Ruan Ling supported the fifth day of the lunar month and followed Qin Jingrong to the underworld.

She had never been to the underworld before.

In the past, she was just a small land where she lived leisurely among mortals, and she didn't think about getting involved in the underworld.

In her imagination, the underworld should be dark and gloomy, with ghosts floating everywhere.

However, when she really came, she realized that the underworld was much cleaner and quieter than outside.

Although there is no sunshine or flowers, plants and trees, there are also pavilions, towers, exquisite houses and courtyards.

There are even small bridges and flowing water.

It is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

It's just that there is no vitality.

Standing here, there is no wind, and you cannot feel the passage of time.

The underworld is a special space independent of heaven and earth.

Ruan Ling stood behind Qin Jingrong and whispered: "Sir, this place is so weird."

Qin Jingrong said: "The time flows here is much slower than that in the world."

"In other words, if I stay here forever, I wouldn't have gotten older?" Ruan Ling asked.

"In theory, that's the case." Qin Jingrong said, "But you are a earth immortal, are you still worried about old age?"

The other people also looked indifferent.

Ruan Ling stopped talking.

On the way, I met other city gods, and they also led their land gods to the gate of Fengdu.

On the road, Ruan Ling saw a beautiful river emitting silver light, and there was a curved bridge above it, which was extremely beautiful and dreamy.

"Where is that?" she asked the fifth day of the New Year.

Chu Wu smiled and said, "It's really the first time Sister Ruan has been here. Do you even know about Naihe Bridge?"

Ruan Ling said softly.

Naihe Bridge.

It turns out that this is the famous Naihe Bridge in folk legends.

It's so beautiful and dreamy.

"I really want to go over and take a look." She said.

"Not anyone can pass that bridge." Gan Die said lazily.

Lian Cheng turned around and looked at her gloomyly, and whispered: "When you become my defeated general, you can go and take a look."

Ruan Ling raised the palm of his right hand to him, placed it on his neck, and made a throat-cutting action.

Lian Cheng glared at her fiercely and turned around.

Jun Wu whispered: "Sister Ruan, do you have a big grudge against Brother Lian?"

"No. It's your big brother who is petty."

"Although Brother Lian is a little bit petty, he is still a good person." said the fifth day of the lunar month.

Seeing that she had recovered from her previous vigor, Ruan Ling smiled and said, "You have strong recovery ability."

The little face of the fifth day of the Chuwu Dynasty turned red: "Because my mother is a ginseng plant."

"Is that so? You are a half demon? Then where did you come from this divine character?"

"What my father left for me." She smiled innocently.

"So that's how it is." Ruan Ling nodded.

She is a bit similar to the origin of the divine nature of the fifth day of the first lunar month.

It's all given by others.

Such a land god will inevitably be weaker.

This is more and more people following behind, and hundreds of people have gathered at the gate of Fengdu.

Some people are still coming.

Ruan Ling turned around and looked at the huge team of land gods, and felt a little moved.

How prosperous the world of gods was once.

There are many immortals gathering, and even the number of land gods is so numerous.

In her era, she died in the end, and she was the only one left.

Will these energetic land gods expect their end at this moment?
Chapter completed!