Way of Choices

Xu Yourong said: "Your face is white like snow, how can I not mind?"

Chen Changsheng turned to look at her and said, "You are not much better. Your face is white like frost on the grass."

Xu Yourong looked stunned and looked at the reflection in the water, only to find that his face was really pale and strange, and subconsciously covered his cheeks with both hands.

This is a subconscious action of the girl, but in Chen Changsheng's eyes, it is very cute.

"Thank you." She woke up and leaned on his shoulder, leaning on his back.

"Sorry." He stretched his hands to hold her knees and moved her body up.

In this way, they left this green grass pile, stepped through the sea of ​​grass covered with blood foam, and went to a clear place.

The water in the sea of ​​grass is not deep, and there will be no knees in the shallow part. The deep part is just waist-down, but the mud at the bottom is too soft. Chen Changsheng is carrying a person, and he has to hold an umbrella in his left hand. Fortunately, Chaoyang had risen for a period of time. The temperature in Caohai gradually increased. It was very comfortable. It looked tender and green. It was a bit comforting to walk in the spring and spring. If there is no such voice, or they will feel more outgoing.

In the grassland at the rear, there was a whistle of breaking sky. The whistling sound came from the wings of Nanke, whether it was Chen Changsheng or Xu Yourong. To catch up, on the contrary, the fine sounds around Caohai made them more vigilant. Those voices belonged to the natives of this Caohai-Yesterday Xu Yourong killed many monsters, but paid a lot for this, and at the same time she knew this grassland There must be more powerful monsters living in it, and there may even be an irresistible existence for those who pass through the Phantom Practitioner.

Holding a yellow paper umbrella, Chen Changsheng sensed the position of the sword, and continued to march into the grassland. At this time, the sun is about to move to Zhongtian, but the sun is not blazing, and it is as warm and comfortable as spring. Xu Yourong does not understand why he has been holding this worn umbrella and worried that he will be exposed to the sun. Or is it that the cold frost of this young man's practice conflicts with sunlight?

If the matter involves the practice of Xue Shanzong's unique practice, it is naturally inconvenient to speak, but there is one thing she must ask clearly: "Where are we going?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Go to Jianchi."

The location where the sword was intended was most likely the legendary sword pool when he wanted to come.

If there is a Jianchi in Zhou Garden, but it has never been found, then it is obvious that Jianchi is most likely in this grassland where no one can come out.

Xu Yourong also wanted to understand this, but wondered why he was able to determine the location of Jianchi.

Chen Changsheng did not answer this question, not that he did not want the secret of the yellow paper umbrella to be known by her, but Jianchi was not an ordinary treasure after all. After two nights and nights of escape, he could entrust his life to this girl , Give her enough trust, but because of this, why add these chips to test humanity? Human nature cannot be tested. Every time it is tested, it is possible to take a step in the opposite direction of the person who made the question. Similarly, trust is not used, and every use is a trial of trust.

As I walked, the water in Caohai gradually became less and the ground gradually increased, which gave me a sense of grassland.

Walking in the dense grass, and feeling the solid feeling from the soles, Chen Changsheng felt a lot more solid. However, there are more and more murky voices in the grassland. Obviously, there are more monsters hidden in the surroundings than in the wetlands, and they may also be more vicious.

Xu Yourong took out Tong Gong and observed the surroundings quietly, ready to shoot at any time, but for some reason, Chen Changsheng carried her out of the land for dozens of miles. The monsters never attacked or even approached them, even three times, she It clearly felt that the monsters who watched their own two in the distance exuded a terrifying atmosphere, even in her heyday, they were not opponents of those monsters. Why didn't these powerful monsters come to hunt themselves? If it was before, she might think that the breath from the real blood of Tianfeng in her body directly suppressed the greed of those monsters, but now the blood in her body is about to run out, and those monsters are afraid. what?

The two continued to move forward, the grassland's ground was getting drier, and the height of the wild grass was decreasing, and it gradually became sparse.

In the end, they walked into a piece of grass that had barely crossed their insteps. Those grasses were gray in color but did not die, as if they were like old man's hair. In the green grasslands, these off-white short grasses are extremely eye-catching, and form a clear path from their feet to the deep grassland.

I don't know where this white-paved road leads, and what kind of danger is hidden.

Xu Yourong said: "If...that person is really dead, this road may lead to his cemetery."

Chen Changsheng understands why she guesses like this.

In Dao Yuanfu's past resurrection, there is such a sentence: white grass is the way to go straight to Xinghai.

If Zhou Du|hu is really dead and really buried in this world, then his graveyard is most likely deep in the grassland, this white grass road represents the passage to death . There is also a strong example, from the slight trembling of the yellow paper umbrella handle. The sword meaning is far away from the white grass road. If the sword meaning indicates the position of the sword pool, then It is very logical-the tens of thousands of swords sleeping in the sword pool, that is Zhou Dufu's spoils, and of course the best sacrifice for him.

"There is no Xinghai in Zhou Yuan, and Jianchi is Xinghai." He agreed with Xu Yourong. "It seems that we have to reach the end of this white grass road to know whether it is death or something else."

Xu Yourong didn't expect him to think that his judgment was based on Dao Yuanfu so quickly, and glanced at him with some appreciation.

Whether it leads to Xinghai or death, it is very far away. This white grass road is naturally very long. Chen Changsheng walked with her for a long time, but it seems to be only at the beginning.

The sun in the sunless grassland rises and then sets, and does not disappear. It circles around the grassland and then rises and sets again.

They walked and walked again. When they were thirsty, they drank some water from the puddle beside the road. When they were hungry, Chen Changsheng made some animal meat to eat. When she was tired, he would wake up, repeating this alternately, Chen Changsheng's injury improved slightly, but she has been very weak.

One day it was time for the night to come again, not really night, but the light became a little dark, and it suddenly rained in the sky.

Chen Changsheng was carrying her in the night rain, and somehow, she held the yellow paper umbrella in her hand, covering the wind and rain.

The rain tonight is too fierce and cannot be covered by an umbrella, but this world of grass and smoke, where to find the place to cover the rain.

Just then, they broke the rain curtain and saw a temple.

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