If Duo Xiele hadn't been leading the way, if it hadn't been for the earnest words of his uncle just now, Xuanyuan Yongling would have definitely rushed into the corridor, killed Xuanyuan Wenqi, and then executed Wu Yage on the spot.
Inadvertently, he thought of the word "dharma rectification on the spot" again.
The corners of his mouth raised a beautiful curve, and Xuanyuan Yongling forced back the sparks that came out of his throat.
He smiled coldly in his heart and said: Woman, since you are so romantic, I don’t need to consider your wishes anymore. Just wait and see how I will deal with you when I come back!
In the corridor, the two people, who had their own thoughts, did not notice Xuanyuan Yongling's passing at all.
"Why?" After waiting for a long time, seeing Xuanyuan Wenqi still in a daze, Yage had no choice but to ask.
Xuanyuan Wenqi was conditionally brought back from his thoughts, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed, so he quickly explained: "Look carefully, this flower is not actually blue, but if it is not blue, what color should it be? Its petals look like
A beauty stands tall and graceful, but if you look at it twice more, you will feel dizzy..."
Ya Ge didn't expect that her first feeling about the flower was actually true.
It turns out that other people will get dizzy if they look at it too many times.
From this point of view, this flower is indeed full of mystery and evil spirit.
But it's fake!
Fake flowers have such power, no wonder they are secretly called demon flowers.
Xuanyuan Yongling, how could he have such a strange dream?
The Song of Songs began to move forward again.
Finally I saw the end of the corridor, where there was a pavilion standing peacefully, with bare surroundings and no decoration at all.
At first glance, this pavilion is really rough. But when I look again, I find that the bottom of the pavilion is hollow.
In other words, the pavilion is suspended in mid-air.
Ya Ge thought that there should be a pillar in the center of the bottom of the pavilion supporting the entire pavilion.
"That's the Hidden Dream Pavilion!" Following her line of sight, Xuanyuan Wenqi spoke at the right time.
Ya Ge didn't say anything. She thought that this pavilion must have another connection. She knew he would give her the answer.
Sure enough, Xuanyuan Wenqi paused and continued: "There is a seed buried under this pavilion, which is also a masterpiece of Yong Ling. He said that the seed is these flowers."