Zhou Zhou saw Adrian, and Adrian also saw Zhou Zhou.

He thought he was wrong, could it be that he missed Zhou Jiu too much and had hallucinations? Or there is also a saying that people will see the person they want to see the most before they die, and they all blame the succubus for being slow, and how long has it been since they came to save me, I have hallucinations before death. In other words, the person I wanted to see most before I died was Zhou Jiu, not my father and mother.

Adrian's mind was a little messy, his mind was a mess, and he probably wouldn't remember what he was thinking again.

Zhou Zhou moved under the pressure of Wan Jun, this is the disadvantage of the mage, the wind is whistling outside, although it has no effect on Zhou Zhou in the protection, but he was really blown to the point of exploding, and now Zhou Zhou has added another Wind Phantom Technique to barely stay in place instead of being blown away. Of course, why didn't he switch to a succubus? If he switched to a succubus, he would be able to stand, but if he could, what would he do with the trouble of protecting? This shield can't hold up without magic!

What a sad story.

The pavilion chief was still saying cool words on the side: "Yo, it's been almost twenty minutes, when will you be able to get there at the speed of your turtle crawling?"

Qing Huan: "Zhou Zhou, you don't have to be so anxious......"

Zhou Zhou was comfortable listening to this, although he would not slow down, but Qinghuan's little angel's words were heartwarming.

I only heard him continue: "No matter how fast or slow you are now, when you get there, you can only see a lump of minced meat." ”

Zhou Zhou: What does "...... mean? Let him prepare to collect the body?

At this time, it happened that the Shenxing Article had finished reading, and Zhou Zhou arrived at his destination.

If it weren't for the fact that Shenxing had to read the article, Zhou Zhou wouldn't have been standing in place all the time, and if it wasn't for the fact that reading the Shenxing article was too time-consuming, Zhou Zhou wouldn't have spent so much time talking to them about these meaningless things, and he would have made himself angry.

The scenery around him is still white, but there is an extra bloody person in front of Zhou Zhou, he is probably naked, and there is a little bit of cloth on his body, the once flaxen-colored long hair has become of different lengths, and the broken hair in the air flutters to an unknown place, Zhou Zhou approached him, and saw what the unrecognizable person said hoarsely, Zhou Zhou didn't know why, his breath was a little trembling, and he didn't know what to do at this time, or how to help him? So he lowered his head and listened to him say, "Zhou Jiu......" It was just a name, but he relaxed with peace of mind after hearing the accurate answer.

Zhou Zhou watched him collapse at his feet, stretched out his hand to help him, but touched a hand of flesh and blood, he stood in place helplessly, and simply opened the protection, the fierce wind from the outside world seized the opportunity at this time, rushed in, the wind tore his wide robe, and the first exposed hand instantly cracked and turned into white bones, and Zhou Zhou also knew at this moment, how long was he late?

He forcibly held on to the protective shroud of Adrian and his body, and hugged him tremblingly: "I'm sorry ......" Zhou Zhou used to hate this sentence the most, because once you hear these three words, it means that you must have made a mistake, owe others or others owe you, no matter which one will not make people happy.

Adrian's whole face was covered in blood, only a pair of amber eyes could see the color of the past, he seemed to smile, and every word was bleeding: "Thank you, you can come......" Then he slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes were stained with blood, making him look embarrassed, he rubbed Zhou Zhou's neck socket as before, leaned on, as if a helpless person had found a foothold, and slowly fell into Zhou Zhou's arms, Zhou Zhou was pressed by gravity and half knelt on the ground, his throat was so blocked that he couldn't speak, and he could only tremble and brush the healing technique over and over again.

The pavilion chief raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you dead?" He probed Adrian's body: "Still a genius......"

Zhou Zhou opened his red eyes and looked: "What?"

The pavilion chief was stunned: "I said that if you want to cry, you can cry, and if you don't cry, you don't want this expression." ”

"He awakened the highest troubadour lineage at his near-death experience and mastered the woods in a way that only one of the people I've ever met. ”

Qing Huan rolled his eyes at the pavilion chief, and said worriedly, "You have to go out quickly, the mage's healing technique doesn't seem to work here." ”

Not to mention, Zhou Zhou also discovered that the healing technique he brushed Adrian did not have any effect at all, Zhou Zhou's heart sank, and his eyes could not settle.

He saw a lute, the instrument Adrian had with him.

I don't know why, Zhou Zhou felt that this might be a hope for Adrian to live, Zhou Zhou's hand reached out to Mu Qi's slender handle, there was still blood on his fingertips, it was a mixture of his blood and Adrian's blood, he couldn't care about it so much, he always had a strange realm at this time, his mind was very calm, but after thinking about it, it was a mess, he didn't know what he was doing, he just thought: It's a big deal to wipe it later. Maybe he'll know later how out of tune his idea is.

