The strongest chief

Chapter 47 The Second Floor of the Tomb

The scorching sun shines on the earth, thousands of rivers and mountains are lush, and thousands of miles in the blue sky are surrounded by white clouds, which seems to be illusory. It seems that autumn is high and refreshing, and it seems that spring is full of spring, giving people a sense of illusion like entering a fairyland.

A clear stream flows slowly around the winding mountain, making a tinkling green sound. The ground is full of grass and flowers. Far away, the landscape is beautiful and beautiful.

The source of the clear stream is a pool. A cluster of waterfalls are like training, sprinkled a silver light, flying straight down from the kilometer-high cliff, straight into the pool, splashing a large area of white fog, the water mist at the entrance of the waterfall, and a large area of water splashes blooms to its heart's content, which is so beautiful.

The fish in the pool are carefree, gently swinging their graceful postures, playing with each other and spitting bubbles. Sometimes a brave man jumped out of the water and breathed the air outside the water.

But it splashed into the water again, sparkling blue. The flash flashed along the surface of the water and spread straight to the distant unknown!

On the grass next to the pool, a ** figure of his body lay quietly on the grass. Looking at it, it seemed to have rushed out of the water. His whole body was wet, and his dark hair was sticking together and scattered on his head. The whole body exudes a dreamlike luster. The bright sun shone on him, which was even more hazy.

This person is Kowloon!

After rubbing the hazy sleepy eyes, Jiulong suddenly woke up and brushed! He suddenly sat up and looked around. The distant mountains and near waters were as blue. Jiulong couldn't believe that this place was like a landscape painting!

It is the distant mountains, surrounded by clouds and fog; the water is clear, and the bottom of the pool can be seen!

Looking around at the sky, the sun is scorching above the sky, and the white clouds are floating in the blue sky, which can be called a fairyland!

Looking at this beautiful paradise, Kowloon has no joy, but only infinite melancholy and endless confusion.

"What kind of scene is this!"

Looking at his ** body, Jiulong was embarrassed again. Since entering this strange ancient tomb, he has not worn clothes at all, and running naked has almost become his patent!

According to his previous life experience, Jiulong got up, found a dense grassland, picked some leaves and green grass, casually weaved a grass curtain, and tied it around his waist, which is also the completion of equipment. Then he carried the amethyst unicorn blade, and Jiulong began to observe the world here.

The ground is full of flowers, emitting infinite beautiful spring light. Beautiful flowers and butterflies are flying around, dancing, and the little bees are buzzing and busy with their work. Beautiful birds soar in the sky, so free!

This scene is really unique and beautiful, but I don't know what kind of danger is hidden in this beautiful flowers and plants.

Walking on the soft grass, Jiulong's heart is quiet. This is indeed a paradise. If you can die here, you will never forget to be a person!

Mountains and flowing water, birds return to the forest, nothing is beautiful! Only those who lack what they miss really have a sense of desolation that is hard to find!

Gradually, Jiulong found the strangeness of this region. Everything here was exhausted in pairs, a pair of butterflies, a pair of flowers, a pair of bees, a pair of swimming fish... It's really strange!

In the distance, the beautiful flower field exudes charming beauty. I can't help but enter the flower field. The flowers and plants here are really strange. Although they are the same kind of flowers, they are different colors, red, blue, green, pink, all kinds of strange and purple. Yanhong, diffuses infinite beauty!

What's more strange is that some of them sleep like couples, but some are independent of the world, like proud little princesses, blooming her enchantingly, and other flowers and plants are exhausted around it, as if they are pleasing each other, attracting the attention of the 'little princess' with their greatest charm.

It is the same as the human pursuit of beauty!

It is more intertwined, like a lingering couple, snuggled together, happy and harmonious.

It is also extremely sad. The two flowers are far away from each other, but the branches are intertwined, and no other flowers and plants are close to each other. They seem to be separated couples, but the lotus root is broken, and the love is unbroken!

It's really strange and has a lot of postures.

"This flower field is like a world, and the flowers are people in the world. They are all emotional experts, and they are exactly the same as the feelings in life, 'sadness, joy, separation and harmony'!" Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, all!"

Walking among the flowers, Jiulong not only pityed, but also looked at the strange and enchanting posture, and there was an incompetent melancholy in Jiulong's heart,... Mesomea, where are you?

Thinking of Mesomea, Jiulong suddenly felt dizzy and unable to extricate himself. He seemed to be on the edge of extreme pain, and his heart was faintly painful.

Jiulong smiled and felt sad in his heart, but the pain became more and more serious. It was not the pain of the body or the pain of the soul. It seemed to be the melancholy and inexplicable pain in the bottom of his heart, "Acacia?" A trace of thought flashed away!

The pain of breaking his liver and intestines made him more uncomfortable, intoxicated and dreamlike. Gradually, Jiulong's thoughts were a little disordered. His sleepy eyes were hazy, and a piece of red appeared on his face. It seemed to be a girl's shy face, but it appeared strangely on the face of a big man.

"Are you drunk? What a strange feeling!" Jiulong muttered to himself, as if he was trapped in a swamp. In a trance, he saw that the flowers here were alive.

They have all turned into realistic people, including shy beautiful girls, handsome boys with jade trees, happy men and women who flirt with each other, couples who help each other, and crazy men and women with family discord...

In a word, life is hard to say!

Kowloon was drunk and the flower field disappeared, but there were bursts of girls' laughter...

On a stream not far away, on a small and delicate boat full of green vines, about five or six petite girls sang a beautiful song softly:

"The crazy girl picks lotus by the autumn water, with narrow sleeves and light..., she plants flowers like a face, and her heart is only for silk chaos. ..., the fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and I don't see you when you come."

It's just a song. The breeze brushed my face, and the girl's laughter came, followed by another song, "The wind and moon are merciless, and the old tour is like a dream...!"

The giggle went away, and everything returned to calm! Jiulong looked at the faraway boat and couldn't help sighing in his heart, "Little girl, childlike innocence, where he knows that 'the wind and moon are no lovers, and the old wandering is like a dream!' The bitterness and empty intestines are broken! The lovesickness and melancholy are completely puzzled, but there is nothing funny!"

On the green grass, Jiulong lay quietly, but I don't know when a beautiful figure floated in the air. She was wearing a long turquoise skirt. Her face was extremely beautiful and exquisite. She had a pair of pointed ears, long green hair, and a pair of beautiful feathers on her back. The wings patted gently, and there was a circle of flushed light on his face.

"What a beautiful dream..."

The woman muttered to herself and penetrated the dream of Kowloon.

Looking at Kowloon's intoxicated sleepy eyes, the woman sighed again, "Poor idiot is so deeply in love... Deep in love, lingering, and walked into the 'hundred phantom flowers' again. Don't you know that the other name of this 'hundred phantom flowers' is 'Love Flower'!"

"Love flowers are poisonous, and he is hopeless! ...Is this just right? Love silk is the best tonic for the elves! And..." Speaking of this, somehow, two pieces of red appeared on her face, and I don't know whether she was excited or shy!