Time passed little by little, and Ji Wushuang also fell asleep, but he still did not see the figure of Ji Lao returning, and the surroundings were quiet, and in the firelight, there were shadows and shadows of trees.

Yan Lingyun was not only worried, but also worried about some things that happened to him during the day. Spread out the sole of his right foot, the sole of his shoe has been broken by the silk thread of the soul chasing ring, and now looking at it, there are still palpitations in his heart.

After thinking about it, he rolled up the trousers of his legs, pulled open the soul chasing ring, and by the light of the fire, he dropped the taut almost invisible transparent silk thread towards his right leg, just like before, with a burst of friction, the skin was not damaged in the slightest.

Yan Lingyun raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and dropped the silk thread to his left leg again, but this time he was cautious, when the silk thread just touched the skin, he didn't feel any obstruction, the skin was broken, the eyes couldn't see it, but the pores felt it.

He quickly withdrew his hand, slipped the soul chasing ring back on his wrist, lowered his trousers, and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, Ji Wushuang shouted proudly: "Little thief, you can't run away, label your aunt and grandmother, you are your aunt's, hahaha......"

Yan Lingyun was stunned and said, "You haven't slept yet, what nonsense is you talking about."

But after hearing Ji Wushuang's laughter, he quieted down again, it turned out that he was talking in a dream.

Yan Lingyun shook his head, didn't care about her, reached out and touched his heart, and couldn't help but think of the sword that penetrated through his chest in the pool.

At that time, a white light emitted from his chest, trying to stop the invasion of the long sword, and then the long sword spat out words, dispelling some "heavenly light", and then everything disappeared without a trace, making him scratch his head, but there was a hidden worry in his heart.

"Sword!"

Yan Lingyun muttered in a low voice, thinking of the long sword in the hand of the young man in Tsing Yi, even if he was in a hostile relationship, he had to praise from the bottom of his heart: The skill is almost Dao!

At this time, Ji Wushuang talked in his dreams again, babbling constantly, as if he was arguing about eating.

Yan Lingyun heard her stomach rumbling, thinking that she was hungry.

Ji Wushuang shouted: "Bold Ji Fang, dare to snatch my aunt's chicken legs, see if I don't dismantle you!" Ahhhh......h

It seems that in her sleep, she had a fierce decisive battle with Ji Fang, and even her hands and feet were also worried.

Yan Lingyun was worried that she would touch Ji Yuhan on the side, so she stretched out her hand and gently blocked them one by one.

Ji Wushuang punched and kicked for a while, and finally flew up, suddenly quieted down, and soon began to cry with a whimper.

"Ji Fang...... Why are you really torn apart...... My kick...... It's not hard......"

"Why don't you give you the drumsticks...... I don't want it anymore...... You...... Is it good to restore it back......"

"Let me tell you, Yu Han fell in love with the second young master of the Ximen family this time, let's go and tie up that guy together and carry it back to add food, okay?"

"Koishi, Okawa...... Come too! ”

"Hey, why did they run away one by one without a figure, and there was no righteousness! Woowoo woo ......"

Yan Lingyun sighed, raised her hand to gently wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she couldn't finish wiping it off, so she withdrew her hand in vain and sat aside.

Ji Wushuang whimpered and cried, as if there were endless tears, and the whole person shrank into a ball, with constant nightmares.

Yan Lingyun suddenly closed his eyes and settled down, and in the surrounding woodland, some subtle moving pictures were gradually perceived by him.

He opened his eyes, stood up, added some firewood to the campfire, and then took the torch and walked into the darkness around him.

With a faint sound of birds flapping their wings, he soon came back with a nest in his hand, and in the nest lay six eggs that had not yet hatched.

Sitting down on the campfire, he buried the bird's nest and the eggs in the fire, covered it with some hot ash, and when it felt almost simmering, he removed the six eggs whose eggshells had cracked a little, cooled them a little, blew off the dust, peeled off one, and sent them to Ji Wushuang's nose.

Ji Wushuang had quieted down at this time, sleeping on his side, with crystal tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, frowning slightly, and unconsciously fighting against the belly of the "empty city plan". The steaming eggs came to her nose, and the tantalizing aroma of the eggs went straight through her nostrils.

Although he was asleep, Ji Wushuang still felt it, subconsciously inhaled his nose and smacked his mouth.

Yan Lingyun smiled, like a child. He moved the egg down and touched it on Ji Wushuang's mouth, who subconsciously opened his mouth, swallowed it, and chewed it.

I believe that she must have a good dream in her sleep at this time!

Yan Lingyun smiled, peeled the remaining five, and fed Ji Wushuang to eat them one by one. When the six eggs were down, the latter smacked his lips, seemed to have broken an "empty city plan", smiled with satisfaction, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Lingyun clapped his hands lightly, sat down on the side, and at a glance from the corner of his eye, he suddenly found that a person was standing aside silently, looking at him for a long time.

Yan Lingyun froze, he didn't turn his head to look at it for the first time, he stood up mechanically, and in the next moment, the hot furnace in his body was like a volcano erupting, and the pores opened and closed, tearing the bonfires around him to the top of the fire, and he took the opportunity to turn around.

What made Yan Lingyun's pupils constrict was that the person in front of him stood strangely in the bonfire, and the rolling flames rose below his waist, but it seemed that he couldn't burn him in the slightest, just staring at himself quietly.

Yan Lingyun could only see his eyes clearly, they were as deep as a night sky, as for his whole person, he couldn't tell whether he was old or young, he felt that he should be very handsome, handsome like ...... A sword!

Yan Lingyun didn't know why he had such a thought, but it was the most intuitive thought in his heart, and he said vigilantly: "Who are you?"

The man in the flames seemed to smile and said, "Who do you say I am?"

When Yan Lingyun heard his voice, his heart was shocked, and he subconsciously touched his heart, and said in shock: "It's you!"

"It's not me." The man walked out of the flames, but it was the flames that passed through his body, not that he passed through the flames, and the whole person was like an illusory mass, without substance, and floated in front of Yan Lingyun.

"Genshin?" Yan Lingyun was shocked and uncertain.

The man did not touch the ground, standing in the air with his hands in his hands, although illusory, but with a fierce momentum of his own. In a trance, Yan Lingyun saw that his feet were supporting the earth, his head was holding the blue sky, and the whole person suddenly turned into a shocking giant sword, towering between heaven and earth, he couldn't help but be shocked and took a few steps back, but when he looked again, the man was still the man, looking at himself with a smile.

He crossed his body in the air, sat upright on his knees, and fell lightly to the ground, but it seemed that he couldn't fall to the ground, and when he was three feet off the ground, he didn't move, sighed lightly, waved his hand, and motioned for Yan Lingyun to sit down.

The latter, not feeling his malice, gathered his mind and sat down in front of him.