101 ways of death of male god in fast time travel

Chapter 73

After crying, I felt much better in my heart. I struggled to get up and looked around. It was a flat grassland, dotted with a few unknown trees, and a few white flowers on the trees.

There seems to be no place to go here except the steps, Shihua sighed, and walked towards the steps with his legs open: "I don't know how high it is." He complained, but he didn't stop walking.

After walking for half an hour, I looked up and still couldn't see the end. I looked around and there were clouds and fog. I looked back and saw that the way I came was also covered by clouds and fog, and I didn't know how high it was.Hammered his short legs, and continued to walk up. The steps are as wide as seven or eight meters.

In fact, Shihua checked that place, and there is nothing but flowers, grass and trees. If you don't come up, you don't know what this place is, what is going on in this world.

After walking for a long time, at least an hour, I passed a cloud before I saw the top. On the top is a very big and tall mountain gate. There are four stone pillars, and a bluestone plaque is suspended in the middle of the stone pillars. The inscription: Return to the Market .

"Return to the Market?" The name was strange, and he kept walking up, thinking that he couldn't stop walking.It can be regarded as the flat bottom in front of the mountain gate, but this mountain gate is very strange, you can't see what is in front of you, only a shimmering curtain.

Shihua hesitated, but after thinking about it, he walked over and put his hand into the curtain tentatively, but nothing happened.Gritting his teeth, the whole person crashed into it.

I thought I would step on the air, or fall, but after entering, I stepped on flat ground.But the inside is very different from the outside, the inside is more like a palace.

The seven or eight-meter-wide bluestone road leads straight to a huge palace in the distance. It is so wide that it feels like the Forbidden City.

Shihua walked along the road to the gate of the palace. The gate was open but there was no one inside, but there seemed to be a passage behind the palace. He walked along the passage, walked out of the small gate, and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The white trees in front of it have become a sea of ​​flowers, and there is only a winding path in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers leading to a pavilion on the mountainside in the distance.

A large area of ​​white came into sight, and Shihua's mind was confused, as if the purple sea of ​​flames suddenly appeared in front of him again, rushing towards him, so scared that Shihua squatted down, hugged his head and began to tremble all over.

Make sure you don't feel the burning sensation before you dare to raise your head again.When she saw the white eyes, she was relieved, she seemed to have a shadow on the fire.

Walking along the winding path with arms folded, it took half an hour to reach the front of the pavilion. The pavilion looks very simple and high, with three floors wider than ordinary pavilions. The plaque on the first floor reads: : The four characters are not in vain.

What is this place?I went up the steps and walked into the attic, only to find that the attic was quite an ordinary reception room, except that the floor was made of jade slabs, and there was an empty jade-colored low table in the middle, with only a white cushion next to the table.

There were thirteen open windows around, but there were no stairs or anything like that. Shihua caught a glimpse of someone behind the attic and walked to the bed.

A man in goose-yellow clothes was only seven or eight meters away from him, standing on a tree of white flowers with his back to him, looking at the endless sea of ​​white flowers that stretched for hundreds of miles in the distance.

When I poked my head around, I saw that he was facing away from me. He was dressed in goose yellow clothes with strange silver patterns on the fabric. He looked at least 1.8 meters tall. His hair was as long as a waterfall and a branch was tied into a bun.

Seemingly aware of his gaze, he turned his head slightly.It's just that the side face took away Shihua's breath, and the beauty of Jinghua can't be described only in words.

Staring at him blankly, if a person can catch him a glance, I am afraid that there will be no complaints in this life, the spring and twilight are as bright as stars.

(End of this chapter)