20, Immortal Mansion

Yijun was smashed a few times, his back was hit, and even if he was covered by a heavy book, he opened his mouth violently and spit out a string of bubbles. Seeing something floating past him in pain, Yijun didn't even think about it, and reached out to grab it.

The water receded quickly, and a suction pulled them, Yan Xingyu held the night pearl in his mouth, holding the pillar tightly with one hand, and the cloth bag on Yijun's back with the other, and Yijun also hugged the pillar tightly.

When the water was completely pumped out, Yijun was disgusted by the sour smell around him, and his feet were like stepping in the mud, and it was difficult to walk an inch.

He had just picked up a grilled fish in the light of the Night Pearl, but in this environment, the grilled fish could not be eaten, and he was about to throw it away, when he felt a force in his hand pulling at him.

Yijun: ?

He grabbed the stick in both hands and pulled it back desperately. It's one thing for him to throw it away by himself, it's another thing for someone else to grab it.

Yan Xingyu was looking for a way everywhere, and when he turned around and saw that he was pulling and pulling something, he didn't even think about pulling out the dagger and stabbing it upward.

The dagger stabbed into the air, and the power trembled, and it was suddenly unloaded.

Yijun's footsteps were unsteady, and he retreated to the pillar again, and then, without warning, the two shot out in the air.

The landing was a forest surrounded by thick fog.

Yijun stood up and saw Yan Xingyu sitting on the ground, looking very confused with his eyes open and frowning.

"Yan Xingyu?" Yijun stretched out his hand to push his shoulder, and suddenly saw a gentle halo of "fragrant brocade" on his wrist, and the brush spread around, pushing away the surrounding fog. Yan Xingyu shuddered, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to clarity.

"Are you alright?"

Yan Xingyu didn't answer him, but reached out to push him aside, staring at him vigilantly.

Yijun looked back, and there was a big fat ball standing behind him.

The big fat ball's body was almost round, his face and shoulders were connected, and his eyelids that were squeezed to the point of only two slits showed a straight light: "Give it to me." He stretched out his short fat hand at Yijun.

Yijun guessed which one he was in the flash, raised the grilled fish in his hand and asked, "You want this?" ”

The big fat ball moved his feet to get it, and Yijun deliberately hid the grilled fish behind his back: "If you want to eat fish, you have to answer my question first." ”

The fat man stopped in confusion.

Yijun asked, "What's your name?" ”

The fat man snorted in his throat, as if his noodles were full of food: "Yu Yu." ”

Yijun threw the grilled fish to him in disgust, "Why are you so fat?" ”

Yan Xingyu stretched out his hand to stop him, but Yu Yu was actually a flexible fat man, Yi Jun only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Yu Yu picked up the grilled fish and disappeared.

Yijun said to Yan Xingyu: "That fish has been soaked in the sea water, and it can't be eaten." ”

Yan Xingyu glanced at him lightly: "I wanted to ask him about the dawn." ”

"Oh, yes." Yijun slapped his thigh, and then remembered the purpose, he looked around blankly, "What now?" ”

Yan Xingyu observed the surrounding environment and said, "This should be the Immortal Mansion, find someone first." ”

Yijun pinched the hem of his clothes with his fingers and shook it, and snorted: "The clothes are wet, and it is so uncomfortable to stick to your body." ”

Yan Xingyu glanced at him, although his clothes were all wet, his body was clean, unlike him, there was foul-smelling mucus below his knees, and his body and head were sticky everywhere.

"Then go down, find a place to wash your body, and dry your clothes first."

Yijun played a small theater in his heart: he undressed enchantingly under the firelight, and Yan Xingyu turned his back to him and wanted to see it but didn't dare to look at it......

Yan Xingyu knew that he didn't think about anything serious when he saw the obscene expression on his face, and his finger tapped lightly on his head: "Be careful." ”