pavilion, are like a cycle. Myself stood again and again among these stones, on this high platform. Standing, from one place, to another.

Do you want to go on like this, endlessly, like this?

From one high platform, to another.

Is this her fate?

She hesitated, and suddenly, she heard the sound of waves crashing against the shore.

Where have you been?

Could it be that island again?

She finally opened her eyes.

In front of me, there is a clear blue water. On the seaside, there is a sand full of white sand.

Yes?!

Are you really, back to that beach? Back to that island?

She subconsciously jumped to her feet.

Suddenly, she saw something different.

Here, it seems to be different from the isolated island I met before.

In the depths of the beach, a field of tall trees grows. The emerald green canopy is beautiful and flamboyant, and it makes people feel happy when they look at it. This kind of publicity is somewhat similar to the woman in dark red clothes.

The sea breeze blows, and the waves bloom. Tinglan, who was standing on the shore, subconsciously looked at the scenery on the other side of the beach.

There are many green plants. It's full of life.

Here, where is it?

It seems that there is no pure white stone to be found!

She walked away from the beach. Perhaps, when she saw those white stones arranged in the white stone layout in the snow pavilion, she would feel relieved!

As I walked, suddenly, I felt that there seemed to be something under my feet, a little awkward.

She bent over subconsciously. In the white sand, after a moment of tinkering, a white stone was found. The white stone, which seemed to be partially mutilated, was still mutilated.

She looked left and right at the stone, and suddenly found that there were two lines of small letters on the stone.

"For you, I choose

Hell-bent on death.

e.g.

The handwriting is very beautiful. Between the lines, there is an indescribable wanton flying. Ting Lan felt that in her mind, a woman in dark red clothes had appeared, and between her eyebrows and eyes, there was an indescribable arrogance and flying.

The word "such as" in the third line is a little abrupt.

The stone broke here.

I don't know what the words in the third line are. It seems like a byline. It's not particularly like that, either. The general signature should be a little later. This third line is like a sentence.

Unfortunately, the stone was partially shattered and could not be seen.

She took a closer look at the handwriting. The power of the handwriting is very deep. This fully shows that the person who wrote these words has a profound cultivation.

For whom is such a profound cultivator bent on death?

In a trance, Ting Lan remembered the words of the Nine Charms.

Could it be that there is really such an immortal, cultivated to an unfathomable immortal, for whom and whoever, bent on death?

How can you think so?

What's so good about bent on dying.

Only by living can you get everything!

What a fool that woman in dark red clothes is cultivated!

With these things in mind, she continued to search for the white stones.

Ting Lan was alone, walking along the beach for a long time, but did not find any white stones. On the edge of the beach, there are many green plants, and from a distance, it seems that you can see a lot of small animals.

These little animals make people feel a little scared. She didn't dare to approach, so she had to walk slowly and leisurely by the sea.

She was a little tired. The white stone in his hand was a little depressed in his heart. Unconsciously, her palms were already sweaty. The hand holding the stone instantly felt a little uncomfortable.

She approached the sea, ready to wash her hands in the water.

When she crouched down, she placed the white stone on the beach. The white stone on the white sand exudes a dazzling and charming luster.

Ting Lan lowered her head and washed her hands, not seeing anything clearly.

Suddenly, the sea breeze blows. Ting Lan just stood up, and accidentally kicked something under his feet.

Yes?!

She kicked the stone that had been placed on the beach!

The stone, with its own kick, flew into the sea!

The booming sound sounded again.

She was devastated.

Such a voice is not kind at all.

Where will you go?