132 Throw it away when it runs out
This Ethereal Peak turned out to be exactly the same as his own Ethereal Peak in the previous life.
Whether it is the exotic flowers and plants, the pavilions, and even the nearby paths and the unique inscriptions on the trees are exactly the same, making her feel like she is in a fantasy world, and it is an extremely realistic illusion.
Wen Yi used his spiritual power to probe the surroundings, but did not perceive any danger.
"Maybe it's because my cultivation is relatively low, and I haven't found anything left by people who are higher than me." Wen Yi pondered for a moment, then called softly, "Shen Yu." ”
The surrounding space distorted for a moment, and a deep jade figure suddenly appeared in front of Wen Yi.
The person who came was dressed in a simple linen robe, with silver hair flying, a blood-colored cinnabar mole between his cold eyebrows, a high nose, slightly thin lips, and a flower coagulated by blood emerging from his feet.
"This is your mansion?"
Shen Yu looked around, and the mountains in front of him were towering and green, flying pavilions.
In the distance are snow-capped mountains, like a silver dragon lying prone on top of the mountain, majestic and majestic.
The ethereal peak floats in the air, and when you look down from here, you can overlook the entire Ethereal Fantasy Mansion.
The rich aura made Shen Yu refreshed.
He stepped barefoot on the grass, his deep eyes looking into the distance.
The cold wind blew his long silver-white hair, "What's the matter with calling me out?" ”
"I always feel that someone has made something in my house, but I can't detect it because of the restrictions on cultivation, so I want you to help me take a look."
Wen Yi directly stated her purpose, and she saw that Shen Yu's gaze fell on the group of beautiful male cultivators who were playing and playing, "Those are all ......"
It is all the inheritance of the original owner, Wen Yi does not want to inherit it, and even wants to bury these inheritances.
Shen Yu's deep eyes flashed with a ray of coldness, he looked at those male cultivators who were pretending to be charming, and said coldly: "It turns out that this is your taste." ”
This is not my taste, it is the taste of the original owner, Wen Yi complained to himself in his heart.
"Tasteless or tasteless, put aside, you can help me see what the situation is." Wen Yi looked loveless.
The black and red intertwined spiritual power spread from Shen Yu's feet to the entire Ethereal Peak.
Wisps of aura are like a spider web, enveloping the huge peak veins in a light moment.
"I'm about to fall down from the wind blowing somewhere!"
"Seven Elders save me!"
"Ouch!"
"This gale is terrible, help, help!"
A violent tornado suddenly appeared in the place where the beautiful male cultivators gathered, swept it into the air, and the lucky ones were also overturned.
The sudden appearance of a strange wind frightened them into scattering.
Out of sight, not upset, Wen Yi's eyebrows and eyes are crooked.
Shen Yu turned his head sideways and saw Wen Yi with a smile on his face, and the cold air between his eyebrows suddenly decreased a lot, "There is something evil under the pavilion in the southeast corner. ”
This time he spoke in a much softer voice.
"I'm going to see who wants to do something to me."
There are so many people who hate themselves that Wen Yi can't lock on to his target for a while.
She quickly walked to the place Shen Yu was pointing to.
This is a cliff, a delicate and beautiful pavilion, standing in front of the cliff.
It's a very remote place, and few people come here.
Through the spiritual intuition thermometer, he sensed that the evil thing was under the bluestone next to the pavilion.
She cautiously used her spiritual power to lift the bluestone, and a doll with a curse written on it appeared in her eyes.
Wen Yi took a closer look: "It turned out to be a curse that I would not die well." ”
Instead of destroying the cursed doll, she wrapped it in spiritual power to prevent the curse from leaking, "I want to see who is so daring." ”
"The spiritual power contained in this cursed object is not weak, at least the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Realm can make it." Wen Yi calmly analyzed, "There is a special magic circle on the Ethereal Peak, and if you break through it, it will trigger a killing array and kill the intruder, and nine times out of ten, this doll is buried by the Ethereal Peak, or by someone who has the right to go to the Ethereal Peak." ”
In the entire Ethereal Peak, the highest cultivation is the thermometer.
Of course, it is not excluded that people with high cultivation may lurk in the Ethereal Peak.
Ethereal Peak was originally the place where the previous Mansion Lord lived, and it was also the place where he preached and taught, and the Seven Peak Elders had lived here before.
"The sixth senior sister has traveled all over the world, and this doll still looks very new, it should have been made during this time." Wen Yi thought about it, and the one who had the worst relationship with him was the fourth elder Liu Xinyue.
Although Shen Yu was asleep, what was happening outside couldn't hide from his eyes, "Are you suspicious of Liu Xinyue?" ”
Wen Yi thought for a while, "She is very arrogant and short-tempered, she shouldn't have let her go, and it can't be ruled out that she doesn't like me and wants to kill me." ”
She had no clue right now.
You can't just guess and sentence the other party.
"I'm back, check it slowly."
Wen Yi wrapped the things, she sat in the pavilion and looked at the clouds in the distance, Xi Xi The cool breeze blew on her face, indescribably comfortable, relaxed.
"It seems that the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion is not an absolutely safe place." Shen Yu stood against the light, and the expression on his cold face was always faint, making it impossible to guess the emotions and thoughts in his heart.
"It's really not as free as outside, it's a home, isn't it?" Wen Yi took out a few bottles of wine and some appetizers from the storage bag, "It's been a long time since we've sat down to eat together, Shen Yu, come on." ”
As he spoke, Wen Yi handed Shen Yu a gourmet talisman.
The two sat opposite each other, one person and one spirit clinking glasses.
"Are you feeling better?" Wen Yi leaned against the pillar and looked at Shen Yu with a confused gaze, she saw that there was black yin qi flowing on the man's body from time to time.
Shen Yu sat cross-legged, compared to the crooked Wen Yi, his posture was elegant and natural, "It's better." ”
The Monroe flower given by Wen Yi had a very limited effect.
Shen Yu felt very warm.
"Then when are we going to break the contract of life and death?" Wen Yi burst into the wine bottle and muttered, "If you hadn't had murderous intentions towards me when you were in the abyss, I wouldn't have wanted to force you." ”
At that time, she just wanted to live.
It's hard to be reborn, and the little life is gone if it says no, no matter who it is, it's very angry.
"You just want to cut me off like that?" Shen Yu's hand holding the wine bottle tightened slightly, and his cold face was covered with a layer of frost, "After using me, throw it away." ”
The latter words he said to himself.
In the past, Shen Yu felt that the contract of life and death was a shackle, and he wanted to strangle Wen Yi to death.
Now for some reason, he suddenly had the absurd idea that he didn't want to break the contract between life and death, and he willingly put on the shackles and connected himself with Wen Yi's life.
Obviously, Wen Yi's cultivation is pitifully low.
Obviously she is so narcissistic, so cold, has a bad personality, is unreasonable, and has a lot of shortcomings.
Wen Yi said in a daze: "No..... It's not about throwing it away when it's used up, it's ...... It's to return your freedom, Shen Yu, you are free....."
Probably drunk and confused.
Wen Yi saw that he was about to fall to the ground, and Shen Yu raised his hand to roll up a gust of wind.
Qingfeng sent Wen Yi to him, and Shen Yu walked towards the dormitory with the drunken girl in both hands.