"Prince...... Ascension....... Prince...... Ascension......"

Crazy whispers rang in Wen Yi's ears, repeating and echoing over and over again like a spell, and she felt as if her head had been thrust into her head, and then stirred wildly.

At night, Wen Yi had a lot of dreams.

There is the past life, as well as the memories of the original owner himself, as well as the picture of a black-robed general holding a spear and killing himself, and ...... The blood-colored picture of Shen Yu slaughtering the city with a sword.

In her dreams, she could clearly hear the crazy cries of the prince begging for the ascension of the prince, and the roars, roars, wails, and begs for mercy of different ages.

Moments before waking up from the dream, Wen Yi saw a raging fire, corpses all over the field, and a scene of blood and drifting.

The dense corpses of the tragic death were swallowed by a terrifying crimson, merging with it.

It was a sea of corpses and blood unique to the Ruthless Sword Dao.

Wen Yi sat up abruptly from the bed and looked blankly at the Ziwei Pavilion shrouded in thick fog.

Soon, the thick fog that permeated the house and even tried to enter the room disappeared, and the sky was already white.

Wen Yi opened the window and looked out to the sea.

An orange-red sun rises slowly from the sea level, rising little by little, and the scattered white sails on the blue sea are like stars falling into sapphires, dotting the sea.

"Shen Yu." Wen Yi shouted at the screen.

Seeing that there was no movement, she got up to wash, and when she opened the door, she saw a slender figure standing in front of the railing, her cold face seemed to condense the ice that had not melted for thousands of years, and her body exuded a chill that made people retreat.

"Qingzhou, which can't be shrouded in dense fog, is so beautiful." Wen Yi took a deep breath, "Did you and Shen Shui see the sunrise here when you first came?" ”

Shen Yu's gaze went from far to near, "No." ”

There's no time, everyone is busy.

Busy slaying demons and eliminating demons, busy driving those monsters to the vicinity of the relics of the divine war to seal them, there are endless things to do every day, and there is no leisure to enjoy the unique scenery of Qingzhou.

"Then you're boring." Wen Yi didn't think that much, "I heard some voices last night and saw pictures about you. ”

She told Shen Yu everything she saw and saw in her dreams.

Shen Yu's expression was solemn, white and slender, and his bony hand gently tapped the railing, "In the future, this kind of sound and picture will be less seen, as long as you don't pay attention, then you will not be watched, and there will be less danger." ”

It's about Shen Yu, but he didn't say a word, is there anything hidden in it?

Or is it that Wen Yi heard that some big man wanted her to hear and see?

She looked at the red-flashing, ghostly Divine War Ruins, "Shen Yu, did the Divine War Ruins exist when you first discovered Qingzhou, or did you only have them after Shenshui and the immortals died in battle?" ”

Wen Yi has seen the Qingzhou Chronicles, and most of the hints of the relics of the divine war are: Prince Er led the army into the ruins to fight the ghosts and monsters, and finally formed this terrifying ruins that make people talk about it.

"Before." Shen Yu was concise and to the point.

Wen Yi wanted to ask more, so she saw Fu Yu holding a vase, and in the bottle was Qingzhou's unique seawater lotus.

This lotus flower is much larger than a normal lotus, blue-purple, exudes a faint fragrance, and has a calming effect.

"Thermometer, morning." Fu Yu greeted with a bright smile, two pear vortices appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he put the sea lotus in the corner of the room, "Let's go, I'll take you to breakfast." ”

Wen Yi dragged Shen Yu, who was standing in place like a log, "Do you want to eat the food of Ziwei Pavilion?" ”

Shen Yu: "I don't want to." ”

"I think." Wen Yi came to the flower hall with great interest.

Fu Yun, Jiang Huaiyu and Gu Yanting are all there.

"I'm sorry to disturb you all last night." As the host, Fu Yun raised his glass and signaled, "In a few days, the God Festival will begin, and the relics of the Divine War will also be opened. ”

Wen Yi's heart is clear.

Fu Yun invited them into the ruins, and there were too many twists and turns.

Didn't you just want to disturb a pool of clear water so that you could take back the rights that belonged to Ziwei Pavilion from the Fu Sect?

The Sword Sect, the Yunshui Sword Sect, the Ziwei Pavilion, the Fu Sect, and the major forces from all directions are only profitable if they are disturbed.

If Qingzhou's situation is controlled by Fu Zong again, he is only afraid that there will be more evil and less auspicious.

Wen Yiting admired Fu Yun's courage, and the courage of the Jindan Realm to challenge the Fu Sect with the ancestor of the Merge Realm was commendable.

If the time comes, she's willing to help.

Raising the wine glass, Wen Yi drank the thick white and sweet, Qingzhou's unique wine-stuffed milk in one gulp.

During the meal, Jiang Huaiyu glanced at the thermometer from time to time.

She turned a deaf ear, she should eat and drink, Jiang Huaiyu dared to speak, she dared to block the other party so that she couldn't speak.

"Lady Wenyi." Gu Yanting was worried about his brother's safety, and the food was tasteless, "Can you come with me to see Yan Yun's injury after dinner." ”

"No problem."

Fu Yu vigorously served Wen Yi with vegetables, and introduced them while eating, very enthusiastic.

"Young Master Fu Yu is so enthusiastic and thoughtful about Wen Yi." Jiang Huaiyu said meaningfully: "I haven't heard of Qingzhou's hospitality before. ”

In the whole of Kyushu, the most exclusive is Qingzhou.

When outsiders come to ask for directions, the people of Qingzhou generally do not reply, and will only bring in the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion to patrol and ask them to question.

It's not that the people of Qingzhou are indifferent.

But you don't know if the question is a person or a ghost, stay vigilant, you can't have the heart to hurt people, and you can't have the heart to defend people is a lesson engraved in the blood of Qingzhou people.

This lesson is stained with blood.

"I ...... I have a close relationship with Wen Yi. Fu Yu's face was full of shyness, and a thin red appeared on her fair cheeks.

"Ling Yu-kun is jealous?" Wen Yi felt that the other party had nothing to do, so she was really prickly, "There are so many maids outside the door waiting for you to choose, and they are all looking forward to serving you, if you are jealous, you can pick one." ”

Jiang Huaiyu stared at Wen Yi, "How can a maid have a status as the future elder of Ziwei Pavilion......

"As a guest at someone else's house, Ling Yujun is better to be more restrained, Fu Yu and I are friends, and he is willing to be enthusiastic." Thermometer said coldly:

"With so many people here, who are you friends with?

No, who should you look up to?

looks unattainable all day long, who wants to be friends with you.

If you don't like it, you can skip it, and no one will let you eat it. ”

Having a breakfast can cause so many things, and it is not annoying.

Gu Yanting couldn't get used to Jiang Huaiyu's style, "Ling Yujun, Fu Yun didn't say anything, where are you doing so much." ”

Jiang Huaiyu was choked by the two, the elegance on his face was not there, and two words came out of his mouth: "Stupid." ”

Fu Yu was so enthusiastic about Wen Yi that anyone with eyes could see that something was wrong.

Is this a treat to friends?

It's clearly courtship.

It is not enough for Wen Yi to harm the master of Ziwei Pavilion, but also to harm Fu Yu, and the two leaders in Qingzhou have become her subordinates, heh.