The shadow on the wall said, "I don't know, I'm only responsible for guarding the second floor of the 'death building'. Only when you go in will you know... Girl, hurry up, don't hesitate, it's too late, you can't even enter!"

Zhuge Canglan sighed, looked back at the black second floor, and turned around and stepped onto the steps made of earthen bricks.

The road ahead was still dark, and Zhuge Canglan's steps were heavier and heavier. When she counted to the thirty levels, she finally arrived at the last level. She closed her eyes and jumped forward.

The sound of wind roaring in his ears, Zhuge Canglan felt as if he was spinning in a tunnel, making him dizzy and tinnitus. Finally, when the sound of wind silenced in his ears, the dizziness gradually dissipated, Zhuge Canglan opened his eyes.

Zhuge Canglan's eyes were so painful that the bright sunshine pierced. She quickly covered it with her sleeves. After a while, she finally got used to it before putting down her sleeve to observe the situation at this moment.

After looking around, Zhuge Canglan found that he was standing on a bustling street, or rather on a street next to the lake.

The bridge is painted with smoke and willows by the lake, pedestrians come and go, the watermelon roams in the lake, and the girl singing a lotus picking song melodiously...

Take a breath of air and it is full of the fragrance of lotus flowers.

This is a prosperous place, very much like Jiangnan.

Zhuge Canglan curled the corners of his lips slightly. If he could, he really wanted to take Wusheng to such a place to see, so that he would like to see that there are more beautiful places besides Wusheng Land.

Just as I was thinking of a carriage stopping in front, the person who was chasing the car was a handsome young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, with his eyes as stars, dressed in black, and a free and easy temperament.

He looked at the scenery happily and laughed loudly, "Master, you see we have arrived in Jiangnan. Is this your hometown? It's so beautiful, Master, we will live here and not leave in the future!"

As he said that, he helped a young woman wrapped in a fox fur and cloak from the car. Zhuge Canglan looked over curiously, and was slightly surprised when he saw the woman's appearance.

After seeing her, Zhuge Canglan's first feeling was only two words - thin and white.

The woman was about twenty-three or four years old, with a pale face as paper, without any blood. She was extremely thin, with a pointed chin and raised cheekbones. She only had a pair of eyes on her face, which were particularly abrupt and extremely beautiful.

However, those beautiful eyes were filled with death. You could tell at a glance that they were a person who was terminally ill and had a short life.

This is a midsummer season, and others are wearing cool summer clothes, but she is still wrapped in thick fur.

If she was abandoned, she would be a very beautiful woman with a sense of elegance and lofty arrogance on her body, but when she looked at the boy, her eyes were filled with tenderness that was so thick that it could not be melted.

She raised her hand to caress the boy's hair that was blown by the wind and asked softly, "Azhao, do you like this?"

The boy nodded vigorously: "Well, I like it, if the master likes it!"

"Okay, then we'll stay..."

The woman's lips, whose skin was melted into one color, smiled, and two small dimples appeared on her mouth, and she felt a little angry while she was sick and angry.

Looking at the smile on her face, the boy's eyes suddenly lit up, "Master, you look so good when you smile. I like to see Master laugh the most..."

The woman gently tapped the boy's forehead: "Children, don't talk nonsense..."

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Chapter completed!