The Peacock Queen opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything, in fact, she already knew that there was almost no way to crack the magic circle in Yun Jiu's body, unless it was possible to crack it with a spell that could compare with the power of this magic circle, but in that case, Yun Jiu herself would be harmed, she really didn't dare to take this risk.

Yun Jiu didn't know what the Peacock Queen was thinking, it wasn't that she couldn't know, it was just that she was in a daze, and then she didn't know what to think of, and stood up again.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to try again." Yun Jiu had already started to run the spell, the faint golden light flickered, even the corners of his eyes were dyed golden, and his silver-white hair was blown by the breeze in the space, which was pleasing to the eye, and he couldn't bear to spoil this beautiful scenery.

That's it, let her still have hope, otherwise I don't know with this girl's character, if she knew that method, she would probably really do it, don't break the magic circle by then, and make yourself bruised.

……

In the barracks, everyone came out of the canteen one after another, at this time, the Qianling Continent was already winter, and the gusts of cold wind were still a little biting on the body, so Su Xin hurriedly hugged his arms, and then sprinted towards the place of his camp, even Chu Yinzhi couldn't catch up.

After running for a while, my body was indeed warmer, and with the charcoal fire that was already burning hot in the tent, I couldn't feel the cold outside in an instant.

"Eh, where did the god of flowers go?" Su Xin thought that Yun Jiu had left the cafeteria just now and returned to the camp tent, but he searched all the camp tents where they lived, but he didn't find them, if it wasn't for Chu Yinzhi's pull, he probably wanted to tear down the camp tent again.

This guy's brain circuit to find someone should really be cured, why do you want to dismantle things as soon as you find someone, Chu Yinzhi sighed helplessly, and then dragged the person back and pressed it on the chair.

"You settle down a little, the god of flowers must be going to do something, you don't care so much, it's better to practice your spells more, the god of flowers will let me supervise you."

"Come on again, you see that I have practiced so diligently during this time, and this handsome little face has lost a lot of weight, can't you let me rest for a few days for my pitiful sake?" Su Xin pretended to look at Chu Yinzhi with a pitiful look, wondering if she could escape the practice.

“…… Are you sure you're emaciated? You've eaten more than anyone else during this time. Chu Yinzhicai doesn't believe in his evil, indeed, Su Xin's amount of food during this time is twice as much as before, although he is practicing very diligently, but normal people are not so exaggerated.

Su Xin saw that this trick didn't work, and directly lay on the bed: "I don't care, I have to have a holiday tomorrow, otherwise I won't eat or drink." ”

"That's better, or you'll run out of food in the barracks." Chu Yinzhi went back without hesitation, he had known Su Xin for a while, and he also knew how to cure this guy.

Sure enough, Su Xin instantly wilted: "It's really ruthless......"

"It's not that I'm ruthless, this looks like a war is about to start, and no one cares if you're dead or alive at that time, and there's no time for you to practice anymore." Su Xin had a heartless life, but Chu Yinzhi knew very well that the current situation was very urgent and there was no room for jokes.

"Alright then, I'll get up early tomorrow morning......" Su Xin covered himself in the covers, his voice sounding a little depressed, but he still knew the importance of this matter, if they lost this battle, wouldn't all the suffering they had suffered in the soul corridor be in vain.

After a while, Chu Yinzhi heard that there was no movement in the quilt, so he walked over to take a look, and then saw that Su Xin had fallen asleep after covering himself, and at this time he was drooling with his mouth open, smacking his lips from time to time, as if he was still reminiscing about something delicious in his dream, and that sleeping position looked like there was no image at all.