From the moment Lan Zui climbed on the rope, Jun Yihuang has always been restless.

watched as Lan Zui's figure was gradually swallowed by water vapor and darkness. Jun Yihuang was not hindered by the darkness, but he couldn't see through the heavy fog, he could only see the bright white dots on the side of the fog in the distance, Jun Yihuang held the rope swaying from side to side with his hand, and weakly wanted to help Lan Zui fix the rope, and at the same time, through the tremor on the rope, he felt Lan Zui's action.

After complaining in the tomb for thousands of years, she has long been unconvinced of the gods and Buddhas, and now she doesn't know whether she has returned to the world for too long or is too worried, she has rarely secretly prayed for Lan Zui again.

It's a pity that even the gods and Buddhas seem to have abandoned this barren land, Jun Yihuang watched as the white light in the dense fog suddenly fell from a high place, and the rope in his hand also hung down at an abnormal angle.

Jun Yihuang only felt a bang in her head, and her eyes suddenly darkened, of course she heard the words of Rong Shisan and Lan Zui just now, and knew that if Lan Zui fell, there would be no way out.

"Blue drunk!"

I don't know who made the exclamation next to me, Jun Yihuang couldn't hear it clearly, and couldn't tell it. Before she came, she had already made a decision, she would rather give up that soul and soul, but also protect Lan Zui and let Lan Zui go back completely.

She can't accept Lan drunk and die here, absolutely not!

The body that had been trapped for a long time suddenly lightened, and Jun Yihuang didn't have time to think about it, volleyed up in the air, and flew down to the bottom of the trench.

Bai Suhe exclaimed, and there was a heavy object next to him, and Bai Suhe intuitively reached out to catch it, it was Helan Fu's body.

In the misty light and shadow, a white shadow came out of Helan Fu's body, Jun Yihuang restored his body, and it was the wide-sleeved long skirt, floating like a fairy, swept by, and merged with the water vapor at the bottom of the trench.

Lan drunk is desperate.

No matter how powerful she is, she can't do it in mid-air. It felt terrible to fall from a great height, and it seemed like my heart and lungs were going to spit out of my mouth. Lan Zui clenched his teeth with his last will, not wanting his screams before his death to become the last memory of Jun Yihuang and Rong Thirteen.

The time to fall seems to be very short, but it also seems to be very long, and Lan Zui still has time to think about how long it takes to burn a person judging by the temperature of her test?

It should be—soon, I hope she'll hold back.

Does Yihuang blame herself? What about her soul? Can anyone else get out? What happened to Su Lingyu back then?

All kinds of thoughts that should and shouldn't have flashed through Lan Zui's mind like a marquee. Lan Zui now believes that the legendary person will have enough time to recall his life before the temporary time, and it turns out to be true.

If you are burned to death, do you still have a soul? If you can rely on Jun Yihuang's soul, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing. How long has it been since she has seen the real Junyi Phoenix? She really wanted to touch the face in her memory, not Helan Fu's cold and gorgeous face.

There was a tumbling sound of boiling water below, and Lan Drunk closed his eyes.

The back was like a heavy blow, but the momentum of the fall slowed down a lot, and Lan Zui's body was shocked and bounced upward. It was very hot, the temperature and humidity of the breath into the nasal cavity were so high that it almost burned the respiratory tract, and the skin of the □□ was hot, but the limbs did not have the sharp pain that I imagined.

Lan Zui frowned suspiciously, his eyes opened a slit, and he didn't quite understand. Even though the water level below the hot spring was not deep, she had tried it with a steel drill, and there must be water underneath, and the feeling of entering the water was completely different from the current feeling of being steamed. Take a step back and say that even if there is no water and she falls from a height, she should have a broken brain now, how can she have a back pain?

A chill wrapped around his back and neutralized the surrounding heat, making Lan Zui's breathing finally smoother. Lan Zui realized that she was still in the air, but there was a force below that held her up and didn't let her continue to fall.

This feeling of soaring through the clouds is like ...... Just like in the tomb of Helan Fu, when she was wrapped in Yin power by Jun Yihuang and brought the big banyan tree!

"Yi ...... Huang......? ”

Jun Yihuang heard Lan Zui's call, but he was powerless to respond.

She didn't know how she got away from Helan Fu's corpse, from the moment she left Helan Fu, there seemed to be something in the sky and on the ground tearing her soul, making Jun Yihuang miserable. But she didn't care, all her sanity followed the flickering white light below, and when she heard a pop of water before she could reach it, Jun Yihuang almost broke her heart.

Fortunately, it was only the flashlight that Lan Zui carried, and fortunately she caught Lan Zui before she entered the water.

can gather yin power to block Lan Zui's fall, and he has done his best to Jun Yihuang. She could see that not far from Lan Zui's body, the milky white liquid rushed up from the depths like a fine bone broth, bursting and blooming, releasing the heat inside.

What will happen to Lan Drunk, it goes without saying.

can't let Lan Zui fall, but Jun Yihuang can't hold Lan Zui up and take him away. She wrapped Lan Zui with her whole body, hoping that Lan Zui would not be burned by the high temperature, but her heart was hesitant, not knowing how long she could last.

Bai Suhe was defenseless, he was crushed by Helan Fu's body, and when he saw Jun Yihuang's soul leave his body, he immediately understood what was going on.

