But it was said that the red boy was slightly drunk, riding on the back of the fox and heading southwest.

Unconsciously, I came to a place, where the scenery is beautiful, different from the outside world, and it is also a mountain with ups and downs, and there is no cave.

Commanding the fox to stop on a cliff, the red boy turned over and sat on the edge of the cliff. Feeling the slight warm breeze in the mountains, there is a unique fragrance of flowers in spring, which makes the already slightly drunk red children only feel indescribable comfort.

At the moment, he yawned at the high hanging sun in the sky, and sank into a dream like this.

In the dream, the red boy dreamed that his family came to a towering palace pavilion, with colorful auspicious lights reflecting, dark and inexplicable, chaotic. At the end of the endless palace pavilion, there is a huge stone gate of the archway, and there are four words written on the plaque, "too illusory". On both sides of the archway is a pair of couplets, "when the fake is true, the truth is also false", "there is nowhere to do nothing".

The red boy was slightly stunned at the archway, and then he chuckled lightly and ignored it. Walking through the endless palace, he seemed to be looking for something.

What is it? The red boy only felt inexplicably concerned, as if something was calling for him in this infinite palace.

But I searched and searched, and I don't know how many palaces I walked through, how many carved beams and painted buildings I walked through, and I walked alone in the wide and empty halls.

But I can't find the end, as if the vague feeling is just asking for trouble, and it doesn't exist.

What kind of thing is it? Or is there someone scattered in his memory? Red Boy suddenly forgot it, and even the original intention at the beginning was vague, a faint sadness, which made Red Boy quite a headache.

Finally, as if giving up, Red Boy stopped looking for it and decided to turn around and leave the temple.

But between turning around, a vague shadow, from far and near, has arrived in front of him in an instant.

Ling Dehong was slightly stunned, and was about to smile, but the figure he saw had already drifted away, turned into a faint shadow, and disappeared into the distance.

Looking at the other party in a daze, the red boy suddenly wanted to chase it, but found that it was gone.

There is still the figure of Fang Cai in his mind, and the voice and smile seem to be a little blurry, it seems to be Xiaoqing.

Thinking of Xiaoqing, the red boy was slightly happy in his heart. But in a trance, I felt that the look in Xiaoqing's eyes was a little strange? It was absolutely different from the statue of Nuwa that I saw in the Wa Palace that day.

I was full of doubts in my heart, and I was about to look back, but everything around me turned into dust, dissipating in the smoke and dust, and it seemed that I had never disturbed someone's cold dreams.

"Hmm!"

A gentle dream came out of the nose of the red boy who was gradually waking up, and he only felt that something bright and shining seemed to be reflected on his eyelids, and he opened his eyes gently.

A faint red sun is rising from the upper side, the infinite horizon, sprinkling a little red and clear daylight.

"Have you slept for so long?"

muttered softly, but the red boy stretched out at the asahi waist. Fang just remembered Shicai's dream, remembered Qingqing, how long has it been since I saw that girl?

I thought about it because I missed it too much on weekdays, so I dreamed of it. A slight smile swayed at the corner of the red boy's mouth, and the little girl's former delicate appearance seemed to be in front of her.

When are you going to visit Nuwa Palace? The red boy thought, but shook his head again, when Nuwa saw her, she was like eating a toad, so she should wait for the day when Xiaoqing went down the mountain after completing her studies, and then she would go to greet her.

"Huh?"

After a long time, I came back to my senses and felt something strange around me. In the cold air of that spring morning, there was a faint fragrance, different from the flowers blooming during the day, and different from the ambergris in the body of the fox.

Slightly leaning out of his thoughts, the red boy noticed that in a mountain col more than ten feet away from his house, there was a shadow hiding in it.

The body is thin and graceful. On the beautiful face, with a little coldness and a little curiosity, it seems that he is secretly looking at himself on the edge of the cliff.

"Nuwa's relics?"

Seeing this, the red boy was slightly stunned, but from his breath, he felt a little bit of Nuwa and Fuxi's breath.

With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he shook his head, but the red boy sighed, turned his head to look at the sky, stood for a long time, and looked towards the rising red sun, and was in reverie for a while.

Suddenly, the red boy woke up, looked up and looked around, looking at the undulating peaks, the beautiful mountains, and the magnificent sea of clouds.

The red boy chuckled: "I didn't expect that there would be a drunken day, so I called this place the Drunken Immortal Cliff." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and counted lightly on the stone wall next to the cliff, and saw three golden characters of "Drunken Immortal Cliff" appear above.

Nodding slightly, as if satisfied with his Mobao, the red boy turned his head again, glanced at the figure not far away, and then turned over and flew away.

After a while, it seemed that the red boy had gone away, but a figure came out of the shadow of the mountain pass.

The fruit is fragrant and beautiful, but the pink peach cheeks are bewitching but not glamorous, and there is a faint sense of ice and jade, graceful and thin. The lower half of the body has no legs and feet, and there is a white snake tail that looks quite demonic.

