After removing the puppet seal, this trip can be described as complete merit.
Ye Yunlan planned to go down the mountain and leave the secret realm.
However, the road in the crypt was too complicated when we came, and if we wanted to go down the mountain, we had to pass through the floating palace and return to the mountain road in front of us.
After erasing the traces of the formation method on the ground, Ye Yunlan took another look at the bottomless abyss by the cliff.
Looking back to see Shen Shu standing beside him, also staring into the abyss, suddenly something strange came into his heart.
In a trance, the dark clouds above his head seemed to turn bloody.
He fell beside the stone tablet, blood dripped from his forehead, blurring his vision.
In sight, Shen Shu was standing on the edge of the cliff, with scars all over his hands.
The blood stained Shen Shu's clothes, and the afterglow sword was thrown by the opponent's feet, and he was talking to him.
Ye Yunlan couldn't hear what he said.
He only saw the young man take a deep look at him after he finished speaking, as if he wanted to completely imprint him in his eyes, and then fell backwards - his pupils shrank sharply, and subconsciously said: "...Shen Shu!"
Shen Shu, who was standing beside him, suddenly heard Ye Yunlan calling him suddenly, and turned his head in doubt.
"Master?"
However, he found that Ye Yunlan's eyes were scattered and sweaty, and he didn't know where to look, so he hurriedly stretched out his long arms and took the person into his arms.
"How's the Master?? But just setting up the formation consumes too much energy?"
Ye Yunlan woke up like a dream, raised his long eyelashes, and looked at Shen Shu in confusion.
Just now... is it an illusion
Because he thought too much just now, he had an illusion
A needle-like pain suddenly came from God's soul, and it was the Seven Emotions Needle that was touched again for some reason. Ye Yunlan groaned, and suddenly grabbed Shen Shu's arm tightly, his fingertips turned white, and his body trembled slightly in pain.
Shen Shu also let him grasp, warm palm? Pressed on his back, and passed spiritual power into Ye Yunlan's body, hoping that he could relieve the pain.
When Ye Yunlan's trembling finally subsided, and even the white clothes were soaked with sweat, the lips that had just been moistened by the kiss turned pale again, and his face lost blood.
He was still holding Shen Shu's arm, and he didn't look at the ominous abyss again, he just said hoarsely, "Go, get out of here."
Shen Shu was still worried and wanted to ask him about his situation, but he grabbed his arm and walked forward, so he had to quicken his steps to follow.
Walking through the empty and barren pitch-black land, I came to a garden.
The garden is full of plants scorched black by lightning, lifeless and lifeless, withered vines winding above the palace wall, the huge floating palace stands at the end of the garden, and the sky above is condensed with black vortex.
The faint light that the treasure was born has disappeared? The treasure is called You Ling, and now I don't know who it belongs to.
Ye Yunlan didn't care about the belongings of the treasures. He had already achieved the purpose of coming here. In his heart, he just wanted to make Shen Shu go faster and get out of the secret realm safely—this thought has become more and more urgent since just now.
As if if you don't go, something will happen.
Walking in the garden, the surrounding desolate scenery and charred trees are strangely familiar.
Also? Have walked through the dark and desolate land before, the silent and desolate palace in the distance.
Where has he seen a similar scene
Soon, Ye Yunlan recalled that he had seen a similar scene in the dream of the ancient city shaped like a god and a phoenix spreading his wings after he fell into a coma in the Tianchi Mountain movement.
It is also the flowers, leaves and trees destroyed by lightning, the dark land, the deserted city.
Ye Yunlan suddenly quickened his pace.
Shen Shu was grabbed by Ye Yunlan's arm, like a child being led away by his parents, but he was tall and didn't look like he followed.
However, he really enjoyed it, and wished that this path was long and could go on forever.
"Master, slow down, don't get tired of your body and cause the injury." Shen Shu said.
Ye Yunlan didn't listen.
"Master, look at this ancient tree next to it that is like a pine tree, but its branches are elegant like clouds. It should be the 'cloud willow' that has been extinct in ancient books. Why don't we slow down and take a closer look." Shen Shu said again. .
Ye Yunlan walked faster.
He had just gone through the pain of the Seven Love Needles, and he walked in a hurry, his face was even paler as paper, sweat was flowing down his chin, and the whole figure was like a pool of snow that was about to melt, and there was not a trace of blood.
Shen Shu only felt very distracted and distressed, and finally saw his master's stubbornness in certain matters.
He had no choice but to sigh and said aggrieved: "Master, you are walking so fast, it hurts me a little bit."
