"Wen Yi wake up."

Fu Yu's voice pierced Wen Yi's ears, she opened her eyes in a daze, only to see that it was pitch black in front of her, and the sky was full of stars.

There was only a splash of blood mist in the relics of the Divine War, and there was no starry sky to be seen at all.

"Where is this?" Weiyi opened her eyes and slowly sat up from the ground, looking around blankly:

"I remember that Jindan Realm monk blew himself up, and I was promoted to Jindan in despair, thus resisting that powerful shockwave."

Ruthlessly killing the sword, enlightenment between life and death.

From birth to now, Wen Yi felt that he was so close to death for the second time.

The first time was when I first met Shen Yu, and the two of them almost died together.

"I didn't know I was here when I woke up." Fu Yu didn't know what the situation was now.

There are many descriptions of the relics of the divine war in his memory.

I guess this is a ruin.

Fu Yu had never seen it before, and it had never been.

If Senior Brother was here, he might know what this place was.

The starry sky here is like a long Milky Way, with countless dots of stars, dotted in the black water, shining brightly.

The sound of gurgling water drifted from afar.

"We must have fallen into an underground river, and the sky above us is unreal, and it looks like a particularly powerful illusion." Wen Yi walked cautiously to the river step by step.

The more unfamiliar the place, the more careful you should be.

Otherwise, if something goes wrong, there is no chance of escape.

A faint silver spiritual power overflowed from her fingertips, carefully probing her surroundings.

There is nothing dangerous.

Nor does spiritual intuition foretell anything.

"It's so beautiful here." Fu Yu walked to Wen Yi's side, and he saw that all around him were strange plants that glowed with colorful light, as beautiful as a fairyland, "Maybe this is the paradise of the relics of the Divine War." ”

He also didn't feel any danger.

"Divine War Ruins, is there still a paradise?" Wen Yi chuckled lightly and laughed at Fu Yu's simplicity, laughing at him for not being vigilant:

"I can guarantee that somewhere, in a place we can't see, there is an extremely powerful spirit beast or goblin lurking, and only these beings can make the surroundings so calm."

Fu Yu listened to Wen Yi's words, and his face was full of redness.

That's true.

The senior brother always said that he was not vigilant.

Maybe it's his own habit of thinking about everything beautifully.

"So what do we do now?"

Fu Yu's pleasing personality has come up again, he can't make up his mind, and hopes that Wen Yi can be the one who makes up his mind.

"Take it one step at a time." At this time, Wen Yi's stomach was growling, the food in the storage bag had already been exhausted, and she hadn't eaten for a long time, "Get something to eat, are you hungry?" ”

Hungry, of course, hungry.

Fu Yu is thin-skinned and naturally won't say that he is hungry.

"I'll see if there are any fish in this dark river." Fu Yu shot out a spiritual power and carefully tested it, and the spiritual power turned into a long fishhook and pierced into the icy dark river, "With the thermometer, I hooked something." ”

He said happily.

"Pull it up and take a look."

Wen Yi didn't have any illusions about what Fu Yu had picked up.

Most of the relics in the Divine War are the bones of monsters, beasts, or people.

"Whoa!"

Fu Yu hurriedly lifted the thing with interest, and then his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly let go of his hand, and the huge human skeleton fell back into the dark river.

"I'm sorry." Fu Yu bowed his head with low self-esteem, "I can't seem to do anything, I'm useless, I can't help my senior brother revive Ziwei Pavilion, and I can't protect you when I encounter danger, even ...... I can't even get food. ”

As the most outstanding talisman disciple of Ziwei Pavilion, Fu Yu always thought that he was very good.

It wasn't until he entered the depths of the Divine War Ruins that he realized how small he was and how terrifying his cultivation was.

"It's just that you can't catch the real thing, so why give up on yourself." Wen Yi has never seen such a hypocritical person, "Those fruits should be edible, pick them for the stomach." ”

Wen Yi flew up the slippery mountain wall and reached out to pluck the bright red fruit:

"Not all of the relics of the Divine War are full of food, and there are also some living monsters who live on these things when they can't eat people."

She wiped the juice and took a bite of it, which was very sour.

"It's not something that people eat." Wen Yi threw a few fruits to Fu Yu, "It's not poisonous." ”

Fu Yu took the fruit blankly, "Thank you." ”

The two sat in the grass by the river, quietly looking at the illusory sky.

"After Wen Yi leaves the Divine War Ruins, do you want to stay in Qingzhou?" Fu Yu paused, "I mean Qingzhou is actually a good place, you stay here and play for a while." ”

Wen Yi shook his head silently.

"Then can you tell me which sect and sect you are a disciple of?" Fu Yu really wanted to talk to Wen Yi, but now was not the time, and he was eager to know more about Wen Yi:

"I mean, we're friends, and if I leave Qingzhou one day, I want to go to you."

The wind that blew from nowhere cooled Fu Yu's hot cheeks slightly.

He looked at the girl beside him nervously, his hands nervously clasped together.

Wen Yi looks very ordinary, but she is resolute and resolute, she has the freedom and pride she yearns for, she is like a star in the night, shining brightly.

And he is the pitch-black curtain, and he can only look up quietly.

"I am a disciple of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, you are welcome to come and play with me at any time." Wen Yi didn't plan to tell Fu Yu his true identity, lest he have the name of an old critic and make this friend look down on him, "If I'm in the Ethereal Mansion." ”

Fu Yu was overjoyed, and then a little annoyed.

I was annoyed that I didn't choose what to say at the beginning, saying that the Seventh Elder of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion was also an old critic.

"Are you going to keep going through it?" Listening to Wen Yi's tone, she didn't seem to be in the Ethereal Mansion.

"I made a pact with a very annoying person, and when the time comes, we will have a big competition, and my honor is at stake, and I will give it my all."

Jiang Huaiyu also came to the relics of the Divine War, I don't know where he is now?

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Fu Yu wants to participate in more of Wen Yi's life.

Wen Yi shook his head, "No one can help me." ”

"By the way, there's something here." Fu Yu seemed to think of something, and hurriedly took out something from the storage bag and handed it to Wen Yi:

"This is what the Jindan Realm monk threw away when he died, and the person you killed should also belong to you."

It looked like unpolished glass, a little rough and indescribably cold in the palm of your hand.

The moment the thermometer touched it, his hands were numb.