It has been April, and it is quite warm during the day in the windless weather, but it is still very cold at night.

Chen Chuan got into the car, turned the volume of the radio a little, took out a cigarette and lit a cigarette. After more than a year of coming here, he became one of the richest men in the world. If he was the youngest rich man, he would be the only one. And there were many things that were incomprehensible to him, and there were puppies. He always suspected that the beast was not a dog at all.

Chen Chuan has been thinking about what happened over the past year. He reached out and took out the pen in his arms. It also had the size of a baby's palm, which was not much larger than a key pen. He could only use the pen at this time and must have the ability he had not discovered. The Jiuzhou Ding looked like an ordinary, rusted copper piece. If it weren't for the scene when the Jiuzhou Ding was born at the forefront, no one would have thought that this small copper piece was actually the legendary Jiuzhou Ding.

He was so impressed with the Jiuzhou Cauldron that he suddenly found that the beautiful mountains and rivers on the cauldron were moving, the trees were shaking, the water was flowing, the purple air in the mountains soared into the sky, the auspicious air was misty in the sky, the auspicious clouds were lingering, and the Taoist lotus was everywhere, and auspicious beasts appeared and played in the sky.

Suddenly, the whiteness in front of him was a little dazzling. Chen Chuan hurriedly closed his eyes, and then his spirit was dazed, feeling that his body had lost its weight and his whole body floated up. This feeling was so wonderful, just like a kind of restraint between heaven and earth was broken by him, and a kind of original power returned to his body, allowing him to clearly feel his strength. With a light slap, a planet could be slapped by him.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked stunned. What is this place? On the top of the mountains, the wind returned and the clouds dispersed. The light golden sunlight cast strands from the lingering clouds, and the purple sky approached the world, as if within reach. An ancient tree like a dragon stood quietly between the sky and the earth, holding a huge umbrella from ancient times. The wind gently shaking the branches, accompanied by the slight whispering of fallen leaves, and the slight creaking sound echoed in the vast time.

Aside him, purple air was lingering, and under his feet was an unknown sea of ​​flowers, snow-white and fine, emitting a fragrance. The deep blue and crystal river in the distance meandered to the endless distance, with gurgling waters, and clear waters connected to the sky. The lushly growing sacred trees penetrated straight into the sky, and the green crowns were lush and lush, so I could occasionally hear the sing of the divine beasts.

Chen Chuan looked around in a daze. Why did he feel familiar with him? It seemed that he had been here. When he saw the misty auspicious air in the east, the auspicious clouds and the Taoist lotus in the sky, he opened his mouth and cursed.

"Fuck, isn't this the beautiful map of mountains and rivers on the Jiuzhou Ding?"

At this time, he found that a corner of the glazed tiles was exposed in the bushes in the distance, just like a golden island. Shenchuan walked over and seemed very close, but he walked for a long time. In front of him, a huge magnificent palace was surrounded by streams, duckweed was everywhere, green and bright, with unicorns jumping and playing on the roof, phoenixes roaring in the sky, and a blue dragon and a white tiger without any hairs fighting each other in the distance. The tiger roared and shook the mountain, and the dragon roared and shook the sky.

The arrival of Chen Chuan suddenly broke the tranquility here. The qilin on the roof no longer jumped and played, the phoenix in the sky no longer showed their love, and the Azure Dragon and White Tiger in the distance also stopped fighting, and all looked at Chen Chuan, an uninvited guest.

Chen Chuan was stared at by these legendary divine beasts, and his heart began to beat, pounding and pounding.

"Hehe, hehe!"

Chen Chuan smiled wryly and clasped his fists: "Dear bosses, my surname is Chen Chuan. I got lost and went into a precious place. There are many disturbances and many disturbances. Let's leave now and leave now. Don't be surprised." After saying that, he slowly retreated, "No need to send him off, say goodbye."

"Ao!" Baihu Yangtian screamed, and Chen Chuan was so scared that he shivered, his legs became weak, and he almost sat on the ground, "Hey, Brother Hu, no, Master Hu, I know you are angry. It's too late, it's not convenient to stay for a long time. I'll see you again if you're destined to do it. Then I'll have some drinks with you."

"Ao!" The white tiger roared again, and a red light appeared in the sky. In the blink of an eye, it was a bird the size of a thumb, with three tail feathers and a fiery red feather, as if burning, only a feather on its head that looked like a crown was golden.

This little guy was less than one meter away from Chen Chuan. His little eyes looked at Chen Chuan curiously, and slowly narrowed his little eyes, as if he was laughing. After a while, he screamed. The sound was crisp and pleasant, and it was hard to believe that it was the sound made by a little bird.

"Chir!" The little guy called out again, and then Chen Chuan heard a loud bang, the ground under his feet trembled, and the mountains in the distance were shaking.

Chen Chuan dug out his ears that were buzzing, then looked up and his eyes suddenly widened. The bronze door of the palace, which was more than ten meters high and had a simple and wild aura, was knocked open by the little bird. It is hard to believe that such a little thing actually has such a terrifying power in his body. He had no doubt that even if he smashed it with that pen, he might not be able to smash the door open.

"Chir...chill!"

The bird kept chirping at him at the door, and Chen Chuan pointed to his nose: "You let me go in with you?"

"Chir!" The bird not only shouted, but also nodded.

Chen Chuan walked towards the gate, with a puppy in front of him, and he was not so surprised by this little bird that knew people's words.

As soon as Chen Chuan stepped into the door, his heart suddenly trembled. The throbbing from the depths of his soul made him look up and saw a bed in the middle of the hall, lying on it, a man and a woman, wearing an ancient yarn skirt, exposed her feet, white skin and redness, and petite and delicate toes.

Looking at the woman, Chen Chuan's heart twitched, and the throbbing in his soul became stronger and stronger. Intuition told him that he knew this woman and was very familiar with her, and should be the person he was closest to. However, there seemed to be a layer of mist on the woman's face, which he could not see clearly. When he was about to walk over and see clearly, his body suddenly tightened, as if he was tied tightly with a rope, and then an irresistible force pulled him out of the hall, and then his eyes turned white again.

"I haven't met someone who is so dead sleeping." Liu Qingya's voice sounded in Chen Chuan's ears, "Hey, stop sleeping, wake up!"

Chen Chuan opened his eyes and saw Liu Qingya staring at him without blinking, her head was only a few centimeters away: "What are you looking at, I'm not dead!"

"Ha!" Liu Qingya smiled and raised her head: "Not only talks in her sleep, but also drools when she sleeps. There is really no one else."
Chapter completed!