Yunxiao Bamboo Palace, Qionglou Yuyu.

The woman in white walked up the stairs with the baby in her arms, and after a short time, she walked into the central hall.

She said a few words silently, and with a lift of her hand, a futon-sized gossip roulette floated up to the middle of the hall. There is a faint purple gas around the roulette wheel, which seems to be constantly rotating, and the gossip around it appears and disappears, but if you look closely, you can find that it is actually condensing, not moving at all.

She walked to the roulette wheel with the baby in her arms, put him on it, and whispered softly: "Let me use this seven-star natal chart to see clearly, whether you are him in the previous life!"

She looked at the seven-star horoscope with longing, and her hands were just about to leave, but her face suddenly changed.

I saw that the natal chart somehow grew dozens of times in an instant, broke away from the plate, smashed the top of the temple, and flew straight up to the dome as high as more than ten zhang. It spun faster and faster, and the sharper and sharper it turned, and its outline could no longer be seen with the naked eye. And the baby in the middle of its back slept soundly in the spin, and the woman looked at it with fairy eyes, and he even stuffed his small meat fist in his mouth.

He ...... He's not afraid of this seven-star chart!" She muttered to herself in surprise, but her eyes welled up with sorrow.

She walked to the bottom of the natal chart with a resolute expression, straightened her arm, and a sharp purple electric light popped out from her fingertips, hitting the horoscope directly, while shouting: "Please take me to his last life to see the last moment of his life!"

The huge whirlwind brought by the roulette wheel blew the woman's black hair and white gauze clothes fluttering wildly, she stared at the top, and a whirlpool appeared in the electric light contact point in the center of the disk, and Zhang Dacheng became a bottomless black hole, like a devouring tiger's mouth, swallowing her in one bite......

As soon as Qiē returned to silence, the seven-star life chart, which was still fierce just now, fell back, retracted to its original size, and was quietly suspended in the middle of the main hall. At this time, the little baby seemed to be sleeping very comfortably, and gently kicked the pink calves.

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Where is this?

The woman staggered down the long corridor, her surroundings as black as ink, without a glimmer of light. She walked very reluctantly, and looked extremely tired, and her body trembled like fallen leaves blown by the cold wind, swaying, and she was about to fall.

At this moment, a little fluorescence suddenly appeared in front of her, and the fluorescence quickly expanded, expanding from a small dot to a huge light and shadow screen. The scenery in the painting screen is poetic, I don't know whose ink painting is blue, but from time to time you can see birds flying from the forest to the sky.

"On the bank of the Fuchun River, on the top of Cangyao Mountain, Zhenlongling!" the woman said the name of the place in the painting, biting her red lip stubbornly, for fear that she would not be able to stop her tears and burst out of her eyes.

In just an instant, the idyllic scenery of Cangyao Mountain changed, rocks rolled on the mountain, the surrounding mountain people fled in panic, and countless weak human races were buried in the ruins of the mud and rocks.

On the True Dragon Ridge, two figures are rising and falling, shuttling between heaven and earth, and if you take a closer look, there are people fighting the law.

I saw these two people, both tall and burly, and powerful. It's just that one of them has a fair face, handsome and profound facial features, but there is a trace of cruelty in his eyes, and the other, with a face as black as carbon, a copper head and an iron forehead, actually gives birth to eight arms.

The two raised their hands and waved their arms, flying sand and rocks, lightning and thunder, and with the power of gods and men, this majestic mountain was shaking. The tigers and lions on the mountain were affected by this formation, and they all lost their former majesty and fled down the mountain as if they were desperate.

Their fight is three days, and it is still difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.

The man in white looked even more eager to win, and when the eight-armed strange man turned around, he quietly took out a small golden bow from his sleeve.

"Break the Yuan Bow!" exclaimed the woman who had been standing in front of the picture screen watching the battle, but she was blocked by the screen and couldn't make a move.

At the critical moment, I heard a burst of singing from the mountain, which sang, "The mountain has a soul, the water has a spirit, the clouds are in the sky, and the trees are in the forest." Heaven and earth are tolerant of people's hearts, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the roads are uneven. Looking at the world, looking at the world, right and wrong are free, and I walk alone. ”

This song is clear and graceful, like a heavenly sound, and it comes from afar, so that the restless mountains have a moment of tranquility.

The two of them were moved by the singing, paused the fighting, and looked at the road, and saw a cow appear on the mountain road at some point, and the strange thing is that the cow was snow-white, and on the back of the cow was a shepherd boy in Tsing Yi who was about twelve or thirteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth. She had her hair combed through her head, and two thin pigtails protruded from under the bun and hung down to her shoulders.

"That'...... Thousands of years ago, the little orphan girl in the mountains, Tong'er ......" The woman turned from sadness to joy, smiled, and continued to watch.