They made their way to the third level, and the passage was opened by an unknown mechanism, just as they had done from the first to the second.

When he first landed, Lingxi didn't see anyone in his field of vision.

However, when she let her guard down, someone appeared out of thin air.

The man was dressed in a white linen shirt, his face was covered, and his exposed eyes were also blended with the thick ink around the eyes, making it impossible to see clearly.

Nanfeng didn't say anything, just looked at the man and nodded, and then the man took out a disc from his bosom, which flashed with blue, red, gold, blue, and yellow, and then returned to flawless white.

The man beckoned to Lingxi, who was now taking a closer look at him.

Although he couldn't see his face, it was a fact that there was a familiar aura on him.

After a while, Lingxi walked over slowly.

"You put your hand in the middle of the disc and meditate. The man said.

Lingxi was a little hesitant at first, but then he was attracted by the disc, and obediently stretched out his slender hand and pressed it in the middle of the disc, and in an instant there seemed to be something in his body that had been sucked away.

I don't know how long it took for the light to begin to fade, and the multicolored light spread out in all directions, eventually turning white.

Lingxi raised his eyes to look at the man, and quickly returned his hand.

Then the man finally spoke, and said in a very flat tone: "The body has been much stronger after being washed by the blue spring. ”

Lingxi was confused, but saw Nanfeng smile with joy on his face.

"You ......."

"We keep going. For some reason, Nanfeng didn't seem to want Lingxi to talk to this person, but instead opened his mouth and said, "Xingtian, get ready for that." ”

Xingtian stopped talking, but still looked at Lingxi quietly, his eyes seemed to reveal something, but Lingxi didn't look back.

Then Nanfeng took Lingxi to the next floor, only to see that this was another strange scene, at the beginning, it was a sliding door, and then this door opened, and then there was another one behind, and so on.

In a moment, when it was time to open the next door, an old man came out of the door, and it could be said that he had escaped from a cloud of gray smoke, and Lingxi was choked by the gray smoke and coughed.

When the south wind saw it, he waved his sleeve, and the window opened, and the gray smoke poured out of the window quickly.

After a while, the air in this room became fresher, and Lingxi had already said that he was choked with tears, and the old man saw it, and quickly comforted: "Xiaohong'er, don't cry, I know you haven't seen me for a long time, but don't cry either?"

“.......?” Lingxi looked blank and thought about what he was talking about.

"Sixth Uncle!" Nanfeng shouted, "Didn't you say don't make alchemy in the tower? What if there is an accident and the whole tower catches fire." ”

Nanfeng's tone was very helpless.

Lingxi also found that Nanfeng's usual high-minded posture was all put down in front of the sixth uncle.

Lingxi looked at the old man carefully, I don't know if it was the blood surge, or what, his face was red, his clothes were tattered, and the old man's expression made him look as if he was angry.

The red-faced old man rolled his eyes after stopping Nanfeng's words, and said, "I'm going to make alchemy in this tower, what's wrong! ”

After rolling his eyes at the south wind, the old man turned to Lingxi and said.

Although Lingxi did not resist, he did not have the idea of approaching, so he stood still and refused to move forward.

Who knows, the sixth uncle didn't say a word, blew his beard and glared at Lingxi and pulled Lingxi over.

"Xiao Hong'er, come, this is the reunion gift from the sixth uncle to you. ”

As he spoke, the sixth uncle took out a palm-sized dark blue bag embroidered with rattan patterns.

But Lingxi was not interested in taking it.

After a while, the sixth uncle had no choice but to open the bag by himself, rummaging through it for a while, and with an embarrassed face, he took out two yellow ammunition the size of peanuts and said: "Xiao Hong'er, cough cough, what kind of spirit weapons and spirit swords, I don't think you can use them, this spirit gathering pill is refined by the sixth uncle and I personally, and eating it can quickly increase cultivation." But you can skip it now, and wait until the crisis to eat it, and you can also burst out with great power. ”

Seeing that Lingxi didn't react, the sixth uncle hurriedly added: "Xiaohong'er, don't you think this elixir is not precious enough, don't you look down on it?" Come on, sixth uncle, tell you a good story, in this world, cultivating immortals and demons rely on aura, if you can increase the intake of Lingxi in a short period of time, any improvement in cultivation is something that few people dream of." And it took me a hundred years to refine this elixir, so I came to give it to you. ”

Lingxi listened to him spit for a long time, in short, this spirit pill is extremely precious, and she must take it.

However, Nanfeng on the side couldn't help but smile, pursed his lips and said, "Sixth uncle, Hong'er hasn't fully recovered her memory, she doesn't know who you are at all, and she just warns you if she doesn't speak all the time." ”

Hearing this, the sixth uncle's imposing appearance just now disappeared immediately, but he still put the two pills and gave them to Lingxi.

"I knew it was so fast. The sixth uncle said. Then he took out something from his arms, it was a cloth bag, he carefully uncovered the cloth layer by layer, and Lingxi saw that there was a unique and delicate hairpin inside—a red jade, but it was emitting red light.

Next to the red jade is the red color of the petals from dark to light, and when it comes to the bud, there is a red jade.

With a touch of sunshine, the jade brilliance flowed, and the sixth uncle slowly handed it to Lingxi.

Lingxi didn't pick it up for a while, because she was stunned, and this jewelry actually had a sense of familiarity to her.

Not only that, but this tower or the people in this tower, Lingxi looked at them, and there was an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"Take it. Xiao Hong'er, you must remember this, I know, after all, that person gave it to you. ”

After that, a trace of nostalgia flashed on the sixth uncle's face, but he was immediately replaced by anger, and after handing the hairpin to Lingxi, he turned his head and went to the Dan furnace that had turned out the fire.

"Why are you still keeping this thing away?"

Suddenly, Nanfeng asked, his tone containing dissatisfaction.

"That's Xiao Hong'er's favorite object in front of her. So I don't care who sent it, Xiaohong'er likes it. The sixth uncle replied.

Although Nanfeng was angry when he heard this, he didn't say anything more, just stared at the ornament in Lingxi's hand, as if he wanted to take it away.

But Lingxi didn't give him that chance, she quickly grabbed the hairpin and put it in her arms.

For a while, Nanfeng was a little stunned and said, "What, do you remember the hairpin?"

Hearing this, Lingxi hesitated for a while and said, "No...... But I love it. ”

She was telling the truth.

This hairpin seems to attract her invisibly, seeing this hairpin, she doesn't have a sense of joy in her heart, and the corners of her mouth are uncontrollably raised.

Seeing this, a trace of melancholy flashed in Nanfeng's eyes.

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