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Obsessed with the sea of fire.

After Fang Cai's delay, Lin Yizhi's already stretched time suddenly became more urgent. Lin Yi was also annoyed in his heart, on the one hand, he felt that there was no need to delay for such a long time because of such a bead that he didn't know what it was for, and he almost died in the hands of the fire dragon transformed by the fire of greed.

However, the seemingly lifeless blow of the black gold bead actually caused the fire dragon with the momentum of the sky to disintegrate in an instant, and in the hinterland of this obsessive fire with an extremely high temperature, the whole body was cold and cold, and it seemed that it should also be a rare treasure.

When Lin Yizhi thought of this, he secretly blamed himself for being too tired in his usual life, if he usually looked at the "Strange Treasure Tongjian", how could it be difficult today, and suddenly he couldn't help but miss the smart pink-clothed figure a little.

If Xiyue is beside her, I'm afraid that she will recognize what this thing is at a glance, I'm afraid that she will talk endlessly, and then laugh and sarcasm that she has seen too little and is a living wood.

In fact, if she treats herself like this, she will be very happy.

Thinking about it like crazy, Lin Yizhi suddenly remembered Lu Xiyue's pretty and smiling face, and a warmth suddenly rose in his heart, and he shook his head, smiling dumbly.

Yes, I have only been in this sea of obsession for more than an hour, but I seem to have been separated from those who get along day and night for a long time, as if I have been in the vicissitudes of life.

Except for Sister Xiyue, how is Senior Brother Chu Xiao and Senior Brother Zeng?

Are these people in front of the cliff, waiting for their return?

Suddenly, Lin Yi's heart flashed with the cold white gauze. If you can listen to the song of the red leaves that night again, I am afraid that I will die in the flames of this sky at this moment, but I have no regrets.

It's just that the loss of time at this time categorically does not allow Lin Yizhi to think too much, even if he misses those people in his heart, but Nalan Mingxuan does not find them for a moment, he will not turn around for a moment and leave this sea of fire.

Those people will see each other again, won't they?

This time I entered the sea of obsession, and it was the first time I went into danger alone, and I was suddenly a little lonely. In the past, there were always some people around me who were negotiating, but now I have to rely on myself for everything.

Okay, let's see if you can get through.

Accelerating, Lin Yizhi's figure soared into the sky, and once again galloped towards the vast sea of fire in front of him.

I don't know how much time has passed, and in this sea of obsession, people basically can't perceive the passage of time. One is because of the preoccupation of galloping forward, and the other is because no matter how far or how long you walk, there is no second scenery around you.

It's always like that, the flames are boiling, blank, there is no end in sight, and the boring monotony is repeated endlessly. So much so that Lin Yizhi was more or less numb.

If it weren't for the reminder of the ever-changing clear water, Lin Yizhi wouldn't know how long it would be until the limit of those two hours.

Maybe it's been a long walk, maybe it's just a few hundred meters. Lin Yizhi couldn't figure it out, he walked blankly like this, and the road under his feet seemed to extend forward endlessly. Sometimes, when I look up, it seems that all the roads have disappeared, but after a few steps, I find that between the fire and the gap between the fire, the road is still there, stretching forward.

Lin Yi wondered in his heart, in the obsession with the fire, he looked at it, but he just felt that the length of the flame was only between two cliffs about dozens of zhang, why did he get here, but there was no end.

But the road is there, so keep going......

Just when Lin Yizhi felt that the road ahead seemed to be endless, and he was about to be exhausted from the unstoppable rush, all of a sudden, Lin Yizhi noticed that the flames around him suddenly changed.

The original monstrous yellow flame slowly became fainter and fainter, and as Lin Yizhi accelerated a few steps forward, the yellow flame disappeared completely.

Instead, there was still a raging flame rolling in the sky, but this time the color of the flame could not make people feel the unbearable heat, but the overwhelming cold.

I don't know when, this vast endless flame has turned a dark purple, and the purple fire is churning, even the sky has turned into a faint purple, with a bone-chilling gloomy and weird, as if entering a lifeless realm in an instant.

