It was as if someone was spying on everything, and was being played with and applauded completely.
"Xiaoyao, not everyone can enter the Wuming Palace. This is a kind of certification, don't be afraid!" Mu Ye Canfeng's gentle voice seemed to be filled with an intoxicating tenderness. He hugged Xiaoyao from behind and held her
Completely included in his arms.
A sense of stability came over me, as if there was an indescribable and unexplainable aura of peace.
The feeling of being spied on seemed to be blocked in Mu Ye Canfeng's arms. She seemed to have no feeling at all.
Soon, the light faded. A wall of light appeared in front of them, and the light waves on it kept swinging, like water waves, with extremely gorgeous ripples.
"Let's go!" Mu Ye Canfeng smiled and pulled Xiaoyao into the wall of light.
As they entered, the wall of light instantly disappeared into the barrier of Mu Ye Canfeng.
Entering inside, Xiaoyao and Muye Canfeng seemed to have entered a paradise, with blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green water. Green grass grew at their feet, and untimely flowers bloomed around them.
"This is the Nameless Palace?" Xiaoyao was a little surprised. Compared to the Golden Palace outside, this place seemed much duller. It seemed like a place that everyone yearned for, exuding an indescribable sense of comfort and peace.
"Probably!" Mu Ye Canfeng nodded, slowly exerting force on his hands, then lowered his head and said with a smile: "Since we can come here, nothing will happen. The Nameless Art has been lost for too long, and it is time to reappear.
world."
Speaking of this, an extremely complicated expression suddenly flashed across Mu Ye Canfeng's eyes.
Xiaoyao didn't look at him, and naturally didn't know his expression. His eyes silently looked around, as if he was watching Wumingjue's ten thousand years of history and vicissitudes of life.
It turns out that everything is in vain!
No matter the glory of the past, no matter how glorious the world was, what is covered by the wave of loess at this time is just ten thousand bones withered and forgotten for thousands of years!
"Let's go!" Mu Ye Canfeng pulled her forward and walked through a patch of grass. At this time, flowers began to grow, some thickly.
Flowers of various colors grow extremely wantonly. Thousands of colors are like different colors of life, blooming brilliantly and excitingly. The fragrance of flowers is overflowing, mixed with the fragrance of various flowers, mixing the place into a sea of flowers.
In the center of the flower, there is a white palace. It seems to be wrapped with green vines, stretching out in layers, like a European villa.
The Golden Palace is dazzling, and the White House is safe.
They are two palaces with completely different atmospheres, but they also present the splendid and exciting life of the nameless people.
After walking through the flowers, Xiaoyao and Mu Ye Canfeng soon arrived in front of the White House. The white jade steps were surrounded by flowers, and the blooming flowers seemed to be singing extremely elegant songs.
The two of them were stepping up the steps when a gust of wind suddenly blew. In an instant, all the flowers were blown up by the wind, and countless petals floated in the air with the wind.
The colorful petals lifted up with the wind, flying like snowflakes in the sky, and then the petals gradually gathered in front of Xiaoyao and Mu Ye Canfeng.
Countless laces gathered together, and gradually a human figure formed in front of them. The gauze was flying, the ink hair was flying, and the stunning face was like a peerless splendor rising out of the sky, invincible. The dark eyes were like fallen stars,
It was filled with extremely bright light. Flowers floated around her, making her face even more delicate and beautiful.
"You..." Xiaoyao looked at the girl made of flowers with some surprise. She had picturesque eyebrows, eyes like stars, and red lips as delicate as flowers. With such a stunning face, there seemed to be no other one in the world.
However, at this time...
"Who are you? Why do you have this face?" Xiaoyao looked at the girl in front of him coldly and asked. What is going on with the face that is exactly the same as hers.
"To obtain the four realms, you are against the heavens. In thousands of years, you are the first person qualified to enter the Holy Land of the Nameless Clan. I am the guardian of the Holy Land, Yue Wu!" The girl said slowly, and there was something in her voice.
It has a floral fragrance and an extremely intoxicating taste.
"Yue Wu?" Xiaoyao repeated the name, and then looked at Yue Wu's face.
Damn you! They are exactly the same.
"My face is the appearance of the person who followed me. It was made to fit the person. If you are qualified, I will have your face!" Yue Wu said slowly, then his dark eyes looked at Mu Ye Can, who was on Xiaoyao's side.
Feng seemed a little surprised and said: "Zhan Jingmo?"
Mu Ye Canfeng was stunned, his golden eyes shot towards Yue Wu, and he asked coldly: "Why do you know my father's name?"
"Father?" Yue Wu said with some surprise, then looked at Mu Ye Canfeng as if he knew something and said: "Are you the son of Long Zun Zhan Jingmo? I remember he said that he has three sons with
He is the most similar to him. Zhan Qiong is the one closest to him in ability, even above him.
It’s just that Zhan Cangqiong thinks too highly of himself, and there are many things that he cannot see through. If he cannot see through the various aspects of life and experience the passing of time, he will always remain as a powerful dragon clan and will never be able to obtain the position of Dragon Lord. You Jue
Ming is the one who is most like him in temperament, enchanting and evil.
It's just that he plays with people's hearts and claps. He is just like a willful child, just like himself.
However, Mu Ye Canfeng is the one who looks most like him. Not only that, he seems to have said that his heart is the most like him. Right! Mu Ye Canfeng!"
Yue Wu said slowly, with a clear look in his dark eyes. He had exactly the same face as Xiaoyao, but had a completely different aura.
Xiaoyao is a living person, with various aspects of life and various personalities. Yuewu is like a god, seeing everything through her own hands, and there seems to be nothing she cannot control.
"So, what do you want to express?" Mu Ye Canfeng asked coldly, not at all gentle because of her similar face to Xiaoyao. Instead, there was a trace of disgust in his eyes.
No one will be happy when the person they like is copied by others!
It's more annoying than seeing the exact same instant appear in front of you!