Time passed quickly, and another seven days passed. In the past seven days, Zhang Yifan stopped cultivating in Zhihai. He opened his eyes, looked around, and then looked across again. The originally strong bloody aura gradually weakened, and after these seven days, the cultivation of the existence on the opposite side improved a lot.

Zhang Yifan's brows furrowed, and he clearly felt that the streamer ribbon was a lot brighter and darker. This shows that the ribbon that binds you and the other person will break down after a while.

The other party's cultivation is diligent, and the streamer ribbon collapses, these two signs make Zhang Yifan happy and worried in his heart. I am glad that I can break through this cage and get a new life. The worry is that I am afraid that the existence on the other side will precede me and break the ribbon.

Now he has a strong Xuan Qi in his body, and he is faintly going to the later stage of the Great Perfection. But the other party's cultivation is also clearly revealed, and it is much more advanced than himself.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yifan decided to take a look at the situation of the ribbon after practicing every day. This is also to strive to break the ribbon as soon as possible.

In an instant, he closed his eyes and cultivated again.

At this time, inside the bamboo house. There was a bright look in the eyes of the sluggish young man. Scenes from the past flashed in his memory.

There was just a little memory, and he couldn't recall it anyway. Who is he? Why is he here, and where is Xiaolong? After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember, so he had to give up!

At this moment, he stood up, pushed open the bamboo door, and came to the bamboo forest. Looking at the purple surround in front of him, his face was slightly surprised.

"Where the hell is this?" he muttered.

A path made of jade on the ground stretched out into the distance. He followed the road and walked outward. After only a few steps, the clarity in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by a dullness.

The boy looked around blankly, his face expressionless. After looking around, he saw the bamboo house. It was as if there was a magic force that was drawing him in.

He turned and walked towards the bamboo house

Every day, the boy wakes up for a while, and the time increases with time. After the seventh day, the boy woke up again.

He took the steps leading to the outside and kept walking. He had a question in his heart that drove him to get out of the bamboo forest. Although in the past few days, he has also tried to walk outside. It's just that he lost himself when he didn't get out.

"This time, I'm going to go out!" the boy looked firmly into the distance, step by step.

After a while, he walked out of the purple bamboo forest and came to the courtyard. Looking at the strange buildings hidden in the fog around him, he looked at them suspiciously. Immediately, he strode towards the main hall.

At this time, just after noon, there was no one here.

"Are you awake?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind him. The boy stopped before he could make any progress, and he turned to look at him.

There was a slight smile on the man's slightly sickly face, and he held a jade flute in his left hand.

"Are you?" said the young man. He looked at the other man, his eyes shining.

"Me?" the man said in surprise: "I am the elder brother of Yushufeng, I saved you and brought you here." If I hadn't saved you, hehe" Speaking of this, the sick man shook his head with a smile.

"You saved me?" said the young man's face with even more surprise. He tried to think about it, but he didn't remember it in his head.

He was surprised when he saw the young man frowning slightly. The master once said that his cultivation is not weak, but for some reason, the seven souls and three spirits are lost, but why did he wake up?

Imagining Lan Feng'er escaping from her handkerchief and gently wiping the corners of her mouth for him, a cold glow flashed in her sick eyes. Immediately, he smiled and said, "How is it, do you remember?"

The boy shook his head and said, "I don't have the slightest impression of this, maybe I have amnesia, I'm really sorry." But thank you for saving me!"

"You're welcome! Since you can come here, I will naturally do my best to help you recover!" said with a smile.

"Do you know who I am?" said the young man after a moment's pause.

"Want to know the answer?"

"Hmm!"

After looking around, when he was sure that there was no one, he smiled and said, "Then come with me!" After speaking, Sick Yang inserted the jade flute into his waist, and at the same time, his body moved, turning into an afterimage and galloping away. A series of afterimages on the ground slowly disappeared.

The young man saw him walking towards the bottom of the peak, and his figure followed the moment the illness moved.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he secretly thought in his heart: "That's it." However, he was stunned in the next moment. I felt that the shadow around me flickered, and the young man was neck and neck with him.

"What a fast speed!" Sick Yang was shocked, but on the surface, he said: "I can't see that the little brother's cultivation is exquisite." At this time, the sick man turned his head slightly, and after taking a closer look, he was relieved.

The young man cultivated in the late stage of the Gangqi realm, and he was in the late stage of the Great Perfection. Although the young man is not very old, this kind of cultivation is indeed convincing, but now it is not about your growth potential, but about your current strength.

After thinking about it for a while, the illness was completely relieved. He secretly worked his Xuan Qi to increase his speed. At this point, the teenager was left behind. There was a hint of surprise on the young man's face, and after he smiled slightly, his speed suddenly increased, and he chased after him in an instant.

"The faster you go, the faster you'll die. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he increased his speed again. No matter how fast he tried, the boy always followed in an instant.

After a stick of incense, the two of them came to a pine forest behind the peak.

"Here's the answer!" Sick Yang pulled out the jade flute, poured Xuan Qi in, and stared at the young man.

The boy didn't know why, he looked around blankly. After a moment, the boy said, "There are vigorous pine trees everywhere, what does this have to do with the answer I am looking for?" He took a few steps inward, and finally shook his head helplessly.

The cold light in the sick eyes flickered, and the green tendons on the arm holding the jade flute burst out, which was hideous and terrifying. The jade flute also emitted a cold white light due to the infusion of Xuan Qi.

Sick Yang walked towards the boy step by step, a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Lan Feng'er is mine, no one can snatch it away!!" he roared inwardly.

Suddenly, a look of confusion appeared in the young man's eyes. A cloud swirled in his eyes. Gradually, the red glow flickered.

Seeing this, Sick Yang's heart tightened, and his breathing became short. That night, a little red mangs hurt him, and now that the boy is going to enter that state again, how can he not worry about it?

Sick Yang looked at the boy in surprise, he stopped and didn't dare to approach. Instead, he took a few steps back and looked at the boy from a distance.

The boy was short of breath and his face was bloody. Those scars were even more red, and they were even more terrifying at this time.

"Ahh

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