Chapter 713
Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince's Black Belly Wife
"If you come, you can't go back empty handed." A hundred miles flow Mo a bite teeth, not reconciled to say. He wanted to lift his feet and take a step forward, but the heartrending sadness made him stop, pull her, and subconsciously step back. This threat made him very uncomfortable.
"No way, we have no way to get close to it. No matter whether the North Star ink Pavilion is really in it, we have no way." Cold night Tong clenched his hand, said faintly, squinting his eyes to think, pause, said, "I guess North Chen Mo Xuan should not be here, you think, we both have this feeling, North Chen Mo Xuan should not have no feeling, his strength should not be strong to that kind of ground step. If he's really in there, I'm afraid he won't have any combat effectiveness now. "
Not waiting for a hundred miles Liu Mo to talk, the sky once again blowing a strong wind, he subconsciously will protect her in his arms, one hand to protect her head, slightly narrowed eyes, alert to the surrounding situation. When the wind blows away, the scenery around becomes different again. The temple is still the temple, but it is not enough. There is no desolation around the temple. The dense branches and leaves and the green tender grass are clear. It is late at night, but the sky is still as bright as the day. All these changes are so fast and weird that people are at a loss.
"That feeling is gone." Cold night pupil but touch his chest, any uncomfortable feeling has disappeared, doubt raised his head to look at him, looking around the landscape, vigilant said, "we seem to come to another space, is similar to the nine Li fantasy space."
"Well, Xiaohei and Xiaohong are gone, too." Bai li Liu Mo said faintly, and his voice dropped. The cold night pupil looked at the position where Xiaohei and Xiaohong should have been. At this time, they had disappeared. Instead, several harmless white rabbits were playing and chasing on the grass.
"Go in and have a look. You can't find a way out here." Thinking for a moment, she said faintly. He nodded gently and clenched her hand. The two of them took each step carefully. The closer we got to the temple, the faster their hearts would beat, and their own sense of vigilance exploded. Every step was so cautious.
Gently pushing open the old gate of the temple, the "creaky" voice told them the age of its armor. When the door was pushed open, there was a burst of dust. Both of them held their breath and covered their mouth and nose with their hands. No matter whether the dust is dangerous or not, it is always right to be cautious.
The scene in the temple surprised the two people. There was no imaginary dilapidation. The temple seemed to be the same temple in those years. The green willows were in the shade, the grass was spreading, the walls were covered with creepers, and the birds were singing in the branches. It was a beautiful and peaceful picture, except for no one.
They looked at each other, nodded, raised their feet and walked into the temple. The temple is still in the memory of Germany, and the willow is still in the memory. It seems to be stronger than the memory. "Hua Hua" heard the sound of running water in her ear. She walked past with her memory. It was still the rockery or the small lake. Everything had not changed except this strange silence.
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