Lu Li slowly retreated, unconcerned about Yuri Chasing Wind's taunts.

After all, he did fall for the other party's calculation and lost a move.

But this doesn't mean that Lu Li should be furious or arrogant.

He always knew what he was good at and what he wasn't good at.

This twists and turns at the level of mind is one of the shortcomings that Lu Li thinks he has.

If you don't make a decision, you will break it with a sword.

This is Lu Li's consistent style, and at some point, it is indeed very simple, crude, and useful to cut through the mess quickly.

But this time, it made Lu Li suffer a lot.

I felt a new wave of injuries, and the remnants of the sword yuan that even the colorful light could no longer maintain.

Lu Li had already made up his mind to retreat, no matter how much Yuri Chaser used that illusion, he would not rush forward again.

"Hehehe. ”

Yuri Chafeng tugged at the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Are you really ready to leave?" If I tell you now that I have a problem with even my actions, you can easily subdue me even without Sword Yuan, do you believe it or not?"

"Hmph, you old man is very evil, I won't believe you anymore!"

Lu Li said that, he had already walked on the gravel path in the bamboo forest.

This lush bamboo forest has been destroyed by the repeated battles between the two of them, and the area of the bamboo forest has shrunk slightly.

But the strange thing is that Lu Li deliberately controlled the aftermath of the battle, worried about affecting the sword master in the bamboo forest, which is quite reasonable.

Yuri Chasing Wind was also deliberately controlling his shots, and did not make too many blows in the direction of the bamboo forest.

Otherwise, judging from the destructive power caused by the two of them, this bamboo forest will definitely not be spared.

Yuri Chafeng looked at Lu Li's back as he left without hesitation, shook his head in disappointment, and immediately removed a trap set in front of him.

Then he sat there like that, waiting for the change of time to reappear.

Lu Li walked quickly on the gravel path between the bamboo forests, and while checking his injuries, he whispered to himself:

"Except for the flesh of the right arm, which is mostly cracked, the rest of the body surface is only a few minor abrasions and bruises. ”

Lu Li touched his ribs, there was a bruise there, with his recovery ability, this slight injury should have recovered a long time ago.

But now it seems that not only the superficial bruises, but also the slight internal injuries he received when he fought against Yuri Chase Wind showed no signs of healing.

"Huh, this is really a terrible rule, no matter how hard you fight, there will be no undefeated powerhouse in the Land of Divine Sleep. ”

As his thoughts turned, Lu Li had already come to the bamboo house.

"Juggernaut, I'm back. ”

Lu Li said hello and pushed open the bamboo door.

The room was still dim, but for Lu Li, who had regained his night vision, as long as there was still a glimmer of light, there was no situation where he couldn't see things clearly.

His gaze subconsciously looked at the bamboo bed, but he saw that behind the old curtain, the rich shadow had completely disappeared, and the figure of the Sumeru Sword Saint was not seen on the bamboo bed.

"Where did he go?"

Lu Li pushed open the back door, and seeing that there was no other road in the bamboo forest, he couldn't help but wonder and thought:

"You don't think I can't stop Yuri Chasing Wind and run ahead of time, right?

Lu Li moved a dusty bamboo chair, and blew it up, blowing up dust all over the sky.

He sat down, ready to wait and see.

Unexpectedly, the bamboo chair was sat on, and there was a "squeak" protest sound, which made Lu Li worry about whether it would fall apart directly.

Sure enough, the bamboo chair finally couldn't withstand the weight of Lu Li, and immediately scattered into a cloud of broken bamboo, several of which had been hollowed out by insects, and it was no wonder that it collapsed directly.

"Did the Sumeru Sword Master never use these chairs and benches?"

Lu Li waited for everything to be okay anyway, so he walked around the room, which allowed Lu Li to discover more details.

The rotten beams, the tattered windows, the dusty floor, but not many footprints......

It's all a fact.

This room has not been inhabited by a living person for a long time.

"Isn't it?"

Lu Li instantly recalled some ghost legends he had heard when he was a child.

In those legends, the Deserted House and the Devil were always a great match.

