Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

A dazzling white light flashed by, and the scene in front of me instantly turned into a magnificent palace.

All you can see is the palace, which seems to be standing above the clouds. The walls of the palace are shining with mysterious light, just like a fairyland. The palace of the Xiuxian sect is gorgeous and magnificent, which is breathtaking.

The palace's roof is covered with green tiles, which sparkle in the sun. The walls are inlaid with precious gems and jade, which exude charming brilliance. The doors and windows are exquisitely carved, and the details show ingenuity.

However, despite the palace's magnificence, it exudes a desolate atmosphere. There are no noisy voices, only the breeze blowing the wind chimes on the eaves, making crisp sounds.

A ray of sunlight shone through the eaves onto the boy's face, and he couldn't help but put up his hand to block it.

This ray of sunlight was warm, unlike the sunlight in winter. He walked gently towards the blue door and pushed it open with a creak.

"Wow"

Wen Baixu raised his head and looked around. The interior of the palace seemed particularly desolate, like an empty place.

There are several huge pillars standing around it, with exquisite patterns carved on the pillars. The surface of the pillars flickers with faint light, as if it is some kind of magic circle. The surrounding pieces of gauze are dancing in the air with the wind, just like young girls.

In the center of the palace, there was a thick curtain. The material of the curtain was soft and smooth, and it exuded a faint fragrance. Through the gap in the curtain, you could vaguely see the gorgeous decorations and a white high seat behind it.

Wen Baixu stood quietly, his eyes attracted by the scene behind the curtain. He seemed to be able to feel the existence of that world, but he could not really touch it. This world seemed a little out of tune with him.

"Where...where is this?"

The voice floated out along with his eyes looking around.

"Where do you think this is?"

A cold voice sounded behind the curtain. It sounded familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.

"I...you...where have we met before?"

There was a little bit of uncertainty in his tone, but he seemed to be sure of something.

"Oh, so is this a trick you're trying to use to get close to me?"

"To get close?"

Wen Baixu muttered to himself, his eyes full of an idiotic look that said, "I don't even know you, how can I get close to you?"

"Isn't it? What you said just now could easily make me think that you were doing it on purpose..."

Before the voice behind the curtain faded away, the young man standing below waved his hand and gestured to stop.

"Well, you are... quite narcissistic. I just said that your voice is familiar, I didn't say I want to get close to you."

Wen Baixu paused for a moment, then continued: "You don't have anyone here, and where is the original body? You must be alone, right?"

"Ha~"

A strong airflow broke through the curtain and attacked Wen Baixu below.

Wen Baixu was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. As he landed, through the blown curtain, he saw a person sitting on a white jade throne behind the curtain. He had long white hair, a thin face, a white chin, and slender peach blossom eyes, but his eyes revealed a cold expression.

A pair of bone-thin fingers gently tapped the armrest of the white jade seat.

"You...what are you doing? I have no grudge against you..."

"No grudges or hatred? What a joke."

She opened her thin lips and spoke in a gentle voice like a sharp sword, piercing him.

Suddenly, the figure in front of him flashed, and only a shadow of the person who was originally sitting in the seat remained. The shadow lasted only a second, and a slender figure in a white robe appeared in front of Wen Baixu. He lowered his head slightly, and his peach blossom eyes were full of coldness. He stretched out his finger from his wide robe and gently hooked it. The head that had been lowered was instantly raised.

"You...I really don't know you..."

Wen Baixu's voice was intermittent, like a fish out of water.

"Your name... is Wen Lin, right?"

Wen Baixu wanted to say, "My name is Wen Baixu," but then he thought, "Wen Lin seems to be the name of this person in this world." He immediately closed his open mouth.

"Why...you're not talking anymore? Did I hit the nail on the head?"

"Pfft...I...just...want to take a break. My mouth is a little thirsty after talking too much."

"Then would you like me to help you..."

A cold male voice sounded at this moment. His eyebrows were no longer distant, but more playful. He raised his eyebrows and pointed his finger towards the sky. Two identical wine jugs suddenly appeared in the empty space.

"Which one do you choose?"

"Is there any difference between the two?"

The man didn't say anything, just shook his head.

Wen Baixu was confused. He leaned back and looked at the person in front of him and asked, "Do you know or not?"

"I don't want to say"

The man looked at him word by word, his eyes slightly raised.

"you......"

Wen Baixu pointed, but suddenly remembered his previous action and immediately put on a professional fake smile.

"Good...you're good."

"I don't need you to repeat what I know, but you..."

The man squatted down, holding two identical glasses in his hands and pushed them in front of him.

"I will grant your wish. Please don't let me down."

Then he handed the wine glass to him.

Looking at the wine glass in his hand, Wen Baixu was a little hesitant to drink it. He stared at the wine glass in his hand blankly, raised his head and looked directly at the man.

"Is it poisonous?"

"Try drinking it, and you'll know."

The man answered casually, but his eyes revealed his thoughts.

Wen Baixu obviously did not miss this small detail. He immediately drank the contents of the wine glass in his other hand and looked at the man proudly.

The man was stunned for a moment, but soon came to his senses and looked at him with a smile.

This was the first smile Wen Baixu saw when he came here, but why did it feel so weird?

"Why... are you laughing so strangely? Could it be..."

Seeing his unchanged smile, Wen Baixu instantly had a bad feeling in his heart. He looked down at the wine glass in his hand, but the next second he let it go and clenched his hand tightly around his throat.

“Uh….mmmm…”

A violent cough, but no sign of coughing up anything

The man looked at him quietly, the disgust on his face was self-evident. He slowly squatted down and lifted his chin with one hand, with an impatient look on his face.

At this moment, the hand that was originally grabbing his throat grabbed his collar, and a pair of soft lips suddenly pressed against his thin lips, and a trickle of water flowed from his mouth to the man.

The man was distracted for a moment, but after a moment he pushed him away, pinched his chin, and looked at him viciously.

"When did you know?"

"Just when you let out a little trick... After all, you are a half-immortal, right?"