Chapter 8 Kunlun

The horn sounded suddenly.Let the whole army wake up like a group of sleeping ants shaken by an earthquake. All the people were talking anxiously and anxiously. Light squinted.Waiting for the person who blows the horn to bring the news of Wangcheng. A gray horse came from the royal city.Dust was flying in the path he passed. The horse stopped in front of the light, and the person on the horse almost fell down. When he landed, he didn't stand still and fell directly to the ground.The messenger who reported the news was panting heavily, and the gray horse was already lying on the ground and foaming.Guangming saw a copper plate tied to the horse's foot, with a "four" written on it.This is already the fourth horse that has been changed.It should have rushed over day and night without interruption.

Horses can be changed, but people cannot.Therefore, the person in front of him should have rushed here without eating, drinking or sleeping. Bright seemed to have anticipated what was going to happen. So he is in no hurry. And there is no way to rush.The person in front of him looked as if he could not catch his breath and was about to die at any moment. After almost half a cup of tea time.The man opened his mouth, which had been chapped a lot, and said, "Report to the general, the Northern Duke has no joy... to surround the royal city." Guangming nodded slowly and said, is it just surrounded?Then there is no need to be in such a hurry.They didn't break through the spell labyrinths I set up at each gate so quickly.

The spies said, no!General!The Wuhuan people have... all entered the palace, and all the city gates and tall buildings... have been occupied by them. Guangming's face changed. He sat up straight, and asked a little hastily, where is the king? The spies said that they were trapped in the palace.The king sent me to ask the general to return to the city quickly to rescue him. Guangming was silent for a while, and then said to the lieutenant beside him, ordering the army to cook.Depart after dinner without delay. Then he turned his head, looked at Kunlun squatting at his feet, and said, Kunlun, you and I will go first.

There is thick water vapor in the air.The world is wet. Sweat evaporates and sticks to the skin, making you feel suffocated. It's going to rain soon. A heron stands deep in the forest. The canopy of the tree was completely pierced by the moonlight, and the shadows of the clouds under the moonlight quickly changed their shapes on the forest floor, like waves of pool water rippling on the thick moss that never sees the sun. The heron made a sign of the cross on his chest, then raised his hand above his head, chanting a mantra, "The spirit of the black feather!" In an instant, wisps of black smoke were drawn from her fingers, floating in the air like black hair floating in water, and the moonlight shone on it as if it had been completely absorbed, completely and completely black The strands wandered in the air, gathered together, and finally turned into six long-haired women in cloaks and robes.They stand at the front, back, left and right of the heron respectively.

They were as quiet as ghosts searching for souls in the middle of the night. The cloak was over their heads, so their faces could not be seen clearly.You can only see their long hair hanging from their hoods on their chests, hanging down to the length close to the ground. Heron put her hand down, raised her fingers close to her lips, her lips moved slightly, and then a black and transparent rectangular space suddenly appeared under her feet, quickly expanding and covering the entire dark forest in an instant. Slowly, like a thousandth of the speed, the heron made a strange gesture, and— A huge storm broke through the air from under the feet, as if the earth was shaken out of cracks, and the roaring hurricane in the ground squeezed out the cracks towards the ground

Sweeping upwards, the six ghostly black figures were blown to pieces, and the whole forest seemed to be filled with a resounding sound like Sanskrit music. The moment the thick fog disappeared into the wind, the hair of the six of them suddenly shot out in all directions of the forest like black rays of light, and countless strands of hair intertwined in the space between the huge trees In an instant, the entire forest was cut into countless large and small spaces by these infinitely extended straight hairs. Then, there was a sudden sharp sound, and after that, six ghostly black figures disappeared around the heron.

The sound disappeared in an instant, the light suddenly weakened, and the surroundings were terribly quiet, and after the light was absorbed by the black hair, the forest looked like a maze full of unknown fears. The heron gently regained its standing position and wiped away the blood from its beak and feet. Then those black hairs disappeared into the air.As if it never appeared. The forest is also re-eroded by the light bit by bit.The branches of the trees and the moss on the ground reappeared. As if nothing has changed. Only Heron knows that this forest has been transformed into one of the three most difficult mazes in spells, the Black Feather Formation.

