Wang Ruoli didn't know how long he had been asleep, but when he opened his eyes again, he saw Mei Shuying looking at him with a worried and nervous expression.

"You're finally awake. Seeing Wang Ruoli wake up, Mei Shuying finally breathed a sigh of relief and said happily.

"How long have I fainted?" Wang Ruoli sat up slowly, only to find that when he was asleep, his head had been resting on Mei Shuying's lap. Thinking about it, I was a little embarrassed, when I was in that green world before, I fell into the water with Hongsheng, and I was too angry and fainted, but I didn't expect to enter the water with Mei Shuying this time, and I actually fainted again.

"It's been more than three hours. Mei Shuying said softly, raising her thighs slightly, probably because Wang Ruoli's head had been pillowed for too long, and she was a little numb.

"Where is this?" Wang Ruoli touched his chest, fortunately his heart was not dug up by the skeleton woman called Cai Xin, although the injury was not shallow, but it was not fatal. Feeling Mei Shuying's careful care, Wang Ruo turned his head warm, got up and looked around, only to see that the surrounding area was an empty field, flat and open, and the soil was fertile, but unfortunately the crops on it had already withered, looking at the desolation and decay, crumbling, and I don't know how many years had passed, it seemed that a breeze blew and could blow them all down.

"I don't know, it looks like farmland. Mei Shuying looked at the field, and she was also not very clear. It turned out that Mei Shuying followed Wang Ruoli into the stone stream together, and after falling into a delusion, she didn't remember anything, and when she suddenly woke up, she saw Wang Ruoli bleeding from his chest and fainting in the water, so she hurriedly took him out of the stone stream and came to this field.

The wilderness is vast and vast, Wang Ruoli probed out his divine sense, but he never found the edge, and in his perception, there was only such a wilderness.

Wang Ruoli approached, looked at the withered crops in front of him, stretched out his finger and touched it lightly, but unexpectedly, although these dead branches and leaves had withstood the erosion of countless years, at this time, they could no longer withstand such a touch, turned into fragments, and fell to the ground, as if they should have disappeared long before eternity. Then, like the butterfly effect, the withered crops behind are broken, scattered, and disappear.

The whole field has completely become empty and abnormal.

Wang Ruoli frowned, and carefully glanced at the field in front of him, barren and depressed, lifeless, although after the passage of time, it can be vaguely seen that the ditches on the field are distinct, the water is diverted and ventilated, and it is done in an orderly manner, and it is not hastily arranged.

Wang Ruoli suddenly thought that the Xing brothers of the Araki Patrol Division had said that the tomb owner of the Ming Shengling Mausoleum loved narcissus during his lifetime, could this field in front of him be the 10,000 acres of daffodils that accompanied the burial?

The two of them walked forward together.

Ahead, I don't know when a cloud appeared, the clouds were swirling, the fog was covered, it seemed to be a little hazy, and there were a few traces of clarity.

Wang Ruoli raised his hand, used the spiritual power of the red maple, pushed away the heavy clouds, and saw that there was a clear inside, there was a small pavilion in the middle, the pavilion was nameless, only a few ancient words were written on the pavilion pillars on both sides, the left is "clear clouds to see the sun", and the right is "the truth is not white".

Wang Ruoli savored it, cleared the clouds, saw the light, and knew the truth, which may not be white. Between the two, it seems to be opposite, and it seems to be enlightened, but when put together, it makes people feel awkward and contradictory.

Wang Ruoli faintly guessed that for a long time, under the influence of inertial thinking, he always thought that the central tomb of the Ming Holy Mausoleum, the burial place of the tomb owner, should be a palace, or a platform, or a tower, or other important buildings. But at this time, thinking about it, this tomb owner is unique and loves narcissus, will there be no main tomb mausoleum at all, will this daffodil field be the resting place of the tomb owner?

"It's a good cloud, and it's a good truth. Wang Ruoli chuckled from the corner of his mouth, shook his head, dispelled his random conjectures, and sighed, "This pavilion, I'm afraid there is no other cave." ”

"What pavilion?" Mei Shuying next to her looked confused.

"Didn't you see it?" Wang Ruoli heard this, and looked at Mei Shuying in surprise, looking at her didn't look like pretending, did she really not see the pavilion in front of her?

"Huh?" Mei Shuying looked left and right, even more confused.

At this moment, there was a rush in the distant sky.

Wang Ruo left the prestige, and saw two figures rushing over, and there were three figures behind him, as if they were resisting something.

Wang Ruoli hurriedly swept over and greeted him, because the two figures who came over were Mei Fanghua and Xu Ji, and he didn't expect that the two of them would also enter the Ming Holy Mausoleum.

"Second Senior Sister, Fifth Senior Brother. Being able to see people close to him in the Ming Holy Mausoleum, Wang Ruoli was happy in his heart and couldn't help shouting.

"Sixth Senior Brother, it's great that you're still alive!" Although Xu Ji looked tired, he couldn't help but be happy when he saw that Wang Ruoli was safe and sound at this time, and stepped forward to hug Wang Ruoli.

"Shuying, are you okay?" Mei Fanghua came over, eagerly pulled Mei Shuying, looked up and down, until she confirmed that Mei Shuying was not missing arms or legs, then she was relieved, and glanced at Wang Ruoli with some gratitude.

"Mother......" Mei Shuying dragged Mei Fanghua tightly, with a look of grievance, completely devoid of her previous stubbornness and tenacity, just like a stray chick outside, and finally returned to the hen who was protecting her cubs.

