The tunnel is very narrow, and both the walls and the steps are steep and uneven. There was no light, but even if it was black, there was a bright light in it, so the two of them could barely see under their feet.

Chen Xiansong walked in front, and in such an environment, he could also walk lightly and quickly, landing silently. Lu Weizhen simply floated behind him in the wind.

All the way down.

The stairs seem to have no end, and the tunnels have not changed in the slightest. There are no plants growing on the surrounding walls, and there is no trace of anyone else's left. It's just that the further down it goes, the more cold and damp it becomes, exuding the same fishy smell as outside.

Chen Xiansong estimated in his heart that when he descended more than fifty meters, his footsteps paused. Lu Weizhen also landed close to his back.

There are more than a dozen steps, and the stairs are at the end. Then there was a short stretch of flat road, where there was a small door with a soft light inside.

Lu Weizhen subconsciously held Chen Xiansong's hand.

He clasped her hand tightly and glanced back at her.

It was very quiet, as if to see a glimpse into the depths of her eyes.

Lu Weizhen looked at him, and the two didn't say a word.

Then he let go of her hand and teleported to the door in an instant, followed by Lu Weizhen.

Seeing the appearance inside the door, the two of them were stunned.

It looks like an underground fortress, no, it should be said that it was built with Ryu. The space in front of me is more than ten meters high and two or three hundred square meters wide. The walls, the dome, all of them are ryu, and they seem to have been cut by something very sharp, one by one, with neat edges and layers. The entire space is composed of glowing black crystals.

On the ground in the middle, there was a very large pure white woolen blanket, as white as snow, very loose and lazy spread there, and in some places, there were folds that seemed to be left by people who had just sat down.

On the side of the woolen blanket, there is a black wooden square table, on which is placed a bottle of wine without a brand, a glass wine glass, and a shallow base in the wine glass. There is a simple set of tea sets next to it, a small teapot of purple sand, and two small teacups. There was also a hint of hot air coming out of the spout.

On the very edge, there are two books, one is "Meditation Record" and the other is "Zhou Yi". They all look a little old, as if they are often looked through.

However, Lu Weizhen's eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the surface under the wool blanket, and her heartbeat accelerated.

That piece of Ryu and Ryu in other places look different. Although it is still grayish-black, it looks much more detailed and tighter, and it is more transparent. What's more, under the surface, in the deeper hazy interior, there seem to be countless rays of light, constantly impacting, flowing, and chasing, and there are actually colorful colors. It's just that I can't see clearly through the black mist-like color on the surface.

Lu Weizhen and Chen Xiansong had that word in their minds at the same time: Liuxin.

They finally arrived at Ryushin.

Mysterious, dominating the fate of xenos, but already infected Ryuxin.

Lu Weizhen only stared at Liuxin for a few seconds, and suddenly felt dizzy, nauseous and uncomfortable, covered his chest with his hands, and retched twice. Chen Xiansong grabbed her arm and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Weizhen closed his eyes, looked away from Liuxin, opened his face and felt the suffocating pressure in his chest better, and replied, "I'm fine, it's Liuxin." ”

That's when it happened.

A gray figure flashed in front of them.

It really flashed, one second ago, the woolen carpet was still empty, and the next second, a man in white clothes and gray pants was already sitting there, his trouser legs, there was still a faint light and shadow, and it was only in a blink of an eye that it converged into clear lines.

He looked like he was in his early thirties, tall and thin, with a pure white Tang shirt and gray cloth trousers, clean and clean, with a pair of bare feet, not like a gray ghost, but like a cultivator from the mountains.

His hair is cut short, which makes his face and facial features appear clear. There was not a single black on his skin, but a grayish white, and the color made people feel pure. His muscles, like those of other gray ghosts, were also highly compressed, and both his neck and arms were as tight as bamboo poles. The face is also tight, small and tight, but even so, his facial features look delicate, and those gray and almost colorless eyes are actually clear, looking at them, revealing a grotesque innocence.

He rested one arm on the small square table, the other on his knee, and his posture seemed to be idle and relaxed, as if he had come not two enemies, but very familiar friends.

Seeing that they were both silent, Lin Tian smiled, it was the kind of smile that looked really happy, and there was a feeling like a spring breeze, but this spring breeze was dark. He looked at Lu Weizhen and sighed, "You're finally here, I've been waiting for you......"

Lin Day's words were not finished yet.

Lu Weizhen slapped it with one palm, Chen Xiansong's backhand was a sword, and the two rushed forward.

Lin Tian was stagnant.

Almost at the moment when the two of them moved, Lin Tian had teleported away, the wool blanket was empty, and the attacks of the two of them hit the opposite wall, leaving no trace. The two didn't say a word, and continued to rush towards Ryuxin.

Lin Day, who was left aside: "......"

Ever since he noticed the appearance of the second Liuwu, Lin Tian has been fantasizing about her or his appearance in his heart, what kind of people does she like, what kind of people do she hate? What elements of the five elements does she like to use?

Like him, standing on the top of all beings, will she also feel the vast loneliness of the galaxy and the huge emptiness in her heart? Will she also be like him, thinking about the meaning of her birth in the river of time and the mysterious and indistinguishable truth of the universe?

Although in the end he still has to eat her, because he has to find out, above six or five, what is. But this does not prevent him from being curious and even close to the only kind.

Along the way, he set many traps and killed her friends, first, he didn't like anyone to challenge his prestige and come to snatch his own things, and second, he teased her, made her anxious and scared, and it was best to make her cry - since she became a six-five, invincible, she shouldn't have tasted this kind of taste, right?

Unexpectedly, Xiao Liuwu finally came to Liuxin and came to him after a lot of hardships, but he was not curious, did not question, did not resent, and did not even fear. He had prepared a lot of words and wanted to say to her, but she didn't bother to say a word to him, so she just fought.

Lin Tian was suddenly very unhappy.

Lu Weizhen was originally rushing forward, and her current speed was very, very fast, almost comparable to Chen Xiansong's teleportation. The distance from the door to the woolen blanket of Liuxin, she should have arrived in an instant. Moreover, since she became a six-five, no one has ever been able to stop her.

But she had just run two steps, and suddenly there was a gray shadow in front of her, and she was startled and saw those clear and bright eyes. Lu Weizhen subconsciously dodged to the side, and as soon as she took another step, those eyes appeared in front of her again.

Lu Weizhen slapped it with one palm, and Lin Tian also stretched out a palm, completely facing her. Two domineering energy fields collided in a palm-sized space, making a loud sound of a huge object crushing and shattering. In the next moment, his energy field engulfed her, and as soon as he reached forward, he took her hand and intertwined her fingers. And he smiled softly.