The heron leaped lightly towards the crown of the tallest tree, and disappeared into the black night sky. She just wants to wait for the light to come. Before the light came, she needed to rest first. The reason why the Black Feather Formation is powerful is that it is an entire labyrinth formed by spreading out the souls of the casters.The soul of the caster is divided into six "spirits", which respectively control the six directions of the maze. This maze consumes a lot of energy for the caster. Moreover, once activated, the maze can only end if death occurs in the maze. , otherwise, it will continue forever.Another way to end the maze is for the caster to die.

This type of spell is called "the curse of invincibility" among all the spells. Only when death occurs can the casting of the spell be stopped. Therefore, not many people are willing to use this spell. There was a scent of flowers from nowhere in the air. The heron stood among the thickest foliage in the canopy, completely invisible in the blackness of the night. For some reason, her heartbeat accelerated a lot. There was the sound of horseshoes in the distance. The corner of Heron's mouth smiled slightly, because she knew that the light would soon enter the forest that had become the Black Feather Array.

However, at this moment, she heard a sound of almost imperceptible footsteps. She said she heard it, but in fact she didn't hear any sound, it was just an animal's instinct, and she felt another person came in. Suddenly, a distant and cold voice came over with a slight echo, it was the "spirit" speaking to her, "Cast the spell!" Or, there is an unknown energy breaking in, please make a choice. " Heron paused, and said, "The formation is activated." The voice of "Spirit" said, "Confirm. Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qinglong, Baihu, Sky, and Huangquan, the six gates are opened. The spell is activated and cannot be reversed."

At this time, the heron had already seen the shadow of the bright white horse, galloping towards the forest at the speed of light. Another "spirit" said, "Curse caster, there is an unknown energy breaking in, please make a choice." Heron's heart was in a mess, she didn't expect that someone would break in at this time, she gritted her teeth, and said, "The gate of Xuanwu, open, the gate of Qinglong, rotate seven degrees inversely. The door to hide. The door to the underworld, open." The voice of "Ling" was indifferent and hollow like death, "Confirm. The gate of Xuanwu, open, the gate of Qinglong, reversed and rotated seven degrees. The gate of the sky, hide. The gate of the underworld, open." Slightly transparent ripples appeared in the air, and the trees were like liquid, twisting slightly from time to time, as if they were slightly deformed through the air like a burning heat wave. Both time and space are changing rapidly with each of Heron's spell commands.Six spirits hide in the space of the forest, deciding the life and death of everyone. Heron stood at the highest place, raised her hand and cast a spell on her eyes. For a moment, the dark forest was as clear as daylight on her retina. She quickly searched every place, and finally saw the first A person who broke in. In an instant, her heart seemed to have fallen into the profound ice in the extreme north. Big drops of sweat fell down. There seemed to be sharp needles growing out of her back, almost causing her to fall from the tree. She knew the man who broke in, and she almost died at the hands of this man three years ago. No, he is no longer alone... However, there is no other way.There are only three ways to stop, light death.The first intruder died.Also, she died herself. She took a deep breath, and then changed her hand gesture, "The Suzaku Gate, close. The Xuanwu Gate. Close." The voices of two "spirits" came from the end of the dark forest, wandering back and forth between the empty trees, "Confirm. The Suzaku Gate, close. The Xuanwu Gate. Close." The sky was full of dark clouds at some point. Huge thunder rolls dully across the sky. Lightning tore through the darkness of the forest from time to time, illuminating all the crevices for a moment, and then returning to darkness again for a moment. The dazzling light pierced the pupils quickly, and then disappeared quickly, leaving a dark red hallucinatory afterimage on the retina. Bright wore a bright red flower armor and galloped through the forest.The surrounding trees receded rapidly away from him into blurred black shadows.Five feet behind him, the slave Kunlun followed closely.The white horse ran at lightning speed, but Kunlun did not fall at all. The heron saw that the light was under its