Not long after Chu Dui's words fell, a gentle breeze blew behind them, a cool breeze that seemed to be able to penetrate their thin clothes.

It was obviously summer, but for some reason, the wind actually carried a hint of chill, which made Fu Chu's whole person shiver coldly, and subconsciously straightened his waist.

The candles around them shook violently twice before they suddenly went out.

The wind seemed to blow out the candles, and then cast a black veil over the lobby.

The audience's stumbling discussion suddenly sounded in Fuchu's ears, as if they were all startled by this sudden situation.

In an instant, a touch of vigilance appeared in Fu Chu's eyes, and the hand on the seat handle couldn't help but tighten.

In the next second, a burst of warmth covered the back of Fu Chu's hand, making Fu Chu tremble subconsciously.

"It's me. Chu Duan's deep and familiar voice fell into Fu Chu's ears, and the vigilance in Fu Chu's heart was also lowered a little.

Slowly, the darkness in front of me was illuminated by scattered points of light.

Behind the dim curtain, the shimmering light formed a small figure and moved behind the curtain.

Immediately afterwards, what fell into Fu Chu's ears was the audience's whispered admiration.

Such a novel shadow puppet play, Fuchu is the first time to experience it.

Gradually, Fuchu's attraction was also attracted by the shadow puppet play in front of him, and the tense nerves before slowly relaxed.

The light in front of me is getting brighter and brighter, and the scattered points of light are also increasing, although it is beautiful, but looking at the posture, it seems that the next second will break through the blocked curtain.

Fu Chu opened his mouth slightly, and just as he was about to say something to Chu Duan, those points of light poured out from behind the curtain as if out of control, floating aimlessly in this darkness, dotted with stars, slowly enveloping their bodies.

Suddenly, the voices in the lobby began to become chaotic, and the sounds of doubt and fear fell into Fu Chu's ears one after another, which inevitably made Fu Chu start to worry.

The picture in front of me gradually dimmed, and the light seemed to slowly disappear. Before Fu Chu could even resist, everything in front of him turned into darkness, and even the noisy sounds around him slowly faded away, and finally returned to calm.

Fu Chu subconsciously stretched out her hand and wanted to resist, but she didn't want to, at this moment, she couldn't even move on to cultivation.

The light purple dots of light faded from the fingertips and then disappeared into the air, as if a fire was lit in the humid air, but because the surroundings were so humid, a spark appeared and then immediately extinguished.

In an instant, an indescribable sense of loneliness surged into Fu Chu's heart, every nerve in his body seemed to be stimulated by something, and the blood was flowing rapidly, at this moment, as if something in his body was slowly awakening, which made Fu Chu feel a little uncomfortable.

Gradually, Fu Chu felt as if something was slowly wrapping around her body, starting from her feet and slowly rising up, making her gradually lose consciousness and consciousness.

......

Fu Chu's whole person was as if he was in the vast galaxy, and the whole person was erratic, immersed in that sense of weightlessness.

Suddenly, her body fell violently, as if someone was tugging at her soul, so that her original erratic soul suddenly attached to her own body.

Immediately afterwards, a biting chill hit Fu Chu's body from the inside out, making Fu Chu tremble involuntarily.

It didn't take long for the closed hearing to slowly return to normal, and the sound of flames burning and jumping in my ears was heard.

Fu Chu wanted to open his eyes, but at this moment, he found that his eyelids were abnormally heavy. And her whole body seemed to be bound by something.

"My lord, what should I do with these people?"

A whisper suddenly came from his ears, making Fu Chu instinctively move his ears - the voice was unfamiliar.

"Don't deal with it yet. The familiar voice fell leisurely into Fu Chu's ears, as if he was strategizing.

It's Yi Yao's voice.

"Don't you kill?" The unfamiliar voice fell into Fu Chu's ears again, making Fu Chu's heart beat violently.

"What are you doing to kill them?" Yi Yao's voice sounded again, and his leisurely tone seemed to be fearless: "This Fu Chu has a condensing immortal bead in his body. ”

"There are Ning Xianzhu, why don't you kill it?"

"The Condensing Immortal Bead has been fully awakened, if you want to get the Condensing Immortal Bead, you have to outwit it-" Yi Yao said unhurriedly.

The words of the two of you, and the words of me, all fell into Fu Chu's ears. Fu Chu wanted to open her eyes, but for some reason, she couldn't open them and was weak.

"Wow-"

Suddenly, a chill hit Fu Chu's body, and a bucket of water caught him off guard made Fu Chu's whole person feel excited.

A few splashes of water in succession made Fu Chu's whole body refreshed - although the water did not splash on her body, it still made her shiver coldly.

Water droplets dripped down the ends of her hair, and Fu Chu instinctively opened her eyes, and the sight in front of her gradually changed from hazy to clear.

There was a fiery red all around, and I don't know if it was originally like this, or because of the fire around it.

On the seat in front of him, Yi Yao.

Yi Yao sat on the chair, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if smiling but not smiling.

"Wake up?" Yi Yao said lazily, his slender fingers tapping his cocked legs one after another.

"Who the hell are you?" Chu Dui said in a low voice, his eyes biting Yi Yao tightly.

After finishing speaking, Yi Yao seemed to be amused, and after laughing softly, he put down Erlang's legs, and leaned towards Chu Duan: "That's the ...... I should have asked you, right?"

"Should I call you Qi Yu or Chu Dui?" Yi Yao saw that Chu Duan didn't speak, so he continued to ask.

After finishing speaking, Chu Duan's eyes couldn't help but tighten.

However, before Chu Duan was about to speak, Yi Yao took another step ahead: "I know what you want to say-"

After finishing speaking, Chu Duan's eyes couldn't help but tighten tightly.

"Long time no see, old friend—" Yi Yao said as he took off his mask, and slowly, his bewitching face was exposed to the air little by little, and the warm orange firelight danced on Yi Yao's face, the light and shadow swayed, making people feel a little unreal.

Yi Yao stared at Chu Duan for a while, and then the corners of his mouth skimmed upwards with disdain: "I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and you are still like an ice cube." ”