In this bleak scene, a slanting sun shone in through the cliffs, fell on the corners of the clothes of the pair of bi-bi men, and sprinkled pieces of gold powder.
Zheng Wan looked at Cui Wang, looked at Qianshuang on his back, and felt that the heart in her chest seemed to be scalded by fire and watered by water. She was jealous, extremely jealous.
She is jealous of her clean clothes, not even the soles of her feet are stained with dust, she doesn't have to walk through mud, rain of blood, let alone use force, someone will shield her from the wind and rain.
But she was even more frightened.
In this excerpt without an audience, she put on red makeup and sang a big show, but instead... she got herself into it.
"Zheng Wan, Zheng Wan?"
A soft call came from my ear, "What's wrong with you?"
Zheng Wan blinked, only to realize that the ink painting just now, like a landscape, quickly faded away from her eyes, replaced by Shuyuan's concerned face.
He stood in front of her, still holding the veil in his hand:
"What's the matter with you? What do you see?"
"I… "
Zheng Wan looked forward subconsciously, and there was nothing in front of her eyes.
No, no, there is a group of shadows approaching, and if you get closer, you can see that there are two people, and the two people are supporting each other, and they are rushing to their side.
The man's white robe was a bit shorter, but it was still spotless. Once the wind passed, it was intertwined with the Tianyu Liuguang Yi with shimmering butterfly shadows next to it, and it seemed to be lingering.
The man suddenly raised his head and looked at himself.
Zheng Wan subconsciously used the little energy she had left to perform a dedusting formula.
Her shoulders were straight, her fingers and bare feet were shrunk into the rags, she looked at the snow jade rabbit on Cui Wang's shoulder, the rabbit was still holding a fruit in its two front paws.
"Shuyuan, have you seen it?"
This should not be an illusion.
"Is it Zhenjun Liwei and Zhenjun Qianshuang?"
Shuyuan smiled, with a strange expression on his face, "The two of them are together?"
One layer of phantom, one layer of reality, which magnifies and tightens people's desires.
Before he could finish talking, he saw the young female cultivator who was still standing by her side raised her spirits and jumped in front of the two of them.
The lotus-colored robes were tattered and torn, forming a stark contrast with the bright and beautiful body on the opposite side.
"Zheng Zhenzhen, you came just in time..."
Qian Shuang smiled softly, but before she could finish speaking, she was pushed away by a force, she was pushed away from Cui Wang, and the broken leg hidden under her skirt couldn't stand, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh He fell to the ground with a bang, hitting a rock hard.
"Master Zheng, you—"
"You step aside—"
Zheng Wan glanced at her, like a little animal protecting its food.
She knew that at this time, she should lift up her skirt, stretch out her ten fingers, and cry to Cui Wang, as she did in the past, so that he could pity him and keep him silent from reprimanding her for being rude to Qianshuang, but she …
Not at all.
Those who love her should be like her Aye, Auntie, and stand by her unconditionally no matter when and where, even if she kills and sets fire.
"Cui Wang..."
"Zheng Wan, don't be willful."
Zheng Wan's tears fell again, she wiped them vigorously, thinking, in this world, only Aye and Auntie treat her best.
Shuyuan took a step forward and quietly held her hand:
"Don't cry, it's not what you think."
He comforts her.
Zheng Wan didn't break free, thinking, even Shuyuan was better than the ice cube she was trying to please, at least, Shuyuan was willing to sacrifice his life for her, once, twice, many times.
Cui Wang looked at the clasped hands of the two, and pursed his lips tightly.
For some reason, the whole space suddenly became much colder.
The biting mountain wind blew away Qianshuang's skirt, revealing a terrifying stump.
Holding on to the stone, she stood up with difficulty, trying to explain:
"Zheng Zhenzhen, you have misunderstood Zhenjun..."
"What's the matter with you?"
Zheng Wan glanced at her empty left leg and tightened it.
"Zheng Wan, come here."
Cui Wang looked at Zheng Wan with sharp eyes like a knife.
Zheng Wan turned her head, pursed her lips tightly, and held Shuyuan with her left hand silently. Through a layer of sleeve robe, she could feel the slender wrist of this young monk.
He is so weak, but he has protected her many times; and Cui Wang...
"Yo, it's so lively."
At this moment, a carefree voice came from the slanting stab, and Li Siyi and Mingyu stepped out of the mountain gap with one kick deep and one shallow kick.
The robes of the two were torn, and they also looked embarrassed.
"I don't know what happened just now, Mingyu and I broke up, and there was a phantom."
Li Siyi seemed unable to comprehend the tense atmosphere, sighed, then turned around and asked, "Sister-in-law, have you seen it?"
