My practice narration is weird

"Can you see?"

The girl's clear voice rang in her ears.

Can't she see that thing?

Was that sword strike just based on feeling?

Did she only see the white jelly skin, or all the strange creatures in those cells?

Thousands of thoughts echoed in his mind. This was probably the first time that Ye Wuyou thanked his disgusting career for the quick response to his words.

"What did you see?" he asked immediately, with doubtful eyes.

Could it be that being able to see those creatures has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation?

I can only see because of what the narrator calls a "blindness."

The girl did not answer, but looked away from him, staring at the dark corridor in the distance, and then looked at the body on the ground.

She walked over slowly and pulled the sword out of the ground.

Then she returned to Ye Wuyou's side, sat down with her skirt, closed her eyes and rested.

The aura on his body seemed to be no longer sharp, and there was no longer the pressure that made Ye Wuyou feel uncomfortable, but it had returned to its cold demeanor.

The dim candlelight flickered with faint light, shining on the two of them, and its shadows echoed on the wall nearby.

For the first time, the messy narration in his mind did not pop up to sing. Ye Wuyou thought about it and felt that he needed to start it himself.

"The corpse on the ground is my former colleague... Was he controlled by something just now?" Ye Wuyou asked a timely question.

The most important thing is to find out what is being held in the prison today.

There is no way, even though I have the memory of my original body, I am still very unfamiliar with this Tianlao.

There are eight floors of the Sky Prison. In the past, I have only heard of the second floor at most. The prisoners are also some criminals. Although there are many extremely vicious people, compared with this floor, it seems a little inadequate.

The girl closed her eyes for a while and then slowly opened her eyes, with a hint of exhaustion in her eyes.

"Weird...weird."

The words were a little stuttered again...

Is it the only time you don't stutter when you're killing someone with a sword?

From the girl's answer, Ye Wuyou now knew that the thing was called weird by the girl.

And the narrator calls them Avenue Wrecks.

but.

"What is weird?" Ye Wuyou still didn't understand.

"No... I don't know. It's always been there. That's what my master said."

The girl's answer was not without help to Ye Wuyou. At least he knew that these creatures called "weird" had existed for a long time.

"So, is there any way we can get out of here now?"

The girl's eyes were hesitant, as if she didn't know whether to say something.

Ye Wuyou's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene.

The girl didn't speak, but she carved on the ground with the tip of her sword.

It is carved with layers of simple grids. On the first and second layers, the girl marked a D on them.

The third, fourth and fifth floors are marked C and B.

The sixth and seventh floors are marked A and B.

Four levels.

Can Class A jailers only go to the seventh floor on duty?

Ye Wuyou really didn't know this before, he had never even met a Class A boss.

What about another layer?

The girl's sword paused for a moment, and then she wrote the word "Warden" on the eighth floor.

Oh, it is indeed the last floor. Only the warden can enter. I guess the people being imprisoned here are all very powerful people.

Um……

I remember that during the turmoil in Tianlao, the warden was away, otherwise he would not have temporarily dispatched D-level personnel to the front line...

"You shouldn't carry it like this, hahaha." Ye Wuyou looked at the girl and tried to smile.

The girl stretched out her finger, pointed at Ye Wuyou and herself expressionlessly, and then touched the eighth floor with the tip of her sword.

Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?

[Jie Jie Jie, feeling that you have been teased by fate, you turn your head and look at the stone wall behind you. There are strange and wonderful textures on it. This is the end of the passage, but could it be the exit of the eighth floor? 】

Okay, the narration finally gave some useful environmental information.

Ye Wuyou dragged his tired body to get up, and then lay down on the stone wall behind him.

The candlelight was dim, and if it wasn't pressed against the wall, it would be hard to tell that there were strange symbols carved on the wall, as well as some incomprehensible textures.

Is it really an exit?

Ye Wuyou's eyes were a little excited, and he turned to look at the girl, but happened to meet her eyes.

"Tell me, could this be the exit?"

"yes."

"Then is there a way out?"

The girl didn't answer, she still raised her sword and started writing on the ground.

The meaning was very simple, but Ye Wuyou's mood gradually cooled down.

In the past, only the warden could enter the eighth-level prison, even outside the prison door.

This is inside the prison. The textures and symbols on the walls depict formations. This layer of "weirdness" is imprisoned and cannot be opened.

At least, Ye Wuyou and the two can't open it up right now.

Ye Wuyou knocked on the stone wall reluctantly. After finding that he couldn't hear any response, he gave up the idea of ​​​​learning from Andy.

Not to mention that you can't dig it out, even if you can dig it out, you will starve to death here first.

As if sensing his anxiety, the girl continued carving on the ground.

