The original owner thought she could complete this task, but she didn't.
The seal is broken.
And the original owner also died here.
The timeline Chuzheng was in at this time was before the death of the original owner.
Chuzheng: "… "
Can you be any later!
That way I'll be cool!
Chuzheng looked at the Gangfeng visible to the naked eye and scared me to death.
Is it appropriate to deal with me, a delicate little girl, like this? !
Chuzheng thought, is she running now
Or seal it up
It's hard to seal...
Just run.
Gangfeng seemed to be conscious. Seeing Chuzheng moving, he immediately turned around and attacked her.
Chuzheng: "!!"
Don't come here!
Gangfeng hit him straight.
Silver flashes.
Chuzheng fell to the ground from the silver light, and looked up at the wind that split into countless strands in the air.
Chuzheng's behavior seemed to anger the Gangfeng.
The split wind, began to grow.
Chuzheng: "!!"
call-
Gangfeng staggered past Chuzheng.
Chuzheng's body kept dodging, dodging from the gap, the wind was blowing on her face, and she seemed to smell the strong smell of blood.
Chuzheng reached out and touched the blood.
Broken... Broken? !
damn thing!
Chu Zheng looked blankly at the circular altar a few steps away.
Before the gang wind swept over again, she took a few steps to the altar.
People from the God Realm said that they should use the power of God to seal, and they were right.
The original owner was about to seal successfully before, but someone suddenly attacked her, leading to the current situation.
These hurricanes ran out of the seal.
Gangfeng seemed to have real intelligence, and when he saw Chuzheng rushing up to the altar, he was in a hurry.
Like a headless fly, it kept hitting the past.
However, around Chuzheng, there seems to be an invisible barrier that isolates the Gangfeng.
Chuzheng looked down at the altar.
The altar is made of a material similar to white jade, and the surface is engraved with patterns.
Chu Zheng pondered for a moment, and felt a bit like a dog
What kind of thing is this sealed
At this time, light overflowed from the notches of the pattern, as if something was about to break through the altar.
"Crack-"
Cracks began to appear where Chuzheng stepped on.
Chuzheng stepped back, and the crack extended along her trajectory.
Chuzheng: "… "
It's over.
The stuff in here is coming out!
The original owner's previous behavior flashed through Chuzheng's mind quickly.
She jumped off the altar.
The sound of clack clack kept ringing.
The light on the altar is getting brighter and brighter.
Chuzheng quickly followed the original owner's previous practice and used magic to stabilize the altar.
However, the cracking speed of the altar did not slow down. There was a protrusion in the center of the altar.
Chuzheng dragged the silver thread and hit it directly.
Before the contents of the altar came out, they were suddenly drawn by the silver thread.
In a trance, Chu Zheng seemed to see a dog's head...
But that was just a flash of the picture.
Chuzheng quickly seals.
The light of the altar was brilliant, and the cracked lines gradually recovered.
The surrounding Gangfeng seemed to be unwilling, making a whining sound, making Chuzheng's ears hurt, and his mind was full of thoughts.
It was after she was distracted for a while that the altar suddenly began to vibrate again.
Like something was hitting the altar below.
Chuzheng quickly concentrated.
The silver thread wrapped the altar tightly, and the dull crashing sound could be heard incessantly.
Until the altar texture is restored.
Chuzheng felt that her body was hollowed out, and she was too tired.
Fortunately, the altar has returned to normal.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before the breath was relieved, the back was cold.
The silver light flew over her cheek and hit the wind behind her.
The Gangfeng split into two strands, one was wrapped around the silver thread, and the other hit Chuzheng directly.
Chuzheng had just consumed so much energy, and at this time, his body was weak, and Gangfeng collided. Although Chuzheng avoided it, his feet still slipped, and he threw himself on the altar.
To the eyes carved on the altar.
Those eyes blinked suddenly.
Chuzheng: "!!!"
Will... move! Live!
It's fine! !
Chuzheng took a deep and calm breath.
Nothing was seen.
Nothing was seen.
She stood up suddenly, turned around expressionlessly, stroked her hair calmly, and patted the hem of her clothes.
Xu was because the altar was sealed again, and Gangfeng was hit by the silver wire in a mess, and gradually dissipated into the air.
Chuzheng felt the wind blowing over her skirt and slowly wrapped around her wrist and cheek.
Like the softest wind in spring, gently brushing my cheeks, it disappeared in an instant.
The whole space went quiet.
Chu Zheng's heart was broken.
Why am I so unlucky!
Why am I so unlucky!
Why do you want to start with such a poor little guy like me!
Do you have any morals!
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After half an hour.
Chuzheng leaned against the altar without any image, his face was full of seriousness and seriousness, as if he was thinking about major events in life.
At this moment, Chu Zheng's heart was full of indifference.
How do I get out of this ghost place!
When she came in, other immortals led the way, and she didn't know how to get in at all.
As a result, the group of people left themselves and ran away.
Therefore, in the original owner's memory, there is no way to get out at all.
She tried to walk forward a certain distance just now, but she didn't go far before returning to the altar.
never mind.
Go to sleep and talk.
She is so tired.
Chuzheng not only wanted to sleep, but she also wanted to sleep comfortably.
Take out a chair from the space and place it next to the altar.
Lie down and close your eyes. There is no movement.
Sleep in seconds!
[… ] When did Miss Sister put it in
etc!
Miss, is this place suitable for sleeping
Aren't you afraid that something will come out and kill you? !
King Hao didn't know whether to complain about her own young lady's heart or her arrogance with overconfidence.
When Chuzheng was sleeping, she felt that the power in her body was automatically recovering.
So she sleeps more comfortably.
in a quiet space.
The altar is like a giant beast crawling on the ground, next to it is a chair, and there is a little girl lying on it.
The picture is a little weird for no reason.
After an unknown amount of time, the little girl in the rocking chair slowly opened her eyes.
The cold and indifferent eyes are like the purest stream in the world, allowing people to see their souls.
Those eyes stared silently at the void.
For a moment, blink slightly.
The little girl sat up on the chair.
She leaned over to the altar to take a look.
Just staring at the altar, looking at the eyes that were portrayed.
There was no movement.
As if it was her illusion before.
【Miss, do you know how long you have slept? 】The voice of the king's number sounded.
Chuzheng had an indifferent face.
How long can it be
It can't be a thousand years, can it
[… ] Not that: [You slept for three months. 】
Oh.
I'm an immortal, what is three months of sleep
Sleeping for hundreds of years is no problem.
It's nice not to lose money.
Chuzheng happily lay down and went back to sleep.
【…Miss! ! 】
The King roared.
[Can you please leave here? 】You stay here, how to complete the task? ! Can you be a little more motivated!
I do not.
【Miss! 】The king takes a deep breath, can't be angry, she is the host, she must serve with a smile, and must have quality: [If you don't want to go out, I will also issue a task for you, Miss Sister, please don't force me. 】
Chuzheng: "!!"
Who is forcing who!
I'm not allowed to sleep!
Are you the devil? !