Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 1675 Mutation 1
The gate of the Golden Palace seemed to be pulled back slowly by a pair of invisible palms, and gradually opened in front of everyone.

Jiang Nai held the wet bouquet of small yellow flowers in one hand, feeling quite hot, her little face was still a little dazed.

He raised his eyes to meet the eyes of the crowd, and closed his mouth silently.

Just... I don't know what to say.

Obviously this palace has nothing to do with Nai, but in the eyes of others, it seems to be inextricably linked...

"Xiao Nai, the door is open!" Fatty couldn't hide his excitement and rushed to her side.

But seeing the golden soldier suddenly draw out the iron sword from his waist, the movement was quite smooth, which startled everyone.

Wen Ye and the others cursed secretly, feeling bad in their hearts.

Xiaopang exclaimed, "Damn it, Xi Zhuo, I was hit by your crow mouth!"

Is this sculpture really alive?

Up and down the steps, the stone sculptures who had been standing still, all pushed the spears in their hands forward an inch in unison, and started to move rumblingly.

Jiang Nai picked up Xiaopang's back collar, dragged the yelling guy, and ran directly to the gate of the Golden Palace, "Let's go!"

A group of fools, what are they all doing there?
If you don't leave at this time, are you waiting to be brushed?
Wen Ye dragged Ning Feng, the two of them followed Jiang Nai and ran into the hall first, and the rest of them also ran quickly, following closely in twos and threes.

After everyone rushed into the hall, they heard a "bang" sound behind them.

No need to look, the gate of the Golden Palace closed heavily.

A light yellow streamer suddenly appeared in front of the eyes, dancing and lighting up the lamp stand in front of the screen wall.

I saw that the originally dark hall was lit up inch by inch under the undulating bright yellow palace lanterns.

Like a withered and yellow picture scroll, a trace of flowing vitality is quietly injected into it.

The long corridors and ancient steps thousands of years ago slowly float in front of you.

The morning bell rose, and a string of palace people walked down the corridor, floating lightly, as if pulling people into a mess of time and space.

"My God." Xi Zhuo muttered to himself.

Scenes in front of the eyes flowed one after another, seemingly real or unreal, and they couldn't help rushing into everyone's eyes.

The feeling of being immersed in it is too real.

Xi Zhuo stretched out his hand to touch, and could almost touch the small face of the punished court lady.

Jiang Nai stood there in a daze, and couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly.

In the ears, the sound of chasing and playing came from afar, and she saw Yuhe, a small figure of Yuhe fluttering the colorful butterflies, galloping back and forth in the imperial garden.

In a blink of an eye, Yu He yelled "Elder Sister" with blood all over his face, and killed himself in front of the battle.

She could only look at her frail and dilapidated body, falling from the high tower, falling, falling, falling...

The anger in Jiang Nai's eyes faded until he couldn't see anything.

Diqing felt something, and when he looked at it in the blink of an eye, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Get out of the way!"

He rushed over and pulled Fatty away.

At the same time, Jiang Nai raised the knife in his hand, and a white light flashed across the top of the chubby head, cutting off a bunch of hair.

Xi Zhuo turned his head to look, and couldn't help being stunned.

"Damn it all!" Jiang Nai held the sleeve knife in his hand, and suddenly rushed towards Leng Qiuhan who was closest to him.

"Get out of the way!" Di Qing shouted sharply.

Leng Qiuhan subconsciously dodged to the side, avoiding Jiang Nai's sharp attack.

"What, what's the matter? Xiao, Xiaonai!!" Xiaopang exclaimed, feeling his heart beating like a drum.

With that knife just now, did Xiao Nai aim at his throat?

"What happened to Xiao Nai?"

(End of this chapter)