Ling Xi hugged the black box tightly and looked at the desolate monarch fish who was walking towards her step by step, Ximen Xiaolou was getting rid of the cold poison and couldn't be disturbed, but Ling Xi also decided that the desolate jun fishing in the distance was also fake, it was an illusion in his heart!

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Lingxi was so vigilant, Wasteland Yu couldn't help but ask suspiciously, but the pace of moving forward did not stop.

"Don't come here!" Lingxi screamed, lifting the black box forward, she was ready to activate the broken intestine with the method that the Wasteland Fishing had taught her!

Huang Junyu stopped when he saw Ling Xi lift the black box, and walked away from Ling Xi and the Ximen Xiaolou behind her: "What's wrong with Xiaolou?"

"He's fine!" Ling Xi said with a serious expression, and then turned the topic to the most serious and important part: "How do you prove that you are Jun Yu?"

"How do I prove that I am myself?" said Arajun Yu couldn't help but laugh.

"That's your business!" Ling Xi remained vigilant at all times, and swept the Ximen Xiaolou with his residual vision, and found that the ice chips on his face were gradually steaming and dissipating.

Huang Junyu shook his head and smiled, then raised his steps and continued to walk forward.

"Don't come here!" Ling Xi gritted his teeth, and his slender jade hand swiped a smear of red blood on the black box and printed it on the black box unicorn pattern, but nothing else happened. Why is the method of the Desolate Jun Yu Sect useless? The indescribable shock in Ling Xi's heart couldn't help but take two steps back, looking at the Desolate Jun Yu who was getting closer and closer and his smile was getting stronger and stronger, a trace of thought passed through his heart!

The body of the desolate monarch who was moving forward began to blur, gradually becoming transparent, and finally dissipated in the stone chamber. After a long time, Lingxi slowly opened his eyes and found that the illusion had disappeared, and his eyes widened in disbelief, as if he didn't believe that the method he had come up with in a hurry was working.

"It's quite clever!" Just as Lingxi's face was full of pride, a word of approval came into her ears, and Ximen Xiaolou opened his eyes, although the ice chips had long since dissipated, an unhealthy pale still hung on his face, making him a little haggard. Lingxi carried the black box behind his back and took a hand to help Ximen Xiaolou up. Looking at his slightly weak face, he couldn't help but worry: "Are you better?"

"This cold poison is too ruthless, and Zhenyuan can't force it out, so I have to suppress it in my body for the time being, and then find another way to find Junyu." Ximen Xiaolou didn't expect the cold poison on the ice arrow to be so powerful, but he was quickly relieved, this tomb was built in ancient times, and the cold poison must have its unique power to exist to this day!

The two continued to walk forward, and the top priority was to find Huang Junyu and Ye Zui first.

"Why didn't my blood work?" Lingxi asked himself about the previous incident.

"Because Broken Bowel knows I'm fine. Ximen Xiaolou took the black box and gently stroked the smooth surface of the box, as if he was talking to the box.

"How could it know?" Ling Xi felt incredible, a weapon could actually sense whether a person was in trouble, but she quickly reacted to the second half of Ximen Xiaolou's words, and immediately widened her eyes and asked, "What! Are you okay?"

"It's good to be on your own. Ximen Xiaolou looked at Ling Xi's ill-intentioned smile and panicked, but his face was still unhurried.

In the huge underground palace, the bluestone walls are extremely thick, and the iron floor can refract human figures. Ye Zui and Dong Mo'er searched back and forth in the underground palace for a long time, and there was no trace of Huangjunyu and Ximen Xiaolou, and the two of them seemed to be a little sleepy and stopped to rest.

"Ye Zui, do you think we will die here?" Dong Mo'er suddenly said these words for some reason, which made Ye Zui, who had been thinking about how to get out, stunned.

"No!" Ye Zui reverted to indifference when he got along with Dong Mo'er, but the two words of silence were as steady as Mount Tai, giving Dong Mo'er infinite hope.

"Xiao Hei, why are you so timid?" Ye Zui still has Xiao Hei on his shoulder, from the moment he entered the underground palace, Xiao Hei put away his previous arrogance, became a little restrained and looked very uncomfortable, stepping on Ye Zui's shoulder motionless.

Black Eagle naturally couldn't answer him, but Black Eagle rolled his eyes as if he was extremely disdainful of Ye Zui's question: I am an eagle, and I am inherently timid.

Ye Zui didn't have the leisure to play with the black eagle now, looking at Dong Mo'er, who was leaning on his shoulder with a worried face, his eyes showed a touch of tenderness, and he swept over the long-frozen river like spring water. Dong Mo'er seemed to feel Ye Zui's gaze, and turned her head to Ye Zui and deliberately turned her head to dodge.

"I miss the days when we were under the sacred mountain, the two of us were a horse, and the morning sun set. Dong Mo'er was also accustomed to Ye Zui's appearance along the way, and continued to lean on Ye Zui's shoulder and whispered.

"It's all in the past. Ye Zui's eyes flashed back to the scene when the two met for the first time at the foot of the sacred mountain, and he missed it very much, but his mouth was very perfunctory.

"Ye Zui, did my father say anything very excessive to you?" This question has been held in Dong Mo'er's heart for a long, long time, and she has never found a suitable opportunity to ask, but at this moment she finally asked Ye Zui. At that time, Dong Mo'er ended the Divine Mountain Trial, and the Demon Sect Sect Master went to pick her up in person, and when he saw Ye Zui, who was close to Dong Mo'er, he proposed to talk to Ye Zui alone. After the conversation, Ye Zui walked away without saying a word of goodbye. Dong Mo'er asked a lot of Mo Sect Sect Master Donghuang what he said to Ye Zui, but Donghuang was just six words that were not shocked: an agreement between men.

"No!" Ye Zui looked stunned at first, as if he didn't expect Dong Mo'er to suddenly ask. Ye Zui thought of the tall man with a crown and a serious face at the foot of the sacred mountain that day, and a trace of bitterness passed through his heart.

"Then why did you leave without even saying goodbye to yourself that day? Dong Mo'er is still thinking about Ye Zui's decision to go away that day, she knows that Ye Zui is a person, no matter what, she depends on Ye Zui and takes him as the main thing, but this time Dong Mo'er is surprisingly rebellious: "If you want to separate after you go out, I would rather stay in this cold underground palace with you until I die!"

A wry smile crossed the corner of Ye Zui's mouth, and the old scars on his cheeks made him look a little more vicissitudes. He couldn't tell Dong Mo'er about the agreement he had with that man, it was a man's agreement! But he couldn't watch Dong Mo'er sink into grief day and night, because he loved her!

Ye Zui knew what he should say to break the stiff atmosphere, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to say: "I'll go to the Demon Sect to find you in a year!"

Dong Mo'er didn't know what Ye Zui meant by this, and she didn't ease up for a while. When she figured it out, she left Ye Zui's shoulder and looked directly at the man in front of her, and before she could respond, Dong Mo'er saw the hair on Xiao Hei's body, who had been staying quietly on Ye Zui's shoulder, explode, as if she had been frightened like never before!

"Crazy men and women, do you dare to die for each other?"