Qing Yu saw that she was awake and was about to stand up, when she glanced at Xiao Yu, who was in a mess, and her self in tattered black,...... Only then did she realize that her own image was really no better than Xiao Ji. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

Qing Yu twitched the corner of her lower lip, but when she first arrived at the nineteenth floor of hell, her spatial ring was already gone, thinking that it had fallen off at the moment when she was wiped out.

So now, she has no space utensils on her, not even a change of clothes.

If the two of them return to the Wu clan like this, it is estimated that they will not go back yet, so they will startle the snake first.

"Do you have clothes on you?" Qingyu asked...

Xiao Ji was still a little confused, and when she heard Qing Yu's voice, she nodded hurriedly: "Oh, yes, yes." I'll give you some food. ”

The reason why Xiao Ji is so embarrassed is not that she didn't bring anything, but that she only cares about running for her life all the way, and when most of her cultivation is abolished, in the face of one batch of assassins after another, she naturally doesn't care about what she looks like, after all, what kind of life doesn't matter!

Qingyu's reminder, she realized that she and Qingyu's current situation is really no better than that of beggars.

The two went outside to find a stream, washed themselves briefly, washed and cleaned up, Xiao Yu handed Qingyu a small cloth bag: "I haven't prepared it usually, so there is only some jerky left, you can go down first." ”

These jerky are prepared by Xiao Ji when she usually retreats and cultivates, and she is ready to eat when she is hungry, but this time it happened suddenly, and she really didn't prepare anything, but fortunately, if they go out occasionally, they will prepare a few sets of clothes in the space utensils in case they need it, so they have clothes to bring.

Qingyu is half a head taller than Xiao Yu, and her clothes are a little short for Qingyu to wear, but they are not in the way, and Qingyu doesn't mind.

But when it turned out to be the bag of jerky, she was a little stunned.

She slowly took out the jerky, which was cut into finger-thick strips, slowly put it in her mouth, and bit it, but it didn't break.

She frowned slightly, and took another bite so hard that she almost missed her tongue.

The salty and fragrant taste of dried meat came, and Qing Yu stood there stunned, still a little unreal.

"Sister Qingyu, what's wrong with you? Isn't it tasty? Then you wait a minute, I'll pick up a few fruits and come over......" Xiao Ji glanced around, saw a fruit tree not far away, and raised her legs and walked over there.

When she came back from picking up the fruit, Qingyu was still stunned.

Xiao Ji was even more strange, she went to the stream to wash the fruit, walked over and handed it to Qingyu, but saw tears in the corners of Qingyu's eyes, she was completely frightened: "Sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

Qing Yu took the fruit from Xiao Yu's hand and stared at it for a long time before replying softly: "I haven't eaten anything in three hundred years." ”

She hadn't eaten in three hundred years, so because of inertia, she couldn't even bite the jerky that was put in her mouth.

Three hundred years is enough time for her to forget what food tastes like,...... What about Sijon?

As a son of the Bo Xi family, what was he like in the past? She had only been on the nineteenth floor of Hell for three hundred years, but what about Siron? How many years has Xirong been there? Tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years?

So for so long, what does he remember?