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And just by smelling the old, corrupt and dusty smell, I know that the air here has never flowed in this piece of decay for thousands of years, otherwise Su Mu wouldn't let them take the anti-drug pill.
The Snow Demon walked silently in front of her. The aisle of the side hall was long and dark, but dots of light shone on the walls on both sides, and she suddenly saw a huge mural.
In the painting is a very young and handsome man - she stopped unconsciously and looked up quietly.
"do you know it?"
Someone behind her asked her, it was Su Mu.
Snow Demon shook her head and asked, "Do you know him?"
"I've heard of his name." Su Mu raised his eyelids and glanced at the mural lightly, "Zong Shanyu, Emperor of the Northern Underworld, was very famous back then."
The snow demon looked at the mural and was a little distracted, and his thoughts suddenly drifted away. After a long time, he didn't know whether it was to himself or to the person in the painting: "So you look like this"
She gently reached out and stroked the murals on the wall with a calm and gentle expression.
Su Mu smiled suddenly, "Are you awake?"
Snow Demon froze for a moment, as if he was puzzled by this sentence, but the mural under his fingers was quickly frozen, exuding a chill.
The memory in her mind seemed to have finally been dug out bloody, and she finally remembered the day she escaped from the black tower.
Due to her resentment, it was a place where it snowed all the year round.
On the day of fleeing, the cold wind whizzed past the stone window on the top floor of the black tower, and she heard the guards guarding the tower whispering in front of her face.
"I don't understand why the major general wants to keep her. She let go of our most important hostage, and now she is only sentenced to imprisonment."
"Hmm She probably didn't know that she let go of a short-lived ghost, right? Hehe Now that Major General Shi Qiye died at the hands of Gong Shangyue, no one will take care of her anymore. If you want to lynch, you can do it of."
"A lynching?"
"You understand what I mean, Jie Jie"
The two magic guards rushed into the cell and tore off her clothes, and she cried out his name while struggling.
"Still shouting, that short-lived ghost Zong Shanyu died decades ago. I heard that he died on the way here, on the territory of the demons."
"Shut up!" She stared at them with red eyes, "No, he won't die! He is the most powerful monster in Beiming, and he is the prince who will inherit the throne! They won't let him die¡ª"
The demon guards sneered with some disdain: "Do you know that Zong Shanyu has been imprisoned here for so many years, and the Beiming government has long been in chaos. How easy is it for him to go back and inherit the throne? Even if he is powerful, he can hold the power before he dies." So what? I¡¯m not a short-lived ghost, but I somehow died on the border of the demons¡ª¡±
"You nonsense! Nonsense!"
"Haha, lied to you? Although his body was snatched by those guys in Beiming, his blood is still left on the Muge Snow Mountain in the north. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself Oh, I forgot that you are just a prisoner now. "
Another rudely tore off her skirt, and said with a lewd smile: "It's better to forget that he followed us a long time ago, so as to save the pain of flesh and blood Jie Jie"
Her pupils began to change, and the wind and snow filled the entire cell in an instant. When the two magic guards looked up and saw her pale and cold pupils, they had already been frozen into statues.
She couldn't break free from the shackles, and strangled her limbs with the chains. When other magic guards rushed over from all directions, she resolutely jumped from the window on the top floor of the black tower.
The wind and snow did not stop her from falling. When the magic guards stood by the highest window and looked down, they saw a snowman with broken limbs smashed to the ground and torn apart.
The cold wind was blowing, Xiyou felt his body became lighter, and finally floated back to Muge Snow Mountain with his obsession. In front of the icy abyss with her back to the sun, she finally saw his blood left there, as if she could no longer deceive herself, she raised her head to the sky and let out a mournful cry, the avalanche on the snow mountain came rushing like a broken bamboo, killing her and those Buried in blood.
When the wind on the snow mountain swept slowly through the snow, she sighed¡ªafter all, she is the daughter of the snow mountain.
The mountain god took pity on her and gave her the power of the snow-capped mountain to protect her soul.
But she was crazy and seemed to have forgotten everything on the black tower, only remembering that she should go to Beiming to find someone.
The rain and snow continued all the way until I met Su Mu.
The frost on the murals gradually spread, threatening to freeze the entire mausoleum. far awayUnimpeded, the construction style of the palace on each floor is different, either simple or luxurious, dazzling.
"You're here¡¡"
From the moment of entering the Extreme Palace, such sighs have been heard from the depths of the Extreme Palace, full of lingering, helpless and a little bit of joy.
The entire Polar Palace was lit with eternal lights.
I don't know how long it took to climb up, and finally they reached the last floor. But the strange thing is that the palace room, which was supposed to be the largest in size, has turned into an ordinary hut at this moment, and the furnishings are also the simplest and the most down-to-earth.
In this small space, a few tables and seats, a bogu shelf plus a couch and screen almost fill up the room.
The floor, pillars and walls are also made of wood, and there is a window that looks very bright, which is completely different from the splendor of the lower floors.
It should be in an illusion, otherwise how could there be windows in the catacombs? This is completely the furnishings and decorations of ordinary people in the world.
Lying on the couch was a man with handsome features and a young appearance, lying there quietly as if he had fallen asleep at the moment.
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