Yang Zheng wanted to know very much that although it was almost a possibility of death, Yang Zheng couldn't help but walk to the iron ring. He wanted to see the little girl.

Even if it's bones.

Yang Zheng gently pulled the iron ring. Amid the friction of "Gada Gada", the small door appeared in front of Yang Zheng again.

A scent of corruptness surged out of the small door.

This made Yang Zheng feel very uncomfortable. Although the little girl could not live at all, Yang Zheng still felt sad when facing this fact.

He stepped into the small door, which was not pitch black inside. There were gems of longan-eye inlaid on the wall. Although the light emitted was not bright, it was enough for Yang Zheng's eyesight. This was a long and narrow corridor, and the steps were always upwards, and Yang Zheng stepped onto the steps step by step.

After turning a few turns, a straight path appeared in front of Yang Zheng.

Along the way, there were many rooms.

The wealth inside shocked Yang Zheng, and the room was filled with gold, gems, weapons, medicinal materials, and various precious books.

This must be the vault of this castle.

If these things flow outside, even if they are formed, it would be more than enough to form a country. Unfortunately, Yang Zheng is not that ambitious.

Seeing these wealth, he soon disappeared after his initial surprise.

He kept walking, and he looked back at every room, but there was still no little girl.

Finally, it's time to come.

Yang Zheng advanced the door made of crystal at the end.

A chill rushed over, and Yang Zheng couldn't help but tremble.

The cold air is comparable to a cold storage.

With Yang Zheng's physical fitness, he still couldn't stand it. He tightened his clothes and stood at the door and looked inside.

This is a circular room, quite large, about 100 square meters. The ground is covered with some green bricks and stones, and a thick layer of white powder floats on the bricks and stones. These powders look like ice slags, and they are also like spider silk powder, slowly flowing like running water.

Two pillars like stalactites were in the center of the room. In the center of the pillar was a translucent platform, like ice that had not melted for thousands of years. Through the platform, Yang Zheng seemed to see something faintly inside.

On the ground of the platform, a huge and complex pattern is carved on the ground.

The main composition is a star.

The pattern radiated a faint light, and the structure made Yang Zheng feel a little familiar.

There is nothing else in the whole room except these things.

The blue cold air flowed into the room, exuding an inexplicable and strange smell.

Yang Zheng's lips were trembling with coldness. He rubbed his face hard for a few times and decided to go into the room to take a look.

As he stepped into the room, the powder on the ground spread to both sides. Yang Zheng felt a strange feeling in his heart. He paused and continued to walk forward. However, after a few steps into the room, the sound of the door closing came from behind him.

Yang Zheng turned around quickly, but was a little short of it. The door closed. He rushed to the door and tried hard to open it, but the door did not move at all. With his strength, he could do nothing.

The cold air lingered around Yang Zheng's body, making him worried.

He can't last long in such a room.

He cursed secretly, kept jumping and approaching the platform.

When the things on the platform came into view, Yang Zheng even forgot the cold for a moment. It turned out to be the little girl. She was frozen in this piece of ice, with the thin magic weapon on her chest. The golden stars at the top of the magic weapon were shining, and thin streams of light surged out of the staff, responding to the stars carved on the ground.

The little girl's "body" is well preserved.

Except for the crystal-clear skin, everything is like Yang Zheng’s “dream”, with light blue slightly curly hair. It is as deep as a doll, and the white gauze skirt, she looks like she is sleeping.

Yang Zheng couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

His hands touched the piece of ice that frozen the little girl, and the chilling feeling of the thorny body.

His hands were swimming on the ice. He couldn't touch the little girl, but all of this made Yang Zheng feel amazing.

At least the ending in this way is much better than Yang Zheng imagined.

He bent down and looked at the little girl's delicate body carefully. It was so real. He felt that she was still alive.

Yang Zheng's eyes were very gentle. Such a cute little angel, even in his sleep, was right. He would rather believe that she was just asleep...

Just as Yang Zheng withdrew his hand, he suddenly.

The cold air in the whole room was rolling up, and the white mist silk on the ground flew in the air. The magic wand on the little girl's chest emitted a more dazzling light. Manyan was constantly with the hexagram pattern on the ground. Yang Zheng took a few steps back in surprise. The cold air continued to rotate, and finally condensed into a smoke-like person floating in the air.

The body of this "person" is a cloud of smoke.

As her facial features gradually became clearer.

Yang Zheng made a surprised voice. She turned out to be the mother of the little girl in the "dream", the mage who finally used all her energy to explode herself.

Although the miserable green smoke made her face no longer as soft as before, but instead had a slight scent.

But Yang Zheng can still recognize her.

The noble temperament of her body will not change, and the coldness and gorgeous decadence appear and disappear in this smoke.

This smoke is like a noble queen.

"Stranger...I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Wait... Wait for me," Yang Zheng suppressed his inner shock. Out of his favorable impression of the family of three in his dream, Yang Zheng did not feel as if he was facing a great enemy.

There were sounds of different rhythms in the smoke: "To be precise, it is someone who was guided by the Thousand Lights Treasure Mirror to break into the Lost Castle and see us..."

The Thousand Light Treasure Mirror? Yang Zheng subconsciously looked at the Magic Mirror, and his heart was more confused than worry.

He had long seen the connection between the Magic Mirror and the castle. The magic Mirror was in the strange illusion just now. Now he just wanted to understand what was going on.

"Who are you? What was going on in that war?"