"Don't worry, the problem is not here... The situation in the sky prison has been reported to the police. The warden is a great magical power in the five realms. He will be back soon."

The five great supernatural powers?

The jailers of Tianlao all have a certain level.

The first realm is Yin Yuan realm, the second realm is Dongming realm, the third realm is Yaoguang realm, the fourth realm is Kaiyang realm, and the fifth realm seems to be called Yuheng realm?

Only those in the three realms and above can be called those with great supernatural powers.

As for myself... I came in through a relationship and inherited my father's legacy. I'm not even in the First Realm. I'm still in the training stage below the First Realm.

The most evil relationship.

Ye Wuyou did not continue to struggle with the wall, but sat back next to the other party and asked.

"Is the warden in the fifth realm? What about you, what realm are you in now?"

"Three...three realms."

Ye Wuyou felt a little ashamed.

The girl in front of me looks about fifteen or sixteen years old? The realm is much higher than myself.

People are so irritating.

Ye Wuyou thought for a moment, then took a deep breath and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

People fight for their breath all their lives.

He leaned back slightly and said.

"your name."

"Ah?" The girl was a little surprised and confused. She was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses and said hesitantly.

"Lu, Lu Caiwei."

"Is it difficult to practice? Do you have any tips?"

"It depends on Tiantian's talent...and qualifications." The girl said silently.

"Is it because you have good qualifications that you practice so quickly?"

"Maybe... maybe, but I was not happy with my cultivation... so I was expelled from the family."

ah?

Sanjing, who is fifteen or sixteen years old, has fallen to the point of being expelled from the family?

What do you make Uncle Wang, who is still in the first realm at fifty years old, think about this?

Ye Wuyou didn't understand, so he continued to ask.

"Why should you be expelled from the school?"

Lu Caiwei hesitated for a while and did not speak again. Instead, she used the tip of her sword to carve words on the ground.

"I was promoted to the first level very quickly at first, but then I got a strange disease. The energy in my body disappeared inexplicably. No matter how I practiced, it was useless. I wasted several years."

The girl's sword tip paused for a moment, and she frowned in pain for some reason.

"and after?"

"Later, after I left the family... my illness improved and I joined Tianlao."

After hearing such a miserable and tortuous experience, Ye Wuyou felt deeply inspired.

He thought about it in his mind and turned around.

"Can you help me check my qualifications?"

Lu Caiwei hesitated for a while, and then said.

"You can have a rough look, just hold out your hand."

With that said, Lu Caiwei also stretched out her hand.

The picture of interlocking fingers that Ye Wuyou imagined did not appear. The other party just tapped his wrist, as if feeling his pulse.

For some reason, Ye Wuyou looked at the other party's hands trembling slightly.

Why are your hands shaking? Parkinson?

And what is that shiny thing on the other person’s hand?

Ye Wuyou raised his head and looked at Lu Caiwei, who was frowning like an old Chinese medicine doctor taking her pulse, then looked at the other person's slender fingers and said.

"you are married?"

"Ah... no, no." Lu Caiwei was startled by these remarks.

"Then what's the ring on your hand?" Ye Wuyou tapped the other person's ring finger.

"Pretend... to decorate." Lu Caiwei's reply was inexplicably weak.

[Fart, this bitch is talking nonsense! 】

[It doesn’t matter, it’s just a broken spirit ring with the remnant soul of a six-level girl attached to it. Don’t say she is a remnant soul. Even if she is still alive, you are not afraid at all. You can just let her play the flute and sing for you. , Fuqin composition]

Still barking like always...

But it makes sense.

She started out as a genius girl, but then her cultivation was mysteriously lost, and her clansmen ridiculed her and forced her to leave the family. After that, her career progressed rapidly...

Such a strong sense of déjà vu!

Ah... I should have thought of this!

I have worries, you also have worries, you have benefits! I am not as good as you!

Ye Wuyou was a little annoyed. He just hated why the ring was not his. This was much more useful than a narrator who only knew how to bark!

The girl frowned.

Ye Wuyou looked at her expression and felt inexplicably worried.

"How are my talents?"

"Okay, okay." Lu Caiwei whispered.

What's the answer? What difference does this make?

"How does it compare to you?" Ye Wuyou asked unwillingly.

Lu Caiwei was stunned, closed her eyes and opened them again, then stretched out her hand and made a gesture.

"It's okay...just, just a little bit."

A little bit?

Just as Ye Wuyou was about to speak, his eyes glanced at the other person's face.

The originally cold eyes were now covered with a layer of mist as the glacier melted, and a line of clear tears slowly slid down the corners of the eyes.

The girl was a little lost for some reason at this moment.

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand in front of him with a puzzled expression and said.

"Why are you crying?"