After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

The black lake water surged over our heads.

While fighting with the corpse dog, Abao was stabbed in the back of the shoulder by Bai Cha with a dagger. The blood seeped into the lake water, attracting foreign objects from the dark to swarm in.

No matter what, let Bai Zhe die at the bottom of this black lake first.

But Bai Zhe was neither surprised nor angry, as if he didn't care about his approaching death.

The turbulent undercurrent at the bottom of the lake swept them away, but Bai Zhe actually held her waist tightly and took them both to the deeper part of the bottom of the black lake.

In the chaos, there was a splash of water!!

Po vaguely heard that another person jumped into the underground black lake.

In the rippling water, a dark shadow stretched out a hand towards her, followed by more hands quickly reaching out to her.

No! Abao finally noticed something was wrong.

What was rushing towards her at high speed was not a hand, but a mycelium tentacles!!

In a flash, the sword's powerful and fatal blow broke through the water. The dense and bloody mycelium smelled the danger and quickly retreated to both sides of the lake bottom.

But it was precisely this blatant sword.

At the bottom of the black lake covered in white mist, a turbulent current suddenly rose up, carrying broken bones and constantly brushing against Abao's face. In the extremely cold water temperature that suddenly dropped, she was shivering with cold, and through the turbid lake water, she saw a huge jade platform.

At the moment when he was about to collapse due to the feeling of suffocation, Po suddenly had an idea!

She quickly grabbed Bai Zhe with her backhand and swam hard towards the jade platform.

Suddenly, the jade platform at the bottom of the lake emitted gentle white light, and as she and Bai Zhe got closer, the turbulent water at the bottom of the black lake became sharper!

Enduring the stinging pain from the knife, A Bao approached the jade platform and was shocked to find that the four sides of the jade platform were repeatedly engraved with the same mysterious runes. What really shocked her was -

These mysterious runes happened to be the missing piece for her to piece together the rune diagram.

A Bao, his heart trembling, raised his hand to touch the jade talisman.

But he was caught off guard. The mysterious runes carved on the jade platform began to ripple with the surging water, as if alive, spinning wildly! Straight into the lake! !

A Bao looked carefully and found that it was not the rune that came alive.

Instead, the mycelium is attached to the rune carvings on the jade table.

The smell of blood from her wound triggered his bloodthirsty hunting nature!

But because of this, she discovered that these hideous hyphae actually extended to the deepest and unreachable part of the jade platform at the bottom of the lake.

It was not until this moment that Po finally figured out what these horrifying hyphae were.

The last volume of "Yuzhilu" written after Qi Jiang recorded a kind of string-woven hyphae whose tentacles could stretch for thousands of miles and be good at identifying mineral deposits.

She should have thought of it earlier that the Kaiwu Jade Slip was drawn by the power of string weaving.

And if she's right...

Letting go of Bai Zhe, A Bao swam hard towards the north rune of the jade platform. Carefully following the instructions on the secret page of "Yu Zhi Lu" that she had swallowed, she found the most rounded point of the north rune, which was the tiny protrusion of the spiral pattern, and pressed it hard into the jade platform.

Suddenly, bubbles began to gurgle out from the bottom of the jade platform.

Abao's skirt was fluttering with the water, and suddenly, a dazzling flash of snow appeared.

Someone grabbed her shoulders from behind and pulled her towards him.

When they looked at each other, it turned out to be Bai Zhe.

He seemed to be in great pain, his brows were tightly knitted as he tried to endure it, his thin lips moving.

However, the water at the bottom of the lake was roaring and she couldn't hear anything.

The bloodthirsty Xianzhi was approaching them madly.

There was a loud bang, and the sky and the earth were spinning for a moment as they were caught in the waterspout at the bottom of the lake.

"Abao!!" A shrill roar was heard, and she subconsciously reached out to grab the man.

But the sudden whirlpool in the Black Lake and the swirling water became sharper than a knife, causing severe pain like breaking bones and breaking flesh, and then a huge suction force swallowed them all.

When Po opened his eyes again, it was a starry night sky.

A warm breeze brushes across your cheeks, bringing with it the refreshing scent of flowers, while the lingering clouds in the sky reflect the glittering golden palaces.

At this moment, she was reminded of the ancient paintings collected by Emperor Xianling.

A magnificent, dreamlike fairyland.

Suddenly, a familiar black shadow loomed from above.

She blinked and met the cold, scarlet eyes of the black-robed uncle, who was still frightened.

"Uncle, are you okay..."

"Xuanyuan Emperor Yang."

The black-robed uncle's voice was so deep that it made Abao feel guilty.

And when he actually called her by her full name, she knew that something was wrong.

But in the long silence, the black-robed uncle just looked down at her, staring at her without saying a word, as if he was in pain and blaming himself.

A Bao's heart suddenly felt heavy with anxiety. "Uncle, I won't take risks next time..."

Before he finished speaking, the black-robed uncle half-knelt in front of her and pulled her into his arms. The velvet grass around them swayed, and the awakened golden fireflies fluttered up.

It was like a gust of warm golden wind blowing by.

After a long time, the black-robed king slowly let go of his princess, carefully examined her, and confirmed that she had no fatal injuries. He then hugged his princess again and said in a low, hoarse voice, "If you take risks like this again, Xuanyuan Diyang, you must kill me first."

Her eyes are extremely beautiful, as if starlight is crushed into them.

And when she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were curved like the dark moon, which always made him want to hold her high on the top of the clouds, untainted by the mundane world, and free from blood and tears.

But she almost died for him just now.