The black mist gradually had the tendency to cover the sky and the sun, and it howled fiercely and rushed straight up, but it froze in an instant, and then quickly shrank back to the ground at lightning speed, and the black was like a substance, solidified into a tall human form.

The black mist was more than two meters high, and he carried two broad axes in his hands, and the place where he should have been eyes was replaced by two clouds of dark blue light. The black mist seemed to have just been awakened, and its limbs moved a little stiffly, and a pair of tigers and tigers were dancing with broad axes.

"Be careful. Yang Qingyun frowned, his eyes looking at the black mist worriedly. Just as he was about to take out the piano from the package, he found that the weapon that could appear in his hand with a single movement of his mind did not respond at all this time.

Jiang Mingyuan glanced at him sideways, was stunned, and asked, "Where's your qin?"

"I can't summon it. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Mingyuan's expression changed, but his feet moved quietly, holding his sword in front of Yang Qingyun, and asked, "Then can you still use spells?"

"Can't" All Yang Qingyun's attacks rely on Jian San's skills, and now his weapon can't be taken out, which means that he can't use a single skill, and he doesn't have any combat effectiveness.

Not only can't he take out his weapon, but even the health bar and level that he could have seen are gone, and it is very likely that he can't use anything now as he was before he crossed over.

"You go first, I'll deal with it. Jiang Mingyuan's wrist flicked, and the long sword let out a buzzing sound.

Yang Qingyun only shook his head and said: "It's useless, this is an illusion, there are hidden crises everywhere, I don't have the combat strength now, and it's not safe to go anywhere." ”

Jiang Mingyuan frowned when he heard this, and only said a word to hide, and then rushed over with his sword.

The black mist let out a low roar from its mouth, and waved the broad axe in its hand awkwardly, bringing up two dark mist that dissipated into the air in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Mingyuan's body was flexible, and he was in front of the black mist in the blink of an eye, the black mist did not hesitate to slash down with an axe, Jiang Mingyuan's body twisted weirdly, and he could avoid the blow, his toes were a little on the ground, and his body suddenly rose from the ground, flipped flexibly in mid-air, and the long sword in his hand brought up a frost-white sword light, which cut straight through the neck of the black mist.

Yang Qingyun, who was far away from the side, blinked, looking at the black mist that had been cut open in disbelief, it was so easy to solve?

Then he saw a scene that made him even more unbelievable.

The hole between the black mist's neck that was cut by Jiang Mingyuan quickly gathered after a short period of dispersion, and the black mist turned around almost without hesitation, and the double axes in his hands slashed straight at Jiang Mingyuan, who had not yet landed in midair.

"Be careful!" Yang Qingyun exclaimed.

The long sword and the broad axe collided together, obviously an axe condensed by a cloud of mist, but it seemed to be like a substance, striking the Flowing Immortal Sword with a piercing sound.

Jiang Mingyuan, who didn't have any point of focus in mid-air, was suddenly pressed down by this blow, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The black mist's blow was quite heavy, and Jiang Mingyuan plunged his sword into the ground with his backhand when he landed, but despite this, he still slid backwards a distance of several feet before stopping.

With a successful blow, the black mist did not come forward to pursue, but only turned around and rushed towards Yang Qingyun.

At this time, Yang Qingyun, who was already powerless, had a look in his eyes, and he turned around and ran without hesitation, Jiang Mingyuan immediately pulled out his sword when he saw this, and he unfolded his body and chased after him.

The black mist's movements were not very flexible, so he was caught up by Jiang Mingyuan in the blink of an eye, Jiang Mingyuan directly bypassed the side of the black mist, blocking behind Yang Qingyun, and the long sword in his hand danced a streamer, heading towards the black mist's chest, and then passing through the chest.

A huge gap opened in the black mist's chest, and then quickly returned to its original state.

"You can't kill him. Jiang Mingyuan said with a cold face, and the long sword in his hand separated the heavy broad axe, leading the black mist away from Yang Qingyun's side little by little.

Yang Qingyun was also anxious for a while, although Jiang Mingyuan looked like he was still dealing with it now, but this black fog would not be injured at all, and now Jiang Mingyuan was already a little struggling, and if it continued like this, the situation would definitely not be optimistic.

No matter where the long sword in Jiang Mingyuan's hand hurts the black mist, it can be restored to its original state in the blink of an eye, on the other hand, Jiang Mingyuan already has a few obvious scars on his body, but because he is dressed in black, he can't see how strict it is.

The broad axe slammed the Liuxian Sword, bringing up a burst of entangled black mist, and Jiang Mingyuan, who had blocked the double axes with all his might, knelt down on his right knee, and even spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, but he pursed the corners of his lips indifferently, his body was short, he got out from under the broad axes, and rushed straight towards Yang Qingyun on the side.

"Let's go!" A word succinctly spat out from his blood-stained lips, Jiang Mingyuan inserted the Flowing Immortal Sword back into the scabbard with his backhand, and went straight to Yang Qingyun, his right hand stretched out on Yang Qingyun's waist, his body spread out with all his strength, and he swept out with Yang Qingyun in the blink of an eye.

