After a brief cleaning of the surroundings, looking at the cold wind pouring in from several large holes in the nearby walls, Yue'er simply found a few broken wooden planks next to it to cover it simply, and then felt that the temperature of the broken temple had become relatively warmer. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Carefully moved Brother Mu Yi to the haystack on the ground, sat quietly next to him, with a melancholy look on his face, and looked up at the starry sky as if he said to himself.

"Xiaobai, you see that the night is so beautiful tonight, do you say Brother Muyi can he see it, I don't know when I will wake up, Yue'er misses him so much."

After waiting for a while, I didn't hear the sound of the little rabbit, and when I turned my head, I found that the little rabbit's furry body was curled up in a ball and I don't know when it had fallen asleep on the side, making a whirring sound.

Yue'er smiled shallowly and moved it into her arms, the little rabbit was sleeping very cute, wrinkling its nose.

"Brother Mu Yi, this little guy is called Xiaobai, Yue'er likes it very much and leaves it behind, I think you won't mind, Xiaobai is very well-behaved.

"I spent all of Xiao Jin's star coins, and I didn't see that old man cure you, but in the end, I still owe a lot, and your ring was also mortgaged, you won't blame Yue'er."

"And Xiaojin is also lost, I can't find it, woo woo ......!"

"Brother Muyi, I'm very useless."

A sad whine came out of her mouth, sobbing, wiping tears from her face, and telling all this.

I don't know how long it has been, Yue'er is lying on Xiao Muyi's body and gradually falls asleep, making a uniform breathing sound, but judging from the thin thread twisted on her forehead, it seems that there is something worrying about her that binds her, even in her sleep, she can't rest assured.

"Where is this?"

Xiao Mu felt as if he was going to die, his whole body hurt, and he seemed to have a feeling that his soul was out of his body, and there was no sound from the light that exuded pus around him, and he couldn't see where he was.

A feeling of weakness hit him, so that he couldn't even open his eyes, and that feeling came from the depths of his soul and filled his whole body.

It seems that he has had a long dream, dreaming that he doesn't know why he is sad, and sad emotions haunt him, and he has an urge to cry.

He wanted to wake up, desperately trying to figure out what was going on, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't remember it, as if his soul was incomplete.

"What's wrong with me?"

Xiao Mu wiped the tears that flowed from the corners of his eyes, with sadness and heartache in his eyes, looking at the unchanged scene around him, shouting desperately.

But there was no sound around him, as if he was in a chaotic and silent world, he rushed desperately to the side, trying to break this strange scene, but everything seemed to be in vain.

As if it had hit cotton, it was bounced back by an invisible force, and Kogichi didn't know how it could be, and bit his finger, but he didn't feel pain at all.

"Am I already dead?"

After half a ring, he squatted on the ground weakly, trying to remember where it was and what had happened, but when he thought about it, he didn't seem to remember anything, as if his soul was broken.

Time flowed silently, there was no darkness at all here, two green and black lights flickered and intersected, as if nothing else was to be seen here except these two colors.

The green light is full of vitality, as if representing the breath of life, while the black viscous light is like death, as if it can destroy everything.

The two different energies, sometimes mild and sometimes violent, blended and opposed to each other, seem to represent the two ultimate wills of heaven and earth.

Sometimes the breath of life is so strong that it derives death gas to the extreme, and sometimes the strong death breath occupies the dominant derivation of vitality, and there is life in the vitality, and there is vitality in the dead air, so it is constantly changing.

The end of life - death, the end of death - life.

Suddenly, in the quiet ruined temple, the part of Xiao Muyi's body dantian flickered with a faint light, flashing and flashing, and it could be seen through his clothes.

A trace of hazy light spread towards his body, and under the illumination of that light, the whole body seemed to be bathed in the divine light of divine peace, and the breath around his body was reviving little by little, and his pale face became ruddy and bloody little by little at this moment.

If Yue'er sees this moment, she will definitely be happy, because this is a sign that she is getting better.

Yue'er, who was shivering from the cold, felt the warm and comfortable feeling coming from Xiaomu's body, and even subconsciously arched her body into her arms, and a sweet smile appeared on her face, as if she had entered a sweet dream.

The hazy light emanating from the dantian kept flickering, and then it became more and more shiny, and the divine and peaceful light shrouded Xiao Muyi, filling the entire ruined temple.

And bathed in this kind of baptism of light that seems to be the beginning of heaven and earth, the breath around him is rapidly recovering, and the soul fire that was almost extinguished before is jumping happily and excitedly at this time, becoming gradually stronger, and even the statue in the center of the broken temple is like having spirituality at this moment, covered with a layer of divine brilliance.

Later, the dazzling light instantly submerged the place, and the entire ruined temple burst out with a brilliant divine light, as bright as a lighthouse guiding the way in the dark night, even if it was far away, you could see this scene from afar.