Shen Yi's mind let go, wanting to arrest Yu Fu and ask.

But the strange thing is that Yu Fu seemed to have evaporated from the world, and Shen Yi couldn't feel his existence at all.

Shen Yi frowned.

In the Flowing Fire Palace, he was stabbed with that sword, and some of Ye Chuijin's huge soul power poured into his body along the Qiankun Sword, and it was normal for his divine sense to not be as huge as usual at this time.

Shen Yi didn't look for Yu Fu's figure again, he looked at the soul lamp in his hand, his figure flashed, and he returned to the Flowing Fire Palace first.

In the Flowing Fire Palace, Ye Chuijin lay quietly on the bed.

Without using illusions, her original appearance was clearly displayed in front of Shen Yi.

His master frowned slightly, as if he was having a nightmare.

There was nothing serenely sweet, nor a smile like a flower, and since he had been caught, her face had often been full of pain.

Shen Yi walked up to her and put the soul lamp aside.

Making her soul into a wick and lighting a soul lamp, she endures this pain every day.

Who is this soul lamp lit for? Why did she look like that?

Shen Yi stretched out his hand and rubbed her cheek.

The man in the palm of his hand unconsciously avoided his palm.

Shen Yi looked at his empty palm, and after a while, he took his hand back.

He shouldn't have thought about it.

His master hated him so much that he wanted to kill him once or twice, why did he still have such unrealistic ideas.

Shen Yi stood up and prepared to leave, but for some reason, when he left, he took the soul lamp away again.

.

Maybe he inadvertently saw a memory that didn't belong to him during the day, and at night in his sleep, Shen Yi recalled what he did in the sea of the world.

Only this time, he was in a trance like a bystander.

The Shen Yi, who had no memory, was nailed to the sealing stone by his master, and the white spiritual power was constantly entangled from the sea water around him, and "Shen Yi" knelt in the sea water, screaming and struggling in pain.

But seeing this scene, Shen Yi's eyes were not on any painful self, he firmly stared at the person who should not exist in the sea of the world.

His master was dressed in white, and the cold sea water was surging from her side, and she had no expression on her face, just quietly watching her apprentice suffer.

When he couldn't hold it anymore and was about to be cut to pieces by the spiritual power of the sea of the world, the man stretched out his hand-

Shen Yi woke up suddenly.

In front of me is a bright candle flame, where there is a half-point flirtatious sea of the world.

But he still felt some kind of familiar pain, as if he had just returned from the sea of the world.

He touched his forehead.

Just now, he really felt a cold finger against his forehead, and the gentle spiritual power poured into his body from his forehead, combing his cut spiritual veins little by little, patiently combing.

That kind of spiritual power is so familiar.

Shen Yi Huoran got up and rushed into the Flowing Fire Palace.

His master was still asleep.

- It shouldn't be.

Her soul is so powerful, even if her cultivation falls, it is impossible for her to be slapped by him at will, and she will not wake up now.

Why?

What really happened ten years ago?

Obviously, when the demonic energy and spiritual power in his body were completely mixed, and the spiritual power of Lu Shihai no longer attacked him, Shen Yi opened his eyes and saw the empty Lu Shihai, but why did he have such a dream.

That dream was so clear.

Clear to ...... It's as if it really happened.