feet, and the corner of its mouth slightly raised, "Suzaku's gate, reappear." The voice of "Spirit" is close to my ears. "Confirm. Suzaku Gate, reappear." Lightning splits the ink-like night. Suddenly, a thousand-year-old tree with a strange shape was clearly outlined by lightning, and the war horse was frightened in an instant, raising its front hooves high and neighing amazingly. Guangming stopped, looked around, and said in a low voice, someone is casting a spell, this forest has been cursed. There was a look of panic on Kunlun's face.He knelt before the horse, not knowing what to do. Guangming unloaded a sword from the horse, threw it to him, and said, you and I will go in different directions, as long as you find the exit, or if you encounter something, you can pull out this dragon chant blade, and it will issue a Qingyue sword Chime, take this as a signal, and I will rush over immediately, understand? Kunlun nodded, took the Dragon Yin Blade, and ran towards the depths of the dark forest. He didn't ask Guangming, if Guangming found the exit, how should he find Guangming, and whether Guangming would leave him and go back to the royal city alone.But he is a slave, he doesn't need to think about these.All he needs to consider is the safety of his master.Slaves are worthless.The only value of their existence is to protect the value of their masters. The surroundings returned to silence, and the thunder gradually became quieter. Helu suddenly felt that the legendary light was just that.Because at this moment, he stepped into the door of death like a person who knew nothing about spells. As long as he moved his finger lightly, the world-famous general Guangming would no longer exist in this world. Thinking of this, Heron gave a slight sigh of relief. It seems that the end of the Black Feather Array does not require one's own life as a sacrifice. At this time, she heard the voice of the "spirit" above her head, "Curse caster, there is an unknown energy breaking in, please make a choice." When Heron heard the sound of "spirit", Heron almost couldn't believe his ears. All the entrances had been sealed, so how could new energy break in?However, she knew that "Spirit" could not be wrong. She gritted her teeth, drew seven stars in the air, and said silently, "The gate of the sky, open. The gate of the underworld, the shadow spreads." "Confirm. The gate of the sky, open. The gate of the underworld, the shadow spreads." The heron stopped for a while, and she held her breath quietly, watching what happened. A flash of lightning flashed across.The light suddenly came on. A red shadow suddenly flashed. Then there was a loud thunder, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of cowhide, and then there were drum hammers desperately smashing heavy drum beats in the sky. Guangming got off the horse quietly, drew out a knife and held it in his hand. There is a dense forest in front of you, the lush branches are pressed down from above, and the heavy green leaves and the condensed rainwater are almost low to the ground. The red shadow flashed again. Guangming's figure moved, and he drew his knife and hurriedly chased after him. In front is a banana forest. The bright knife light pierced straight forward, cutting through the darkness along the road, illuminating everything in the forest that was hazy and dark.In the end, the light of the knife actually reflected a beautiful face. The red shadow hid behind a huge banana leaf. Hong Ying still didn't move.The expressionless face was perfect like a miracle. Guangming exhaled lightly, and then said, don't be afraid, I, Guangming, don't kill innocent people. However, Guangming did not remove the knife in his hand, and the blade remained an inch away from her neck. Hong Ying didn't move, but raised the corners of her mouth slightly. Although she didn't open her mouth, she could hear a clear and melodious voice entering her eardrums. She said softly, "False words, those slaves were not ordered to mess up by you." Was it shot by an arrow? Guangming's face changed, and he said, don't be presumptuous in front of me, do you know who I am!After speaking, he waved his knife in the air, and the banana leaf fell in the air.However, there was no one behind. Guangming hurriedly turned around, and then saw the person standing in front of him. A light tulle-like dress, bright red, looks majestic and sinister in the dark.There was rainwater all around, big and small, but there wasn't even a single wet spot on her body. She still just changed the corners of her mouth, did not open her mouth, but spoke, she said, don't be presumptuous in front of me, you know, who am I? She raised her hand