Chapter 63: A Sense of Déjà vu

"Are you alright?" Ling Shuang'er asked softly.

"How long have I been like this?" Ling Yu only felt that he was soaked in sweat, as if he had a nightmare.

"It didn't take long for me to think that you were concentrating on cracking the secret of the stone chamber, and I didn't bother you, until you just woke up suddenly, I felt strange and asked you what's wrong."

"I fell for the illusion, but I don't know when it was cast!" Ling Yu said.

"Illusion? Only people with high cultivation can successfully use illusion on people with low cultivation, is it because you have met a monk with a higher cultivation than you? Isn't this man's cultivation ......?"

"It's not all, some races that are born with the talent of illusion, such as foxes, ferrets and other races, can also use illusions on high-level monks when they cultivate to a very low level, but the length of time they are cast varies and the strength of the illusions cast!"

"But why didn't we see the spellcaster, and why didn't I fall for the illusion?" Ling Shuang'er voiced her doubts.

"It should be the remains of the seated man in the stone room!"

"You mean there's a seated skeleton in this stone room?"

"That's right, the seated man should be a master of illusion, he has done something in the jade slip, so that the divine consciousness of the person who invaded the jade slip is trapped in the illusion, and he can't leave the Nine Palace Pavilion, so as to achieve the purpose of protecting the jade slip!"

Ling Yu was already very sure of his judgment, and he was even more determined to get the jade slip.

With a slap of the storage bag, three flying swords flew out of it, and slashed at the door of the stone room together, and suddenly sparks splashed everywhere, and the rubble flew wildly!

The flying sword was obtained by Ling Yu from elsewhere, and it was used with little attention and protection, and was completely used as a firewood knife.

After about a pillar of incense, the three flying swords finally opened a stone cave in the door of the stone chamber that could pass through one person.

Ling Yu's divine thought moved, and he violently pushed Ling Shuang'er away, shouting, "Hold your breath!"

Ling Shuang'er immediately understood, and while holding her breath, she pulled out a silk handkerchief from her waist and covered her mouth and nose.

Immediately after that, a puff of green mist erupted from the mouth of the cave, and it was poisonous gas!

Ling Yu's figure flashed and floated out of the way. Then I saw that green mist kept coming out of the entrance of the cave, and it quickly filled the entire corridor!

Ling Yu immediately flew out more than a dozen spirit silks, grabbed different positions on Ling Shuang'er's body, pulled her to his side at once, grabbed her hand and flew towards the exit of the Yongdao!

Ga! Ga! ”

Two shrill screams came from behind the two of them, and a shriveled man flew out of the hole, stretched out a black hand like dry bones, and grabbed the back of Ling Yu's neck!

Ling Yu didn't look back, and the flying silk in his other hand, according to the instructions of Shen Nian, flew out and wrapped around the dry bone hand.

Immediately after looking at the momentum of the flying people, he was dragged to the wall of the road, and with a "click", he heard the sound of a withered and broken bone.

Ling Yu still pulled Ling Shuang'er out without looking back, as long as he didn't run out of the range of the green gas, Ling Yu wouldn't stop.

"Gah! Ga! ”

Two strange screams came again, Ling Yu pushed Ling Shuang's sound and shouted: "Keep running!"

Ling Yu himself turned around sharply and caught up with the flying boneless man.

When he saw the dry bone man in the front, Ling Yu also gasped, this thing was just a dry skull wrapped in dry skin, with two big holes on his head, glowing with phosphorescent green fire, indescribably abandoned!

Ling Yu was not allowed to take a closer look, the dry and pitch-black claws had already attacked as fast as lightning!

Ling Yu dodged the attack, slapped the storage bag, and the three flying swords came out together, stabbing the dry bone man.

The dry bone man doesn't care about any flying swords or not, and he still fights with his body without fear of death!

"Click! Click! Click! The sound was endless, and the dry bones were torn apart by Ling Yu's chaotic blades, and the broken bones fell to the ground.

With a "click", an emerald green jade slip also fell to the ground, it was the jade slip that Ling Yu saw when he was hit by the illusion.

Ling Yu was afraid that there would be any more poison in the jade slip, so he hurriedly released his divine thoughts and immersed himself in it to check.

When it was found that there was nothing abnormal inside, it sent out a flying silk, picked up the jade slip, and put it in a storage bag.

At this time, Ling Yu found that Ling Shuang'er had returned again, probably because she was not worried about Ling Yu.

When she found that Ling Yu was safe and sound, she put her mind at ease, looked at Ling Yu's eyes, a strange feeling rose from the bottom of her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Ling Yu?"

Ling Yu's heart shook violently, was she recognized? I couldn't help but subconsciously touch the mask on my face, and it was hard and good on my face, how could this Ling Shuang'er recognize herself?

Then Ling Shuang'er showed a smile on her face and muttered to herself, "Can you tell it's you just by looking at it? Are you still the high-spirited genius boy who dares to be the first in the world? Let's go! It's me who thinks you'll have me in your heart, so I treat others as old friends! ”

After speaking, his expression was very lonely.

"...... this?"

Ling Yu would never have imagined that Ling Shuang'er would have such a lonely expression, nor would Ling Shuang'er say such a complaining word to Ling Yu.

She was the coldest princess-like existence in Star-Moon City, and she was looking at that one of the children of the clan? I'm afraid I can't count the number of people who have been coldly rejected by her, right?

Could her crush be Ling Yu?

"What? Do you like Ling Yu? Ling Yu was also aroused, because he had never known or believed that Ling Shuang'er would have him in his heart before this!

"What's your business!"

Ling Shuang'er also seemed to be aware of her momentary gaffe, and when Ling Yu asked this, she immediately returned to a state of vigilance.

During the time she and Ling Yu were together, Ling Yu had always met as a masked boy, and such close contact was easy to reveal flaws.

However, there was one thing that was enough for Ling Shuang'er to erase all the flaws that had been exposed, and that was the masked boy's current cultivation at the tenth level of Xuan Qi! As for Ling Yu, as for Ling Yu, who had just recovered to the second level of Xuan Qi, he was beaten back to the first level of Xuan Qi in front of him, and he was almost abolished again!

Anything can be faked, but cultivation can't, this is Ling Shuang'er's very certain cognition.

And it is precisely this that Ling Yu is very handy at doing it!

These days, she always felt that the masked boy was somewhat similar to Ling Yu, but she didn't dare to affirm it, she only regarded it as her own illusion.

After all, Ling Yu was bedridden for two years, and in the third year, he basically didn't have contact with the children of the clan, and the children of the juvenile period would change a lot in three years, and when Ling Shuang'er saw Ling Yu again, she had a strange feeling. It was impossible to immediately determine that the masked boy was Ling Yu.

The huge contrast in cultivation, coupled with the change in the distance of three years, Ling Shuang'er really couldn't connect the two!

There's just a sense of déjà vu...