Chapter 745

The snow emperor quietly looked at Song Ningyu, and half a ring, she lowered her eyes and smiled. In that smile, song Ningyu seemed to hear a clear sigh. The wind gradually rose, and the wind blew her layer of plain and shallow Yuehua pigment yarn. She said, "go, you can't fool around, okay?"

Song Ningyu naturally understood. She ran out happily. Not everyone could get from the imperial palace to the temple of the heavenly palace. Song Ningyu stood under the 9999 jade steps, raised her head, narrowed her eyes and fanned a thin layer of sweat on her face with her hand as a fan against the huge sun.

"God, why is the temple so high!"

In the past, when I knew martial arts or had larks, I always felt that it was not high or far at all, but now it seems that it is not only high, but also boundless.

The little maid Nuo Nuo looked at Song Ningyu and came forward to advise him with some worry: "well... Maybe we'd better go back first."

Song Ningyu brushed her hand. She frowned slightly, raised her head and looked at the boundless blue sky, with a smile on her lips: "isn't it more than 9000 jade steps? I can't climb up! Don't follow me. From now on, I'm also a palace maid, not a Royal Highness. This is my mother's order. Go quickly and don't block my way."

She impatiently lifted the plain yarn skirt and stepped onto the jade steps. The jade steps were connected layer by layer. Song Ningyu was sweating less than 300 steps. The hot sun steamed song Ningyu on her head, as if to drain the heat from her whole body. The little maid didn't dare to block song Ningyu any more, so she had to follow far behind. After about hundreds of steps, she had no strength, Sitting on the jade step, he looked listless.

Song Ningyu gnashes her teeth and climbs up. She can't finish climbing today and tomorrow. Anyway, he said, if you find him tomorrow, you should recognize her as an apprentice!

She wiped the sweat on her face, took a deep breath, and then continued to climb forward.

When the sunset spread on song Ningyu's face, she finally climbed halfway up the mountain. A breeze came slowly. Song Ningyu's sticky sweat and hair on her face became a little embarrassed. When the cold wind blew, song Ningyu was comfortable.

Song Ningyu stretched out, sat for a while and began to climb up again. After the sunset, it was the endless night. The lights on the temple would never go out. Every new year, many Kongming lights would be released. Those lights could fall into the sea and float away with the sea.

The dark night was getting deeper and deeper. The lower jade steps of song Ningyu's feet were glowing like moonlight. Song Ningyu walked very clearly at every step. She looked up, looked at the endless road and bit her teeth: "I don't believe I can't reach the end!"

Song Ningyu walked all night. Ten year old song Ningyu climbed up step by step. She rubbed her feet every step, and there were bubbles on her feet. Song Ningyu didn't know it. She put her hands on her knees, and the whole person was tired and embarrassed.

However, song Ningyu was not favored by the beautiful scenery on a beautiful day. There was a thin and cool rain in the sky. Song Ningyu felt very comfortable at the beginning of the thin and cool rain, but song Ningyu felt a little cold after a long time.

Below is the sound of sea water beating the rocks, which is particularly surging. Song Ningyu is tired of walking. She simply takes off her shoes and walks up step by step with her boots. There are mottled blood marks on the firefly white foot board. Song Ningyu's every step is like stepping on the tip of a knife. She bites her teeth and mutters to herself.

"When I find you, I have to ask you to wash your Highness's feet. Well, carry your highness back to this broken jade step again!"

She walked forward alone, and the drizzle fell one after another. At the top of the highest attic, the lights were bright, a touch of plain white stood there quietly, and his eyes were full of surprise. He really didn't expect that she really climbed up nearly 10000 jade steps alone.

An old man came to him. He pinched his fingers and counted. There was some helplessness in the withered old voice: "your robbery is coming."

He hung his eyes and quietly looked at the little figure. His voice became a little secluded: "well."

"Later, the high priest's position will be handed over to you. You... Take care of yourself." he patted Xuanyuan Chunsu on the shoulder and turned to hide into the deep night.

Xuanyuan Chunsu silently looked at the man who climbed up, frowned slightly, pinched his fingers and counted, looked up at the stars that were not clear all over the sky, and a trace of worry flashed in his look. The light flowers suddenly burst out in Xuanyuan Chunsu's sight. The loud bang made the red candle fall to the ground, and the light shed tears all over the ground. He pinched his fingers and counted, Mei Yu frowned tightly, and her eyes fell on song Ningyu, becoming particularly complex.

Where song Ningyu knew Xuanyuan Chunsu, she stood there and looked at her. If she knew, she would never climb up with her boots. Such a look is almost out of etiquette and morality. However, song Ningyu seems to have no etiquette in Xuanyuan Chunsu's eyes.

She lowered her eyes, pulled the corners of her lips, raised her head with a smile and continued to walk forward.

The hazy night slowly moved away. The fog cage in the sky was in front of song Ningyu. The fog was very thick. Song Ningyu was shivering with cold. Every step she took felt that her leg was about to lose its own, but she could still walk.

Why? Because song Ningyu once saw him take 9999 jade steps to approach her, now she took 9999 jade steps to approach him.

It turns out that the causal cycle in time is so similar. What you bring to others will be returned to you one day.

She took a deep breath and couldn't see the road beyond five steps in front of her. Therefore, song Ningyu had to look at her feet so low for fear that she might go wrong. After all, the jade step was tortuous, and there was a wanzhang cliff below the jade step. Song Ningyu was very afraid of death. She didn't want to hang in this place.

When the wind blew, song Ningyu sneezed. The dense fog in front of him was dispersed by the wind. Vaguely, song Ningyu could see the vague outline of the heavenly palace in front of him.

Song Ningyu took a deep breath. She bit her teeth and ran forward.

Song Ningyu stood at the big copper door with the word "heavenly palace". The door was inlaid with strange patterns. Four bright night lights were lit on both sides of the door. The glazed jade tiles radiated noble light blue in the first ray of sunlight. The golden copper wall flashed in the sun. Song Ningyu looked back. She saw the vast and gorgeous world below, That is a country, that will be her future territory, and those people will be her people.

The road to the future is bright.

Song Ningyu seemed to see such a future. She sat on the ground regardless of her image, leaned against the closed door, and fell asleep tired.