lightly, and the knife in Guangming's hand suddenly turned into quicksand and scattered all over the ground. Guangming concealed the panic in his heart and asked, who are you? She said, I am full of God. Full of...God?are you god you could put it that way. What are you looking for? show you the way.As long as you want, I can make you an ever-victorious general. Guangming laughed, the laughter was full of sarcasm and mockery, he said, I have never been defeated, and I will never lose in the future, why should I ask you to guide me? Manshen sighed softly and said, really, if a slave didn't run out of thin air, you would have won the battle in the canyon so easily?However, the General won in the end.It's just that you can't win like this forever.At least... don't you think you need my guidance now?Don't you feel like you've been walking in this forest for a long time?Let's just... make a bet... She waved her hand lightly, and pure white flowers bloomed silently on the countless huge banana trees around her. She picked one with enthusiasm, smelled it, and looked at the light with a smile. Same in the pool. Guangming said, what do you want to bet? I bet on the result of your return to Wangcheng to save the king this time. Guangming turned around and said with his hands behind his back, you lost, as long as my general Guangming appears in Wangcheng, then Duke Wuhuan of the North will be defeated without a fight. Smile full, let me show you something. Suddenly, a small scroll appeared in the air.Numerous sharp needle-like white lights burst out from it. The small scroll slowly unfolded with a huge sound and energy that almost shattered the eardrums. The wind howled. The cries and howls of mourning in battle were swept up into the sky by the flames. The battle flag rolled and made a loud noise.Thick smoke engulfed the royal city like a dragon. In the scroll, the king stands on the golden dome, opposite to the king is Wu Huan, who draws his sword at the king, and the king is stunned.The sound of horseshoes in the distance turned from far to near, and Wang turned his head with a gratified expression on his face. The person who came was the general Guangming in flower armor. And just when the king was showing a gratified smile, a sword was suddenly thrust into his chest, and the sword gave out a clear dragon chant, which was the dragon chant blade specially used by the general Guangming.The person who threw the sword was none other than General Guangming in flower armor. Seeing this, Guangming suddenly smiled. Man Shen said, I know you don't believe it.However, this is an unchangeable fact.Although... I once thought it could be changed... Guangming didn't notice the slight change in Manshen's expression just now, he continued to laugh, and said, okay, I'll bet you. Man Shen pointed behind him and said, the road to Wangcheng is over there, go quickly. Guangming looked at the direction she pointed suspiciously, and said, isn't that the way I came here... He smiled contemptuously and said, if you had gone a little further just now, you would be a dead general now. Then suddenly there was a strong wind and rain, and the thunder seemed to explode overhead.God disappeared. He saw Kunlun standing behind the banana tree. He breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, and said, come with me, I'll find the way out... His words were interrupted by a lightning-like knife light, and behind the knife light, a black figure in a night robe flew over like a ghost. Guangming instantly raised his hand and chanted a spell, "White Light Barrier!" A blinding white light suddenly spread from Guangming's fingers, surrounding Guangming with a buzzing and sharp sound, Guangming's whole figure seemed to be enveloped in a white transparent giant egg. Bright grinned. Because he knows, he's safe now. The man in the black robe suddenly gave a low laugh, and then put his hand to his lips, "The sundial is shining! Move!" Go back in time.The white light gathered back to the fingertips again.The surrounding light suddenly returned to darkness. When the knife light approached again, Guangming knew that this time he really couldn't avoid it.However, this is far from the horror in Guangming's heart, because he knows this movement technique, "sundial backlighting". In the next instant, the cold blade touched the skin of his neck. And at this time, suddenly a vigorous figure rushed out diagonally, his speed even took the assassin's blade aside, Kunlun's clothes were smashed to pieces by the invisible force of the blade, and at that moment, Kunlun hugged him from the edge of the blade. When it was bright, the blade cut a long cut on the bright and