At this time, the little fish was so anxious that it jumped three feet high.

"The door is about to close! Mr. Zhao, I have to leave first. You, you, you... take my blood and leave later... It's over, I have to leave quickly."

The little girl threw a small porcelain vase towards Zhao Rong and panicked when she saw the bright moon in the sky whose light was gradually dimming.

Zhao Rong took it and looked down.

"Woooooooooo, door! Door! Just wait for me, door, but don't pull me down..."

Xiaoyu stamped her feet anxiously and ignored Zhao Rong. She quickly waved her sleeves and a handkerchief flew out from her sleeves and circled around the soles of her feet.

There was a mighty wind rising from the feet, and the handkerchief, which seemed like a flying magic weapon, carried the little fish to the bright moon in the sky that was full of emotions and just wanted to close the door.

In the Monk Haoran Realm, flying requires the use of foreign objects.

Only when the small world inside the body and the big world outside the body are connected and harmonious can one fly in the wind freely and escape from external objects.

This is what Taoism calls the debate between the husband taking advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth and controlling the six qi.

And the so-called six qi, 'yin and yang, wind, rain, and darkness', also involve the practice method of Tianzhi realm...

At this time, the little fish probably wished that he could immediately reach the realm of heaven and fly up in a whoosh, instead of buzzing and flying slowly like a little bee.

It seemed that the speed of flying on the wind handkerchief was a bit slow. A group of little girls panicked in the air like puppies pawing through water. They spun their two thin arms and stretched out two circle-like arms on the left and right.

Afterimage...

It seems like you can fly faster by cutting the air like this.

It’s another one of the three major delusions in life that a little girl has besides ‘I can do it’.

Zhao Rong: "......"

Finally, just when the light of the bright moon shrouding the Crystal Pavilion was about to completely fade away, a little girl threw herself into the Crystal Pavilion in the air with an indescribable gesture.

Her body dimmed with the moonlight, like a distant star in the night sky before dawn. As the morning sun lit up the sky and the earth, her figure shattered into light spots like fireflies.

Scattered around the pavilion.

But just when it was about to completely dissipate, the little girl in the embarrassed pavilion seemed to still raise her head and look around in confusion, like a little marmot, her confused look seemed to be saying, Hey, I came in...

But before she could turn around with a blushing face and wave to Mr. Zhao below, the figure disappeared through the door.

In the crystal pavilion above the suspended ruins, the last ray of moonlight disappeared.

There was only an empty pavilion, and the blue-gold dress with empty sleeves in the pavilion...

Zhao Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the panicked little girl finally rushed in before closing the door.

"Really...it made me sweat for you."

He shook his head and smiled, "Well, it's like this young master going to the school to attend classes."

Zhao Rong withdrew his gaze, turned his back to the calm crystal pavilion, and walked towards the direction of the teleportation hall that Xiaoyu just pointed to.

If nothing else happens.

This unreliable girl must have ascended to the sacred moon palace that people have been dreaming about for thousands of years.

I don’t know...if we’ll see each other again.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and gently shook the small porcelain bottle in his hand. There was a round drop of blood rolling inside.

"She also went to the Moon Palace...Well, I seem to have forgotten to ask Xiaoyu to bring something to say, but...it seems like there is nothing to say."

Until this moment, Zhao Rong still clearly remembers the scene he looked down upon when his soul left:

The woman lying on his chest, biting his throat and drinking blood while laughing.

Her face, lips, eyes and hair were all red.

Only the eyes that were turned up and staring at the young master were bright...

Zhao Rong rubbed his face, put the small porcelain bottle into his sleeve, raised his head, and prepared to walk towards the teleportation hall ahead.

His steps suddenly stopped.

Directly ahead, in his field of vision when he raised his head.

There is a crystal pavilion sitting quietly on the shore of the hot spring. It is surrounded by Jiutianhangong flowers. Inside...

Empty.

However, a second ago, before Zhao Rong raised his head, it was still suspended in the air behind him.

Zhao Rong suddenly turned around.

There was a 'blue-gold fairy dress' standing ten meters behind him.

Wait is wrong.

It should be said that it was a transparent woman wearing a blue-gold fairy skirt, standing there quietly.

The fairy skirt is long and floor-length.

Zhao Rong's pupils that reflected this strange scene shrank.

Awe-inspiring.

He immediately took a step back.

The transparent woman in the blue-gold fairy skirt took a step forward.

Zhao Rong turned left again and silently moved three steps.

The transparent woman in the blue-gold fairy skirt was quiet, then took a step forward, and at the same time turned sideways to adjust.

Still facing him head-on.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt a surge of fear in his heart.

It or she is alive.

It's not a floating dead dress.

In short, it seems to be a transparent creature that Zhao Rong cannot see!

It has spirit.

His mood was turbulent, and he tried to keep his face calm, his eyes drooping slightly.

Stare at the flowing skirt of the transparent woman with a spirit.

Zhao Rong subconsciously avoided looking at its upper body, because the position of its head was empty from his perspective at this moment.

And Zhao Rong's intuition vaguely told him that it was watching him intently!

The dark sealed space of the cave, the lost and dilapidated ancient ruins, the crystal pavilion surrounded by the flowers of the moon, and the transparent woman with no visible head...

Facing this scene, no matter who Rao is, no matter how strong his psychological quality is, he may be a little unable to withstand it.

So he still lowered his eyes.

At this moment, in front of the Crystal Pavilion.

The air became silent.

A handsome black-haired scholar in white clothes, and a transparent woman of unknown origin wearing a blue-gold fairy skirt.

Two creatures, facing each other.

The atmosphere is quiet and eerie.

Zhao Rong didn't speak, and neither did the transparent woman.

The former's eyes were staring at the latter's skirt without blinking, as if he was afraid that if he blinked, the transparent woman would disappear again, or suddenly approach.

Zhao Rong didn't know when he got up, but he was already covered in cold sweat, and the white clothes on his back were soaked.

The cold wind from the distant sin abyss blew all the way to the center of this ruined ancient city. The autumn wind in the abyss was still bone-chilling. At this time, big thorns penetrated from the back of his neck into his sweat-soaked back.

Inside the clothes, it was as if a large bucket of ice cubes had been poured into the back, and it was stirred wildly, and it was bitingly cold.

Zhao Rong looked calm.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

Time passes minute by minute.

The transparent woman seemed to be watching him carefully, but except for the hem of her skirt that was blown up by the autumn wind, she remained motionless.

Zhao Rong: "......"

During this wasted time, he was already thinking quickly about the reason.

Obviously, this is its home field, because the green-gold fairy dress was hanging in the crystal pavilion just now, and Xiaoyu was not surprised by this before.

So they should all belong to this ruins, or at least have a deep origin.

This is even more difficult. This is someone else's territory.

And he is a foreign intruder.

However, Zhao Rong felt that he had not done anything bad all the way to this ruins, such as stealing other people's things or breaking into the ruins' restrictions.

He is a well-behaved, law-abiding, handsome and polite guest.
To be continued...