But Mo Lian didn't even look at it, he just ate his tofu.
The light shone down, and his side face was covered with a faint light.
A plate of tofu just slipped into the belly of Magic Lotus.
He only felt a little full, so he stood up and walked away from the dinner table.
Yunlin blinked and saw Mo Lian sitting calmly in the yard.
-----Flower viewing!
He actually wanted to ask, Sister Fairy, when will you leave.
But he couldn't ask.
It doesn't matter, if someone saves them, let them stay for a few more days.
After receiving the dividends from Shengbaozhai, I was able to raise a fairy sister.
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Phoenix Mountains.
Yun Xiao and the others walked one step at a time, one step at a time, and climbed up a hill like this. They felt as if their legs were filled with lead water. They were so tired that they leaned weakly on the tree trunk.
"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore." Yun Xiao waved his hands, he was too tired.
The buds in the bushes are pleasant and dense, and there are dense vines under your feet, burying the soil.
"Brother Yun, we'll be here soon, look."
Grandpa Hai pointed ahead, and a small mountain came into view.
Although Grandpa Ruhai said it, it is really not very far.
Yun Xiao gritted his teeth: "Let's go."
Uncle Mu behind him stopped him.
"Brother Yun, we're coming soon. Look, this--!"
If Yun Xiao regrets it when they reach their destination, they will get nothing.
It's okay for Uncle Mu to do this.
"Oh." Yun Xiao suddenly understood, took out the gold coins from the storage bag, and distributed them to the three of them respectively.
"Grandpa Hai, Uncle Mu, Brother Hai, you count."
Hailin looked at the gold coins in his hand, his eyes were full of joy and he couldn't believe it.
He took out one and took a big bite.
He hissed in pain.
"It's true, Grandpa, it's true." Hailin was as excited as a child.
Grandpa Hai also smiled with his beard glaring: "You kid."
"Let's go." Yun Xiao was very anxious, put away the storage bag and walked forward.
Stepping on the vines with your feet, the branches and leaves made a crisp clicking sound.
Suddenly, Yun Xiao's feet were in the air, and his whole body kept falling downwards.
There was darkness before my eyes. There is no light at all.
"Little brother Yun, little brother Yun." There was a sound of exclamation above the head, and finally nothing could be heard.
The body fell heavily to the ground.
Yun Xiao grimaced in pain.
I sat on the ground and took a few breaths before I regained my breath.
"Uncle Mu, Brother Hai, Grandpa Hai." He shouted to the top, but Yun Xiao's answer was only the sound of dripping water.
With the light coming from nowhere, Yun Xiao exclaimed after seeing his surroundings clearly.
He thought he had fallen into a hole in the ground.
But he didn't expect that all the jade in front of him was incomplete, and the feet were smooth marble.
There are many lamps above the head.
At first glance, it is an ancient underground palace.
Yun Xiao looked at the wall and knew that he couldn't climb out, so he had to find another exit.
He found a direction and walked forward.
Climbing up a stone step, the stone steps were a little broken, but they could still bear the weight of a person.
A few mice were crawling around, not afraid of life at all.
He walked around and around, just in this area.
Yun Xiao couldn't help but panic.
He touched the wall with his hands, trying to see if there was any mechanism.
Because he was a little panicked, his actions were a little rough.
"Boom." I didn't know what I encountered, but I saw a dark wall slowly opening, revealing a dark world.
Yun Xiao stared with vigilant eyes, and slowly groped over.
He turned around and disappeared behind the dark wall.
"Grandpa, what should I do? Little Brother Yun fell down." Hailin looked at the black hole under the vines, his eyes full of anxiety.
Grandpa Hai opened the place where Yun Xiao fell, and a cold breath came out of the dark hole.
Grandpa Hai's face became darker and darker, and he sighed: "Little brother Yun, I'm afraid the worst is in danger."
"Grandpa, what do you mean?"
"Hai Lin, I don't know what is under this vine, and I don't know how deep it is. If you fall, you will definitely fall to death."
Grandpa Hai's tone was very solemn.
"Then, Little Brother Yun." Hailin suddenly closed his mouth.
Uncle Mu on the side did not speak. He looked at the gold coins in his hand and suddenly said: "Little brother Yun must have fallen to death. Let's go home. Don't waste time."
"Uncle Mu, how can you talk like this? If Little Brother Yun is not dead, he is still waiting for our rescue."
Hailin was very angry. He couldn't abandon Xiaodi Yun like this.
"Silly boy, there are undercurrents everywhere under Phoenix Mountain. We will die if we go down there."
Uncle Mu's words shocked Grandpa Hai. Seeing that Hailin wanted to speak, he covered Hailin's mouth.
"Uncle Mu is right. Little Brother Yun may have been washed away by the undercurrent. Let's go to the river to have a look."
Grandpa Hai's words made Hailin laugh: "Grandpa, what you said is true."
"How could Grandpa lie to you?" After Grandpa Hai finished speaking, he secretly winked at Uncle Mu.
"Yes, yes, maybe Little Brother Yun was rushed out by the undercurrent."
Uncle Mu then spoke.
"Then let's go quickly." Hai Lin immediately turned around, holding Grandpa Hai's hand and walking back.
There is only one big river in Fenghuang Mountain, which is the east side.
Grandpa Hai was pulled by Hai Lin and did not resist. He just silently looked back at the vines.
Brother Yun, I'm sorry, I can't let Hailin lose his life for you.
In Grandpa Hai's heart, even if Yun Xiao was not dead, he would not let Hai Lin go down.
In the past, a young man in the village fell, and the people above him also jumped, and never came back alive.
The underground undercurrent is dangerous and unpredictable, and there is nothing they can do if they go down.
In Grandpa Hai's heart, he could only apologize.
The vines are lingering, dyeing with colors, and the spread out is fixed on the phoenix.
Night falls on the earth, sweeping away the wind and rain.
In the Zichen Palace, Yun Tingruo was sitting on a chair, eating watermelon on the plate and looking at the moonlight leisurely.
Jing Cui stood beside her, squeezing her hands constantly, even though she was sweating.
He looked at Yun Tingruo fiercely.
If she doesn't die tonight, she will be the unlucky one.
Thinking of this, Jing Cui's face showed a hint of hesitation, thinking of Concubine Xian's methods.
Her body trembled.
Yun Tingruo noticed Jing Cui's small movements behind her. Although she was admiring the moonlight, she was observing her from the corner of her eye.
Jing Cui gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and ignored it, killing this little fool first.
She looked outside the hall, but Dong'er's figure did not appear.
With trembling fingers, he pulled out the hairpin from his head.
A faint light flashed in the air, and murderous intent emerged.
He stabbed Yun Tingruo hard on the head.
Unexpectedly, Yun Tingruo turned around suddenly, and the pearl hairpin froze, staying in mid-air.
Jing Cui was shocked, and when she lowered her head, she saw those bright black eyes staring at her, full of confusion.
She seemed to have no idea what she was doing.