The next day, the night passed, and the surroundings were still extremely deserted, and I couldn't help but feel weird.

Closing his eyes and searching by the method of exploration, he only looked around for a while, and finally returned to Yin Xiu.

Only then did I feel that Yin Xiu's coma was different, so I immediately took him to a more hidden place, and after casting a circle of invisibility enchantment, I was relieved to enter his spiritual ruins with a broken spirit shadow.

In front of me is a long stretch of yellow sand, I can't see the road ahead clearly, I can only walk slowly on the edge, until I see the opposite mountain clearly, I was shocked to find that this is Fanyin Mountain.

What I saw in the red pupil mirror was that Fanyin Mountain was the burial place of the Qinglong clan, and I couldn't help but wonder why Yin Xiu's consciousness was trapped here.

"Ginshu! Where are you! ”

I shouted for a long time, but there was only the sound of yellow sand and whimpering wind.

I could only walk forward, and after walking for a long time, the sky suddenly changed color and turned into a strong purple-black.

I walked briskly forward, climbed the hill in front of me, and saw the gloomy sky in the distance as if it were about to be pressed down.

Yin Xiu stood there and roared at the sky: "I will kill all the gods of the heavenly realm one by one, they are all hypocrites and unworthy of being gods!"

I don't know why when I heard his words, I just felt sad and powerless, and I didn't have the courage to step forward, and I didn't know how to comfort him.

Let the yellow sand brush my face and imprint my tears, I just watched quietly.

At this moment, purple-black marks inexplicably appeared on his body, and those marks gradually turned into black smoke, and they rushed to the clouds, and the clouds suddenly shone with a huge wriggling figure.

When I looked closely, everything in front of me disappeared in an instant, and there was only Yin Xiu sitting alone.

His blank eyes made me feel an indescribable sourness, and I sat next to him, trying to hold his hand, but found that it was just a flash.

I stared at my hand in a daze, it turned out that I couldn't talk to him at all, I could only watch what he was facing.

Whether he blames himself more or resents more in his heart, I don't dare to think about how he struggled out of life and death, and I don't dare to think about it.

I'm afraid that as long as I think about it, I will hate him even more, and I will be so sad that I can't help myself and lose my mind.

I am the god of war in the heavenly realm, and I have seen countless bloody storms in my life, and I have never been soft on my decision to kill the enemy, and I have never thought about how I would feel in my heart if I faced such a tragic death of my relatives, and whether I could bear it.

I think I'm going to fight them to the end, I'm tens of thousands of years older than him, but I can't imagine how to deal with it, but he's still a teenager with a sudden misfortune.

What kind of mind does he have to accept all this, what kind of perseverance does he have to survive in such a difficult place as Qianlong Yuan, whether he wants revenge or resentment, it is not him who is wrong!

I couldn't bear to let him indulge in this, so I pulled out and poured the image of me and him into his forehead.

After a moment, he shouted, "Light, light!"

It wasn't until he opened his eyes slightly that I accepted the spell and helped him worriedly: "Yin Xiu, you finally woke up!"

He was silent, only staring at me, and after a while, a touch of pain appeared in his eyes and said: "Seeing that you were captured by them, I fought with them for a long time, and after being injured, I fled into the Hidden Dragon Abyss, thinking about how to find you!"

I shook my head, I wanted to smile and comfort him, but I didn't expect tears to flow out unconsciously, and said sadly: "I found you after a lot of difficulties, don't separate."

He probably didn't expect me to say these words, his eyes were red, and the imperceptible pain made him look extremely pitiful at the moment, and he hugged me and cried, "Okay, don't be separated again!"

I didn't mention seeing everything in his ruins, it was a secret in his heart, and it was a secret that I should guard.

He stared at me, stroked the back of my head with his hand, and smiled with difficulty: "Do you regret going through so many twists and turns with me?"

I shook my head without hesitation, nodded again, and said, "I have never regretted identifying you!"

Red dots instantly appeared between his eyebrows, and my hand couldn't help but caress it, and he smiled indifferently: "Lovesick tears have been completed, and they will live up to their lovesickness!"