There was silence all around, and even the burning sound that was originally peeling off seemed to be frightened by this cold dark purple, and he hid his whereabouts in a panic.

The purple fire is faint, silent, just burning quietly, in the purple light, everything is cold and charming, even the sky is also because of this faint purple, it looks sad and deep.

At the same time, the originally hot air around him seemed to be instantly withdrawn by a big hand, silently, the scorching that was originally dazzling and powerful, I don't know when it had turned into Xiao Suo's coldness, and as Lin Yizhi went deeper and deeper into the purple flame area, the coldness became stronger and stronger.

Until the end, the coldness was like a knife and an arrow, tearing at Lin Yizhi's feeling, Lin Yizhi seemed to feel that this coldness seemed to come from the ground, accompanied by a faint purple flame, endless, immortal and indestructible.

The deeper the road became, the more thrilling and poignant the purple became. It's just that Lin Yizhi has no intention of watching this unprecedented flame spectacle, every step he takes now is very difficult, the whole person seems to be falling into an ice cave, frozen, and it seems that he has to use up all his strength to take a step.

If you look at his thin face, you can see that the eyebrows and hair have been covered with a faint layer of frost at some point, and the color of the frost is also dark purple, and Lin Yizhi's hair is glowing with a faint purple light, which sets off the momentum of his whole person as weird as this flame.

Lin Yiyi walked away, while secretly scolding what kind of place this is, I don't know which generation of the Liwu Sect designed such an assessment content, this is clearly intended to make all the new disciples can't pass, in addition to arranging the period in his heart to leave the Worry Sect, but also secretly classify this faint purple strange flame as an evil fire, such a faint purple light, and the cold is pressing, as if only the Netherworld has a situation, how can it appear in the Separation Worry Sect.

The purple flame seemed to have sensed something, and the faint purple light surged suddenly, and the fire was much bigger than ever, completely engulfing Lin Yizhi's entire body.

The further you go, the heavier the clammy and cold becomes, like a ghost. Lin Yizhi's entire bones seemed to be scraped by the cold steel knife over and over again.

If you continue like this, I'm afraid that if you don't reach the end, you'll freeze to death.

Lin Yi knew that if he didn't take any measures, he was afraid that he would really freeze to death here, so he was busy running his true qi, and a warm current quietly surged through his body from his soul. Lin Yizhi was relieved at this time, it seemed that his guess was right, this Separation from Worries Wuji Dao is the absorption of heaven and earth supreme pure qi, and he can still resist this cold and cold qi.

However, after Lin Yizhi walked deeper into the purple flame for a while, he found that he seemed to be happy a little early, the purple flame seemed to be like a barrier, and it was not what it was, but it gradually completely isolated this place, and this place seemed to have become another world.

It's just that here, it is by no means heroic and righteous, but cold and piercing, purple flame and evil spirit. Moreover, Lin Yizhi found that his original smooth operation of the Freedom from Worries Infinite Dao seemed to be becoming more and more difficult, as if the aura had been drained and dried up in an instant.

What is going on? Lin Yi's heart was puzzled, could it be that this purple flame still has the means of spatial prohibition? The true qi consumed by this Worryless Infinite Dao could be replenished in an instant in a normal environment, but how could there be no successor here?

Lin Yizhi couldn't figure out what was going on, this purple flame appeared without warning, and it seemed to be boundless, and now even the true qi used to support the Infinite Dao of Separation was facing exhaustion, if he didn't leave this area quickly, I was afraid that if he didn't find Nalan, he would be frozen to death.

Thinking of this, he mobilized the only remaining Sorrow Wuji Dao over and over again, while speeding up again, although his body was a little stiff from the cold air, the speed was still much faster than before.

Lin Yizhi galloped so hard for a long time, but the purple flame was really like an endless and never-ending thing. Until the end, Lin Yizhi's true qi had been completely exhausted, and he had lost the protection of the Infinite Dao of Freedom from Worries, so he had to grit his teeth to resist the coldness that went straight into the soul, and the situation became even more difficult.

