Ye Wudao hadn't reacted yet, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"I……"
Before he finished speaking, the palace guard grabbed him directly, broke the void in front of him, and got in instantly.
Whoosh!
I just felt a strong wind in my ears, and within a moment, I arrived in front of the Hongchen Taoist Palace.
After entering, Ye Wudao could feel the grandeur of this palace even more, as if there were countless towering mountains in front of him, looking down at him from a high position.
Such a big palace, but there is no figure or life in it.
Desolation and defeat!
The palace guard who brought him here disappeared inexplicably at this time, and the golden rope on his body was also untied.
In front of you, there is only a majestic door.
Seems to be waiting for his entry.
Ye Wudao carefully recalled what the palace guard said before, and realized that the past, present and future need to be alive?
It's really strange.
However, now it seems that this is the only way in front of Ye Wudao.
In fact, he wanted to leave because he didn't know Xu Ling'er's life or death.
It's just that door, with an inexplicable attraction. It seems that whenever he thinks about Xu Ling'er, he will feel that Xu Ling'er's breath seems to be in the palace of mortals.
Unconsciously, he was somewhat attracted.
Then, he walked over slowly and opened the door.
Creak!
In front of us is not a palace, but a vast white mist.
As you enter, the white air gradually disappears, replaced by silhouettes of people chatting lively, and familiar modern streets also come into view.
High-rise buildings followed.
He seemed to have traveled through time and appeared in the city.
Didi!
Cars came and went, and the lights were bright.
"No way!"
"You're here?"
"whee!"
A beautiful figure suddenly appeared next to him. When he looked sideways, he saw that it was Xu Ling'er.
Xu Ling'er suddenly patted her shoulder from behind, came to her side, and hugged her arm.
"Ling'er?" Ye Wudao was lost for a moment.
No……
This was not Xu Ling'er. He could feel that there was no life in this Xu Ling'er.
It's just that every move and every move was completely consistent with the impression in his mind.
"Let's go..."
Along the way, Xu Ling'er was extremely enthusiastic and seemed to spend time happily with Ye Wudao like before.
Ye Wudao gradually became intoxicated with it, and slowly thought that this was not an illusion, as if he had lost the memory in the secret realm.