It is on the way to Yunnian, so although Liang Meng has passed by here several times, he has never stopped to take a closer look.
As the saying goes, mind your own business.
Yun Xuchen did not break Liang Meng's immobilization spell.
She just stood there straight and stiff, looking up and down at the house in front of her which was not very grand and even looked a bit shabby.
The grass-green tiles still seemed damp in the sunlight, as if they had been caught in a heavy rain the night before.
Liang Meng rolled her eyes so that no pupils could be seen, and curled her lips in disgust. She could even smell the musty odor coming from the house.
The exterior wall is so mottled that you can barely see its once pristine white walls.
It looked like someone had hit it with a unique martial arts skill, and the wall was covered with wounds crisscrossing each other.
There are also many thin, trembling pieces that are rolled up, and I wish a breeze could sweep them away.
A few strands of spider webs as thin as cicada wings hung on the two gray-brown wooden doors.
Legend walked forward and raised his hand to push it away.
With a creaking sound, the dust that had been sleeping peacefully for who knows how many years was suddenly startled and began to fly down in a hurry.
Chuanqi tilted his head, raised his hand and waved it across his nose before walking in.
Afterwards, Xiao Ye and Chen Luo set up Liang Meng again and followed Chuanqi into the Yingmeng Pavilion.
Just like the miserable and desolate outside, the inside is also very destitute and dilapidated.
Completely different from the warm sunlight outside, there was a strange coldness in the house.
The air seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years, and as soon as the door opened, it rushed over like an overwhelming force.
Liang Meng was so cold that goose bumps appeared all over her body.
Before Liang Meng could see the situation inside the room clearly, the world spun around, and Xiao Ye Zi and Chen Luo, one holding Liang Meng's shoulders and throat, while the other lifted his legs and feet to put him down.
The butcher threw the pork onto the wooden table with a "bang".
The hard and cold touch made Liang Meng straighten his shoulders instantly.
Liang Meng's brows were furrowed deeply. She shook her head and looked left and right. She suspected that she was placed on ice.
Liang Meng closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and complained wildly in his heart.
You said to lie down, so just lie down. It's okay that the bed is hard, and I can bear the biting cold. What I can't tolerate is that you should give me a pillow.
My head is full of blood.
Yun Xuchen raised his sleeves and waved them gracefully again, and then he removed the spell that had immobilized Liang Meng.
Liang Meng quickly got up and sat down.
He moved his hands up and down his arms, and looked at what this cold thing under him was.
In terms of color, it is darker than red but lighter than black. It seems that a careless painter accidentally dropped ink into the red, thus blending it into the current color.
In terms of shape and size, the height, length and width are similar to the bed board.
Apart from the cold air gurgling upwards, there was nothing special about it.
This reminded her of Xiaolongnu's cold jade bed.
But apart from being just as cold, there is nothing else similar about them.
Liang Meng originally wanted to jump down directly from here, but Yun Xuchen said "hmm" softly, and Liang Meng quickly lifted up the leg that was about to touch the ground.
Sit cross-legged with your back straight. Oh my god~~ My butt is frozen.
If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy moves, I will escape. If I can't escape, I will beg for mercy.
It's nothing special. Yeah~~it's really nothing special.
Liang Meng had no idea that Chen Luo had just gone out. When she saw Chen Luo come in, her warm and clear eyes were full of confusion and shock.
Until he saw the bowl in Chen Luo's hand, his big eyes narrowed into slits again.
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