strong back, and the blood roared like lava into the dark forest. The assassin froze suddenly. He couldn't believe that someone could rescue the light from under his speed.He suddenly stood up straight, and suddenly, countless huge air currents rolled down from the canopy of the tree. For a moment, Kunlun could hardly open his eyes. , In the entire huge forest, tens of thousands of black-clothed assassins are moving around at high speed and hallucinating. The air was shaken by these countless figures. Flying sand and walking stones.The skin was cut into countless holes by the sharp airflow. He rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw. Guangming fell to the ground, moaned in pain and said to him, Kunlun, this is...an operation!Not an illusion, every shadow is the real him!You just follow anyone, and then...follow his speed, you can...you are born with a faster speed than them... Kunlun shook his head in bewilderment, then nodded again. Suddenly, the knife light of one of the shadows approached Kunlun in an instant, Guangming roared, move quickly! Kunlun was so frightened that he flew towards the canopy of the tree. The black shadow followed closely behind him. Guangming looked at everything in front of him, and was frightened stupid, because he saw that the speed of Kunlun was so fast that he couldn't see clearly, and the figure that was flying up and down turned into a long blurred gray light, followed closely behind him. A thick black ray of light traveled through the entire huge forest space like two meteors. On the canopy of the towering thousand-year-old tree, the heron has been frightened and froze. She couldn't tell whether she should make a move. Because in the space under her feet, there are thousands of gray and black rays of light swimming like densely packed tadpoles. She knew that it was the shadow of Kunlun and the assassin in black. Suddenly, the black shadow stopped chasing, and then, in an instant, it suddenly stabbed straight down from a high altitude, and shot toward the ground like a meteorite falling to the ground, because, he suddenly remembered, what he wanted to kill was not this The slave, but now lies on the ground, dying of light. Kunlun also shot backwards from the canopy of the tree, faster than the black shadow. At that moment, he actually kicked off the knife of the man in black. When the knife flew out, he had already jumped up, stretched out his hand, and wanted to Take the knife in your hand. However, when the fingertips had already touched the wooden handle of the knife handle, there was a flash of white light, and the black-clothed assassin snatched it away. Everything seemed to stop suddenly. The roaring gust of wind suddenly disappeared.It was eerily quiet all around. A few leaves fell from the tree.Gently fall to the feet. Moonlight pierced the darkness again from the canopy. Clouds quickly rolled over the sky behind them, obliterating the sky. Heron heard the violent heartbeat coming from his heart. She couldn't believe the movement skills of the two people she saw just now, the speed that only ghosts can have.What shocked her the most was that the person with this speed turned out to be a slave. The man in black's blade rested on Kunlun's throat.He said, are you an animator from the Palace of Bliss? Kunlun shook his head, feeling the coldness of the blade across his throat. The man in black suddenly took a deep breath, his voice sounded excited and hoarse, he said, you are... are you from Snow Country? ! Kunlun couldn't understand what he was saying, but he didn't dare to shake his head anymore, because the blade was already firmly embedded in the flesh. The voice of the man in black was unbelievably trembling, as if he was crying, he said,...you are!I won't kill you! Kunlun felt the sharp cold oppressing his throat disappear in an instant. He raised his head and saw only the light lying on the ground in front of him. Blood flowed from his back, staining a large green moss red. Kunlun took off the clothes shredded by the blade, and pressed the long knife edge on Guangming's back, blood immediately stained the clothes. Bright was hurt too badly. Kunlun was silent, not good at talking.However, the sadness flickering in his eyes still slightly touched Guangming's heart. Guangming panted, and said to Kunlun, you saved my life...you are a good slave, now, you go back to the king city right away...to save the king... Kunlun nodded, choked up and said, okay. Light grabs him and says, you go in my armor...otherwise they won't let you into the city.You wear my armor...no one dares to stop you. Then he spat out a mouthful of thick blood from Guangming’s mouth. He