"Please call me Zheng Zhenzhen, even a small monk."
"… oh."
Li Siyi looked left and right, looked at the tragic white face of his junior brother, and couldn't help sighing, a man with a clumsy tongue, if he gets along seriously, he is destined to be abandoned.
He decided to ease the atmosphere.
"Let's talk about what I saw first. My 1,008 confidante surrounded me at the same time," Li Siyi shattered, "It's really scary."
Mingyu was hoarse.
"I saw Li Wei taking her," she pointed at Zheng Wan, "Leave."
"So... Did someone solve the illusion just now?"
Li Siyi said, "Just such a layer of aftermath can scare me to death. I don't know what happened to this person who solved the situation."
"So, what we see is fear."
Mingyu said suddenly, and she glanced at everyone, "It's the person who broke the formation, the remaining fear."
Qianshuang looked at Zhenjun Liwei in surprise, she remembered that in the end he did stand facing a hut for a whole day, and when he came out again, he couldn't even stand firmly, and then...
"Okay, it's all over, why are you still talking about this?"
Li Siyi stretched out his hand to Cui Wang, "Junior Brother, we have used up all the Yuan Dan you have to heal your wounds."
Cui Wang glanced at him silently, took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, poured two for him, and walked up to Zheng Wan:
"Hand out."
Zheng Wan didn't move, and the left hand holding Shuyuan became tighter and tighter.
Shuyuan stretched out his hand, and the pear dimple at the corner of his mouth twitched, showing a little embarrassment:
"Don't mind Zhenjun, Zheng Wan is just a little awkward, I advise her to persuade her."
"You call her Zheng Wan?"
Cui Wang looked at him unpredictablely, Shuyuan was stunned by him, Zheng Wan stopped immediately, and hid him behind:
"Do you want to hurt him like last time?"
"You protect him?"
Cui looked at her for a long time, and the light and shadow in his eyes flowed, hiding something that Zheng Wan couldn't understand, it seemed cold, and it seemed hurt, a very faint trace.
Zheng Wan was taken aback for a moment, then looked up, only to find that the ice and snow that hadn't melted for a thousand years had been re-frozen.
Cui Wang glanced at the place where the two hands were clasped, and a gentle force of energy with a flick of his sleeves carried the jade bottle to Zheng Wan's body, then turned and left.
He walked up to Qianshuang:
"Let's go."
"Thank you Majesty."
Qianshuang supported the stone and stood up tremblingly. Li Siyi was surprised: "Zhenjun Qianshuang's leg..."
"Yes," Qianshuang smiled wryly, "I have to trouble everyone to go out as soon as possible. I need to go to Danxinmen to seek medicine."
"Naturally, naturally."
Li Siyi nodded repeatedly, looked left and right, still holding Mingyu's arm, "Go ahead and see which side to go."
Mingyu threw away the tortoise shell, pinched it together, a burst of golden light flashed, she pointed to the east, her face was so miserable:
"Going east, Gui is thirty-eight."
She took Yuan Dan, and her complexion didn't look better, obviously it wasn't a flesh injury, but Li Siyi looked much better.
"Eat."
Shuyuan tipped the jade bottle, and the light blue color Dan Wan fell into his palm. He looked at her tenderly, "It's better to maintain your strength before going out into battle."
Zheng Wan looked ahead, Cui Wang had already stepped forward, Li Siyi supported Mingyu with his left hand, Qianshuang with his right hand, and turned around:
"Master Zheng, hurry up."
Only that person didn't look back.
"Why do you love to cry so much?"
Shuyuan stuffed the handkerchief into her hand, seeing that Zheng Wan didn't move, he just wiped it for her, "Why..."
Zheng Wan just came back to her senses, she felt awkward, so she became ruthless, Ren Shuyuan wiped it for her, and looked straight ahead, the man's white sleeved robe gently brushed against the cliff, as if the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy.
She raised her head and quickly swallowed the pill.
The wounds all over his body were numb, and there was a gentle force flowing all over his body, recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She stretched out her hand, and found that the wound where the bone was seen just now had quickly returned to smoothness.
"Let's go."
Zheng Wan let go of Shuyuan and stepped up.
Mingyu and Qianshuang were chatting in front of them.
"You don't know, what I entered with Li Wei Zhenjun is a land of no origin, a long corridor, dark, and I can't see anything..."
Saying that, Qian Shuang turned around and complained, "Realist Zheng really misunderstood the True Monarch, I was so afraid, I asked him for help, but he was only willing to lend me a belt to lead me away..."
"He borrowed your belt and took it away?"
"yes."