Although he was not afraid of these ghosts, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

If there are really unjust ghosts in this world, then I am afraid that what he meets is a terrible ghost among powerful ghosts and an unjust soul among unjust souls.

After all, the sword yuan in his body is genuine, and the "Myoko Heart Sutra" and "Mustard Seed Sword Qi" he has learned are also true sword saints.

This indirectly proves that the owner of the room is indeed the Sumeru Sword Saint......

Or was it ever?

I waited for nearly a stick of incense.

Lu Li calmed down and felt more and more intense to flee, and set his eyes on the bamboo bed behind the old curtain.

"If the Sumeru Sword Saint I saw before was indeed a living person, there would definitely be corresponding traces left on the bamboo bed. ”

While thinking, Lu Li leaned on the bamboo bed.

Just as he was about to stretch out his right hand and tear the old curtain open. A thick shadow suddenly appeared behind the curtain.

This shadow is thick like an entity, making it impossible for Lu Li to see what is really behind the curtain.

"Sumeru Sword Master?"

Lu Li's intuition told him that it was the Sumeru Sword Saint who came, but he still couldn't help but ask.

The shadows behind the old curtain wriggled and wriggled, and soon a figure formed.

The figure's head moved, as if to determine Lu Li's position, and said in a low voice:

"I've been watching your fight with Yuri Chasing the Wind, and I know you've lost. ”

"Huh?"

Lu Li was stunned when he heard this, he didn't realize that there was a third person present at that time.

If the Sumeru Sword Master has such a hidden skill, then why not just take action and help Lu Li solve Yuri Chasing the Wind?

As if sensing Lu Li's doubts and suspicions, the voice behind the curtain continued to sound, "In the previous battle, I was so injured that I could only use secret techniques to survive in this half-human, half-soul state. ”

After a pause, the deep voice that obviously became a little senile continued: "In this state, I can't leave this bamboo house for too long, and I can't use the sword element, so I can only rely on myself. ”

Although the other party's words are coherent and there are no obvious contradictions, it shows a high degree of credibility.

However, Lu Li, who already possessed the [Microscopic Delusion] supernatural power and had used it several times, had already detected a trace of abnormality through intuitive Mingrui.

He looked at the figure behind the curtain silently, and said, "I'm running out of sword yuan now, can you transfer some more sword yuan from me, so that I can take the opportunity to subdue Yuri Chasing Wind?"

"Yes. ”

The deep voice behind the curtain agreed bluntly.

At the same time, the blurred figure on the bamboo bed raised his right arm, and wanted to point to Lu Li's eyebrows.

At the moment when the other party raised his right arm completely, Lu Limeng took a step to the left, and moved his gaze up, and in a glimpse, he saw the appearance of the right hand clearly.

It was a withered, emaciated arm with almost nothing but skin and bones.

On this arm, which obviously belonged to the old man, bloody wounds were all over it, which was similar to Lu Li's right arm and Zeng!

Lu Li was shocked on the spot, and subconsciously reached out and pulled the old curtain completely!

Without the cover of the curtain, relying on a layer of shadow alone, it was no longer possible to hide the whole picture of the figure on the bamboo bed.

Lu Li took a look, and a sentence of "slot" had already broken out.

His pupils dilated rapidly, as if to accommodate more light, so that he could see the face of the man on the bamboo bed more clearly.

The first thing that caught Lu Li's eyes was that the other party had almost no hair, only a few strands of long withered white hair sparsely hanging down his head.

The long, thinning hair had been dragged from the edge of the bed to the floor, apparently untrimmed for a long time.

Beneath the sparsely drooping strands of long hair is the wrinkled, bone-clinging skin of the face.

His complexion was sickly pale after years of sunlight.

A pair of cloudy eyes flashed with a look of confusion and incomprehension.

The old man asked, "What's the matter?" Why did you react so much?"

Lu Li took another step back, and blurted out a name: "Yuri Chasing the Wind?"

"What are you talking about? That mad elf is outside the bamboo forest. The confusion on the old man's face was even worse.

The [Microscopic Delusion] Divine Power did not give Lu Li a hint, which indicated that the other party may not have the intention of deceiving and lying.

For a while, Lu Li was also confused and confused.