The moment Zhou Zhou held Mu Qi, he suddenly felt that this might not be a matter of wiping, Zhou Zhou's blood was sucked clean in an instant, and a red light flashed through the black jade-like handle of the instrument, Zhou Zhou should quickly retract his hand at this time, but strangely, he didn't make any movement, but continued to let Mu Zhou suck his blood.

The human body can lose up to 30% of its blood volume, otherwise it is life-threatening and blood transfusions are required. Zhou Zhou lamented, do you think it's just an ordinary blood transfusion? No, you are too naïve, what kind of blood is my blood? That's human blood plus elves and succubi...... (There is no blood type to match for true blood)

The time is a bit long, but in fact, it is only a matter of half a minute, Zhou Zhou's hand became numb and cold, and on the contrary, from the place where he touched Mu Qi, a dazzling white light flashed, Zhou Zhou's eyes accepted impotence for a while, and he couldn't see anything at that moment, he subconsciously let go of his hand to cover his eyes, how much will his eyesight drop in this way?

He probably closed his eyes for a long time, which caused him to look confused when he opened his eyes and saw a vast space.

It looks like the intersection of the two worlds, but it's much worse.

Although the intersection of the two worlds looks empty and white, Zhou Zhou can feel a trace of murder, and forgive him for using such a second-class word, which is the most accurate word that Zhou Zhou, who is a scumbag in language, can think of.

The place looks subdued, huh...... Just like Zhou Zhou stayed at his grandmother's house during the summer vacation, he got up in the morning and saw his grandmother in the shade under the old locust tree from the wooden window...... It was strange why he could see the intimacy in this white and monotonous place.

Zhou Zhou remembered the plots that always appeared in costume dramas, so he began to pinch people for himself: "I'm stunned." He muttered to himself. Then he heard a clear laugh, clear and melodious, and the voice was extremely beautiful, like singing, and the aftermath was tactful.

Zhou Zhou raised his head and looked around, it was still white, and the voice came from all directions, groundless, if she said it again, I would definitely find her. Zhou Zhou thought.

But this time it was very simple to find her, the owner of this space obviously did not have the idea of trickery, the voice appeared again, behind Zhou Zhou, the sound was charming, gorgeous, there was a feeling that Zhou Zhou couldn't say, if Zhou Zhou had seen the three-dimensional February Red, he would probably feel that the two people were somewhat similar, they both felt this way.

A woman's smile also has a special beauty, Zhou Zhou looked at her, and inexplicably felt that such a person should not stand in this simple and simple place, she should be equipped with a high stage, surrounded by red peonies, dressed in red opera robes, she sang and danced lightly in the red garden, and the true national color of the garden could not suppress her stunning beauty.

The woman's cherry mouth seemed to be coated with thick rouge, very gorgeous, what she said, Zhou Zhou didn't listen, he stared blankly at the beauty who suddenly appeared and didn't know whether it was friend or foe, she asked him to promise something, she asked him to do a favor, she asked him to make a contract...... There are many, many of these, Zhou Zhou didn't hear them clearly, and in the end, Zhou Zhou only remembered one sentence, only remembered the woman's gently pursed red lips: "You, a little girl, why are you so?"

Qing Huan's voice sounded anxiously, looming, as if looking at flowers on the other side, and he couldn't really hear it: "Zhou Zhou, Zhou Zhou, where did you just go?"

"Zhou Zhou ......"

Zhou Zhou lowered his head slightly, his bangs covered his eyes, a little gloomy, he looked at the pipa in his hand, his fingers stroked, his fingertips plucked on the strings, when he spit out the first note on the tip of his tongue, the voice was long and tactful, the rhythm was beautiful, Zhou Zhou knew that it was not the language here, it was Chinese.

Zhou Zhou can be sure that even if his mind is chaotic, the music is still full of charm, Zhou Zhou is not a fan of flower drum opera, otherwise he would know something, at this time Zhou Zhou is like a bystander, looking at himself as caressing the strings as if he is a beloved, his light lips look at the unexpected charm, and his every move is the elegance of the servant.

He watched him turn off the guard, listened to the pavilion chief's cold and angry scolding, Qing Huan called eagerly, but there was no response, not even a trace of struggle.

In the end, Zhou Zhou even saw that his dazed eyes were full of streamers, not real light, but more shocking than the spells that Zhou Zhou transformed at any time, more bright and moving, "he" glanced at his location gently, slender and slender eyes, clear and cold lines, but Zhou Zhou felt that he was electrocuted.

When they came back to their senses, they had already reached the outside of the two realms.