In this way, the figure that was originally like flying slowly became step by step.

Rao is like this, Lin Yizhi is still walking forward so persistently, and he has never thought of retreating in his heart. The originally thin layer of purple cold on his resolute face had completely turned into ice, enveloping Lin Yizhi's face.

Even if he freezes to death, he will not leave! Lin Yizhi is a stubborn person by nature, and he often relies on this last bit of will to support the last hope in desperate situations.

In the face of adversity, that stubborn persistence, insisting on the indelible hope, even if the hope seems incomparably small, will never let go, such a person may be able to become a strong person.

Lin Yizhi never thought of himself as a strong man, he just wanted to see his brother, but it was such a simple idea, that is, he would not retreat even if he died.

Until the end, Lin Yizhi's whole body was already stiff, and Lin Yizhi's entire body was almost unconscious, and he could only rely on his original inertia to slowly move forward in the purple flames.

Perhaps, it's a good thing for me to be unconscious, so it doesn't hurt, right?

Consciousness slowly lost in his mind, he tried his best to keep himself clear, he knew that he could not be annihilated by this terrible cold, once he was annihilated, he would sleep silently in this purple fire forever, his soul scattered.

However, the road ahead is so long, and it is really difficult to walk by yourself. Maybe I was born tired, no matter when and where, this hysterical tiredness is like a shadow.

In the chaos, Lin Yizhi suddenly felt as if something was falling. He gritted his teeth and tried to raise his head to see what it was, but he found that what was supposed to be such an easy movement seemed difficult to reach now.

What's wrong with me? I can't do it to this point.

"Hmm-" With a low roar, Lin Yizhi seemed to have exhausted the last trace of heat before he lifted the mountain-heavy head.

After watching it for a long time, Lin Yizhi said to himself in a trance: "It turned out to be snowing...... How did it come to winter so quickly?"

He was already in a state of extreme chaos, completely forgetting that he was still in the fire of obsession.

On the purple sky, a little snowflakes are falling, and the originally lifeless and mysterious incomparable area seems to be full of life.

It's just that the snow-white color is vibrant, and the coldness that is already full of heaven and earth seems to be even more dignified.

The sky is purple, the purple fire is in the sky, and the snow is falling so quietly, throwing it into the purple fire one after another. This originally extremely contradictory thing that could not coexist at all was so poignant and magnificent, rippling throughout the world with a little poignancy and magnificence.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the goose feathers are blowing one after another, and among the snowflakes are the beating purple flames that will never be extinguished.

The snow waves covered the road ahead, and the whole dark purple sky was extremely silent in the heavy snow.

However, in the silence of the heavy snow, the black-clothed figure still walked forward slowly, as if it was never tireless.

"Da--" "Da-" The heavy footsteps stepped on the ground that had already been covered with a thick layer of snow, making an incomparably heavy sound, like a sad elegy.

"It's snowing...... She...... Is it cold?" Lin Yizhi muttered something, his godless eyes looking at the road ahead that was misty by snow.

It won't take long for Lin Yizhi to freeze to death here, at this moment, in Lin Yizhi's arms, suddenly a pale yellow light slowly lit up, and at first he seemed to be a little afraid of the cold in the sky, but it lit up slightly and went out again.

After a long time, the pale yellow light slowly lit up again, but this time it was no longer hidden, the pale yellow light became brighter and brighter, and the pale yellow light gradually spread towards Lin Yizhi's body and the surrounding area like a tide, and in that light, there was a kind of palpitating warmth and peace of mind.

It was like waiting for the light of the child to return home in the wind and snow, driving away all the darkness and cold that hurt him.

This pale yellow light was like a dream, and Lin Yizhi's entire body was inlaid with a layer of faint yellow light, shining in the snow.

Just before Lin Yizhi's consciousness was completely annihilated, he only felt a warmth from nowhere that went straight into his soul, instantly driving away the cold that originally occupied his soul.