Hearing the war, the face of Smoky Woman appeared with an extremely painful expression, and her voice suddenly became excited and full of violence: "That is the evil sea clan. They have destroyed the civilization. We are just a small part of this civilization, the Principality of Penris."

The cold air around was circling violently because of the fuzzy woman's anger, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees. When she saw a painful look on Yang Zheng's face, the fuzzy woman gradually calmed down, and her voice seemed full of sadness: "Sorry, I'm so excited."

Yang Zheng shook his head and said it was okay.

"The Principality of Penris?" At the same time, he was also thinking about Fu secretly, but had no impression.

There are many countries on the Blue Wind Continent, maybe it is just a small country he has never heard of.

"Can you say more details?" Yang Zheng wanted to know more.

"Stranger, there are too many stories here, I can't tell you more. History records all this. You can go to the next door to read those books later. The Principality of Penris preserves the most complete continental calendar and a disappearing civilization. However, I can tell you one thing, the sea tribe has appeared again! The elves in your mouth are robbed by them."

"What?" Yang Zheng could no longer remain calm, and then he took a deep breath: "How do you know?"

The Smoky Woman suddenly waved her hand, and the magic mirror in Yang Zheng's arms was pulled away by a suction force and was suspended in front of the Smoky Woman.

"The Thousand Lights Mirror can retain images, and it was once a gift from the Magic Emperor Yulisan. It has unpredictable power, and even because of it, my soul can transform into the witch of Frost. So I can feel everything the Magic Mirror feels, and I rely on it to feel the changes in the outside world.

I know why the elves disappeared..." The white flame in the Frost Witch's eyes, then the Thousand Light Treasure Mirror vibrated, and then a shadow screen shot out from the Treasure Mirror, and everything around him changed. Yang Zheng was just as he felt in the hall just now, but now it has become a magical archipelago... a magical archipelago that has not been destroyed!

Giant trees, flowers, fountains, sculptures, elves!

Everything was like a demon I imagined, but... the nightmare came quickly, and the earth shook slightly, and an extremely fearful light appeared on the elves' faces.

On the coastline, there is a tide of black beasts!

Countless fishmen rushed over like tides, rolling over the magical archipelago, flowers, giant trees, fountains... Any beauty that exists is instantly destroyed. The fishmen are like locusts that devour everything, causing a civilization to wither. They swept the land afterwards into the magical archipelago that Yang Zheng had seen, dark, dead, without any breath, as if the inorganic world that had just been formed in ancient times.

The elves were resisted by the fishman on their shoulders and disappeared on the sea.

No one can see how they come. Where they disappeared again...

Yang Zheng was sweating coldly. He felt more intuitively that the terrifying celestial man was, and the elves' magic and magic arrows were fragile in front of the elves. What a terrible monster this is.

The light curtain was shrinking, and the magic mirror returned to its original appearance. The witch of Frost waved her hand and the magic mirror returned to Yang Zhengdi's hand.

"How did these monsters come from?" Yang Zheng's expression was full of fear and anger. He could not be afraid of death, but he could not calm down at this violent force that could completely destroy the world. For a moment, countless thoughts turned to his mind.

"I don't know where they come from, just like they certainly destroyed the entire Sad civilization. They seem to have no desire at all, but just destruction and killing ground machines. After the fishman destroyed the world, they disappeared out of thin air. I can't understand their behavior at all. They are not for fame, for profit, for territory, and have wisdom. Can you imagine such a terrible existence?" The Frost Witch was also full of fear after being angry.

Yang Zheng was silent and the witch of Frost was quietly floating in the air. Neither of them seemed to have escaped from the shock just now.

"I won't mention this for the time being," a long time later, Yang Zheng turned the topic: "Can you tell me who you are?"

The smoke girl laughed: "I can tell you these things, I am the wife of the Samantha Emperor of the Principality of Penris, and the Magic Queen Vicky. The world of magic is profound and unpredictable. Since you also know how I died, you should see that I was decomposed by magic energy in the end. Originally, I had the determination to die together. Those ugly sea tribes killed my husband, and I no longer had the belief to survive, but I still have a child... Look, my baby Michelle, she is so cute, I can't let her go, in magic

When the quantity decomposed me, my spiritual origin was preserved... You know, the spiritual power of a magician is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Although I am not a necromancer who specializes in soul science, I still have an interest in soul science... The anger of my death wrapped around my spiritual origin. I gave up my original belief and became the witch of Frost, because only the witch of Frost can allow my children to preserve their bodies for a long time. You see, the Principality of Penris has been destroyed for 10,000 years, but my children are still alive."

"Ten thousand years!!" This is definitely beyond Yang Zheng's imagination.

He originally thought that this was at most several hundred years of history, but he did not expect that the history of this castle had exceeded 10,000 years.

It is impossible. How could a castle worth ten thousand years old be preserved so completely? Although the weathering traces are very serious, Yang Zheng, who has rich archaeological experience, judged that these buildings can definitely turn the castle into powder for up to a few hundred years or ten thousand years, and turn all the skeleton swords inside into fossils.

Moreover, what puzzled him the most was that the recorded historical process of the Blue Wind Continent was not so long.

After ten thousand years, he absolutely doubted whether there were fully evolved humans in this continent.

"You don't have to doubt," said Vicky, the Frost Witch, lightly: "Now the mainland civilization has been re-established, and the civilization I exist has long been destroyed."

"You mean, you are the disappearing civilizations and the indigenous peoples of the Blue Wind Continent in the past?" Yang Zheng was deeply shocked and was more afraid of a terrible idea that suddenly appeared.

"So that's it."
To be continued...