Time seems to stand still at this moment.

"Qiyu, why should you." Wen Wugui was a little helpless in his eyes.

"You say it easily...... I ask you, you said those things before...... But what does it mean to do these things today? ”

Wen Wugui was speechless.

"You're talking." Seeing that he was silent, Gu Qiyu became more and more annoyed, and slapped his chest fiercely.

Wen Wugui reflexively moved his palm, but he instantly met her eyes, and the other party looked at him with a smile, but the bottom of his eyes shone slightly.

He paused his hand and put it down.

"It's been seven years......"

Gu Qiyu said softly.

Emotions suddenly surged, and tears wet his clothes.

Over the years, he has always been calm and free, but every time he faces him, he can't control his emotions.

"Don't cry." Wen Wugui said softly.

He was about to hug her, but there was a pain in his heart.

Countless memories came flooding back, and he withdrew his hand, and the desolation flashed in his eyes.

Gu Qiyu was originally in a surging mood, and suddenly felt that his warm breath was disordered, although the expression on his face did not change, his lips were not bloody, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

"What's the matter with you?"

Gu Qiyu is a healer, and she is very sensitive to these. The last time she found out, Wen Wugui's body was wrong.

She pressed him, her fingers covering his pulses......

Immediately, Gu Qiyu's face changed.

This is clearly the pulse of a dying person!

She met his eyes, and he seemed to have expected it, and the expression in his eyes was slightly relieved.

"What happened to you all these years? Your body ......"

He still didn't say anything.

Gu Qiyu was a little anxious, and although she was full of questions at this time, she put it aside for the time being.

She held his cold hand and said seriously: "You go back with me, and I will slowly regulate your body......"

"It's useless." He didn't wait for her to finish, then replied.

"You haven't tried it again? How do you know it's useless? ”

"It's damned......" he said, still calm.

Gu Qiyu wanted to ask, but there was a sound of fighting around them, and a streamer flew towards them-

She immediately got up and wanted to pull him up, but the other party took the opportunity to break free.

Gu Qiyu immediately wanted to grab his cuffs, but was coordinated by a flow of air and went backwards.

Wen Wugui stood up and glanced back at her. There was all that emotion at that glance.

Then he shook his head silently and leaped out.

Gu Qiyu was startled and chased him out, but he was no longer visible outside.

……

The inside of the auction hall had almost collapsed, and some people had avoided it early.

Wen Yuan looked at the direction of Wen Wugui in his spare time, and saw the figure of the other party fleeing in the wilderness, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, a black gas swept towards him, and he immediately jumped up to dodge.

Between the swords and swords, Duan Qianxiao was also overwhelmed, and he said to Wen Yuan in his busy schedule: "Brother Wen Yuan, don't get distracted." ”

Wen Yuan looked at the black-robed man in front of him, and the other party's eyes were undisguised murderous.

The man's face was unfamiliar, but it was the same as the breath of a monster in the forest.

But compared to the masked man in the Exiled Lands, it is a little weaker.

Wen Yuan's eyes also floated with blood, and he chuckled: "Brother Qianxiao, leave it to me here, you go and take care of the wine!" ”

"Bang!"

After finishing speaking, his body had turned into a streamer, and the cloud blood sword was held in his hand, and the cold murderous aura crushed around-

The former auction hall has been turned into a place of battle.

……

There were also people who scattered around and walked away a little slower.

For example, Ji Xingrui of Yuyun Palace.

He looked at the figure in the air, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

He will not admit that he is wrong......

The Lord of the Demon Realm, the Lord of the Cloud Venerable Hall - Wen Yuan!

But how could he appear in the Migration Realm?

Just as he was wondering, there was the sound of footsteps behind him, and he immediately turned back to find a hooded man approaching.

Ji Xingrui was startled, and his body made a defensive posture, but the other party did not make a move.

He calmly watched the battle of those people in front of him, and the look in his eyes was not real.

At this time, an ink sword came at the hooded man for some reason, it didn't seem to be fast, but it contained the power to destroy the world and destroy the world.

Ji Xingrui immediately hid, so as not to harm the pond fish.

The hooded man avoided slightly, but the sword reversed course and stabbed at him again!

The hooded man didn't panic at all, the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly hooked, his fingers raised, and a terrifying power condensed—

Ji Xingrui's eyes flashed with horror.

At this time, he was close at hand, so he felt the heart-shaking killing intent in his palm.

It was as if everything, in front of it, would be crushed to ashes.

He suddenly regretted that he hadn't run away.

It wasn't a fight he was able to participate in at all.

The wind blew the hooded man's robe, revealing his face hidden in the shadows.

Ji Xingrui was stunned.

This person's appearance was different from what he imagined, it was a kind of handsomeness that made people feel good, like a spring breeze.

But in the depths of this person's eyes, it was clearly indifferent.

This singular quality actually exists in one person at the same time, just like one person with two souls.

He immediately shook his head, thinking to himself that maybe this was a delusion.

The hooded man glanced at the woman in the dancer who had fallen to the ground before, and a hint of subtlety flashed in his eyes.

That kind of look seemed to be nostalgic and warm, but after a while, it immediately turned into a color of violence and alienation.

Finally, the hooded man waved his sleeve. In an instant, a large black mist suddenly floated behind him, gradually enveloping him.

He glanced into the distance, didn't know where he was looking, and then disappeared in place.

Ji Xingrui looked at all this with a shocked face, and suddenly didn't know how to speak.

……

Night is getting dark.

On this day, the inn was about to close the door, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

He searched for prestige and found two wounded men holding a woman who seemed to be unconscious.

Xiao Er looked up, looked at their faces, and found that it was the previous guest.

"Why did you two come back so late, this is ......"

"One more room, and a bucket of hot water." Duan Qianxiao said, stuffing a spirit stone over.

"Okay."

Xiao Er took the spirit stone, and the previous subtle dissatisfaction suddenly disappeared, and he went to prepare with a smile.

……

Today is so tired that Duan Qianxiao almost fell asleep when he was standing.

Seeing his expression, Wen Yuan said to him, "You deal with your wounds first, and leave the rest to me." ”

Duan Qianxiao originally wanted to be polite, but he was too sleepy, so he said, "Then I'll go and change the dressing, thank you for your hard work." ”

Wen Yuan shook his head.

He carried Mu Jiujiu back to her room and wiped the blood from her forehead.

In fact, she didn't have many injuries on her body, and most of the wounds on it were other people's blood.

She was still wearing her previous dress, the fiery fire combined with the pure white, the tail of the skirt was flowing, and her cheeks revealed an abnormal red.

Wen Yuan frowned, put his fingers on her forehead, and then frowned.

- She has a fever.

This game is too real

This game is too real