"Heh......" Lin Yizhi exhaled softly, the coldness faded, and his mind slowly became clear.

The moment he regained his senses, he noticed the unusual light in his body. However, in an instant, Lin Yizhi already understood where this light came from.

"Yes...... Are you?" Lin Yizhi muttered.

Gently trembling and still a little stiff hand, stretched into his arms, between the tentacles, the familiar warmth, seemed to be able to gently burn his fingers.

Tears slowly crossed his face, fell into the snow, and instantly froze.

With trembling hands, he held the things in his arms in his hands, and then slowly raised them in front of his face.

It was a bead-like thing, and it seemed to be beating warmly in Lin Yizhi's palm. The warm yellow glow emanated from the bead-like thing.

The warm halo of light slowly flowed through the gaps in Lin Yizhi's fingertips and flowed to his cheeks, as if gently wiping away the tears on his cheeks. It's like a friend who has known each other all year round, gently comforting the pain in his friend's heart.

The halo was soft, but it was so powerful, so stubbornly guarding Lin Yizhi's side, blocking all the wind, snow and cold.

As it was held by Lin Yizhi, the halo also changed slightly, as if forming a faint light mask, wrapping Lin Yizhi's entire body inside.

Ren was outside in the wind and snow, but the light mask silently dispelled all the cold for Lin Yizhi.

That bead-like thing, Lin Yizhi is no longer familiar with, it is the only and last thing that Yu Rai left for himself - Yu Rai's own demon pill, his last life flower.

Now, when Lin Yizhi was in such danger, it stood up so silently to shield Lin Yizhi from the damage in the sky.

"Brother Yu Lei...... Do you feel it......? In this desperate situation, with you accompanying me to see the heavy snow in the sky and this faint purple fire, I will die and I will not be alone, right?" Lin Yizhi's voice was a little choked.

The pale yellow demon pill seemed to understand Lin Yizhi's words, slowly trembled, gently floated around Lin Yizhi a few times, and slowly floated in front of Lin Yizhi, the quiet and warm light seemed to be even better.

The next moment, the softness of Lin Yi's heart was completely shattered, and in the midst of tears, in the swaying yellow mang, the majestic figure seemed to be standing in front of him again.

The next moment, the dragon chanted in the sky, endlessly.

The snow is still falling, without the slightest intention of stopping, and the fire is still burning, endlessly.

But the heart is no longer cold.

............

In this way, in this pale yellow flowing light mask, Lin Yizhi raised his speed again and walked forward resolutely. Suddenly, Lin Yizhi seemed to remember something.

No, no, something seems to have been forgotten here!

Lin Yizhi's figure suddenly stopped there, his eyes burning at the purple flames around him.

"The yellow fire is the fire of greed, then this purple fire ......," Lin Yizhi muttered to himself like a dream.

Suddenly sober, this purple fire is not another kind of fire of obsession, the fire of emotional obstacles!

In other words, he has left the scope of the fire of greed, and is now in the fire of emotional barriers.

However, after walking for so long, why did nothing happen except this immutable flame?

Could it be that this purple flame has gone all the way through so lonely?

Suddenly, Lin Yizhi only felt that there seemed to be a figure in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel alert. burst into cheers, and his figure had already retreated about three feet.

After stabilizing his figure, Lin Yizhi looked at it fixedly, and there was indeed a person who slowly floated down in the snow.

The man had his back to him, and he was dressed in a very familiar white robe, drifting slowly with the snow.

And the cold aura on his body seemed to be colder than the ice and snow in the sky and the faint purple fire.

Lin Yi's heart suddenly moved.

This white clothes, this cold bearing, is it ......

That person once made Lin Yizhi feel ashamed of himself, and made Lin Yizhi throb and lose his soul that he had never had, but she was still so high, like an iceberg, showing the most noble coldness and holiness.

For a long time, he had thought that the white clothes would be the loss and concern that he would never forget.

Is she her own emotional handicap?

"Duanmu Ningque...... Is that you?"

Lin Yizhi slowly said the name.