My practice narration is weird

The cycle and confinement were broken.

The figure of the footless man seemed a little slow.

Perhaps because he had no legs, it took a lot of effort just to get up from the ground.

However, Ye Wuyou would not give him the opportunity to get up.

Almost in an instant, Lu Caiwei had already rushed in front of him.

She could not see, but the big noise made by Ye Wuyou was enough for her to clearly sense the position of the other party.

The sword was like rain, pouring down.

A three-foot green aura that could be seen by ordinary people suddenly appeared on the blade of the long sword.

A close-range full-strength attack from a third-level practitioner should be enough to kill this weirdness, right?

After all, the magical power displayed by the footless man did not seem to be the kind of weirdness that killed sexual ability, but more of a cycle that restricted movement.

This sword finally fell.

Boom!

A thunder suddenly sounded in the dim corridor, and a pit about ten feet long cracked on the dusty ground, and the dust flew and swept the corridor.

That familiar feeling came again.

The next moment, Ye Wuyou found himself trapped in a cycle and confined again.

…

Lu Caiwei looked a little dazed at the moment. She fell to the ground and didn't know what happened.

Her sword seemed to... cut into the air?

She clenched the long sword in her hand, and then used the sword to stick to the ground, trying to stand up from the ground.

But she tried several times and couldn't stand up.

Gradually, she was a little at a loss, and her cold face became a little more flustered.

What happened to me...?

When the dust in the sky dissipated, the original appearance of the corridor was revealed.

The candlelight flickered and never went out.

In Ye Wuyou's sight, the footless man had already stood up from the ground, and there was no defect on his body.

The footless man still had no feet, and the shadow under the candlelight still had only two feet.

But... it seemed to be more solid than before?

Beside her, Lu Caiwei sat on the ground in a daze, trying to get up again and again, but her legs behind her seemed to be out of control.

The candlelight illuminated her figure.

On the wall, the shadow of the woman had no legs.

The footless man slowly walked towards Ye Wuyou at this moment, without looking at Lu Caiwei again, and his initial enthusiasm for her was almost gone.

Is this weird?

Perhaps as a weirdness, the footless man is indeed not very lethal...

He just "robbed" people of their legs.

But in this ghost place, what is the difference between crippling people's legs and taking their lives?

Ye Wuyou couldn't move at this moment, and the narrator, who had been thinking in unison just now, seemed to be silent and didn't respond at all.

Everything around seemed to be quiet, leaving only the sound of the footless man's footsteps in the corridor, clearly audible.

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

The figure of the footless man barely stood still a few meters away from Ye Wuyou, with his extremely dark and empty eyes looking forward, but no reflection could be seen.

"Watch out behind you." Xia Anmeng's voice came from the bottom of her heart.

But she had lost all her confidence.

If she was still a practitioner of the sixth realm, she would be confident that she could turn everything around.

But now she was just a remnant soul, and could only rely on the other person, observing all this absurdity with a clear perspective.

Behind him?

Ye Wuyou smiled, not knowing what the footless man had done, but he couldn't even turn his head at this moment.

But even so, he still knew what was happening behind him.

A cold breath sounded in Ye Wuyou's ears, and then spread across the back of his neck.

People's breath is warm.

And this cold breath... does the weird also need to breathe?

He could even hear the almost greedy and crazy inhalation, like a hungry dog ​​sniffing at food.

Ye Wuyou was a little helpless. Was he so delicious in the eyes of the other party?

Behind him, a cold body suddenly came lightly to him.

A strand of hair fell on his shoulder, and two subtle touches on his back made Ye Wuyou's expression slightly startled.

Weird...are there still women?

Or, do these guys who are called the remains of the avenue and weird have any gender?

"...You seem to be very popular with women?" Even in such a terrifying situation, Xia Anmeng couldn't help but say it after all.

Ye Wuyou's expression was a little numb, and he even grinned stiffly when he heard this.

"Thank you, but I feel like I'm about to be bitten to death by her."

The imagined thing of being bitten to death did not happen...

Ye Wuyou didn't know how long he had been sniffed by the other party, but he felt as if it had been a century.

Until the body behind him left, Ye Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon he became tense again, and in his sight where he couldn't turn his head, a figure slowly walked out from behind him.

The gray-white floor-length skirt and the long hair that almost touched the ground, now all fell in front of her, and her face could not be seen clearly.

At this moment, the other party only left him with a back view and stood in front of him.

Then, the other party sent a series of incomprehensible notes to the footless man standing in front of him.

"Shaha... Aba Aba... Ah."

What is this?

Mute?

This strange woman is a mute?

Ye Wuyou didn't understand, but the footless man might understand.

The hollow gray eyes seemed to be focused for a while, and then the footless man shook his head, as if rejecting the other party's proposal.

"Ah..."

The figure of the footless man finally continued to move forward.

It was only a few meters away.

The mute girl finally stopped talking at this moment, or rather, she couldn't speak at all.

Buzz...

A sharp buzzing sound rang out, and Ye Wuyou felt like there was an electric current passing through his mind at this moment, and his ears were ringing.

"This is..."

But then, he was surprised to find that his body had regained control.

The cycle was broken again.

The mute girl's body was slightly arched at this moment, and her long hair that almost mopped the ground was flying all over the sky.

It seemed that she was shouting.

But it was silent.

Even so, there was still a tuft of long hair covering her face.

And the footless man finally stopped, unable to move forward, and even unable to move.

Between weird and weird, if there is no special situation, the two weirdnesses will not interfere with each other.

But it is obvious that this is a special situation now.

"Hurry up, find a cage to go in first. Their current state is that two weirds have collided. Once this happens, the two weirds will fall into a stalemate for a long time." Xia Anmeng reminded.

Ye Wuyou reacted quickly. Before Xia Anmeng finished speaking, he came to Lu Caiwei and picked her up from the ground.

Six cells, three with weirds and three empty.

The cages are independent, and weirds in different cages cannot enter each other's cages.

Ye Wuyou's eyes swept over the white jelly skin of the child with yin eyes, and then gave up directly.

As for the huge tree roots... It seems harmless.

But after so much, Ye Wuyou feels that what kind of magical power the weird has mastered, whether it has the ability to kill, seems to be beyond the face.

Then, there are only three empty cages left.

Ye Wuyou remembers which cage the footless man is in, and he will definitely not choose it.

So at this moment, there are only two empty cages left.

One is for the mute girl, and the other is empty. No one knows what the weird thing is inside, and no one knows where the weird thing has gone...

If he has to choose, Ye Wuyou thinks it is better to choose the cage of the mute girl.

After all, the mute girl can fight with the footless man for him.

At most, he can sell his body.

So now there is only one choice left.

Which one is it?