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Emperor, I am here to greet you.
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The golden sun sets in the west, the evening clouds gather, and the gorgeous sunset glow burns fiercely in the sky, dyeing half of the layers of clouds with dark gold. The evening drum sounds, and the breeze blows gently. Su Lan is panting as she holds the plate in her hand. Her steps are not steady, and her body can't help but lean forward, and the object in her hand suddenly jumps out of her arms. When she thought that she was holding the extremely noble Lingchuan in her hand, and if she broke it, she would lose her life, she made up her mind, jumped up, and rolled with Lingchuan in her arms, and plunged into the Yaoyitai in the outer court, fell on the threshold, hit her head on the doorpost, and saw stars, but the noble object in her hand fell out of her hand and rolled forward. She looked forward, and her heart suddenly tightened. She rushed forward regardless of everything. If she stretched her head, she would be cut, and if she shrank her head, she would be cut again. It would be better to fight to the death in the end. She sat on the stone steps holding Lingchuan in her arms, feeling terrified. The Zhuxiantai not far away was covered in dust, the ribbon that tied her black hair had fallen off, and her hair was loose. There was blood on her forehead from when she hit the doorpost, which was really embarrassing. Because she was too tired, she couldn't help but close her eyes gently, and the breeze blew gently, and she accidentally fell asleep. She didn't know when she stood on the high platform, and in front of her was a woman in white. At this time, a series of footsteps approached, and the woman suddenly looked back at her white dress, with dark red bloodstains on the corners of her mouth and cheeks, and her long black hair flapping in the wind. Obviously, the distance was too close, but Su Lan couldn't see her face clearly. She glanced at the audience, as if she was looking for someone, her mouth opened and closed, and she didn't know what she was saying. Su Lan seemed to be watching a pantomime. Obviously, she couldn't see the woman's face, and obviously couldn't hear the woman's voice, but she seemed to empathize with her sadness. The woman closed her eyes in disappointment and took a step back. Before Su Lan could open her mouth to remind her, she jumped off the platform. A white blood-stained gauze dress gradually disappeared under the setting sun.
Su Lan woke up suddenly. Having such a weird dream in this gloomy place must have been affected by the resentment that Ziyun Emperor Ji had for hundreds of years. She wanted to leave this weird place - Zhuxian Terrace as soon as possible. Once you enter the Immortal Execution Platform, the gods will be in vain. Even though she had arrived not long ago, she knew that this was a forbidden area that she could not enter casually. If something unfortunate had happened just now, I might have ended up in a state of despair. And in the past few hundred years, the only one who has jumped over the Immortal Killing Platform is Ziyun Emperor Ji from the demon world. This Zhuxian platform is used to kill immortals. If the sin is not serious, it will not be punished with Hunfeiposan. Why did she, the emperor of the demon world, dance with it? No one in the immortal world could escape the fate of being disintegrated. As a demon, did she still think that she could return to the demon world from the Immortal Execution Platform alive? Sulan couldn't help but frown and think about it. This jump made the originally relaxed relationship between the immortal and demon worlds even more tense. It seems that no one except the person involved knows what exactly happened that year. Legend has it that the Emperor Ji was dressed in white and was as beautiful as a flower. She fell in love with the Emperor Jiangling in the fairy world at first sight, making them an enviable couple. Of course, she believes that this has nothing to do with her. The two of them, one is the emperor of the fairy world and the other is the emperor of the demon world, are both admirable figures standing on the top of the clouds. And she was just a little fairy who had just arrived in Jiuchongtian for less than a month. She was probably not even qualified to carry their shoes. The most important thing is that today is the day when Emperor Jiangling chooses his wife. Legend has it that the emperor was seriously injured in the battle to quell the demon world alone, and he spent nearly a hundred years recovering from his injuries in Rutan in Xushan Mountain. A few days ago, when he returned to heaven, the emperor of heaven mentioned to him the matter of getting a wife. Of course, everyone knew that the Emperor of Heaven wanted the Emperor of Jiangling to marry Princess Hexi of Galou.
Su Lan slapped her head. Damn it. Such an important thing was thrown aside by her! She hurriedly looked for Lingchuan, which should have been in her arms, and suddenly found tragically that the noble Lingchuan was actually on her right wrist. She tried to take it off, but Lingchuan shrank tighter and tighter, and it was firmly attached to her skin, as if it wanted to merge with her. What kind of weird thing is this? I can't take it off after putting it on? Damn it, her life is over.
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