"How did you get here?" asked Wang Ruoli with concern.

"It's a long story, after the second senior sister and I entered the Dark Light Gate, we fell into a stream in the oasis and were almost eaten alive by a group of giant bone crocodiles. Xu Ji said with some fear, "Fortunately, the second senior sister appeared later, which helped me get out of the mouth of the bone crocodile." ”

"Yes, although the two of us met successfully, the oasis was too dangerous, and we managed to escape from the oasis after many hardships. Mei Fanghua continued, "Fortunately, we met Senho-sama of the Araki Patrol Division outside the oasis. Master Ji saw the old guy's face and helped us a lot. ”

"I see. Wang Ruoli nodded slightly, turned his head to look at the sky, the three figures over there should be Ji Wuji, and the two patrol guards under his command, Du Henian and Qi Dashou.

"We followed Master Ji, along the way, although the dangers and difficulties continued, but all of them were successfully solved, and the number of people gathered to as many as seven. Mei Fanghua also looked at the resistance of the sky, not without worry, "It's a pity that in the Ming Holy Mausoleum, it is a hundred times more dangerous than I thought at the beginning." When we passed by a canyon, a tall zombie suddenly burst out of it, extremely powerful, we are far from being opponents, Duan Zhengchun of the Canglong Empire, Gu Ting of the Honghan Empire, was bitten to death by it on the spot, all the blood was sucked dry, and the body turned into gray charcoal. ”

Wang Ruoli was shocked when he heard this, and he couldn't help but think of the terrifying zombie he had encountered on the other side of the canyon stone stream before, but he really didn't expect that it was actually a drought fish who was chasing the second senior sister and them.

Without waiting for Wang Ruoli to think about it, he saw that the figure of the drought fish appeared in the distance, although it was walking on the ground, but the speed was extremely fast.

The three of them in the sky saw the appearance of the drought fish, and hurriedly urged the mana, slashed and killed in the air, bombarding and exploding, especially the Heavenly Calculation Divine Sword, with the momentum of thunder, cut through the sky, slashed down, and cut out a sword pit on the ground.

It's a pity that in the face of the fierce attack and killing of the three of them, it was like a breeze blowing on his face, and he was always unscathed. Suddenly, the drought jumped to the ground, leaping to the sky is fighting Du Henian, the next moment, Du Henian has been grabbed by the drought and smashed to the ground, biting on the neck, and began to suck blood.

Ji Wujian saw that Du Henian was caught and bitten to death by the drought fish when he raised his hand, the blood gradually dried up, and his body turned gray, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, knowing that he and the others would not be able to fight against this zombie after all, so he had to take Qi Dashou and retreat towards the wilderness.

Wang Ruoli saw the situation over there, mixed moods, and was full of emotion. Who would have thought that the Nirvana overhaul, which was cited as a myth by the world, would be caught by a zombie in an instant, suck up the blood and die, this kind of picture has completely subverted his previous cultivation cognition, and the fear of this Ming Holy Mausoleum has increased exponentially.

Ji Wufeng and Qi Dashou flew smoothly and landed in the wilderness, but their faces were very ugly, especially Ji Wufeng, as the supreme genius of the Arragian Galaxy, how could he ever encounter such an embarrassing situation? And everyone knew that once the drought sucked the blood of Du Henian, he should chase after him, and everyone would not be spared.

A shadow of death loomed over everyone's heads, diluting the joy of the original encounter.

In the empty field, there were no daffodils, only black earth, and high in the sky, there seemed to be a group of gray shadows flying by.

Wang Ruo turned his head vigilantly, swept out his divine sense, and found that it was the kind of human-faced butterfly he encountered when he first entered the Ming Holy Tomb, and the number of perceptions was hundreds.

Wang Ruoli was terrified, what was the situation? Why did these people flutter their wings in a panic and fly in a hurry, as if they were being chased and chased, and they looked panicked, as if they wanted to run away very much, but they did not dare to fall behind without permission.

Sure enough, behind this group of human-faced butterflies, a big bird appeared, which was the three-headed bird that liked to eat bright insects and dark stones before. At this time, the three-headed bird was flying gracefully, hanging unhurriedly behind the human-faced butterflies, as if they were chasing this group of human-faced butterflies, and as if they were grazing.

"It turned out that in the middle of the clouds, there was a small pavilion. Flying close to the sky over the field, the oriole head glanced down and said softly.

"The truth is not white?" Crane Tou carefully looked at the words on the two pillars on the side of the pavilion, full of doubts, "What does that mean?"

"Whatever it means, it's not a place we can set foot anyway. The head reminded in a cold voice.

"That's right. The crane head listened, nodded, and nodded his beak, referring to the drought fish below, "Look, that stupid corpse has run into the daffodil field, do you say that it will be hung and dried this time, or will it be chopped into several pieces, or buried into flower fertilizer?"

"These means are insignificant to it. Oriole quipped, "Unless Xiao Tao wakes up and eats it." ”

"Ouch, don't mention Xiaotao's name indiscriminately. The crane looked left and right, as if he was very scared, "If it listens, we will all be unlucky." ”

"Hurry up. There was some eagerness in the cold tone of the donkey.

"Let's go, take a walk, ......" oriole head and crane head rarely agreed and agreed.

The three-headed bird sped up and left the field far away, flew into the sky, and disappeared without a trace.