In the darkness, the drowsy Shui Wufeng unconsciously took back the two separate souls due to the wounds of the three souls. After realizing his reaction, his consciousness temporarily merged with Buddha and demon returned to the sea of consciousness...
...not here...where is Yono?
The figure he wanted to see disappeared, Shui Wufeng frowned, his consciousness covered his entire sea of consciousness, but he couldn't find the treasure he had hidden in.
While his mind was shaking, he felt something move in his arms, and when his mind lowered his head, there was nothing. He couldn't breathe in the water, and he showed an uncomfortable expression, as if he wanted to struggle.
"Well……"
Shui Wufeng held the lips and teeth of his Taoist companion and breathed out, the clothes on his chest were tightly grasped, he could feel that his heart gradually became more stable in fear, and he didn't want to struggle anymore when he was stuck in his arms.
The two kept sinking. The deeper they entered the water, the more terrifying the surrounding pressure became. The physical body was under severe pressure, and the spiritual consciousness was also oppressed and could not leave the body. Shui Wufeng mobilized the remaining spiritual power to protect the Taoist companion's body, slowly Take a breath to comfort people.
He consumed a lot of spiritual power. After confirming that Feng Yangye was still by his side, he settled down and his consciousness began to become dizzy again. His deep eyes couldn't help but he couldn't help but rely on his instinct to protect the Taoist companion who was afraid of water and sink into the unknown. go down.
Before Shui Wufeng fainted completely, he saw a light shining in the deepest and darkest place...
"twelve……"
Shui Wufeng seldom sleeps... In his vague lethargy, he vaguely heard someone calling him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a small figure...
With his back to himself, he squatted under an apricot tree, dressed in fluffy white clothes like clouds, and looked eleven or twelve years old.
The young man probably heard the sound of his approaching footsteps, turned his head and showed a bright smile, got up and ran over and hugged Shui Wufeng's waist, standing on tiptoe on the grass with his white tender feet, looking up at the monster, his misty eyes opened The hair is very big, the eyelashes seem to be filled with water vapor, and she smiles innocently.
"Yangye..." Shui Wufeng reached out and picked off a few petals of apricot blossoms hanging from the young man's hair, and the subtle fragrance penetrated into his nose, with the sweet smell of blood, Shui Wufeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, He picked up the boy and pressed him against the tree, rubbing his ears and temples.
Teeth biting his earlobe lightly, the boy didn't show resistance, he reached into the boy's clothes from the hem to caress, the person in his arms twisted his body and moaned softly, Shui Wufeng pressed him tightly and bit his slender neck ...
"Uh uh..." The voice suddenly appeared in the ear was slightly hoarse, not like the clear throaty voice that a teenager should have, revealing a touch of panic, it grabbed Shui Wufeng's heart, and the beautiful dream disappeared like a cloud, Shui Wufeng opened his eyes again, and frowned when he saw the wet Taoist companion under his body.
Feng Yangye's drenched clothes were stripped away by him, and there were many hickey marks and finger marks on the exposed chest, which were purple and red. Shui Wufeng tasted the blood in his mouth, and looked up to see that the Taoist's Adam's apple had been covered by his own. Yun's skin is broken.
Shui Wufeng hurriedly helped heal the wound, hugged the wet and trembling Taoist companion into his arms, and checked the Taoist companion for any other injuries while looking around... This is a place like a paradise.
The trees are tall and green, the ground is full of divine flowers and spiritual plants, and the spiritual energy is also extremely abundant, but just like in the mist... no spiritual consciousness can spread.
Is this the secret land deep in the mist?
Shui Wufeng withdrew the divine consciousness that failed to enter the Taoist companion's body after several times of probing, frowned and kissed Feng Yangye a few times, then turned his spiritual power to dry their clothes.
His body was no longer soaked in water, and Feng Yangye no longer trembled, but he was still lethargic. The devil picked him up and walked in the unfamiliar forest to investigate the situation.
Before going too far, Shui Wufeng saw a person...
