Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

Chapter 65: A winding path

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"Nian Xuanji." Long Zijin said coldly.

Xia Sang stomped and said anxiously, "This is going to be a bad thing."

Long Zijin frowned, "Isn't that person inside?"

"Qingfeng was hurt by those things, the emperor asked him to go back to rest." Xu Xi, who had always been calm, also sank at this time.

Long Zijin was taken aback, "I just wanted to scare her, Brother Huang..."

Several people looked at each other, all with horror on their faces - the emperor is gone!

Although there have been many changes in the past few days and there is no time to appreciate anything, Xuanji still feels that the palace is indeed as described in the book, and it is too delicate and beautiful to be real.

But after turning around this secluded lake, it seems to be independent of this palace, desolate and desolate like another boundary.

Along the way, there are no guards, palace maids.

These people seem to have disappeared out of thin air.

On the small door of the stone arch, there is a small seal in black lacquer: Qiyuan.

These words seem to have penetrated hundreds of years of time, and they are old and mottled.

Inside the arch is a dense patch of trees and flowers, and in the gaps between the flowers and trees, the sunlight does not seem to be able to penetrate, and there is a hint of deepness.

Passing through here is the Phoenix Vulture Palace

Xuanji wiped the water droplets from the corners of her eyes, and walked in without any hesitation.

What kind of flowering trees are these? Is it the plant of this world

She was very puzzled. The leaves of this tree were very thick, in the shape of a peach heart, with a circle of dark purple on the edge, and a layer of fluff on the leaf surface, which was a bit like a succulent plant.

The flower's bones are very small, and it seems to be smaller than the sky full of stars, but the delicate and beautiful dark blue is enticing.

The ground was full of flowers of this kind, and the wind was a little strong, and these flower crumbs swirled gently on the ground, rolling up bursts of blurry fragrance, and she couldn't help but be slightly confused, feeling as if she had suddenly entered a sea unintentionally.

The more I walked, the more frightened I became, how big this garden was—there were this kind of flower trees everywhere, and there was only one path leading to it.

The winding path leads to seclusion, where does this road lead to

Suddenly, a fierce howl came, she covered her ears, and her body trembled.

This sound... kind of like... a wolf

Is it a wolf? !

She'd seen it at the zoo and couldn't mistake it.

She was shocked and turned around immediately. This turn, she almost fainted with fright. Where is the original path

Where is the way? The road that I have just walked is like being torn away by something terrible in an instant, and there are only boundless flowers and trees behind, deep blue, enchanting blue...

Who will save her