Ye Jiu lowered his eyes, shook his head as if dejected, and said, "Alas, it's a shame to say. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The old man still doesn't know what it is. However, ......" as he spoke, he suddenly changed his words and said, "It can't be said that there is no clue at all. The old man thought that the entire servant tribe had been put under a very strong magic circle. ”

A trace of darkness crossed the bottom of Jinhuang's eyes, and she carefully looked at Ye Jiu, who seemed to be charitable and gentle, and her heart was dark, but her face was still silent, and she seemed to listen to him very seriously.

"The old man is not a formation mage, but he has some experience before entering the well of hell, and knows that each formation has a trigger point. According to the old man's observation for so many years, the old man boldly guessed that Zi Shi was the trigger point of this strange magic circle. It's just a shame ......" said, Ye Jiu seemed a little embarrassed, and said in the future: "The old man didn't have the determination and courage to die, so he couldn't find out why......"

As he spoke, he sighed again, his expression was indescribably defeated, "The old man has been trapped in this tribe for two hundred years, but his cultivation has not been improved...... I wonder if I'll ever be able to get out of this hellish place in my lifetime?"

When Feng Yang heard this, he was a little unbearable and some sympathetic. As a monk, he understood the importance of time to them. Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. What a price to spend 200 years in this place!

He looked at the gray hairs that came out of Ye Jiu's temples, and panic was born in his heart. If he and Jinhuang were trapped here for two hundred years, suffering more and more despair every day and night, he would definitely believe that he would go mad.

Even if he had a chance to step out of here in the future, he would be a foundation building monk with a bone age of more than two hundred years by then. Wouldn't the two-hundred-year-old Foundation Cultivator be made a laughing stock by the entire cultivation realm! If that was the case, he would rather blow himself up and die!

"Senior Ye......" Feng Yang called in a low voice, and said to himself with some lack of confidence: "No, Senior Ye, we will definitely get out of here alive." ”

Ye Jiu seemed to be stunned when he heard him say this, and then suddenly came back to his senses from his thoughts, his eyes swept over Feng Yang and Jinhuang in turn, and he pulled his mouth in embarrassment to remove the look on his face, smiled at him reluctantly, and said, "Yes, the old man has spent two hundred years here, and he can't spend it in vain." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the sky outside the door and said, "It's almost unitary, so you can rest for a while." When the time comes, the old man will take you outside to have a look. ”

"Good. Feng Yang nodded in response.

When Ye Jiu's figure disappeared at the door, Feng Yang turned around and looked at Jinhuang, "Little Jin ......"

Jin Huang immediately gave him a look, and at the same time covered his heart with his right hand, his voice was dark and hoarse, as if he was not enough to interrupt him: "Feng Yang, I think the aura in my body is still a little unsmooth...... I want to breathe for a while. ”

Feng Yang didn't understand her hint at first, but after listening to her words, he reacted in hindsight, and then followed her words with an anxious expression: "How is it? It doesn't matter? I still have a few pills here...... "As he spoke, he was about to take things out of the storage space.

Jin Huang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him and shook his head, "No need, as long as you breathe for a while, it should be fine." With that, he stood up and walked to the bed where he had woken up, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to breathe, all in one go.

Seeing this, Feng Yang sat down at the table again, but his eyes were still looking at Jinhuang.

He suddenly received a hint from her, but he didn't think much about it. As soon as I was quiet at this moment, my brain unconsciously turned. What was the purpose of Xiaojin's play? No, what did she find?

This thought flashed into his mind, and his heart unconsciously followed.

Just when Feng Yang's mind was turning a thousand times, Jin Huang saw through the map mapped by the Jiuli Yin-Yang Bead that the pockmarks representing Ye Jiu gradually disappeared, and it was not until it was beyond the range that the Jiuli Yin-Yang Bead could map that she gradually unloaded her tense nerves.

But she still can't let up completely. Ye Jiu was a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, and his divine sense could perceive the range of saccades that could reach miles away. If he had the heart to listen, he would have been able to see their every move. Since she was already suspicious of him, it was natural that she could not let him notice anything unusual, so they still acted cautiously.

Jinhuang's action of closing his eyes and pranayama remained unchanged, but Zhihai did not enter a state of concentration. She whispered to Feng Yang, and said, "Feng Yang, don't move yet, keep your current posture, and be careful that the wall has ears." ”

Originally, as soon as Feng Yang heard her voice in his head, he subconsciously wanted to stand up, and when he heard what she said next, he pressed down again and put it back on the wooden bench.

He replied in the sea of knowledge, quickly reacted to the meaning of her words, and said in surprise: "Xiaojin, do you mean Senior Ye ......?"

"Feng Yang, do you believe me?" said Jinhuang.

"I naturally believe you!" Hearing this, Feng Yang said hurriedly. The two of them can also be said to live and die together along the way. What's more, he still has a ...... for her The friendship between the two naturally cannot be said lightly.

"I always feel that Ye Jiu is not as simple as he appears. He didn't tell us the truth. A moment ago, he had been hiding a short distance outside to listen to what we were doing. "If it weren't for the magic weapon of the Jiuli Yin and Yang Bead, as long as she used her divine sense, she would immediately be discovered by Ye Jiu that they were already suspicious, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Xiaojin, do you see something?" said Feng Yang hurriedly.

"Nope. I just don't think he's being honest with us. And, if it were you, when you were trapped in this place, time would pass little by little, and there would be no clue how out of it. The pain and despair of not being able to get out day after day, a whole two hundred years of time were wasted here, not to mention the cultivation of cultivation, and watching yourself grow old like a mortal. If it were you, would you be willing? Would you be so calm? Would you still be able to keep your sanity?"

This rhetorical question after sentence was like knocking on Feng Yang's heart, and he was speechless. Indeed, these words had just just passed through his mind. If it were him, not two hundred years, but not fifty years, he would have gone mad.

was reminded by Jinhuang like this, and the seeds of doubt in my heart gradually took root and sprouted. Indeed, Ye Jiu is a Yuan Infant Monk, and it stands to reason that the unwillingness in his heart should be even stronger. But, as far as it seemed, his mood was too calm, so calm that it could almost be called eerie. There is a saying, "When things go wrong, there must be demons"! If he does not have a will far beyond ordinary people, then he is pretending.

And he prefers the latter! )