A gust of wind blew on his face.

It's not as soft as in spring, not as hot as in summer, and not as sassy as in autumn.

It's winter.

He was blown off uncomfortably.

So he slowly opened his eyes.

What catches your eye is not red flowers and green leaves, not lawns and forests, not a verdant scenery of mountains, forests and fields.

There was only a white expanse, as if in the clouds.

Wang Manxiu was a little dazed.

He reached out and rubbed his eyes, closed them for a moment, and then opened them again.

White or white, vast and vast, one piece still another.

It's amazing.

Wasn't I still at the entrance of Zhenhuang Street, in front of the Xuanmen of the Kuo family's mansion? How did I suddenly come to Yunton......

Ah, I see.

Wang Manxiu was slightly stunned, feeling the calm and intact of his body, he looked down at the white clothes on his body that were as white as snow and as clean as dirt, and then looked at his empty hands, and did not see the shadow of Qinghe's sword.

Be...... I'm back to the West.

He chuckled lightly.

He closed his eyes lightly, recalling the last scene he had spent on the cold stone bricks, recalling the mighty sword qi that was thousands of feet high, and recalling the empty dust after the sword qi.

Raise your lips lightly and smile silently.

Although there are regrets.

It's also a complete fit.

Bai Yi tilted his head slightly.

Although I don't know if Yin Shao and them are still in danger after this, will the general's plan for the Northern Expedition be in trouble, and where is Miss Yan going...... But there is an example of Xiaosheng fighting to the death to kill the Three Saints of a hundred years in front of him, thinking about coming to this Western Regions Qimen, there should be no character who dares to go rashly-

"Fuliu is still alive. ”

A male voice suddenly entered his ears.

It is a mellow and gentle voice, but it does not lose the solemn and majestic voice.

Wang Manxiu knew the voice.

He opened his eyes suddenly, immediately got up, and looked back.

Then he saw a person standing in the white expanse five steps away.

It was a man with handsome features. The man wears a black crown of hair with a golden hairpin on the crown; he is dressed in black with shining gold stripes, like a snake, a python, a dragon, and the four are not like it; he carries a sword with a red sheath engraved on the sheath with a row of small seal characters.

At first glance, the man's appearance is somewhat similar to him—the shape is like the eyebrow bones and eye sockets, and the god is like a smugness.

However, on the man's face, there is no natural upward corner of the mouth like a white coat.

Wang Manxiu knew this man.

Roughly, I know.

Almost the moment he saw the man, he suddenly raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in surprise, "It's you." ”

But that's all there is to it, after all, he doesn't know his name, and he doesn't know where he came from.

Looking at the man five steps away, Wang Manxiu frowned slightly, heard what he had just said, and said in a deep voice, "You mean...... Fuliu is not dead?"

"Hmm. ”

This time, the man didn't ignore his questions as he had done before, and just talked to himself—this time he looked into the white-clothed eyes, and bowed his head with a calm and serious expression.

"It's just a Qinghe sword qi, a green knock on the heavens, naturally it can't kill her. ”

The man spoke, taking a step forward with a natural hint of unmistakable majesty in his demeanor.

Wang Manxiu pursed his lips and saw that the man was not talking.

He locked his eyebrows and thought for a moment, but first bent down at the man and brushed his sleeves, arched his hand to make a compilation, and then asked softly, "Dare to ask where Your Excellency is sacred?"

When the man heard this, he walked towards him again.

Then, turning sideways, he didn't answer Wang Manxiu's question directly, but looked at the vast expanse around him, and asked, "Wang Manxiu, where do you think we are now?"

Bai Yi was slightly stunned, and immediately looked sideways at the white surroundings, thought for a moment, and felt that it was better to answer with his heart, and said, "Western Elysium." ”

I heard a string of hearty laughter.

The man threw up his head and sighed, "What a Western Elysium." ”

Wang Manxiu blinked and said, "Isn't it?"

"It's not. ”

The man turned around and shook his head.

