The region of the far east, the hinterland of the ice valley

In the spirit realm, after seven nights investigated the damage to his body, his face was grim.

"Hey... It seems that the situation is worse than expected. With a loud sigh, Seven Nights scanned the surroundings of the spirit world. The remaining dozens of spirit stars had been completely depleted after fleeing for their lives all the way and the wreak havoc of the black skeleton invading, and only a trace of residual spiritual energy could be felt in the spirit realm. However, this is a drop in the bucket for the repair of systemic damage. But something is better than nothing, thinking of this, Qiye didn't care too much, immediately acted, closed his eyes and concentrated, and pulled out the last trace of aura in the spirit world with all his heart.

Soon, a tiny trace of mist wandered from all over the spirit world, slowly converging into a single spiritual power. Qiye carefully guides these spiritual powers, flowing evenly through the surface of the damaged organs in the body, because the spiritual power is limited, so Qiye is first used to repair the damaged internal organs and prevent excessive blood loss and failure of the organs.

Slowly, slowly... Through the warm and nourishing wrap of spiritual power, the wounds of the broken organs began to gradually close together at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a long time, all the damaged organs in the body have stopped bleeding, and the spiritual power has been exhausted...

The next thing is the whole body muscles and bones, and the seven nights look at the 'chaotic wheel' that is as quiet as a floating cloud in the depths of the spiritual world. From the mouth of the Great Dharma Protector, Qiye knew that this cyclone, which was as big as a millstone, was originally called the 'Chaotic Wheel': the deep space and the rotating chaos, which really looked like 'chaotic heaven'. However, his mastery of the Mixed Sky Wheel so far is only to absorb the spiritual energy, and if he wants to extract the spiritual power that forms the Mixed Sky Wheel, he feels powerless and clueless.

Again lost retracting his gaze, looking down and thinking about it... Suddenly, Qiye looked at his spiritual body and his eyes lit up. Now that all the spiritual power in the spirit realm has been scavenged, except for the chaotic heavenly wheel, only this spirit remains. And the spirit is also formed by the spiritual fluid, and Qiye suddenly understood it and paid attention to this body. Although the spirit is difficult to gather, but at the moment, if you don't continue to break the bones of the whole body, even if you repair the organs, you can't get out of this extreme eastern domain, and in the end it is still difficult to escape death.

"Whew~, scatter... Vigor. Qiye took a deep breath, sealed his hands, and made a mantra. Between the handprints, a bright white light instantly scattered. In the light, Qiye felt a burst of warmth, like the spring light of peach blossoms in March. Brilliant, wonderful, warm... In a trance, the spiritual body continued to dissipate with the wind little by little after the white light dimmed, and completely disappeared after the eyes of the seven nights closed peacefully. And the spiritual power that dissipates and flies out flows through the muscles and bones of the whole body, like a long drought and rain, flowing throughout the body.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of "gurgling" bone dislocation sounds from all over the body...

"Ah... Ahhhh...h Ahhhh Seven nights of heartbreaking, under the bleak starry sky... I don't know how long I was in a coma, the night was dark, and the sky and the earth were chaotic and dark. A thick layer of ice condensed from the bloodpool, and Qiye's body was also covered with a layer of ice crystals. And Qiye, who was awake, dragged his painful body, gritted his teeth and relied on a little weakness, and crawled out of the icy pool inch by inch, and then turned over and lay on the dry rocky ground. Facing the sky, seven nights of blood and sweat, panting like a calf, directly painful and tired fainted again...

The next day, the sun was rising, the sky was bright, and it was a rare sunny day in the far east.

In the ice valley, seven nights that had been lying all night gradually woke up in the dazzling sunlight. After a night of body repair and spiritual fluid nourishment in the Mixed Yuan Refining Realm, the serious wounds on his body have basically stopped bleeding, but it is still very difficult to move freely. After lying quietly for a while, feeling that there was no more severe discomfort in the whole body, Qiye carefully propped himself up, endured the residual pain, and the pieces of ice slag on his body fell "with a whoosh".

Although the weather is fine, the Far East is still cold, and now that he has no spiritual power, he can't warm his body to resist the cold, so it becomes urgent to keep warm.

"It seems that we have to find some cotton clothes and food, otherwise my body may not last long. After analyzing the current situation, Nanaya thought to himself. But looking around, the whole ice valley is full of charred miserable scenes, countless charred corpses lying on the bottom of the huge valley, where is there still a complete warm clothing?

"That's?" In the midst of disappointment, Qiye's eyes suddenly lit up and he said in surprise: it turned out that not far from Qiye, there was a corpse dressed in purple gold armor. Unlike the many charred corpses, the corpse was far away from the army, lying alone in the open. Although the body was blackened, it was not completely charred. Maybe it was the armor on his body that resisted most of the black smoke, so that it would not be completely burned.

"Go over and take a look!" Qiye made up his mind, endured the remaining pain and set off with difficulty, one step at a time: one foot deep, one foot shallow, and one limp to move to the corpse of the purple gold guard. Take a closer look...

"This—this is Yanagibei!" Nanaya said in disbelief. A charred face, with a burnt skin and fleshy face, the deceased was still recognizable, although it was indistinct. Qiye couldn't believe it, he had heard that Liu Bingwei was a "Tomahawk-level Late Ninefold" strength, how could he die so easily? Qiye was very puzzled in his heart.

"It seems that there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and the world is unpredictable!" Thinking that before, such an invincible great protector would be planted in the hands of a defenseless little doll, and Qiye was quickly relieved.