Ye Yunlan stopped abruptly and turned to look at him. Shen Shu stood behind him, the hand he grabbed was wrapped in white cloth around the shoulder, and blood was oozing out at this time.
- He was in a hurry just now and accidentally grabbed Shen Shu's injured arm.
Ye Yunlan let go of his hand and pursed his lips.
"Why didn't you tell me just now?"
Shen Shu: "Teacher actually doesn't hurt at all."
Ye Yunlan: "The wound is split, how can it not hurt?"
Shen Shu blinked and replied, "It really doesn't hurt."
"I only feel sorry for Master."
Ye Yunlan was startled.
Shen Shu: "Every time I see Master's injury, I feel heartbroken. Seeing Master's exhaustion on the way, I feel heartbroken too."
He sighed and said again, "When my heart hurts, the wound on my shoulder also hurts."
Ye Yunlan: "... slick tongue. Who taught you to speak like this?"
Shen Shu's face turned red.
As soon as he said his words, he knew that he was influenced by another "self", but he had to shamelessly say: "These words are all the sincerity of the disciples? The truth is not false."
"I still have a lot of things to say to Master."
Ye Yunlan suddenly turned his head, didn't look at him again, and said lightly: "This place is dangerous, you can't stay for a long time. If you have anything to say, go out and talk."
Having said that, Shen Shu's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the tips of his master's ears were turning red.
Ye Yunlan finally agreed to Shen Shuxian's request to rest for a while.
Shen Shu took out a silk towel to wipe his sweat, Ye Yunlan checked Shen Shu's wound again, and re-bandaged it, and the two continued to move forward.
Passing through the garden, you will reach the apse of Fuyou Palace.
The towering gate is not as grand as the front gate when viewed from a distance on the mountain road, but the pattern on the gate is still complex and gorgeous, full of ancient charm.
Shen Shu stepped forward and pushed.
I thought that the door would not be so easy to open, but with a creak, the door that was ten feet high opened slowly.
The light shines into the gloomy palace, forming a fan-shaped light slit that slowly expands.
A strong smell of blood rushed towards him.
The two walked in, only to see a long and deep passage leading to the depths of the palace. There were many messy bloody footprints on the ground in the distance, but they were broken before they could reach the door.
The taste of blood is still fresh.
Ye Yunlan did not change his face, and said: "We have been delayed in the killing formation for too long, and many people should have already entered the Fuyou Palace? This is the apse, we need to go to the front hall, let's go."
Shen Shu nodded, and the two walked into the passage, until they reached a cross corner where the bloody footprints stopped just now. In the dark corner, two corpses were lying quietly.
The corpse was dressed in the clothes of a disciple of Tianzong, with multiple sword wounds on his body, and his face had been ruined by the sword energy. It was difficult to identify who it was.
Ye Yunlan glanced at the two corpses and continued to walk through the palace with Shen Shu.
Russia has vaguely heard voices.
When the two of them came to a hall, they saw dozens of corpses laid out in the center of the hall, all of them looked like disciples of the Tianzong, and most of them had expressions of surprise, resentment and unwillingness, and they were all dead.
Then came the sound of complicated footsteps.
A group of Tianzong disciples stepped in, one of them walking in front? When the disciple saw Shen Shu, his eyes widened and he almost roared out: "Shen Shu! How are you still? Dare to stay here? For the sake of Treasure is actually cruel? Killing the brothers from the same sect, Senior Brother Xu, Junior Brother Chen, and Senior Sister Zhuang are all because of you! I, Gong Ze, will take revenge on your sect today, and kill you to pay for your life!"
Shen Shu: "?"
Gong Ze raised his sword and was about to attack Shen Shu, but was caught by the next door.
"Junior Brother Gong, be calm, and there is no evidence at this time. You must not arbitrarily attack your fellow students."
The speaker's voice is gentle, with a soft and beautiful face, dressed in white, with a long body and a jade stand, which is not polluted by the dust.
It was Rong Ran who had fallen into the pond.
Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has not been affected by the snake, and even the sword wound on his cheek has healed
Gong Ze's eyes were splitting: "Evidence? Does what Senior Brother Cen and I saw with our own eyes count as evidence?"
He took out a photo stone from his arms and opened it, "Is this considered evidence?"
On the shadow stone, a complete picture is projected.
It was the scene where Shen Shu wielded his sword and killed his fellow disciple. After the sword and sword shadow, Shen Shu stood among the corpses on the ground, actually laughing.
Ye Yunlan's eyes suddenly sank.
This farce is so similar to his previous life.
It's just that the person who was slandered and framed changed, and it became Shen Shu.
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