continued, I have set up a maze for the four gates of the royal city. Go in the dense fog...then the dense fog will disappear, but don't go in, go back, and re-enter from the north gate. At this time, there is an illusion of a cliff in front of the north gate...don't be afraid, just walk in... Kunlun nodded, and he tied Guangming's wound tighter. Although he couldn't stop the blood loss, at least it could slow down the blood flow. After walking a few steps, Kunlun turned around and asked, who is the king. Guangming said that the one without a weapon...is the king. Just after Guangming finished his sentence, a few black birds suddenly sprang out from the dense canopy above his head, flew towards Tianyu, and quickly disappeared into the night. This is what the heron was waiting for. The light is left alone. It's just that she hasn't decided whether to let the slave go or not.Because the task Bai Yi gave her was to delay Guangming's return to the city to save the king as much as possible, so she only needed to kill Guangming. However, this slave was still returning to the city to save the king, so she didn't know whether to stop it. At this time, the voice of "Spirit" came from the far ends on both sides of the forest. "Curse caster, if you have energy and want to leave the Xuanwu Gate, please make a choice." "Curse caster, if you have energy and want to leave from the Azure Dragon Gate, please make a choice." Heron knew that one was the man in black and the other was the slave. She didn't want to face that scary man in black again for a moment, so she immediately said, "The gate of Xuanwu, open." The voice of "Ling" repeated her words like a nightmare, "Confirmation. The gate of Xuanwu is open." The energy of the man in black quickly disappeared into the formation of black feathers. Then there was the fast-running slave Kunlun. Heron gritted his teeth, thought for a while, and then said, "The gate of the Azure Dragon is open." Distant voices echoed from the distant dense forest, "Confirm. The gate of the Azure Dragon is open." Herons come down from the canopy. On the ground ahead lay light. She thought, the Black Feather Array could end. She walked slowly towards the motionless light. However, she was very wrong. There is always a strong and warm sandalwood floating in the palace. Qingcheng doesn't like this taste.Therefore, in the entire Nuoda palace, only Qingcheng's bedroom does not have any incense burners. Because, Qingcheng was born with a scent of flowers on her body. And now, the floral scent is stronger.Because she just finished bathing. Wearing a smooth satin robe embroidered with phoenixes, she lay on her side on a large soft bed.Eyes half closed, lips slightly parted. The two eunuchs who were fanning her behind her tried their best to control their breathing. Even men like them, who can no longer be called men, still can't control the desire in their hearts that seems to be controlled by a curse when they see Qingcheng. The desire to drown everything like a tsunami. She is the most beautiful woman in the world. The alluring smile on her body is not just a metaphor. The former witch king of southern border, after hearing about Qingcheng's beauty, was even willing to submit to the emperor unconditionally.As long as he can take a look at Qingcheng's face. The emperor agreed. Afterwards, the Witch King returned to Southern Border without saying a word. The spies who reported back said that the Witch King had crippled his eyes.Because he said that he had seen Qingcheng's appearance before, and all the women in the world were dross. And there was no move to violate the dynasty within ten years.And the tribute has been paid year after year. The witch king said that because he knew that such a beautiful woman lived in the royal city, he could not make up his mind to invade the country where she lived. to these most luxurious substances. Qingcheng is the most legendary myth of the dynasty. There is no thing she can't get, no man she can't control, no clothes she can't wear, no food she can't eat. The world is ruled by men.And she dominates the men in the world. Generally speaking.keeping it. pierced the souls of all men.All dirty, pure, holy, filthy, and desires are imprisoned. It's just that this goddess-like princess frowned slightly now. Because the shouts outside the bedroom grew louder and louder, and gradually, the noise covered the entire sky. A burst of hurried footsteps slowly approached Qingcheng. Qingcheng opened her eyes and saw the little palace maid in front of her who was short of breath. She asked, what's wrong? The palace maid stammered to answer, and the guard leader... said that he must...see