It was useless to think too much, check the usable things on the corpse, and take off the purple gold armor in seven nights. The armor was pitch black and tattered, and appeared to have been completely burned. And Liu Bingwei's waist sword, the Nine Curved Silver Snake Sword, suddenly attracted Qiye's attention.

"Uh-huh, this sword... Just in place of the cursed Exquisite Witch Knife, just in case on the way back. Carefully holding up the silver snake sword, Qiye muttered very favorably. Gripping the sword tightly and swinging it vigorously, although the strength of the whole body has not yet recovered, the heavy sense of weight still makes Qiye very satisfied. The sword aura was sharp, and the sword was not damaged by the black smoke demon barrier at all. After a closer inspection, Nanaya was satisfied with the sword and put it into the "secret realm".

Looking back, looking at the corpse of Liu Bingwei who had been stripped of his armor, Qiye's eyes fell on the corpse's fingers, and between the middle fingers of his charred and exposed right hand, there was a ring that had been burned black but still slightly emitted a metallic luster.

"It's... Spirit Ring?" Nanaya rubbed his eyes and confirmed repeatedly. When he was in the slave camp, Qiye had seen this kind of thing from the fingertips of the wolf guards, and his knowledge of the spirit ring also came from listening to other slaves: the spirit ring is one of the spiritual treasures that are dedicated to storage and easy to carry. Spirit rings are divided into different levels according to the size of the memory space. As for the ranks, Seven Nights had never heard of them. But most importantly, the spiritual ring is not a luxury that ordinary people can have.

In fact, the Terran Spirit Ring is divided into five classes according to the size of the memory space:

First-class Spiritual Ring: 1000 square meters of storage space, Second-class Spirit Ring: 800 square meters of storage space, Third-class Spirit Ring: 500 square meters of storage space, Fourth-class Spirit Ring: 300 square meters of storage space, Fifth Class Spirit Ring: 100 square meters of storage space.

Qiye gently removed the jet-black spirit ring from the burnt black finger bones, and then carefully rubbed the black stains on its surface with the palm of his hand, and after removing the pitch-black impurities, a golden and moist spirit ring came into view.

Carefully inject his thoughts into the spirit ring, because the owner of the spirit ring has died, and the spirit seal in the spirit ring has naturally dissipated, so the thoughts injected by the seven nights are not blocked, and the memory space is opened very smoothly.

"Wow, it's such a big space!" Qiye said with a surprised face, roughly calculating that the memory space of this spirit ring is as large as 100 square meters, and there are still a lot of things stored in it. Seven Nights looked at it with interest, as if it had opened a treasure trove that had been sealed for a long time.

Carefully counted and calculated, in the spirit ring: more than 1,000 gold coins, more than 10,000 spirit stones, more than 100 bottles of high-grade healing medicine, more than 10 volumes of yellow level exercises, a number of dry food and cotton clothes, and in the depths of the spirit ring, there are 3 mysterious artifacts that exude luster. These things are simply a huge treasure trove for Seven Nights. Seeing so many items, Seven Nights couldn't believe it as if in a dream:

All of a sudden, he went from having nothing to being well-fed and well-fed, not worrying about food and clothing, like an unreal sense of life reversal, but at this moment, Qiye is more of an impulse of gratitude: Great! I need these things so much to save my life and leave here!

After being excited for a while, Qiye hurriedly took out a purple mink and put it on directly, it has never been coarse linen, but I didn't expect to put on a silky and warm mink fleece all of a sudden, and the rough skin actually has an indescribable comfort. Mink mopped the floor, but Qiye didn't care about it, and took out a bag of dry food, which contained air-dried beef. I was already hungry, so I couldn't help but put the jerky in my mouth and chewed it in a big gulp. Since childhood, Qiye has never tasted the taste of meat, the delicious taste of feasting, the fragrant fragrance on the tip of his tongue, thinking of all the hardships he has tasted before, Qiye unconsciously tears rolled down. Chewing and chewing, I can't help but lean over and cry... After eating the whole bag of jerky, he sat next to the corpse for seven nights and rested, looking at the corpse of Liu Bingwei who was scraped clean by himself, and he couldn't bear it.

"Since I have taken your things and received your favor, then I will bury you, and it can be regarded as my gratitude for what you have left behind. Slowly standing up, Seven Nights said to himself. Put the spirit ring in your hand into the "secret realm", and free your hand to turn over the corpse.

"Huh~" This inadvertently flipped over, and Qiye sighed softly, only to see a small bright white silver needle inserted in the back of Liu Bingwei's neck. This silver needle is as slender as a hair, and if it weren't for the fact that the corpse was burned black, the white silver needle was in stark contrast to the pitch-black neck, and it would have been difficult for the naked eye to detect.

Looking at this silver needle, Qiye fell into a deep thought: Could it be that Liu Bingwei's death was not directly caused by the black smoke magic barrier, but someone was plotting from behind? Among the whole army, there are very few people who can launch a sneak attack when Liu Bingwei is defenseless. The only ones who have been closest to Liu Bingwei since this time are the City Lord of Cold Banner, the Wolf Guard, and the City Lord of Shuiliang Gong. It shouldn't be possible for the Cold Banner City Lord to attack his own people, so the rest .....

Thinking about it like this, Nanaya felt a little creepy. But whether there is a hidden conspiracy or not, Seven Nights doesn't care, and now he just wants to leave here as soon as possible. As for who Liu Bingwei died at, he didn't care about it, and the top priority was to bury Liu Bingwei's body as soon as possible and leave here.