A long time has passed, and the inhabitants here have completely fallen silent and no longer resurrected and attacked.

Even the beautiful woman no longer appears.

The place seems to have been turned into a forgotten corner.

At this moment, Meng Xiwen was carefully stepping into the strange building forest in front of him.

It doesn't seem to be any different.

The street is still the same as before, but the layout has changed a little, and something new has appeared.

Meng Xiwen slowly walked towards the jet-black pillar.

"Ah Wen!"

Meng Xiwen heard Meng Xize's anxious shout, and hurriedly looked in the direction of the eldest brother.

How can it be so far all at once?

Obviously, he only took a few steps forward, and he appeared on the street that disappeared in the distance!

Take a step back slowly. Meng Xiwen looked at himself who had returned to the same place in a blink of an eye.

After thinking about it, he walked out of the street.

It's like the space in the book is chaotic, and if you're not careful, you may get lost in nothingness.

Meng Xiwen ran back to Meng Xize's side, and just stood still, his face suddenly showed joy, "Big brother, listen!"

"Someone. Ah, this is the voice of Xuan Tong Zhenren. Meng Xize became a little weak, and his voice was rarely a little angry.

The wound on the woman's left arm was far more serious than expected.

At first, there was some numbness in the wound, but soon, the numbness gradually spread to the entire arm. At the beginning, he used his spiritual power to probe the wound, but before he could think of it, the numbness was like going down the river, quickly invading the meridians along the path of the spiritual energy.

Meng Xize hurriedly sealed his heart, and now he could barely suppress this numbness, but the whole person couldn't help but weaken.

Suddenly hearing a familiar voice, both of them became excited and listened intently.

"When will it take? Ten years, twenty years, or a hundred years? I can't learn space magic well, but I know that spatial distortion in different dimensions is the most difficult to recover. They haven't been in Bigu yet, and after waiting so long, should I take their bones back?"

Meng Xiwen felt that his heartbeat could be heard quietly around him.

The silence from the soul seems to be a moment, and it is like an eternity.

"Xuantong real person!"

"Xuantong real person!"

Meng Xi shouted everywhere, his voice was filled with spiritual power, and the surrounding buildings were buzzing.

"Ah Wen. Meng Xize called out to Meng Xiwen, "If we are really in the picture scroll, they can't hear it." ”

Meng Xize's hand touched the top of Meng Xiwen's head, "Ah Wen, it's okay." Didn't you just say that if we can break through the space from the inside, we can get out? Why don't we do it again?"

Meng Xiwen shook his head and untied the spirit stone bag on his body, "The spirit stone has been used up." ”

"Is that so?" Meng Xize put down his hand, "I still have it here." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and touched his spirit stone bag and put it in front of Meng Xiwen.

Meng Xiwen opened it and glanced at it, shaking his head.

Inadequate.

Meng Xize lowered his eyes, suddenly pulled Meng Xiwen to sit down, and untied a pocket, "Ah Wen, I still have a lot of food here." With these, you can live for about two years. Cultivate first, and when the cultivation is enough, you can break the space without the help of spirit stones. ”

"But, big brother, what about your injuries?"

"It's fine. I've sealed my heart, as long as I don't use my spiritual power anymore, I'll be fine. Meng Xize suddenly smiled, "I'm waiting for you to save me now." ”

Meng Xiwen was soothed by Meng Xize's calm voice. Looking at his frail face, Meng Xi crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and made a look of concentrating on cultivation.

How can it be so simple, now she has only practiced the cultivation of the second layer of qi, and the aura she used just now is three times that of her current cultivation, which is almost close to the cultivation of the foundation building period. Two years, how could it be in time.

Meng Xiwen slowly adjusted his breathing and forced himself to settle down, so he couldn't waste time.

Meng Xize sensed that the aura around Meng Xiwen's body was gradually regularizing, and he had already entered a state of cultivation, this time he slowly relaxed his body and lay on the ground.

It's not that easy. Sealing the heart veins and no longer using spiritual power is indeed no longer spreading to the heart veins. But. Meng Xize looked at his left arm, which also became more serious. When I was a child, I secretly read it in the book, a one-armed hero, a sword, a carving, to save thousands of people from fire and water, maybe you can do it yourself.

Murderous!

Meng Xiwen opened his eyes from meditation, and one hand was attacking in front of him

Attracting spiritual energy to protect his body, raising his hand to block, Meng Xiwen followed the reaction force and hurriedly retreated a few steps.

"Big brother?"

Meng Xize in front of him, his eyes were lightly closed, his breathing was steady, and he seemed to have fallen asleep. It's just that his left arm, leading the body, keeps attacking this way.

The left hand is blue and black, and the killing moves are sharp.

"Big brother!"

"Meng Xize!"

Meng Xiwen dodged and blocked while shouting Meng Xize's name, not daring to fight back, for fear of hurting the eldest brother.

"Huh?"

Meng Xize slowly opened his eyes, and saw that his left hand was attacking Meng Xiwen's neck, and he hurriedly turned around and changed the direction of the attack.

The left hand struggled unwillingly, and then gradually became docile, hanging unconscious at his side.

"What's going on?"

Meng Xiwen watched as the blue-black arm gradually faded in color and returned to its original appearance.

Meng Xize was silent, staring at his left hand tightly.

Suddenly made up his mind, he drew his sword from his side and slashed it with a wave of his arm.

Meng Xi heard that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stopped him.

Meng Xiwen snatched the sword from Meng Xize's hand, "What are you doing! If you lose an arm, you don't know how difficult it will be for you to cultivate in the future!"

"I know. Give me the sword. ”

Meng Xiwen in front of him was motionless, Meng Xize smiled helplessly, "Give it to me." It's just a matter of time. Besides, if you want to cultivate, you can't hold a sword all the time. Now that you're here, you can help me stop the bleeding. ”

Facing Meng Xiwen, whose face did not change in the face of the group of undead residents, his eyes suddenly turned red when he heard this, and he raised his sword, "I won't give it to you." There's always a way. ”

"Ah Wen, don't make trouble. You still have to cultivate here for a long time, and it is impossible for me not to sleep, and I cannot put you in such a dangerous situation. ”

Meng Xiwen held back the tears in his eyes and looked at the strange building forest, "Then don't give up so early." There's always a way. ”

The upside-down and chaotic building, in the refraction of tears, flickered far and near, and was hazy.

Meng Xiwen remembered it, why did he always feel the familiarity of this scene.

Meng Xiwen threw away the sword in his hand and pounced in front of Meng Xize, "Brother, look, over there." It's not like a passage in a teleportation array! The black pillars are tables and chairs, and the streaks of the sky are floor tiles. ”

"Do you remember what the teleportation array administrator said? So, the teleportation array is a kind of space between two dimensions.

We can go back now as long as we find the exit!"