the princess, saying that he had obeyed the king's order. Qingcheng looked at her and said, how could Wang let a man come to see me. The maid said that the slave didn't know. And at this time, Qingcheng raised his head, and suddenly saw the pontoon in white clothes standing in front of him, the guard leader who just entered the palace yesterday. Qingcheng looked at the man in front of him, young and straight, wearing a mask, unable to see the expression on his face. But his posture is like an unsheathed sword, calm, sharp, and steady. His white clothes glowed softly under the countless bright palace lanterns hanging high all around.A white robe moved gently, Qingcheng didn't feel any wind, the wind seemed to spread from his body and revolve around him. Qingcheng looked at him without saying a word, but stared at him with interest.As if trying to see through his mask, his eyes were shining. The floating bridge also stared at Qingcheng motionlessly. He didn't start short of breath and flushed when he saw Qingcheng like other men.He was still as calm as a sword. Qingcheng saw that he almost had time for a cup of tea, and said, very good, you are very brave. Pontoon replied softly, he said, thank you Princess for your compliment.The voice was low and full of magnetism, lingering in my ears like an echo. Qingcheng suddenly felt that she had heard this voice somewhere before.But no matter what, I can't recall it. At this time, the pontoon slightly bent down, and he said, the king sent me to pick up the princess to go to him.Princess please come with me. Qingcheng laughed like a silver bell, raised her hand to cover her mouth and smiled lightly, she said, you didn't panic at all when you lied. Pontoon replied respectfully, back to the princess, the minister did not lie.The king is really waiting for you. Qingcheng suddenly put away her smile, and she said, that's enough. Qingcheng's hand that had just covered Cherry's small mouth suddenly changed gestures at an invisible speed, and in an instant, a huge white matrix space enveloped the bedroom. Qingcheng's gesture changed, "Forbidden God Silk! Break!" Countless transparent silver threads suddenly swam through the air, and the silver threads were so thin that they were almost like hair, quickly entangled the pontoon bridge. It's like cocooning yourself.Moreover, those silver bright threads pierced the skin and seeped into the blood, causing sharp pain. Qingcheng changed into a comfortable posture again, looking at the pontoon bridge that was entangled in silver threads and could not move. The pontoon in front of him was completely wrapped in silver threads into a huge cocoon, wriggling with difficulty and pain. Qingcheng gave out a satisfied smile, and this smile bloomed on her perfect face, as if all the spring had been revived in an instant. However, the smile froze and froze on Qingcheng's face in the next instant. Because she suddenly felt that someone was breathing towards her around her neck, and the scorching breath sprayed on her neck, causing a tingling sensation. Then, she heard the sound of the pontoon close to her ears, and he said, The princess is also an insect master. Qingcheng looked at the huge white silkworm cocoon that was clearly still struggling in front of her, then she collected herself and asked, who are you?Why the surgery in the Palace of Bliss? Floating Bridge turned his face to Qingcheng, the expressionless white mask looked like a soul, and behind this mask, Qingcheng vaguely saw a pair of eyes that were brighter than the stars. There was an inexplicable white light around, getting brighter and brighter, covering Qingcheng and the pontoon bridge inside, making it almost impossible for people to see things three feet away. Qingcheng was a little short of breath.Except for Wang, she has rarely been so close to a man. Pontoon smiled softly, and he said, he didn't expect that the princess would not know me so soon.It's so sad. Then, Boardwalk gently, slowly took off the mask. That handsome and evil face, that face with the face of a ruffian and a naughty boy, that face full of the flying breath of a young man, inch by inch, bit by bit, unfolded in front of Qingcheng . The white light drove the strong wind, blowing the huge cloth curtain around the soft couch into the surroundings. Qingcheng looked at the man standing in front of her, at the face she was familiar with, and let out a scream. The hand she just raised was rendered unconscious by a stabbing pain from nowhere, and then a blinding white light flashed in front of her eyes. She lost consciousness. Just before she fainted, she called out the name of the person in front of her. No joy.