Early in the morning of the second day, on the mountain behind Lingyun Nunnery, Murong Qiyi and his party of six walked in front, and Nangong Chen and Lin Bo walked in the rear.

Nangong Chen looked at the agile figures in front of him, like birds walking through the mountains and forests, smart and beautiful, while looking at himself, dying, like a dying chickadee.

The thick eyelashes slowly hid the longing in his eyes, and also covered the despair, all the good things in the world did not belong to him.

Murong Yun in front of him seemed to feel the sad aura in the air, turned around, and ran towards Nangong Chen.

Murong Qi looked at the hand that was let go by Yun'er and sighed deeply.

"Miss! The little master is a child's heart! Playful! Dongzang hurriedly explained. She didn't want any estrangement between the siblings.

"Dongzang has a lot of heart, Yun'er is kind by nature, I won't take it to heart!" Murong Qi waved his hand, as if it was meaningless.

After taking a few steps forward, he looked back with some uneasiness, "Dongzang, you better stay by Yun'er's side!" I'm relieved that way! ”

"Yes! Slave and maid, go now! After saying that, Dong Zang ran in the direction of Murong Yun.

Murong Qi turned around and continued to walk forward.

"Brother Chen, you are so slow! I'll help you go! Saying that, Murong Yun grabbed Nangong Chen's hand and ran forward quickly, and for a while, Nangong Chen's steps were a little staggering.

"Little Master Murong! My son-in-law is not in good health and can't walk too fast! Limber hurriedly explained.

"Oh! Brother Chen, I'm sorry, Yun'er doesn't know! Murong Yun looked at Nangong Chen apologetically, and his clenched hand couldn't help but loosen.

Just as Nangong Chen wanted to speak, the sky suddenly darkened.

Murong Qi's heart tightened inexplicably, and he was about to check, but for a while, the wind blew fiercely, causing his figure to shake.

"Hold on to the tree!" Murong Qi used all his strength and shouted loudly.

The wind swept through the leaves, and the sound of the wind whistling in my ears made it impossible to open my eyes, and some small trees were directly blown down by the wind, and then swept into the air.

The change in the weather was too weird, Murong Qiyi didn't know what to do, leaning on the trunk, his eyes narrowed slightly, looked around, and found Chunhua and Qiushi not far away, the two were hugging the trunk tightly, but Xia Chang, who was walking before, was gone.

Even then, Murong Qi looked in the direction where Murong Yun was, and everywhere he looked, except for the slightly thick tree trunk, no one remained, thinking of that little person, he was worried, but now like this, he couldn't go to find it at all.

Just as Murong Qi was pondering, the wind seemed to have weakened a lot, although there was still a strong wind around, it had weakened a lot compared to before.

Murong Qi calmed down and sensed the surroundings. Within a few miles, there were only two directions with slight fluctuations in spiritual power, and the two directions were completely different, west and south.

Now that he couldn't take care of it, Murong Qi took advantage of the reduced wind and shouted at Chunhua and Qiushi, asking them to go to the west to find Yun'er, and if they found him, they would take him back to the nunnery.

And he is heading south.

Murong Qi walked in the woods with great difficulty, and after only a few steps, the wind blew fiercely, and after a while, the wind was calm, and the situation was extremely strange.

The sun was gradually rising, the wind was gradually subsiding, and Murong Qi had to hurry up and head towards his destination.

The farther south you go, the temperature in the air seems to be getting warmer, and your feet seem to be scorching hot when you step on the ground.

The temperature was too high, so that Murong Qi's eyes couldn't open, and his expression was also a little trance, sweat ran down his cheeks, and fell to the ground "sizzling".

Murong Qi clenched her teeth, the pain stimulated her nerves, and there was a trace of clarity in her heart.

The harsh environment made her heart more and more anxious, if the person in front of her was Yun'er, what should it be!

The eagerness made her use all her strength to run in that direction!

The stumbling pace made her body lose her balance, and she accidentally fell to the ground.

With a sprained ankle, she couldn't walk upright, and in desperation, she had to crawl forward.

On the ground, sharp stones cut through her brocade clothes, and the friction with the ground made her fingers bloody, painful and bone-crippling, and the dizziness of her head became more and more intense, forcing her to give up her palms and use the strength of her elbows to move forward.

The heat on the ground, the sharp stones on the road, the blood and water melted into the rubble, and the water had long since disappeared, leaving only the red sign.

The exhaustion of the body and the exhaustion of the body made her willpower reach the limit.

Gradually, her vision became blurred, and in a trance, she seemed to hear Xiao Yun'er's soft voice, as if calling her "Sister, sister......"

"Yun'er ......" There was still a trace of dried blood under her chapped red lips.

Murong Qi completely lost consciousness, and the next moment, Qiushui Ring emitted a red glow, and the red glow suddenly appeared, surrounding her body, like a protective shield.

Wounds throughout the body were repairing quickly and quickly with visible speed.

Just as Murong Qi was repairing, a huge suction force suddenly appeared in front of him, as if it was about to swallow up a black hole, and his body dragged forward uncontrollably.

As you drag, the wounds on your body are gradually healed by the repair of the red mang, and then you are wounded again, and so on.

If it weren't for the fact that Murong Qi was in a coma at this time, he would definitely be angry and scolding the sky.

It wasn't until the suction was dragged to a deep pit that the suction gradually disappeared.

The pit is several meters high, and its width is no less than a large football field, and in the center, there is a half-meter-high fiery red round stone, and the temperature around it is frighteningly high! Even the air seemed to be distorted by the scorching heat.

The round stone seemed to be conscious, and it kept tumbling at the bottom of the pit, and the scorching waves of air rolled down, forming a hurricane.

If Murong Qi was awake at this time, he could recognize that the hurricane was the demonic wind that had plagued them before.

The hurricane circles around the pit and hits the stone wall, and the mud and rocks on the stone wall are swept into the wind, and there is a tendency to expand even if the wind does not decrease by a single cent.

It wasn't until the fiery red stone made another hurricane that the two winds were sent out of the pit together.

In the pit, Murong Qi, who had been completely repaired by the red mang, was surrounded by a stream of blue-blue gas at this time, and the temperature around his body seemed to have dropped a lot at this moment.

The blue-blue gas gradually expands like an aperture of light.

The red stone on the side was about to move, almost trying to get closer, but when it approached, it avoided it from a distance, like a timid child.

At this time, the giant pit is like a Taiji diagram, which is as hot as water on the one hand.