The technique of heavy light spread throughout the human realm at the same time.

The news that the gate of the fairy world was about to open even appeared in the enchantment of Fengwu Snow Mountain.

Ye Luwu leaned over and pulled out the long sword from the heart demon that had turned into a pus under his feet, and stepped into the spiritual power node that had been opened in front of him.

Strange to say, this is already the third demon she has encountered, but except for the first one who turned into Wen Yu's appearance, the rest are all such a dark look.

No challenge.

She slowly looked up at the golden scroll floating in the heavy clouds, thinking to herself that it was going to speed up.

The distance between Fengwu Snow Mountain and Yunjian Mountain is not close.

If it weren't for the fact that only by destroying the demons could pass the spiritual power node, she even wanted to pull these demons with low combat power together, and then solve them together.

Even if these spiritual power nodes are deliberate, this is already the fourth node, presumably after going out from here, you will be able to see Zhongli and Xu Mingchuan.

This last demon...... I wonder if anything will change.

Before he could get out of the clouds, a figure in front of him quickly attacked.

Ye Luwu deftly dodged to the side, and a trace of joy floated in his heart, finally came.

At the moment when the figure revealed its true face, the thick clouds around it immediately dissipated. It's just that it's not like when I met the first demon, and the rest of the place around me has changed.

There was still a white field in front of me, but the field of vision was slightly wider.

"Swordsmith, you are ......"

Before she could finish her words, she swallowed it back into her stomach.

Zhongli, who was standing in front of her, looked a little wrong.

Ye Luwu was a little surprised, if she talked about demons, no matter who she met here, it would be reasonable. But only Zhongli, she really couldn't understand why he appeared in her inner demon realm.

His face was still covered with the scarf he had given him, the corner of the silver mask poked out of his bosom, and his eyes, which had always sparkled with essence, were a little confused at the moment. His gaze pierced from here, and he didn't know where it fell.

In just a moment, Ye Luwu understood. The Zhongli in front of him is not his own demon, but a real person.

It's just that what happened to him in the realm of demons, why is he even a little erratic.

Although Zhongli's state at the moment was very wrong, the moment the dense fog dissipated, with a slight use of force on the ground, the whole person jumped high and attacked Ye Luwu.

His movements were fast, and even if Ye Luwu spent all his mind on dodging, he could only avoid his attacks.

If it were to really fight, Zhongli, who was empty-handed, would not be her opponent anyway.

But it was also for this reason that he attacked so recklessly, which made Ye Luwu not know what to do.

In the face of the living Zhongli, she can't be as merciless as Fang Cai to those demons, and she can't even hurt him in the slightest.

If you can't shoot, you can only hide.

Even though he lost his mind, Zhongli was the swordsmith of Moonless City after all, and after feeling that Ye Luwu had no intention of really fighting him, his attack became even more aggressive, and his move was fatal.

The black-purple light brushed his cheeks, and Ye Luwu stood in place with his legs, bending backwards to dodge the attack that came at his throat.

As she got up, her left leg quickly lifted and then jerked down from the side. With this momentum, her entire body spun horizontally in the air for two weeks, and then landed firmly on the ground.

Zhongli's power had been sealed away by himself when he was in Moonless City. So where did he borrow his spiritual power?

Flame Stone ......

Ye Luwu's eyes darkened, and his mind quickly wondered where he had placed the Flame Stone.

Zhongli didn't have much time left for her, and after a few breaths, black and purple spiritual power gathered in his palm again, smashing heavily at her.

If she remembered correctly, the Flame Stone should have been kicked in his arms, along with the two halves of the silver mask.

In that case, it's better to give it a go.

Ye Luwu saw the rapid attack, not only did not dodge or dodge, but even gave up the charging posture of slightly bending his legs and slowly stood up straight.

As she straightened up completely, Zhongli's attack had already landed on top of her.

Although Ye Luwu was tall, standing in front of Zhongli, he was only at the level of his chin.

Such a height difference just helped her a lot.

The moment Zhongli's clenched fists hit the top of Ye Luwu's head, she jerked out her right fist, and without even repositioning, it smashed right on his chest.

The hard touch came from the phalanges in an instant, and it was indeed the Flame Stone.

It was only at this moment that she poured all her soul power into her right arm, wrapping the Flame Stone tightly through her clothes.

The source of his strength was cut off, and Zhongli's offensive immediately stopped, still standing in his original position.

Ye Luwu shook his right hand lightly, and secretly said in his heart that it was fortunate that his body was not afraid of pain, otherwise Fang Cai's punch came down, even if the bones were not broken, this hand could not be used again for the time being.

The clothes on Zhongli's chest were burned by her soul power, and the flame stone and mask he was carrying in his arms fell out one after another.

The Flame Stone can repair the only trace of the sea of consciousness that remains.

Ye Luwu involuntarily leaned down and held the life-saving object with a subtle sheen in his hand.

There was a faint joy in her heart, and from this day on, she would no longer have to be confined by this body.

The smile on her lips didn't last long before she noticed a very important problem.

It's true that this thing is a flame stone, but she ......

It won't work.

No matter how much soul power you use to perceive it, you won't get half of it. It's like, when this thing is in her hands, it's just an ordinary stone.

No wonder Zhongli never worried about the loss of the Flame Stone, it turned out to be this reason.

Ye Luwu sighed helplessly, then took a step back, reached out and lowered Zhongli's raised arms, and then patted his face gently, "Sword forger, wake up, your Flame Stone has been stolen." ”

His eyes were still glazed and unresponsive.

She frowned, and then said, "Zhongli, you have lost your mask too. ”

This time, his eyes were a little brighter.

Ye Luwu didn't expect that mask to be so important to him, and his status in his heart even surpassed that of the Flame Stone.

She took a deep breath and spoke again: "You still know ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, Zhongli, who had been standing there without moving, suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged her into his arms.

Ye Luwu was startled in his heart, and a red flame quickly rippled out of his right palm, which was about to slap on his back.

At this moment, Zhongli, who had not fully recovered his senses, said in her ear with a slight trembling: "I am Zhongli, I miss you." ”

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