After experiencing the baptism of blood and fire, many people retreated, and the facts have proved that the horror of the Broken Soul Abyss is far more than everyone imagined, everyone is a person who spares his life, no matter how generous the reward is, it is not as important as his own life.

Chu Tianyi is worthy of being the head of the family, and now he shows his extraordinaryness, after a series of thoughts, he did not rush into the abyss to find the whereabouts of his sister Chu Xinyue, but let everyone in the Chu family rest in place, leaving only a few masters to keep an eye on the whereabouts of the abyss.

Under Yan Ruyu's instructions, everyone in the Phantom Sound Workshop also rested in the adjacent place of the Chu family, and she herself moved to Chu Tianyi's place to discuss the next matters. Seeing that they had no intention of leaving, the leaders of the various forces also joined the negotiations.

For a while, the atmosphere in the valley changed greatly, there was solemnity, pathos, and a faint sense of slaughter.

As the sun sets, darkness falls, the temperature cools down, and it becomes cold as the night gets deeper and deeper, many people sit together, set up a pile of bonfires, or keep warm, or bring some game to roast and eat, although there are many people, but they do not break the peace of the night at all, only occasionally the cold wind caresses and blows the bonfire crackling.

Everyone tacitly maintained this rare tranquility, but when they inadvertently looked at the Broken Soul Abyss, their eyes showed a look of fear, and they didn't know, and they didn't want to know what the situation was under the Abyss at this time.

It was nearly midnight, and the bright moonlight could hardly penetrate the thick fog, and compared with the daytime, the vision was greatly obstructed, and even the five fingers could not be reached, and there was nothing but eternal darkness as far as the eye could see.

I don't know how long it has passed, a murmur sounded in the fog, like a woman's voice, accompanied by a squirming sound, a vague figure finally sat up, making it impossible to see whether she was Yan Ruyu or Chu Xinyue.

In the fog, there seemed to be a pair of pretty eyes looking for something, and it didn't take long to freeze in one direction, and then stood up lightly, slowing down as much as possible, and only stopped after walking out of the distance, the figure became shorter and smaller, and seemed to squat down.

"I'm sorry!"

Faintly, a woman's sighing voice came faintly, with a little apology in her tone. At the same time, she stretched out a hand, and there was a flash of purple light on the tip of her index finger, and under her best efforts to restrain and control, she would not wake up the others, and she seemed very cautious.

The tip of her index finger slowly went down, pointing at the forehead of the person in front of her, and just when she was about to succeed, she suddenly sensed a chilling killing intent coming to her face, and under a chill in her heart, it was difficult for her fingertips to advance a bit. Because she didn't dare, under the shroud of strong killing intent, she only felt like falling into an ice abyss and a chill down her spine, she knew very well that if her fingers were further divided, it would probably be a disaster of death.

"If you don't want to die, stay away from him. ”

Cold words came from her ears, and at the same time, on her side, a pair of bright eyes full of murderous intent opened at dusk, even in this place where she couldn't see her fingers, she could see it very clearly.

An even stronger chill came, and she couldn't help but shiver in shock, almost subconsciously retracting her arm, and then retreated backwards, disappearing in the fog just by breathing.

In the dark, those bright eyes also lost their traces in the next second.

The temperature inside the abyss was much colder than outside, and a bone-chilling wind blew, and the owner of those eyes seemed to feel the chill, and curled up and shrank into the arms of the person next to him.

When everything was restored to normal, the Broken Soul Abyss was quiet again, even those strange beasts and fierce birds seemed to be dormant, only a pair of cyan pupils lit up at this time, sometimes looking at this side, sometimes looking that way, and not long after that, there was no trace in a strange sound that looked like a cat but not a cat.

The next morning, the darkness gradually faded, the earth ushered in the first rays of sunlight, and the fog in the Broken Soul Abyss seemed to become much thinner, although it did not illuminate the world at the bottom of the abyss, but it was much better than reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, and it could also make people vaguely see the general situation.

The smell of blood left by the previous day's fighting, under the effect of low temperature, was not as pungent as the outside world, and even without careful smelling, people could not smell blood at all, only the lifeless corpse verified the fierceness of the battle.

As far as the eye can see, there are stumps and broken arms, pens and pens, blood-stained feathers, red furs, human corpses, birds and beast corpses, but in comparison, there are many more human corpses.

Not far from the blood-colored battlefield, there were a few people lying horizontally, their faces were still ruddy, and their chests were undulating, they should be survivors, and these people were none other than Murong Xiu and the other four.

After fighting with the giant ape and the giant tiger, Murong Xiu's situation at that time was very bad, and later he was hit hard because of the maintenance of Yan Ruyu, if it weren't for his sword gang body, coupled with the blood of the true dragon, even if he didn't die, his life would be hanging by a thread.

After a night of buffering and self-recovery, combined with the domineering of the true dragon's bloody body, he was originally the most seriously injured like Yan Ruyu, but now his face is much more ruddy than everyone else, and most of the wounds have scabbed, although it will not recover completely, it is enough to make anyone envious.

"It's just a little strong who can't be killed. ”

Yan Ruyu, who was being protected by Murong Xiu in her arms, had already woken up, and after feeling Murong Xiu's strong vitality and steady breathing, she couldn't help but admire, but her body didn't dare to make the slightest movement, after all, the posture of the two was too ambiguous, wouldn't it be embarrassing to wake up Murong Xiu.

In the depths of her heart, she didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't want to admit it, she was not afraid of embarrassment, but it was clearly greed, the extreme satisfaction of greed, the feeling of being guarded, protected, and held in the palm of her hand.

"Shhh

With the sound of long breathing, Murong Xiu woke up, but as soon as he was about to stretch his body, he suddenly felt a pain like tearing.

The true dragon's bloody body is certainly domineering, but it will not make his injuries intact overnight, some small wounds have healed, but the serious injuries are only wounds closed and scabbed, and blood oozes when he moves.

Finding that Murong Xiu woke up, Yan Ruyujiao's face turned red, and she hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, her long eyelashes trembled from time to time, which was cute and seductive.

"Huh?"

The softness and warmth of his fingertips made Murong Xiu completely sober up from his ignorance, and only then did he find that the person in his arms was safe and sound, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just that the posture of the two is too ambiguous, Yan Ruyu's head is buried in his chest, the faint fragrance between the hair is refreshing, a jade hand climbs up his waist at some point, slender feet curled together, like a frightened rabbit, the whole person seems to be stuffed into his arms, and his hand is hugging Yan Ruyu's slender willow waist, the warmth and softness can't help but make people think about it.

He is no longer a child who does not understand personnel, under the stimulation of the senses, touch and smell, the primitive ** is about to move, and it is early in the morning, and the reaction that a normal man should have is naturally inevitable.