"Ling'er, give one to Prince Xuan. After all, he was the one who started the fight." Mu Qiyu sighed, his sister is really heartless. But this is not bad, as she no longer has to worry about her being sad for Prince Xuan.
"Why should the feather things be given to Prince Xuan?" Mo Ran was anxious.
Bei Ling pulled Mo Ran's sleeve to signal her ears to come over. After biting her ears for a while, Mo Ran suddenly smiled, took the pills from Bei Ling's hand and walked to Prince Xuan: "Here, here you go."
Gong Yanke took the pill and stared at it for a while before swallowing it. Suddenly, he felt his spiritual energy surge, his limbs became lighter, and the wounds on his face no longer existed. He was overjoyed. His eyes looking at Bei Ling became even more intense.
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Mu Beiqing glanced at Bei Ling and said nothing.
Everyone walked for a while, finally saw a bright light, and continued walking forward.
Not long after, they came out of the passage, and the sight in front of them made everyone cheer.
Birds are singing, flowers are fragrant, birds are chirping, spring water is splashing and cooling, the trees are lush, the grass is luxuriant, and it is full of vitality and prosperity.
However, everyone's joy was not over yet. In the blink of an eye, the scenery changed again.
At this moment, what was once full of vitality is now a scene of depression and withering. The flowers are withered, the leaves are yellow, the sounds of people and birds are loud, and snowflakes are floating in the air. The snow is scattered on the branches, and there is a chill.
It makes people shiver.
"This is the first layer of the imperial mausoleum, the flow layer?" Bei Ling looked at the changing scenery around him and became more sure of his thoughts.
Mo Ran looked at the scene in front of him, his hands and feet were cold and he tightly grasped Feng Li's sleeves: "Hey, you are a grown man and you are not afraid of the cold, right? Come on, let me warm your hands."
Feng Li was startled, and a very strange feeling emerged from his heart. Looking at the little hands tumbling in his sleeves, his face turned red and he said nothing.
"Ling'er, it seems that the scenery here changes with spring, summer, autumn and winter. The scenery should not change, so we can go." Mu Qiyu walked to Bei Ling and whispered.
"Wait a minute, brother." Beiling thought for a moment and then said, "Qin'er, lend me your hairpin."
Yun Ziqin was very obedient and took a hairpin from her head. Anyway, she had many hairpins, so missing one would not cause any problem.
Beiling took the hairpin and threw it towards the scene. In an instant, the scene changed again, and the scenery was also constantly changing.
This time it caused quite a stir.
"What should I do? Even this scenery changes instantly. If I'm not careful, won't I die without a burial place?"
"Yes, yes, this imperial mausoleum is really ever-changing."
"Then what should we do?"
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"Everyone, please be quiet. I believe that as long as you work hard, you will be able to get through it!" At this time, Prince Xuan stood up and spoke.
Bei Ling curled her lips and muttered: "I only know Mandarin. If I don't come back to learn some real skills."
Then he glanced at Mo Ran who said nothing: "Ranfang, what do you think?"
Mo Ran rolled his eyes at her, stretched out his little hand from Feng Li's sleeve, looked at Kuaqin very seriously, and said: "Qinqin, what do you think?"
"Huh?" Yun Ziqin was stunned for a moment when asked, then blushed and said softly: "As for the flow layer... this... this... that... Feng Li, what do you think?
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"The reason why the flow layer is a flow layer is because it is a layer of flow. The scene is ever-changing, and if you make a wrong move, it will be a wrong move. Just like playing chess, if one of the white stones makes a mistake, then all white stones will be lost.
I lost." Bi Hua, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.
"Oh~ So you have any magic tricks for solving chess?" Gong Yanke immediately spoke after hearing this.
"Prince Xuan, this is just nonsense, how can you take it seriously?" Prince Mu Qinan said indifferently, but his eyes kept staring at the strokes.
Bi Hua ignored Mu Qinan's gaze, and a cold and distant voice floated out of his mouth: "What His Highness the Crown Prince said is that I really don't have any solution." He said no more words.
Chapter completed!