After doing so many things in the Bai family for so many years, Bai Suhe has seen all kinds □□of ghosts, of course, he knows that once people are obsessed, anything is likely to happen. Otherwise, people will die like lights going out, and the soul will return to yin and yang, and there will not be so many lingering resentful spirits in the world to keep her busy.

It's just that Bai Suhe knows Jun Yihuang's current situation very well, Jun Yihuang broke the spell she used on Helan Fu's body in order to save Lan Zui, without this physical protection, Jun Yihuang himself is difficult to protect, let alone save Lan Zui from the bottom of the cliff.

The following situation is complicated, and it is impossible to rebuild the rope bridge to let people pass, and then climb down to save people. With a long sigh, Bai Suhe reluctantly put Helan Fu's body flat, and took out two palm-sized small red lights, one was placed next to Helan Fu's feet to light it first, and the other was placed in front of him.

As soon as the spell in his mouth started, Bai Suhe didn't have time to light the life lamp in front of him, and the life lamp was lifted and rolled away. Bai Suhe was stunned, the spell paused, and she glared angrily at Meng Zheng who overturned the life lamp, and was about to ask her what she was doing. Meng Zheng pinched the trick with one hand and pointed at her own eyebrows with the other, her lips humming rapidly, and she pronounced a series of strange words.

Others couldn't understand what this language was, but Bai Suhe's face changed greatly. This is exactly the soul separation technique she was about to perform just now, and this language is also the ghost language used by Tongyin. Some time ago, she frequently left her soul to find clues about Bai Yingyan, and she once let Meng Zheng see her twice. It's just that this soul separation technique is to force the soul to leave the body, one to lose one's life, and the other to hurt the body, although it can shuttle through everything as if it were nothing, but it can't take anything and can't touch it, and it's basically no good. It was Bai Suhe who didn't take special precautions at that time, and he didn't want to let Meng Zheng learn all the things in just two short periods.

It's just that before the soul technique is cast, the life lamp must be lit to open the way for the soul to return to the body, Bai Suhe couldn't imagine that Meng Zheng was so nonsense. The Meng Zheng spell was like flowing water, and Bai Suhe didn't have time to stop it, only to see Meng Zheng's body fall backwards as soon as it became weak, and another fluttering Meng Zheng overflowed from the top of his body, flying towards the bottom of the trench like a cloud.

Bai Suhe scolded angrily, it was useless to stop it at this time, and he could only make up for it. Instructed Rong Jiu to flatten Meng Zheng's body, Bai Suhe drew seven charms with cinnabar in a very fast way, spread them around Meng Zheng and Helan Fu's bodies, and then bit his fingertips and wrote a charm on Helan Fu's forehead to help Jun Yihuang stabilize his soul.

I don't know if it's useful or not, but I have to try it.

Jun Yihuang's mind is sometimes clear, sometimes blurry. She had experienced this kind of pain, and knew that it was an omen that her soul was about to disperse, so she could only use the residual yin power to tightly wrap Lan Zui. In the short period of Qingming, Jun Yihuang's fear is accumulating. By now, she had no fear of the soul flying, but what she was afraid of was the moment when she lost her mind before the soul was scattered. Last time, she ruined one of Lan Zui's eyes, and left countless scars on Lan Zui's body, this time, Jun Yihuang didn't dare to imagine and didn't want to imagine, what kind of situation would it be.

Hell, when will they come down!

Jun Yihuang's eyes were dark, her mind was chaotic, and her mind began to blur again, but a gust of wind suddenly rolled up behind her, pushing her and Lan Zui to the edge of the cliff not far away.

Immediately, Jun Yihuang's forehead warmed slightly, and his confused mind gathered little by little with the feather-like flick on his forehead, and even relieved the pain caused by the tearing of many souls.

Jun Yihuang opened his eyes and looked behind him, and what he saw was a face that was very close, with big eyes and lips, but an expressionless face.

"Meng Zheng?"

As soon as Jun Yihuang saw that Meng Zheng was floating in the void like her, he knew that Meng Zheng was not an entity but a soul.

Meng Zheng shook his head wordlessly, but tried his best to push this person and ghost against the mountain wall, sticking tightly.

Lan Zui was very sober, of course he heard Jun Yihuang's question, and he also understood who this sudden strength in the rear came from.

She had just guessed that it was Jun Yihuang who was blocking her from falling into the rolling spring below, and she was relieved and worried at the same time. asked Jun Yihuang a question, but didn't get an answer, Lan Zui knew that Jun Yihuang had done his best to save her, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Lan Zui also wanted to climb the cliff by himself and let Jun Yihuang go back early. However, her flashlight fell off first when she fell, and now her eyes were black, and she untied the grappling hook wrapped around her wrist and threw it to the side a few times, but nothing was hit.

Just when Lan Zui was about to try again, he was hit hard in the back again. And this force came suddenly, it was still aimed at the cliff, Lan was drunk and caught off guard, and the bridge of his forehead and nose hit the cliff, so painful that it almost made her cry bitterly.

The force behind her was much more arrogant than the yin force that Jun Yihuang was carrying her, Lan Zui only felt that the air in his chest was almost pressed out, and his hands and feet were even more four, and he was pressed against the cliff wall by the pressure of his back, and he couldn't move at all, and his plan to climb the rock with a grappling hook was announced.

Lan Drunk could imagine what kind of virtue he was now—not much better than a frog with its limbs pinned to a plank.

Although he knew that Meng Zheng was here to save her, Lan Zui was still angry.

Meng Zheng, you remember it for me!