The demon king grabs the concubine: the waste material soul master will defy the sky

Chapter 983 The Endless Sorrow [4]

She felt a pang of thirst.

The moment he opened his eyes, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards him.

Roaring over, it took away all the heat from her body.

"This is... where?"

Jue Wushuang asked in surprise.

But no one answered her words, the voice was transmitted to the stone wall, and an equally soft voice was questioning.

"Where is this..."

I don't know how big this cave is, but there are echoes.

Jue Wushuang rubbed his aching head, sat up slowly, and looked at the place.

Here, it seems like a palace!
The ground paved with high-quality white jade shone with a warm light, and the palace was shrouded in mist, which seemed so unreal.

Small but complete.

There are even phoenixes carved from sandalwood spreading their wings, floating windows carved from blue tiles and wall panels made of jade.

A straight road stretches to nowhere, and at the end you can see a piece of darkness.

Only the straight road can emit a faint light in the dark, that light is like a jade carving, like a spar.

There is also something strange about this palace, there is actually an altar in the huge and empty center.

A pillar stands straight above it, and the pillar is carved with lifelike dragon and phoenix patterns.

The two intersect and face each other from a distance.

A straight pillar on the huge altar in the center is engraved with lifelike dragon patterns, facing the phoenix on the palace...

Jue Wushuang looked at it several times, and then slowly sat up from the big sandalwood bed just now.

He patted the folds of his clothes and walked towards this place.

There is a row of descending stairs here, all made of jade, which is absolutely wonderful.

Under the big sandalwood bed is the cloud-top sandalwood in the sleeping hall as the beams, the crystal jade as the lamp, the pearl as the curtain, and Fan Jin as the pillar foundation.

Beside the six-foot-wide agarwood bed, there is a trellis tent, which is embroidered with begonia flowers sprinkled with pearls and silver threads.

On the couch, there are sapphire pillows, soft silkworm ice mats, and jade belts and quilts.

There is a huge bright moon bead hanging on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining like a bright moon.

The ground is covered with white jade, embedded with golden beads, and the ground is chiseled to form a lotus, which looks like five lotus flowers.

The petals are fresh and exquisite, and even the stamens are fine and identifiable. When you step on it with bare feet, you can only feel warm and moist. It is actually chiseled from Lantian warm jade, just like a jade lotus growing every step, comparable to the extravagance of Pan Yuer's golden lotus step by step.

This is the first time Jue Wushuang has seen such a poor worker.

Then Jue Wushuang turned his head slowly and walked down the stairs...

When she walked out of the palace winding along this white jade-like road.

What I saw was a miraculous sight!
Outside is a back garden from which you can't even see where the sky is.

Only the slowly black roof of the cave, the stalactites look so wonderful in all kinds of strange colors, very beautiful.

The wind blows gently, and there is a scent of flowers.

There are all kinds of exotic flowers and plants all over here, which are very conspicuous and beautiful.

There are also sixteen flowering trees, tall and handsome. At the beginning of summer, the wind blows and the flowers fall, and thousands of flowers are laid on the ground. Only the backyard is like the first snow falling, which is very beautiful.

Just as Jue Wushuang's jade feet stepped into the flowers, he heard a cold voice behind him.

"You're awake, Wushuang."

The silent voice awakened Jue Wushuang.

When she looked back, she saw a flirtatious man in a red and white robe, and those red eyes sparkling were unforgettable.

(End of this chapter)