It turns out that there is still a dungeon behind the door of the previous dungeon. The three of them were at the entrance to the backend dungeon.
Liu Yunqing no longer cared about the two people behind him, and hurriedly picked up the wind-winding sword and slashed at the doors one by one along the dungeon. While slashing, he shouted angrily: "Zhang Yunsheng! Zhang Yunsheng, where are you?! Live or die, tell me frankly, lest I Vain!"
Dong Yiyi stood there and blinked, a little helpless at the words of the senior brother in front of him, pretending not to have seen them at all.
"How do dead people tell each other... Since Senior Brother Liu is worried about Senior Sister Zhang, why doesn't he show his concern directly? It seems that the two of them are not incompatible." Her voice was very low, not as loud as the opponent who was now angrily looking for " " Liu Yunqing's ears.
Qi Zhizhi was stunned for a moment when she saw the dungeons on both sides of her eyes, "It turns out to be an illusion..." After saying this, she also cheered up and shouted like Liu Yunqing: "Second brother! Sixth brother!"
Her voice had the unique sweetness of a girl. As she trotted, the ten-meter-long knife returned to its normal size, and her delicate appearance seemed to be running towards her brother's long-lost home.
Cut through the prison door with one knife.
Zhang Yunsheng actually heard the voices of the three of them when they entered the dungeon. It's just that they were in an illusion at that time, and what they saw and heard was separated from the real world. Even if she called Liu Yunqing and Yi Yi's names, they would not react.
The three of them stayed at the moment of entry from beginning to end. Only when they broke through the illusion did they regain control of their bodies.
I don’t know what they did in the illusion, but what they said was quite...
Zhang Yunsheng's dark eyebrows raised slightly. She could hear Liu Yunqing calling her name just now in the illusion.
He could also tell if it was him, and said that he should strangle him with an iron whisk...
Is this idiot finally enlightened?
There was a smile on Zhang Yunsheng's lips, and the next second, Liu Yunqing appeared at the door of her cell, breaking through the door with a sword.
Liu Yunqing's face was mixed with red and white, which didn't look good. He had just experienced a battle. Even though he fought with his consciousness in an illusion, the spiritual power consumed was real.
His bony face was filled with coldness, and he slightly raised his head to look down at Zhang Yunsheng. The tall bridge of his nose was outlined by the dark prison cell, dividing his face into light on the left and dark on the right.
It's hard to explain in the eyes, and the way is unclear.
The entanglement between the two of them has not yet been sorted out. Not long before that, the two of them were making a pair of wild mandarin ducks in the bamboo forest...
Thinking of this, Liu Yunqing's eyes became even colder, and her exhausted and shaky body could no longer hold up and fell forward.
Zhang Yunsheng's spiritual power was sealed in the dungeon, his magic weapon was put away, and his body was weak.
The eight-foot-tall man fell towards her, and she could only wrap her arms around him. The next second, they were pressed together and collapsed on the ground.
Liu Yunqing's warm breath hit the soft flesh beside her ears, and he whispered in a hoarse voice: "...Long time no see, you are still alive."
Zhang Yunsheng responded softly, "The crane leaves the green mountains, but there are no peach blossoms."
The man said angrily: "What are you talking about? We can only be separated for six days, how can we die like this?"
He took out the last bottle of spirit-storing pill that Jiang Su prepared for him from his waist, went around Zhang Yunsheng's head and poured out most of the spirit-storing pill in the palm of his hand, then turned his wrist and clasped it directly on Zhang Yunsheng's lips.
Zhang Yunsheng looked at him with wide eyes, "Um... you... um..."
"Stop talking nonsense and eat quickly. The senior sister of Fu Feng has no idea where her cultivation has gone, and she has lost it under the eyes of her fellow disciples."
Liu Yunqing said disgustedly.
He struggled to roll over from Zhang Yunsheng's body to the side, and the two of them lay facing the ceiling together. He stuffed the remaining half bottle of the Spirit Storage Pill into his mouth.
He chewed it randomly and felt the spiritual energy nourishing his limbs and bones again.
I muttered in my heart: "The two bottles of spiritual storage pills that Junior Sister Jiang prepared for Zhang Yunsheng alone were taken by me when I was in a hurry... I can't let her know."
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Dong Yiyi is looking for Shen Yunyang.
"Junior Brother Shen! Junior Brother Shen, where are you?"
"Senior sister! Here, here!"
Junior Brother Shen's voice sounded quite energetic, as long as it wasn't filled with demonic energy.
She calmed down and walked quickly towards the source of the sound. Before anyone arrived, the sword moved forward first, and the sword energy of the clanging sword broke through the cell.
Arriving in front of Junior Brother Shen's cell, Dong Yiyi was stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him.
I saw a young girl in orange leaning next to Junior Brother Shen. She had bright lips, bright teeth, bright eyes and good vision, and her dimples supported the power of inheritance.
Why is it that while everyone else is in single rooms, Junior Brother Shen is accompanied by a beautiful woman?
When Shen Yunyang saw his senior sister coming, he exclaimed with a smile on his face: "Senior Sister Dong, you are here. Do you have any elixirs? Give me some, the kind you want Junior Sister Jiang to refine!"
"Then Chen Zeshen doesn't know what kind of medicine he gave to us. Our spiritual apertures have been sealed and we cannot attract the surrounding spiritual energy. Our own spiritual energy has long been sucked clean by this formation. If you had come a few days later, we It will cost you your life."
"And he also used higher-grade magic weapons to suppress our magic weapons and took them all away."
"My Ranxie... I just finished the maintenance not long ago. What if they stain it? I'm worried to death."
Sword cultivators and swords are not like other monks and magic weapons, and their relationship is average.
This is my wife! Lifeblood!
Dong Yiyi was also a sword cultivator, so he naturally realized the horror of losing his wife. He couldn't help frowning and thinking about where to find everyone's swords.
The magic circle... I don't feel that my spiritual power has been absorbed and dissipated now... It should be that the spiritual power that the few of us released in the illusion just now is enough for the operation of the tidal co-spiritual formation.
"By the way...Junior Brother Shen...who is this?" Dong Yiyi's eyes fell on this woman in orange who was as bright as the warm sun.
"This is Wan'er, her full name is Song Wan'er." Shen Yunyang's explanation was concise and concise.
Who wants to ask her name... I want to know why you still have a girl accompanying you...
"Ahem, I'm Dong Yiyi of Shifangmen Jianfeng. May I ask where Miss Song's master came from?"
Normally when monks meet each other, they will tell each other their family background, so as to prevent anyone from having any relationship with the other master's family, and if something happens, the Dragon King Temple will be flooded.
Song Wan'er rolled her eyes and explained with a smile to the cold female cultivator in white: "I have not yet become a spiritual disciple, but I have not yet become a disciple. I am a disciple of the Shixin Sect in the Eastern Region."
Stone Heart Sect?
Dong Yiyi's eyes were half closed, with unclear meaning.
He thought to himself, "How come I didn't hear when the Stone Heart Sect came out of the Eastern Region?"
She doesn't look like the people from the Eastern Region... Most of the people from the Eastern Region are tall and strong, and the women are more bold and lively.
The origin is unknown...
Her face was expressionless, her whole body was still covered in frost and snow, and she nodded slightly.
She has always been as cold as ice to other monks outside Shifang Sect. Qi Zhizhi is an exception. This little girl is not yet grown up, so treat her like a child.
