Shui Ling'er thought as she ran, thinking of Xi Mutong, she was more motivated, and rushed forward like the wind under her feet, hoping to hurry to the end of her heart, and then she could meet his aunt there. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But no matter how much he chased, he couldn't get as fast as the flying arrows, but fortunately the arrow guide had no intention of throwing him off, and every time he ran out of a section, he was afraid that he would not be able to keep up, and he would stop and twist the tip of the arrow at him, as if he was grimacing.

He was angry, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it. When I ran down breathlessly, I was shocked to find that the buildings and valleys on the side of the road began to disillusion one after another like bubbles.

When the last building disappeared, he was greeted by a wild landscape.

At this time, he felt that his feet were soft, and he suddenly felt strange, and secretly wondered how the hard red bricks could suddenly become soft? Hurriedly looked down, and found that for some reason, the red brick road was gone, and at this time, the place where he stepped on was a piece of mud with no grass and a blood-red color.

The land was blood-colored, but from time to time something could be seen on either side, glowing white in the bleak daylight.

He felt cowardly in his heart, and asked himself: "The atmosphere here is gloomy and the scenery is desolate, is that white air from the white bones of the dead? If I am walking on the path of my aunt's heart, why is all this so different from the beauty of her virtual realm?"

He hesitated to slow down to check the white air, but the arrow guide stuck to its four-word principle: You are not allowed to go!

He reluctantly followed it forward, and saw from a distance that a lake seemed to appear in front of him.

Since there was a lake in front of him, it was impossible not to cross the lake, and he looked at the arrows with a dark face, and his eyes seemed to ask and demonstrate.

Brother Arrow not only didn't embarrass him again this time, but also spoke: "Shui Ling'er, although you haven't reached the end of this mental path, you have arrived at the place where you are waiting for him. My mission is complete, you and I will say goodbye, there will be a period later!" After that, he twisted his thin white body again, and then made a "pop" explosion sound, which shattered like a blister, and was never seen again.

"Don't, Brother Arrow, Ling'er still has something to ask, please don't leave so soon!" he stretched out his arms and tried to grab it, but only caught a handful of fine powder.

"Don't leave me alone so quickly! Ling'er is wrong, I shouldn't annoy you, can't I admit my mistake to you? At least please tell me, who is the person I am waiting for, is it my aunt? Since this is not the end of the road of the heart, where is the end of the road?"

He asked loudly into the air, but he couldn't hear anything but his own voice.

He had to give up his attempt and walk to the lake in disappointment. Now, wherever he wanted to go, there would be no more arrow guides to stop him, and he was a little unaccustomed to the freedom he had been hoping for.

However, the nostalgia for the arrow guide was soon dispelled by the strange water of the lake - the water in the lake that appeared in front of him was actually thick with blood.

When he saw that the lake was bloody, the shore of the lake shook slightly, and then it melted away, and the lake suddenly became wide and boundless, and the bright red water reflected in the sky, and the originally bleak sky was also reflected in a bloody color.

"This ...... What is going on? It looks like a calm lake, but it is filled with blood instead of water!"

He stared at the lake in disbelief, wondering if he should throw out his sword, step across the lake of blood, and continue to walk forward. If he goes any further, he will probably reach the end of his mental path, right? However, the arrow seemed to remind him of who he wanted to wait for here......

was hesitating, but he heard a heavenly voice behind him: "Water bell, you are finally here!"

This voice is so familiar! Could it be the person I've been looking for?

Shui Ling'er was stunned, and he didn't dare to turn around, for fear that all this was just a strange dream he had, and when he turned around, he would wake up and let the man fly away.

But when a hand softly put on his shoulder and pulled him over, the incomparably beautiful face of the Son of Heaven really appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Feather--"

Shui Ling'er called out in a daze, and only then could he be sure that he was not dreaming, and his appearance was real.

The Son of Desolation looked at him lovingly, his eyes full of joy. His cheeks were still slightly sickly flushed, and he couldn't help coughing lightly twice because he was so happy.

"Sir, are you feeling unwell?" asked Shui Ling'er with concern.

Goodbye Yu Feng, he was also happy and excited in his heart, but during this time, he had experienced too many tribulations, and his ancestors and aunts were missing, so it was difficult for the joy to stay in his heart for a long time. (To be continued.) )