"Although my body is occupied, my consciousness is awake."

Luo Zijin said disapprerovingly: "I know what has happened these days, so I can fully understand the current situation and the legitimate relationship between you." ”

Xu Huang suddenly understood, and was completely relieved. Fortunately, otherwise I don't know how to explain it.

"What's wrong with no eyebrows?"

In the neglected corner, a female voice said leisurely.

Xu Huang shuddered and found that Zhao Wenji's face was gloomy. Only then did he realize that he might have touched her scales.

He said against his will: "It's very foreign and recognizable." ”

Zhao Wenji snorted coldly, she is not a little girl who chooses to take the initiative to reduce her intelligence, of course she is not so easy to be coaxed. Unless she is facing the young master, she chooses to be intellectual.

"What are you going to do? We feel like we're stuck here. Xu Huang sighed, although he didn't feel anything bad for the time being.

It's good to be alive when the situation can't go any further.

"You don't have an idea, ask us two little girls?" Luo Zijin said dissatisfied.

Xu Huang secretly scolded himself, you are a little girl, yes, that is a thousand-year-old demon.

Zhao Wenji shook her head and said, "If you can't get out, unless you really kill her, then we can get a moment to escape." ”

Luo Zijin nodded, in fact, he didn't understand at all.

Xu Huang pondered for a while and asked, "Isn't she in a state of death now?" ”

This directivity was obvious, Luo Zijin's eyes widened, and he felt a great personal threat.

Zhao Wenji raised his hand and looked at it: "Yes and no, strictly speaking, the withering rate of the soul is much faster than the death of the body. ”

"If it is a normal death, our souls will evaporate like water vapor. But as you can see, although the form has changed, the original consciousness is still there. ”

Xu Huang said thoughtfully: "It is the body that keeps the soul." ”

Luo Zijin had an epiphany: "So what do you mean...... My body is a pot, because the boiling water was about to evaporate, but it was accidentally crushed by the lid? ”

Xu Huang coughed and gave his girlfriend affirmation: "Almost." ”

Zhao Wenji looked at Xu Huang's eyes with a bit of inquiry, and said nonchalantly: "My situation was relatively special before, not a ghost in a broad sense, the specific situation is more complicated, you don't need to understand." ”

Xu Huang was dumbfounded, looking at this cold, he asked again: "Then what else can we do?" You can't sit still, can you? ”

Zhao Wenji nodded: "Considering that there are too many uncertain factors and the possibility of staying here for a long time, we do have something to do." ”

As soon as the words fell, she rose into the air, her light body seemed to be completely unaffected by gravity.

Superwoman?

The two on the ground were stunned.

Zhao Wenji looked down and said, "You can do it now, although you are not in a hurry, but this will be more efficient." ”

Xu Huang swallowed his saliva, a little excited and incredulous. Can it really be? This is a flight without the help of external forces, how many human beings yearn for it!

He steadied himself, looked at the soft clouds beneath his feet, adjusted his standing position, and swallowed uneasily.

Even if you can fly...... Will you fall to your death?

There is no test flight, and you can still test drive a new car.

The first flight turned out to be much smoother than expected.

Towards some instinct, as natural as breathing and drinking, he realized that he had really left the clouds and risen higher with just a thought.

It's just that it's very unsteady, like a drunken gambler driving on the highway. On the other hand, Luo Zijin's situation is much better, Fei is elegant and calm, and she is obviously more talented in the balance of her body.

Strangely, there is no feeling of clouds blowing on the face and air in the mouth and nose, everything is still. The sky is like a sheet of unfolded paper, and the light is a combination of oil paints.

It turned out that their communication did not need to use their mouths, and Xu Huang did not notice this at first, probably through some kind of radio signal, which could accurately transmit what he thought in his heart.

This peculiar mode of communication does not require the help of any vocal organs, and is not affected by the external environment, and completes the interaction stably and efficiently.

Even, Xu Huang found that he could choose the output content, so that he could avoid some embarrassing situations. For example, some inhumane secret thoughts, malicious speculations, etc., can be well preserved.

The concept of time was infinitely blurred, and after flying a certain distance, Xu Huang couldn't help asking, "Where are we going?" ”

Zhao Wenji didn't respond, and after a while, she suddenly stopped and said, "It's here." And then began to fall without warning.

Xu Huang's "foot brake" was not as sensitive as her, and he slid several meters in the air, for fear that he would fall behind, he hurried down to chase down. After standing firm, I looked around, only to realize that it was actually a swampy place.

The silky and dusty sky contrasts sharply with the smudges of the earth. Potholes of various sizes accumulate viscous liquids of unknown composition.

Like a pot of boiling soup, after boiling, it spits out a bone-white mist, forming an odorless miasma. The heat seeping from the depths of the earth's core scorched the rough rock face, revealing the ancient crimson black of the earth.

In the turbid water of the pond, giant aquarium creatures of unknown shape are active, and the surface of the water is squeezed and gushing out of fishy white foam.

Only fragmentary images can be captured, with dark and shiny scales, scarlet dense tentacles, and misshapen and ugly pelvic fins, all of which confirm their ferocity and evil.

Before fear descended, Xu Huang stopped and was exposed in broad daylight. The intrusion of ignorant outsiders into this forbidden place is undoubtedly an affront and a desecration of mystical powers.

Xu Huang didn't realize that he was using his gaze to provoke these irascible creatures, inducing the instincts of the predators. But Zhao Wenji seemed to be even more fearless, and actually paced to the edge of the swamp.

On the contrary, Luo Zijin's reaction was more intense, she realized what a terrible thing she had seen, and the signal of "escape" dominated her motor nerves, driving her to react quickly.

But often at such moments, in strange and dangerous places, any irrational behavior will cause irreversible miserable situations.

"Zijin!"

Xu Huang heard the footsteps and looked back in shock.

Luo Zijin recklessly crossed the depression all the way, large and small swamp pits, which were dangerous minefields, and the slightest carelessness would lead to death.

This roar, without accident, alarmed the things in the swamp.

It's only partial, but it's nerve-wracking.

Zhao Wenji, who was on the edge of the swamp, took a step back and looked high into the sky.

The sky was stained with a dirty color, like a needle falling into the pupil of the eye. She took a breath, and the air in her lungs seemed to be sucked away in an instant.