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Brightly dressed and personable Lu Zhengkang and Serana enter the Blue Palace together.

This ancient castle gives people the grand feeling of a Gothic church. Unlike the exterior and its own name, the interior decoration color is actually black and white. Under the erosion of time, the white limestone is slightly yellow and the surface is full of folds. With small cracks, the blue-black diabase porphyrite remains the same, but it has been polished to be smoother and oily.

The side hall they are going to is on the right hand side, through the corridor to the central hall, here looking up, there is a beautiful transparent vault, the throne of the lord is on the second floor, and can be reached by following the escalator. The guard asked him where he was coming. Lu Zhengkang said he was going to the side hall. Hearing these words, the soldier was very angry, "Sir, madam, please don't imagine those indifferent rumors. The Blue Palace is very safe and there is no abnormal place. , Under the glory of the Supreme King, there will be no gods and ghosts!"

"Oh, when you said this, you didn't believe it yourself?"

The guard was speechless.

"Do you have the key? I want to find out." Lu Zhengkang said in a deep voice.

"I don't, I know who has it, please wait, friend." The guard shrank, went to find a maid, and returned with a key.

"Thank you."

Lu Zhengkang nodded slightly to him, and the guards were quite flattered.

Selana said, "You are really attractive."

"Thanks."

Lu Zhengkang nodded. Of course, if you have the effect of a master illusion in every sentence, you can also become a fanatic.

Pelagios side hall, the entrance is a narrow mahogany door, open the door to enter, there is light inside, the candlestick is still on, but here is a messy look, cobwebs all over the wall, tables and chairs overturned It fell on its side, the potted plant withered, and its branches stretched toward the visitor like the arms of a ghoul.

Serana clutched her nose, "It smells like dust, I bet no one has cleaned this place for three years."

"Maybe more than that."

Lu Zhengkang roamed around with her and walked towards the second floor. Passing through the spider webs and deepening, Lu Zhengkang was suddenly scalded by the hip bone held in his palm.

Serana shouted: "Hey..."

Lu Zhengkang couldn't understand it. The next moment he disappeared in place, his pupils were so painful that he had to close his eyes. The pain came fast and walked very quickly. When he opened his eyes again, he came to a foggy area. Withered pine forest, here is a barren plain, the temperature is not too cold, and some huge stone arches are scattered in the forest, like the place of some ceremonies.

There is a long table in a clearing in the forest with a rich accumulation of food and drinks. The aroma is mouth-watering. A fancy old man is sitting on the throne, chattering to a blond Nord man opposite. Lu Zhengkang looked down at himself, wearing a rustic cotton jacket, a pair of sheepskin boots, and a walrus leather hat on top. Although this dress seemed very village to him, it was already considered aristocratic in Tamriel. Up.

However, the things he was carrying, including the copper umbrella, were gone, and the Pure Land did not respond. He knew that he had left reality and came into a dream.

Old Man Sao stood up and greeted Nord's guests enthusiastically, "Some more tea? Perry, my kiss?" He was thin, like an old guy hollowed out by years, and his eyes were cloudy and gray, like blind. But the eyes are piercing, with shoulder-length hair and gray beard under the chin. The care is very delicate. The clothes are very strange. The left half is red and the right half is purple. The fusiform pattern is spread all over like pupils, looking like a palace in the palace. The costume of the clown.

The Nord guest sighed, he had a dash of blond hair, but it was messy, his skin was tanned and shiny, but his complexion was gray, his eyes were thick and dark circles were obvious, and he was weak in speaking, "Forget it, I feel sick after drinking. Ah, and I have to be busy. I have to deal with the antagonist, slanderer, and slanderer. My executioner has not slept for three days."

Lu Zhengkang walked over and came to the table. Old Man Sao’s throne occupied one side alone, while three chairs were placed on the other side. There were three cutlery on the table. It didn't look like it was for someone to entertain.

Seeing the visitors, Old Man Sao yelled, "Hahaha, hehehehe, welcome." He smiled at Lu Zhengkang, turned his head and yelled at the Nord man, "Hey, you can go to rest first. Take a break!" The man was taken away by a purple whirlpool and disappeared.

Lu Zhengkang asked, "You seem to know me?"

The old man Sao is the mad **** Sergera. He speaks easily, and when he is excited, he will make a hoarse and harsh voice, but when he is calm, his voice is actually gentle and mellow.

"Do I know you? Hey, you might as well guess who I am first? Ha, you must guess who I am..."

Lu Zhengkang: "Schelgra."

"Hey?!" The mad God’s self-satisfied words were interrupted, and he was angry, "Oh! Well, there is a ruthless character, a hard stubborn, huh, when I will be afraid? I will never, you think Challenge me? Then I accept!"

Lu Zhengkang: "I never said that."

"What!!!" He opened his mouth wide—grey lips suddenly expanded, as if he could swallow a cow effortlessly—like a trumpet. “You say it again! Say you want to challenge me!”

Lu Zhengkang: "I want to challenge me."

"Fear! Okay, I challenge you, okay, okay!" Crazy God Guli smiled weirdly, "In this case, we don't have to worry about the poor Emperor Pelagius III. Let's change place, right away, Just wait for me to pack the necessary items."

Lu Zhengkang: "Don't tell me you want to go to my mind."

"Oh! It's you! Oh, wait for me, um, let me see, clothes, brought, beard, brought, luggage... wait, where is my luggage? That big one, just put it there!" He said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and waved his hand, a door of annihilation opened in the clearing, and the old elven man De Wenying walked out of it.

"Master, it's you, are you finally willing to go back?"

Sergera was furious, "Who said that! I won't go, I don't want to deal with the stinky **** of Kigarag, I'm just going to the next attraction in my life, nothing more!" He pointed to German Wenying He turned him into a small brown suitcase, walked over and carried it in his hand, looking smug, like a hard-working migrant worker who is finally welcoming a holiday, ready to go to a new environment and feast his eyes.

Lu Zhengkang sighed, "You haven't asked me if I agree."

"Huh? Are you talking to me? Are you serious? I don't need anyone's consent! But, hey," Sergera suddenly looked like a gentleman, "I'm very polite, could you invite me to you? Is the brain one line?"

"I want to know the whereabouts of Namidian."

"Yes! Happy, I promised! Ha, tell you where he is, but I have to think about it first..." Sergera made a figure eight with one hand, squeezing her slender fingers onto her lips, Opening the corners of the mouth on both sides, his eyes are bulging, and his face is very unnatural, as if he is laughing wildly, and it is like the struggle of the dead.

Lu Zhengkang frowned. Looking at this face, various hallucinations and familiar experiences appeared in his mind. The information of higher existence impacts the thinking of lower existence, which leads to information overflow.

Selgra's music is death metal, crazy rock, but at a certain moment there will be a pause, and in the aftermath of the buzzing, the strange face becomes clearer and clearer.

In a daze, Lu Zhengkang heard a hoarse voice yelling: "Who lives in the big pineapple in the deep sea? SpongeBob!"

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