Wen Yiming felt that the fiery heat gathered in the dantian suddenly exploded, and he was about to embark on the journey to break through the last line of defense, when suddenly the voice of the book spirit was extremely weak in his mind.

"Do you want her to die?"

Shuling's voice was like a slap in the face, and at this moment he thought that he was glad that the two of them had covered themselves with quilts and had not been peeped at.

Just as his sanity was about to disappear, he reached out and grabbed the cold Xuanwu spoon and jumped out, landing directly in the water tank.

Wen Yiming's departure allowed the fifth autumn girl to regain her freedom, and there was a faint sense of loss, and she couldn't help but open her eyes.

Seeing him squatting in the water tank with his hands on his chest, his teeth clenched, a deep pain appeared between his eyebrows, and he trembled.

Fifth Qiu tightened the quilt on her body, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes, staring at Wen Yiming quietly, but the previous scene lingered, making her pretty face glow, and her delicate body was hot and difficult to disperse.

Wen Yiming didn't know how he managed to 'retreat' in that situation at that time, and at this time, he felt like he was inferior to a beast.

When he heard that he would endanger the life of the fifth autumn girl, he almost instantly extinguished his ****.

He was both glad and hated for Shu Ling's reminder, and he was glad that he didn't kill the Fifth Autumn Cross, because the Book Spirit had already explained after he entered the water tank that even if it was the residual medicinal effect of the Dragon Yin Fruit, the Fifth Autumn Cross, which had no forging foundation, could still not bear it, and the combination of the two could only make it explode and die.

He hated not only the book spirit, but also himself, and of course, the dragon yinguo. If you can refine the medicinal effect of the dragon chanting fruit in time, you will already be in the clouds and rain at this time, where will you suffer in this water tank.

He didn't know if what the book spirit said was alarmist, and he ruined the beautiful scenery that he was about to be turned over by the red waves, and it was painful!

At this moment, the clear water in the water tank has turned into ice, and even layers of frost have been born outside the water tank, but the heat in his dantian is still there, but he has completely calmed down.

In the trembling, he used the exercises to continue refining the medicinal power of the Dragon Yin Fruit, although the cultivation grew slowly, but with his huge demand for vitality, he could still feel the growth of cultivation when he entered the Great Martial Arts, which was really not easy.

Two days later, the fiery dantian had been suppressed, and although he still had a lot of strength left, he didn't dare to continue.

Five days had been wasted in this crypt, and the team didn't know if it was safe outside, so he didn't even know the terrain and entered the crypt without even seeing the terrain clearly, how could he not worry.

Fifth Qiu Wan has been in the bed in front of the ostrich, every time her eyes fall on Wen Yiming's face, she feels extremely shy, but there is a hint of sweet happiness, very subtle;

Wen Yiming ran Zhenyuan to shatter the water tank and cold ice, put on his shirt with a wave of his hand, put the Xuanwu spoon into the black box and put it away, looking at the fifth autumn girl who had covered the quilt tightly, he couldn't help but touch his nose, and a touch of warmth and pity rose in his heart.

In the intimate contact in the focus and sharing before, he learned that the Fifth Autumn Girl's cultivation was banned, and his consciousness was also damaged to a certain extent, and in connection with the black line in her eyebrows and the sluggishness at the time, he could feel that the Fifth Autumn Girl's heart was still the same as before, and it had never changed.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wen Yiming told Yiqing's injury and Ling Qingping's mind damage in a bland manner, the fifth Qiuwen slowly loosened the quilt, Qianqian's ten fingers grabbed the edge of the quilt and showed her head, just about to open her lips lightly, but heard Wen Yiming say: "Yiqing said that it was not you who injured her." I believe it!"

The fifth autumn girl raised her hand to cover her mouth and wept, and the tears slipped down silently.

Wen Yiming gently wiped away her tears, squatted down and stared at her beautiful eyes full of crystals, and said softly: "Qiu Wan, can you tell me your grievances, my heart hurts?"

Fifth Qiu Qiao's face was slightly red, avoiding his self-reproachful and affectionate gaze, her faintly aching heart flowed with happiness and satisfaction, nodded and choked up: "I don't explain, just because I can't explain, no one will believe it." ”

Wen Yiming brushed the hair that covered his face, and did not speak, and it took a long time to hear the fifth autumn girl who calmed down a little: "Entering the quagmire, I found that Yue Qimei seemed to have taken out a communication card by the stone pier, and I didn't put the melon seed, but I could feel the corner leaf of the tower moving at that time, so"

"Where's the Sensing Butterfly?" Wen Yiming held her little hand to show trust.

The fifth autumn girl couldn't be withdrawn, Suo Xin let him pinch it, and said: "This matter can't be explained, I don't know when it appeared on me, but after you left the entrenchment area, I was in a trance for a moment." ”

He added: "The reason for disturbing the two-headed bat is that my right hand was suddenly paralyzed, and a pinprick sensation came into my mind, which lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour. ”

Wen Yiming felt the grievances and worries of the fifth Qiuwan, and knew that she was afraid that she would not believe it because this explanation was too pale.

But he knew that at that time, in the Great Rift Ruins, the Fifth Autumn Crossbow had only suffered from the Mysterious Needle Strength, and did not know the Soul Devouring Power that was side by side with it.

He felt a chill on his back, if he imagined Yue Qimei as a spy, although many places still couldn't explain it, it was obviously closer than Fifth Qiu Wan and Sai Yaren.

Since the two-headed bat incident, every incident has been related to Yue Qimei, and the distance is three hundred meters away.

Yiqing's words he believed, just as he believed that she had identified the Fifth Autumn Crossbow. Since Yiqing could see that the person who hurt him was not the fifth autumn girl, Yue Qimei had much more experience than Yiqing, how could she not see it.

Whether it was Yiqing or Ling Qingping, they were both unconscious when they were subjected to the Xuan Needle or the Soul Devouring Force, Yue Qimei was seriously injured by the Xuan Needle Jin twice, but she didn't faint, and the last time she was injured was suppressed by True Yuan alone when the power of the Holy Light was insufficient, he felt the power of the Xuan Needle Jin deeply, and now that he thought about it, it was difficult to do it with Yue Qimei's cultivation.

Especially the deep footprints found outside the tent, this series of things frightened him, what kind of scheming can this be done?

Thinking of this, Wen Yiming couldn't help muttering, "Why didn't she kill them, especially you?"

Fifth Qiu Wan shook her head, as if she remembered something, and there was fear in her eyes, "I don't know when I passed out that night, and when I woke up, I had already been banned from cultivating, and I only saw a one-eyed military general and a cloak man with green light in his eyes. Then I was dazed by a bottle of potion, and there was always a voice in my head telling me what to do, as if I couldn't resist in a dream. ”

looked at Wen Yiming, and said: "That one-eyed tried to misbehave when he forced me to drink the potion, and was scolded by the green-eyed man, and I heard that the two of them were arguing that it was their young master who made them have to obey an order called Linglong, saying that my body belongs to Linglong, and I was very scared at that time!"

Saying and crying in a low voice, Wen Yiming hugged the neck of the fifth autumn maid and hugged it tightly, he could feel her delicate body trembling slightly, and he felt guilty in his heart, he could imagine how many grievances and frightens the fifth autumn maid had suffered along the way, and all of this was because of his own distrust.