On the hidden street corner, Jiang Mingyuan leaned against the wall, and the corner of his lips was bright red and his whole face was extremely pale.

Yang Qingyun half-squatted in front of him, tearing the corner of Jiang Mingyuan's clothes with a calm face to bandage his wounds.

"What are you cultivating now?" Since Jiang Mingyuan received the transmission, Yang Qingyun has never deliberately paid attention to his level, and now he wants to see it but can't see it, so he has to ask directly.

"Yuan Infant Peak. ”

"So fast?" Yang Qingyun was shocked, he actually jumped two levels straight from the early stage of Yuanying to the peak of Yuanying, only one level less than himself.

Yuanying's peak cultivation is not low, and he still can't help that black mist.

"It definitely has weaknesses. After Yang Qingyun bandaged him neatly in his hand, he simply leaned against the wall and sat down, and began to recall the fight just now.

Although he couldn't hurt the black fog for half a minute, Jiang Mingyuan was really hurt by the black fog, but at this moment, he only felt that he didn't have the extra strength to think about other things, his eyes were half-closed, and his expression was a little compromised.

Yang Qingyun, who had turned around, saw this scene, and was stunned, thinking of the desperate posture of this person just now, just to prevent the black mist from getting close to him, knowing that he couldn't hurt it, but he didn't give up for half a minute, until he was so tired that he was scarred, he had to turn around and flee.

This person looks like he is full of energy on weekdays, and it is the first time he has seen him so weak.

"Don't sleep, it's getting dark, let's find a place to hide first. Yang Qingyun raised his hand and pushed the people around him, and said softly.

Jiang Mingyuan reluctantly opened his eyes, only to feel that he had no strength in his body, only turned his eyes to look at him, pulled the corners of his lips, and said weakly: "You don't have to worry about me, go by yourself." ”

Yang Qingyun was stunned when he heard what he said, and he only scolded angrily: "Are you going to leave me alone?"

Jiang Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, his expression was suddenly a little at a loss, and he only hurriedly explained: "I can't walk, you go hide first, I'll go and find you after a break, okay?"

"Not good!" Yang Qingyun simply rejected him, only stood up neatly and handed over his still white hand.

The man was stunned for a moment, then raised a bright smile and put his palm into it.

Yang Qingyun in the illusion is twenty-one years old, and Jiang Mingyuan is eighteen years old. Therefore, Yang Qingyun pulled him up and did not waste much effort, only half-supported and half-hugged the person, and turned out of the street corner to find a place where they could spend the night safely.

Jiang Mingyuan half leaned on him, looked at him for a long time, and said: You look good when you grow up!"

"Shut up!"

Eventually, they returned to the plaza and found a humble shop to hide in.

The black fog chased them, I guess I wouldn't have thought for a while that they would turn around and return to this place, the so-called most dangerous place is the safest place, and with the slow speed of the black fog, even if it is chased far away and turned back, it will take some time, and there are many shops in this square, which is enough for the two of them to rest for a while before the black fog finds it.

There is a small flower shop, and the flowers in it are still blooming, exuding a pleasant floral fragrance.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the flower shop are full of flower stands, and you can't see the scene inside from the outside, Yang Qingyun helped Jiang Mingyuan to sit down in front of a flower stand, and then turned around to close the door of the shop.

Jiang Mingyuan sat in front of the flower stand, looking tired and frowning.

"You sleep for a while. Yang Qingyun walked over and sat down beside him.

Jiang Mingyuan only turned his head to look in the direction outside the store, shook his head and was about to speak, Yang Qingyun said directly: "Wait a minute, I still have to rely on you to fight, how can you protect me if you don't cultivate your spirit?"

Jiang Mingyuan, who was still hesitating, immediately nodded when he heard his words, leaned his head on the flower stand and closed his eyes.

Yang Qingyun looked at his frowning brow, sighed softly, and gently pulled the man's shoulders over, letting him lie on his lap.

Jiang Mingyuan, who was startled by this action, suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Yang Qingyun awkwardly turning his face, raising his hand to cover his eyes, and snorting coldly: "Sleep!"

The covered eyes blinked under his hands, and the long eyelashes gently swept over Yang Qingyun's palm, soft and itchy.

The corners of Jiang Mingyuan's lips raised slightly, stretched out a hand, fumbled to hold Yang Qingyun's hand hanging by his side, and sighed contentedly: "It's good." ”

Hearing his exclamation, Yang Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and only looked down at the person who was covering his eyes.

This person originally had nothing to do with him, but because Yang Qingyun accidentally saved him once, he began to be involved with himself, first he was included in the same person's name, and then he entered the Forbidden Forest alone for himself, and then he persistently searched for three years because he missed him.

And then in this illusion, I desperately have to protect him.

I only saved you once, but why do you have to work so hard.