The book also said that the pen of the ink pen is also extraordinary, it is the spirit stone of heaven and earth, so the ink pen of the order is very different from the ordinary bamboo pen, the ink pen of the order can be said to be as heavy as the stone, and the person who does not identify it, no one can afford it, and this ink pen has identified the name of the person from the beginning, so now the person who can afford to hold the ink pen and can drive it between heaven and earth, now there is only one person.

Let's say that Si Ming Yubi went all the way, and all the dark fires were blocked from the divine light of the ink pen, and the Si Ming was properly protected.

Si Ming stood on it and looked around, looking left and right, for fear of missing a place. But the strange thing is that the man who appeared during the day really never saw it again.

Did he enter another illusion? At this time, this thought arose in Si Ming's heart. Si Ming thought to himself that if he fell into another illusion now, he didn't see that person at this time, which would explain it, but if he really fell into another illusion, then where was the flaw in this illusion?

Hey, what's the place in front of you? I saw a strange scene in front of me, you must know that this place is like nine hells, the surrounding is all hellfires, all things must be touched into powder, it can be described as a precipitous cluster, a place of nine deaths and one life.

But, but in such a hot and choppy place, there was, uh, actually placed a coffin, and it was an ice coffin.

What's even more amazing is that this ice coffin can be safe and intact in this hellish place, and it can be immaculate in this hot and turbulent place, and there is no tendency to melt.

On the contrary, it looks a bit like the surrounding firepower is maintaining this ice coffin, this is really a strange thing! Rao is a master who has seen many strange things in the Six Realms, and at this time, he has to admire the magic of creation, and he has to wonder how this thing is done?

In Si Ming's view, this is completely breaking the laws of nature and going against the sky.

This thing is indeed unusual, although Si Ming is now also a god-level product, and his heart is much calmer than before, but such an unnatural thing has completely succeeded in arousing Si Ming's curiosity and exploration.

And seeing the order of the royal pen down, tap the pen body, and the pen fell next to the ice coffin, a series of actions in one go, the speed is so fast.

Si Ming Hao observed the ice coffin for a long time, and walked around the ice coffin three times with his negative hand, but he didn't find any reason, so he had to cast a spell again to try to open the lid of the coffin and see the face in the coffin.

The white light came out from between his fingers and fell on the lid of the coffin, but the lid of the coffin did not move, and there was no reaction at all. Si Ming was curious, so he intensified his efforts to cast the spell again, but the coffin lid also did not move. This time it made Si Ming worry for a while.

Si Ming supported his chin, the god of the underworld pondered for a while, and then sat down cross-legged, his hands were one, and he didn't know what immortal decision he was thinking in his mouth.

Seeing this situation, Si Ming pondered exerting divine power again to make the coffin lid open more, but it was useless, and secondly, Si Ming was also a little exhausted.

After weighing it, Si Ming retracted his strength, slowly stood up, walked to the ice coffin, stretched out his neck with great effort and opened his eyes wide to look in from the place where the gap was exposed, looking at it, this person seemed to be attached to the ice coffin, and it was ridiculous!

Is it a person? this person? This woman...... After seeing the person in the coffin, Si Ming finally stretched back his neck, rubbed his shoulders and neck, and said in his heart, puzzled.

Si Ming thought to himself, how can he be a person who feels that he knows? The same was true of that man last time, as if he knew them, could it be that the emperor and Xiang Dong were really right, this is indeed an illusion, and everyone or everything in the illusion is false, in order to keep the people who enter the country, it will be so realistic to make people close and reluctant to leave.

The Buddha often said, "Illusion is born from the heart." If the Buddha was there at this time, Si Ming would have asked him what was in her heart at this time, which gave her the illusion of this ice coffin beauty, hehe.

Slow down....... Ice coffin beauty, ice coffin beauty!

Si Ming, who was originally smiling, gradually smiled on his face, his face turned pale, as if he remembered something, and shook his head again and again as if he was in disbelief and took a few steps back.

"Impossible, impossible. Si Ming shook his head in denial, and read weakly in his mouth.

Is this really the case? The incident 10,000 years ago has really ironed traces in her heart, but now it has been deeply rooted to this point, Si Ming laughed helplessly at himself in his heart, laughed at himself for really not being angry, laughed at himself still has thoughts, and laughed at why he still hasn't given up.

Whoever responds to whom's catastrophe has become someone's obsession.

Hongyan is far away, lovesick and bitter, several times, it is difficult to deal with each other. Thousands of years of love, don't cut lovesickness and can't bear to care!

It's ridiculous! It turns out that this is just my obsession!

I saw that the woman in white looked confused, her eyes were always looking at the ice coffin, her thoughts were ethereal, or she looked back on the past.

Qiongtai jade wisps, pavilions, corridors winding and circling, a man standing in the courtyard, a man wearing a dark robe, standing with his hands, a long black hair fluttering in the wind, purple and blue eyes looking at the woman next to him affectionately, only to see that the woman was dressed in white and light yarn, smiling smartly, the whole person looks like a person from the fairy world.

If you listen carefully, you will hear the voices of the men and women in the courtyard.

"If you say, you say that there are seasons in the world, spring, summer, autumn and winter, but among the four seasons, you love spring more, you say, because you love peach blossoms!"

"I seem to have said this, Twilight Abyss, have you figured it out that you want to play with me and Xiangdong in the world?" I saw the woman tilt her head and think about it, her voice was as crisp as a yellow warbler, very good.

"If you say, I am a Demon Venerable, you should understand that as the Lord of the First Realm, sometimes I can't help myself, just like your Heavenly Emperor of the Nine Heavens, when do you think he came out of the Nine Heavens?"

"Oh......" The woman replied with a long note on her face, looking frustrated and disappointed.

"But" I saw that the man also sold a pass, looked at the little head hanging next to him, the little head was raised instantly, and he looked at the man with his hands on his cheeks with an expectant face.

"But what?

The man looked at the woman with a pampering and doting look, and said: "However, although my Demon Palace is not like the four seasons in the world, it is the same for ten thousand years, but if you say, as the lord of a realm, in this Demon Palace, you can also plant a spring blossom, ten miles of peach blossoms." ”

"Spring is blooming, ten miles of peach blossoms? In this demon palace? Twilight abyss, are you talking nonsense, where can you grow peach blossoms in this demon palace, it is naked reverse growth and reverse growth, against the laws of nature, it is absolutely impossible. I saw the woman with her hands swinging straight.

"Can't you? Can't you? Hehe, if you look at it......" The man waved the hem of his clothes, and a miracle happened.

I saw that many young shoots slowly emerged from the soil, gradually stretching around, extending upward, but in the blink of an eye, the young shoots just now turned into peach branches of one tree after another. Then, the peach branches of the tree gradually appeared buds, and finally slowly competed to open, and the flowers were all pink and delicate.

The peach is dying, scorching its glory!