"Hiss!"

A hiss came out of its mouth, and it seemed to be slightly excited, and with a flick of the snake's tail, it turned into a white light, and went up the cliff, and came to the place where the red boy and the fox stayed.

"Woo!"

A low voice came out of its throat, and a faint purple-gold aura flew out of the cliff and submerged into its nostrils, but it was the dragon qi scattered in the rocks and trees when it stayed here.

"Hmm!"

Seemingly satisfied, the beauty python smiled and blushed, as if drunk. Looking around, just as he was about to leave, he saw that the ordinary things were exuding a soft brilliance scattered on the edge of the cliff, which was where the red boy stood.

There was a puzzled look in his eyes, but the beauty python stepped forward and leaned over to pick up the object. But it is a lilac gold hairpin, the whole body is shiny, like a god of gold.

"Buzz!"

Seems to be stimulated by the breath of the beauty python, the golden hairpin emits a faint five-color soft light, which surprised the beauty python, and then it was a joy, holding it on his chest, for fear of being discovered.

Straightened up and looked around, but saw that there was no one around, but his face was happy, and he gently put the golden hairpin on the top of his head, then whistled, and turned into a white light and went down the mountain......

The little snake seemed to have not only the breath of Nuwa and Fuxi, but also another breath, which made the red boy feel familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

It looks like it is not an ordinary Nuwa relict clan, it seems to be abandoned, in its body, there is a strange sealing power, sealing its bloodline, but also dissipating the mind, helping to increase the evil root, evil and abnormal.

Whose calculation is this? Red Boy thought, but there was a lot of confusion, and he only felt sorry for the remnants of Nuwa who were left behind. Although at this time, he looks clear and jade, and his demeanor is kind, but in time, he will definitely be a disaster.

I hope that the hosta left by my family can help him regain his will, get rid of that seal, and return to his true self.

The red boy thought, but shook his head, for an unrelated creature, there is no need to pay too much attention, let alone help it get out of the robbery, and let yourself cause and effect in vain......

Nine Netherworlds, the entrance of the Houtu Palace.

"!"

Xiangliu, who had a sad face, knelt in front of the gate of the Houtu Palace, looking sad and begging bitterly. Blood flowed from his knees, and there were traces of blood on the top of his head.

"Ding!"

A soft sound sounded suddenly, and it vaguely seemed that someone was sighing softly, and then the door of the Houtu Palace, which had been closed, suddenly opened.

Seeing this, Xiang Liu's face was excited, and he got up and walked in quickly, and then the door closed again.

"Ancestral Witch!"

In the Houtu Palace, Xiang Liu looked excitedly at the pale yellow figure sitting on the cloud platform of the main hall, and bowed straight down.

"Sang-ryu!"

After a long time, a light sigh came out, and Xiang Liu saw that his family had boarded the cloud platform, and the injuries on his body had healed, and there was an ancestral witch Houtu in a yellow palace dress sitting opposite.

"Gonggong Xiangliu has seen Pingxin Most Holy Houtu Ancestor Witch!" "The person Xiangliu saw hurriedly knelt down, and his face was very respectful.

"Why are you doing this?"

Seeing Xiangliu like this, Houtu sighed, and then said: "My Wu clan has already withdrawn from the flood wilderness, why are you and Wu Thirteen and others persistent?"

"The meaning of the ancestral witch, how can Xiangliu not know?"

When Xiang Liu heard this, he showed a lonely look, remembering that not long ago, in the battle of Lishan, the great witch Xiang Liu, who had shaken the desolation, was almost miserable in the hands of the two Taiyi demons.

Shaking his head, he said, "Xiang Liu's current time is actually to ask the ancestor for help. ”

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Houtu was slightly stunned, and then he was slightly silent, and sighed again.

"I found her!"

Xiangliu looked at Houtu and showed a bitter smile, but there was a pleading in his eyes.

"Injustice!"

Hearing this, Houtu shook his head, and then stared straight into the eyes of Xiangliu Dawu in front of him, as if he saw in his eyes the majestic figure that once galloped in the wilderness suddenly disappeared.

"Ask the Witch to save her!"

Seeing this, Xiang Liu knelt down again, and kept kowtowing, how could there be a little bit of the dignity of the witch clan. The sound of "dong dong" shook the entire hall.

"That's it!"

After a long time, finally, Houtu sighed. glanced at Xiangliu on the side, and then said, "Take my blood and give it to her, she should be reborn." ”

Hou Tu said, but he reached out and cut his other wrist, a red mouth was cut, and then a drop of blood rolled down, glowing with colorful golden light.

Stretching out his hand and flicking his fingers, the blood bead fell into a black jade box, and then the brilliance converged, and the wound on Houtu's wrist also turned into a spot of light and disappeared.