Then he threw his right arm at the white sky that covered the sky, and said softly, 'disperse'.

In the blink of an eye, all the clouds and mist had dispersed, and all the white was gone.

And after they disappeared, Wang Manxiu finally saw it.

He saw it.

A whole world.

It's not an exaggeration, it's not a metaphor, it's not anthropomorphic.

It's a whole world in the literal sense of the word.

From the small bridge flowing water to the curling smoke, from the desert lonely city, the oasis water spring, from the magnificent tower to the glorious palace, from the low-walled fortress to the thatched farmhouse, from the north and south rivers, to the middle of the earth and the sea.

From mountains, wastelands, tundra, and ice fields, to forests, farmlands, mud fields, and deserts.

From the east of sunrise to the west of sunset.

From the stars to the souls.

Wang Manxiu saw it.

He saw the world.

He looked down on the world.

He is on the top of the peak, looking down on the world.

He also looked down at the peak at his feet.

Wang Manxiu was stunned.

He knew he was there.

But here, this place is not......

"The Great Dream Palace. ”

The sound comes from the side of itself.

It was a man dressed in gold and black, and he was pointing at the bottom of Wanzhang Peak and nine thousand zhang with the sword of the red sheath.

There, among the rugged peaks, there was a fairly smooth mountain. And on the top of this mountain, there is actually a golden and magnificent, majestic Baizhang royal court standing here, like a living god, proud of everyone in the world.

There is no plaque on the gate of the royal court.

But no one doubts to whom this court belongs.

Wang Manxiu, who was already stunned, was the same.

He turned around and stared intently at the man who was three paces away from him.

This time, Wang Manxiu finally saw clearly the four different gold patterns on the man's clothes.

It's a dragon.

It's a real dragon than a real dragon.

"Big Dreams...... The First Emperor. ”

Wang Manxiu muttered, his thoughts like the white clothes on his body and the green silk on the back of his head, all of which were messy by the wind.

He stared at him blankly, unable to believe his eyes, nor his words.

But, in this heaven and earth, apart from that person, who else can stand on this ten thousand zhang peak?

The man with the tiara of hair turned around and smiled faintly at him.

"If you want to pass on the word, you have already passed it on. ”

Wang Manxiu was slightly stunned, knowing that he was referring to the phrase 'spark in a cage', but he still didn't know who he passed it on.

"Now that the words have arrived, there is no point in staying here any longer. ”

The sound fell, and the man stepped forward and walked in front of the white-clothed man, one step away.

"Wang Manxiu. ”

The man who was about the same height as the white man looked at him levelly, but for some reason, he always felt like he was being looked down on.

Wang Manxiu took a deep breath, tried his best to make the look on his face look natural, and replied in a trembling voice, "Please...... Please speak. ”

I saw the man laugh softly.

"Don't hold too much grudges. ”

Wang Manxiu was stunned.

But before he could hesitate to say something, the man raised the sheath sword and pointed it between his eyebrows.

At this moment, Wang Manxiu didn't feel the pain in his body at all, and the flow of his breath was quite normal, although he didn't have a weapon in his hand, it should be a Qimen cultivator with about eight or nine hundred enemies.

But in the face of the man's sword, he didn't have time to react at all, and he didn't even see it.

And when he came back to his senses, the sheathed sword did not penetrate his eyebrows as before, but with a slight push, Wang Manxiu's entire person was pushed down from the peak of this heavenly mountain.

I only felt that the white clothes on my body were blowing and the wind was blowing around me, but I couldn't breathe at all, and I couldn't step steadily, so I could only keep falling while watching Wanzhang Peak get farther and farther away from me, farther and farther away, until I could no longer touch it.

I still see the peaks and mountains, and the gold and black clothes look up at the sky, looking at the deep blue stars.

There seems to be a sword raised.

It seems to be out of the sheath.

It seems to have jumped up.

It seems that there is a flight to the sky.

I felt that there was an aurora between heaven and earth.

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