When those people were shocked by Shangguan Lan's changes and were struggling with whether they should hand over what she wanted, a figure passed through the beam of light.

The fluorescent light on the body and the destructive power contained in the beam cancel each other and gradually melted away.

When his figure appeared hazy, the gate of the castle quietly opened and closed without everyone reacting.

"Who is he? Where did he come from? How did he open the door? Find you guys!"

"No need to look for it. How could you and mortals know how to open the door? Just hand over the treasure quickly. I am merciful and risking my life to save you!" Shangguan Lan spread her hands, as if she had not noticed the figure at all.

Only Shangguan Yun, who had been standing behind her, could see that her other hand was already clenched.

A light flashed in Shangguan Yun's eyes, and he lowered his head again, regaining his taciturn character.

Outside the castle, Yue said in a few words. The bandit Lan taught him to take advantage of the situation to rob, but inside the castle there was a pure land.

Everyone believes that the inside of the castle must be made of pitch-black marble, with stairs of the same color, and then a stair wall inlaid with various gems. The castle will have countless layers, each layer either with antique decorations or with mysterious patterns, or with top elixirs, weapons that scatter the world, or lost formations, or other rare objects.

However, only those who enter the castle know that all guesses are wrong.

This is a peaceful paradise, far away from all the hustle and bustle of the world.

Wooden houses, bamboo rafts, small bridges, flowing water, birds singing, flowers and fragrance, trees shading, the castle is surrounded by a stream, the stream is clear and fish jump out of the water from time to time.

A small stool was placed by the stream, with a fishing rod and a fish basket on it.

A fan of oil paper coated with ink paintings was suspended on the stool, and the fishing rod kept shaking, and fresh fish were inserted into the bamboo basket.

There are no people here, but it seems that there are people everywhere.

Except one place! The one blocked by the ban!

There was no sign of any human being there.

Jimo walked across the bridge and passed through the sea of ​​flowers and trees, stood in this place, looked at the closed bamboo door a few times, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light shone through his eyes like flowing water, disappearing from the corners of his eyes.

He pondered for a moment, finally stretched out his hand, and his fingers slowly penetrated into the barrier, but was quickly squeezed out.

It seems that the time is not yet available!

He spread his palms and looked at the bamboo house near him. He walked to the oil paper fan with regret, grabbed the fishing rod, and started fishing.

It seemed like a breeze was slipping past him, lifting up his hair like ink, and his temples covered the fleeting smile on his lips.

When he just turned his back, the bamboo house seemed to be attacked by some kind of force, and it was shaken for a long time before it returned to normal.

But through a floor of doors, the breeze outside was so cool, but the fire inside was like a song.

There is only one bed woven from green bamboo in the bamboo house, and there are two lingering figures on the bed. The lingering feeling seems to be to integrate the soul into one.

The cold man who seemed to be a banished immortal had already turned into a pool of spring water in his arms.
Chapter completed!