Shizun, go to bed

Chapter 8

Qingyun hovered around Fuying Mountain, it was blurry to see clearly, the disciples of the three sects and Moxiu lived in each side, and the idlers sat in a random place, and the voices of greetings were densely ringing.

Beiyin Gate, Chaohuan Hall, Huashengu, Dark Night Demon Venerable, Yue Ning Demon Venerable, seem to be missing...Jie Lian Demon Venerable, Ning Gu sighed: "The trip to Fuyu Palace may be dangerous."

Qinghua closed her eyes to hide the apology in her eyes, opened her lips, but couldn't say anything.

Ye Radi was sitting on the side, just turning his side to block the gazes of others, his mood was a little unsteady, it seemed that there was an extremely familiar aura in the crowd, he didn't know whose aura it was, but he couldn't resist the feeling of familiarity.

At this time, Ling Ye, who was dressed in black clothes, stared at Ye Radi's back seriously, his fingers slightly bent, and a trace of reverence appeared on his cold face.

Suddenly, several rays of light flashed, and the piercing sound of the cracking of the formation sounded. No one could clearly see how the palace appeared. The red and black patterns spread along the stone wall, and the place where the phoenix clothing stone was embedded flashed. Faintly red, the plaque was inscribed with three vigorous and powerful characters, "Furadi Hall", and the closed door suddenly opened.

As if something blocked the meridian, Ye Radi worked a little hard, but there was no sign of it in his expression, he rubbed Qinghua's knuckles, using the delicate and cool touch to reduce the hot temperature of his body.

The crowd suddenly boiled, although there was no noise, but the tense atmosphere was pulling and spreading.

Since it is risky to come to Furong Temple, no one is a fool, and no one wants to be a leader. Maybe the first step in is the last step of life.

"Master, it feels a little familiar." Ye Zhi raised the corner of his mouth, looking at the majestic and magnificent palace.

Qinghua didn't answer, and put a cold bead into Ye Zhi's palm.

"Wear it close to your body." The low voice entered the ear bone, and Ye Radi clenched the blue bead in his hand.Master, so many good things, really, I like it more and more...

While speaking, someone threw a stone into the temple, and for a moment, the stone was still safe and sound, neither popped out nor turned into dust.

Ling also looked at all this disdainfully in the crowd, a trace of bloodthirsty flashed in his eyes, if he hadn't sensed the breath of the young master, how could the Hall of Fuzhi appear, since he is here, please be prepared to die.Ling Yifei stepped forward, stepped into the palace, and walked slowly.

"No mechanism" excited and depressed voices came from everywhere, and then disappeared at the gate of the palace.

Stepping into the palace, everyone around disappeared without a trace, only Ye Radi and Qinghua were here.All kinds of flowers are blooming in clusters, blooming, and a small path leads straight to the unknown direction.

"Blindfolding." Qinghua whispered, with a trace of sleepiness in her cold eyes.

"Master, maybe it's not..." Pain flashed through Ye Zhi's mind, and his intuition told him that it was not a trick.

Qinghua nodded, the methamphetamine in her body seemed to have weakened a little in the palace.Thinking for a while, Qinghua closed her eyes, grabbed the hem of Ye Radi's clothes, followed the warm breath of hibiscus flowers, and slowly moved forward.

At this moment, Ye Zhi thought inexplicably, if he stayed by Master's side for the rest of his life like now, this life would be enough, so he pulled out the hem of his clothes, put on his own hands, and interlocked his fingers secretly.

The scene in front of him was constantly changing, from a path full of fragrance of flowers to a stone step, which became wider and wider, and Ye Zhi could feel the surrounding area grow up.

The hands between the two suddenly tightened, Qinghua snorted, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his body was suddenly frighteningly cold, and he fell into Ye Zhi's arms.

"Master..." Ye Radi lowered his head, and hurriedly hugged Qinghua to his chest, trying to exercise his kung fu, but the intense sense of collision in his body couldn't stop, and he couldn't even transfer a little kung fu.

Qinghua's face was as pale as snow, her lips were tightly pressed, even the breath she exhaled was cold.

"Master..." Ye Radi hugged Qinghua tightly, took off his clothes and wrapped them on the cold person, forcibly broke the shackles and used his skills to warm Qinghua. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and Ye Radi wiped it casually wiped.

"Yes, hibiscus flower." Ye Radi's scattered thoughts suddenly gathered together, looking at the stone steps with cold eyes.

At this moment, at the top of the stone steps, surrounded by blue clouds, a towering ancient tree rose from the ground, and the whole tree was covered with fiery red flowers.