Hei Meng husband and wife's son is too pitiful

Chapter 332 The Grand Finale (9)
This is indeed the case, the rain of needles just after a small needle test was completely blocked by the fox fur and fell to the ground.

Confirming that the offensive was over, Ruiling let out a breath, and wanted to turn around to talk to Tiankui, but felt something was wrong.

There is no human breath behind!Just now!He can clearly feel it!
Before he had time to check, a rumbling sound filled his eardrums, and then he felt the ground shaking and the mountains shaking, even if he mobilized his true energy and strode on horseback, his center of gravity was still unstable.

Trying to support his wobbly body, suppressing his anxiety about Tiankui's disappearance, Ruiling observed the changes in the surrounding environment, but found that the secret path was no longer the one just now, and the ascending and descending continued, as if there was no intention of stopping.

Rui Ling looked around, finally lifted the hem of his clothes, sat on the floor, closed his eyes, and stopped watching the ups and downs amidst the rumbling sound.

Concentrate on meditating, after a week of zhenqi running, the ground finally stopped shaking, and slowly opened his eyes, the world has changed in front of him!
The original narrow corridor was replaced by a wide, low-key and luxurious hall. The entire hall was illuminated with luminous pearls, and crystal lamp holders, which were radiant and dazzling.

However, this hall is absolutely closed, and there is no shadow of the door at all. It is like a well-built cage with no exit, which is depressing.Apart from crystals and luminous pearls, there are no other decorations here. What is left is rows of bookshelves and books. Some of those books are bamboo slips, some are paper, and some of them are opened casually. There are various categories that have never been seen before.

In the past, these books must be studied carefully, but today is not the time.

Passing by rows of bookshelves regretfully, Ruiling kept tapping with a folding fan or hands, trying to find the mechanism to open the door.

However, after a while, Rui Ling touched every corner of the hall, but there was no clue.

The heart that was forced to calm down began to be irritable, thinking that Tiankui who disappeared for no reason might face such a predicament, or this is not bad, if there is a killer move, how can she protect herself if she has to worry about her children? The internal force crazily hit the wall, I don't know if it is hoped that the brute force can open this suffocating space or it is purely to get rid of the inner anxiety.

All of a sudden, the affected two rows of bookshelves collapsed, books fell, and some broken pages flew in the air.

After a long time, when his true energy was exhausted, Ruiling finally stopped, staring blankly at the white hands that were not stained with dust, and sighed leisurely, wondering if he had forgotten anything.

Then, eyes lit up, looking at the mess on the ground, he exhaled heavily, it's okay!Only two rows of bookshelves fell down just now!

Without caring much, he began to read the books on the bookshelf one by one, at first he stood up, then leaned against the bookshelf, then sat on the ground, and finally lay down.

I don't know the time in the formation, the books are decreasing one by one, not fast or slow, the expression on Rui Ling's face is getting more and more obsessed, the smooth chin slowly grows stubble, and grows a long beard, but he As if he hadn’t noticed, as for things like eating and drinking water, he had long forgotten about them. After all, he had never felt thirsty or hungry, and these books were so wonderful, something he had never seen before, and seemed to have the power to calm people’s hearts. The irritability will be soothed.

After an unknown amount of time, Ruiling turned to the last page of the last book on the last shelf, and there was a drawing of a pig wearing a skirt. The moment he opened it, the pig seemed to be an animation, winking at him on the paper I danced another thing that I don't know if it can be called a dance. In the end, the painting turned into a sentence: There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book.

(End of this chapter)