After coming out of the river, Wen Yuan finally breathed in fresh air, he tried to adjust his breath, Duan Qianxiao around him was still coughing, and he felt that his lungs were about to tear.

When the two of them calmed down, they finally had time to take a look at their surroundings.

"It feels familiar." Duan Qianxiao said.

Wen Yuan: "Let's go ahead." ”

Along the way, that sense of familiarity grew stronger. No matter how Duan Qianxiao looked at it, he felt that this was the same place they had been in before.

The road in front of me is dark and narrow, with no end in sight. Wen Yuan poured spiritual power into the Cloud Blood Sword, and it emitted a faint light. He saw the handwriting that had been carved on the wall before in the same place.

He and Duan Qianxun glanced at each other, and the two continued to walk forward, and sure enough, they saw countless candles in front of them.

"What's going on? I won't come again. Duan Qianxiao said in a low voice. There is no other exit around here, so do you want to enter that cave again?

He looked at Wen Yuan, who was frowning in the orange and yellow light, the other party's facial features were deep, and his lips became more and more bloodless after the experience, and the whole person looked cold.

Wen Yuan: "There must be other exits, look for it." ”

Duan Qianxun: "Okay." ”

They walked around a few more times, but found nothing. It was so empty that it seemed like there were just the two of them in the whole world.

He thought to himself, they wouldn't just be stuck here forever. This place is not full of spiritual energy, and I don't know how long it will last.

At this moment, Wen Yuan suddenly spoke: "Found it." ”

"Huh?" Duan Qianxun immediately leaned forward, but the stone walls in front of him were no different from the surroundings.

Could it be—

Duan Qianxiao squinted and looked up, and on the mottled wall, there were some blue-black handwriting, some of which had already fallen off partially. The fonts on it are complicated, but when you look at it from another angle, each handwriting is a bit like a painting.

Maybe that's hinting at something.

Duan Qianxun looked at Wen Yuan, who was looking at Wen Yuan on the side, and said, "Brother Wen Yuan, do you understand?" ”

Wen Yuan shook his head calmly.

Duan Qianxiao was shocked, and said, "Then you must have guessed something, right?" ”

"No, no clue."

"Okay, can you tell me why you've been here for so long?" And he still has a look that sees through everything, so he can't be pretending.

Wen Yuan stretched out his hand, knocked on the wall in front of him, and touched the surrounding walls, a dull voice sounded in the air, Wen Yuan spoke: "Did you find anything different?" ”

Duan Qianxun: "No, but I found ......"

"Huh?"

"Your hand really doesn't look like the hand of a man who often wields a sword."

Wen Yuan: "......"

For some reason, he thought it was familiar. I vaguely remember that it seems that Mu Jiujiu also asked such a question. At that time, she seemed to have told herself a ...... The story of the prince and the magic mirror?

In fact, Wen Yuan occasionally calmed down and thought about it, and he also felt that his good impression of her was inexplicable. After all, it is a person who has experienced some things, and his heart has been hardened a little, so he shouldn't be so easy.

Now I think that the reason why I feel unique is probably because I am easy enough to be with her.

Whether it's the weird stories she occasionally tells herself, the witty words that are quite characteristic on weekdays, and the smile in her eyes when she looks at herself.

That kind of look is too pure, and there are no other factors mixed with it.

The old days weren't so good, there were too many cold things. When the day finally gained a position of power, there were more people who showed affection, and although there were some people with beautiful faces, he could feel that their eyes were mixed with other things.

Maybe it's the desire for what he has.

Although some have only a little bit, human nature is so harmless. But perhaps because of the experience, his gradually cold heart was always reluctant to take a step closer because of this trace of uncertainty.

By her side, for the first time, he felt that he might not have to think too much, and the past days went on like this, and it didn't seem so boring.

Duan Qianxiao looked at Wen Yuan, and the other party lowered his eyes with a faint expression. He actually saw a look similar to tenderness in it, and at this time he looked away, and he didn't know what he remembered, or who he was in love with.

"Brother Wen Yuan, are you okay?" Duan Qianxiao stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.

Wen Yuan came back to his senses and said succinctly: "You stand back." ”

With that, his fingers were covered with the Cloud Blood Sword, and a chilling sword aura was used against the wall—

Watching Wen Yuan's movements, Duan Qianxiao understood what he meant. There was a loud noise around him, but the wall was not moved at all. He naturally understood the power of Wen Yuan's sword intent, so he couldn't damage the wall in the slightest, and it could be said that it was very hard.

Wen Yuan didn't speak, he said in a deep voice, "Stand farther away." ”

Duan Qianxiao did so and looked up.

Wen Yuan's entire aura in front of him had changed, the Cloud Blood Sword trembled lightly in his hand, and a loud dragon roar sounded around him, which was especially clear in this silent ancient city. The blood dragon emerged from the flames and slammed into the wall—

"Bang!"

At that moment, the dark space seemed to be illuminated by the red sun, the walls collapsed, and rocks of all sizes fell.

Even if he was far away and had spiritual power to protect his body, Duan Qianxiao could feel that amazing power. He couldn't help but think, Wen Yuan's current skill was still shackled, if he waited for the day of his heyday, it would definitely be even more terrifying, right?

There was already another way out of the bombed wall in front of them, and they had all been limited by fixed minds, thinking that the only exit was under the stone cave, and they almost drowned.

Wen Yuan: "Let's go." ”

The scenery in front of me has changed.

Although it was still dark, countless glowing mushrooms grew in the corners. In the faint light, Duan Qianxiao was dumbfounded, he seemed to have seen this thing in Luo Cheng's thatched house.

After walking for a while, Wen Yuan suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Duan Qianxiao asked, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his body also froze.

In front of it was something resembling a high platform, and around the high platform were carved some reliefs, some incomprehensible dark lines. And in the center, there is a person who is bound by chains all over his body, and his body shape should be male.

"It's so realistic." Duan Qianxiao couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not a sculpture, it's a living dead person." Wen Yuan frowned.

"Huh?" Duan Qianxiao was stunned.

Wen Yuan stepped forward and stood beside the man. The man's back was covered with hideous wounds, his eyes were closed, there was no breath in his mouth and nose, and there were no energy fluctuations around him.

However, his face looked too serene and calm, which gave Wen Yuan the illusion that this person was not dead, but had been sleeping for a long time.

"Why is there such a dead man in this ancient city?" Duan Qianxiao asked the key question.

Wen Yuan didn't know either, so he could only shake his head and be silent.

The two of them stood for a while, but they didn't notice anything else. Wen Yuan couldn't see some of his untold stories from such a bound person.

Before leaving, Wen Yuan did one thing, he straightened something similar to a wheel in front of this person's high platform.

He didn't know exactly what this thing was doing, but the moment he saw it, he felt something else in his heart, as if it wasn't like that.

There was a faint grinding sound in my ears, and nothing happened.

"Let's go." Duan Qianxiao said.

Wen Yuan was silent for a while, and continued to move forward with Duan Qianxiao.

Their figures faded away.

In a place where no one could see, the wheel began to move, and the totem floated on the high platform, and the man's eyelids seemed to be slightly raised......