The Human Sovereign was lying on his back beside a lake of spirits, with a long black knife stuck in his chest... He seemed to have come to his senses, and was struggling to escape by pushing the handle of the long knife.
The monster walked over step by step, looked down at the Emperor, and stroked Feng Yangye's hair.
Fuxi stopped moving, lay down on the ground, looked at him peacefully, without any panic: "Chijiri, what good can you do if you kill me now? Let me go, and I can tell you how to help him. The formation is removed..."
"Really?" Shui Wufeng quietly listened to his words and held the handle of the long knife, as if hesitating about the benefits he proposed.
Fuxi glanced at his hand on the handle of the knife, and narrowed his eyes: "Chijiri, let me go, I can still help you get promoted, Shizun is more difficult than me, you have my help, get promoted The Spirit Lord is just around the corner."
"It sounds...it's really worth considering," Shui Wufeng raised his eyebrows, and pulled out the long knife.
Fuxi coughed up a mouthful of blood and showed a smiling face, Shui Wufeng's face turned cold immediately, his slender and powerful fingers loosened suddenly, and the long knife turned into four spikes and ran towards the emperor's limbs and nailed them into the ground.
Unprepared sharp pain rushed into his mind from his hands and feet, Fuxi snorted in pain, and glared at Shuifeng angrily: "You..."
"What you mentioned... I don't need your help," Shui Wufeng knelt down and put his hands next to the Emperor's eye sockets, exerting a little force, "You're right, aren't you?"
The fingertips had already dug into the eye sockets, and the dark red blood entered the lake, Fuxi resisted not to scream, and dissatisfaction flashed across Shui Wufeng's expression.
Violent spiritual power poured into the Emperor's body, the pain intensified dozens of times, and the screams startled the birds in the forest.
A few hours later, in the peaceful forest, beside a peaceful lake, a tall man was sitting on a branch of a tree, helping the handsome Xianxiu in his arms to comb his long hair, their robes were hanging down from the branch. It flutters with the wind, which is extraordinarily leisurely.
"Ha..." Feng Yangye woke up yawning after enough sleep, Shui Wufeng stopped and put away the comb, the headmaster rubbed his eyes, and listened to the sound of the wind swaying across the lake in peace. After he opened his mouth, he suddenly remembered something, hugged the familiar body next to him tightly, and touched nervously: "...Twelve, are you injured?"
"Don't be afraid," a deep voice responded to him, Feng Yangye raised his head and found Taoist couple looking at him with a smile.
The sun shines on Shui Wufeng's side face in the shadow of the tree, and the mountain-like sharp facial features are highlighted. The headmaster stared blankly for a while, and then stupidly leaned over and kissed the corner of the devil's mouth, nothing but nympho react to.
"You..." Shui Wufeng pinched his silly face with a smile, held Feng Yangye's chin and looked into those eyes. When he looked carefully, he found a few tiny red dots, which were Fuxi. The blood stasis left behind when I wanted to destroy the eyes before, but fortunately it was stopped in time, this is not an irreversible damage.
Shui Wufeng poured in little by little spiritual power to dissolve the blood stasis, and lightly touched the eyelashes of his Taoist companion, sticking the water mist on them.
Feng Yangye looked at Taoist couple's eyes and finally realized the key point, raised his hand and touched his eye socket...
...not here...where is Yono?
The figure he wanted to see disappeared, Shui Wufeng frowned, his consciousness covered his entire sea of consciousness, but he couldn't find the treasure he had hidden in.
While his mind was shaking, he felt something move in his arms, and when his mind lowered his head, there was nothing. He couldn't breathe in the water, and he showed an uncomfortable expression, as if he wanted to struggle.
"Well……"
Shui Wufeng held the lips and teeth of his Taoist companion and breathed out, the clothes on his chest were tightly grasped, he could feel that his heart gradually became more stable in fear, and he didn't want to struggle anymore when he was stuck in his arms.
The two kept sinking. The deeper they entered the water, the more terrifying the surrounding pressure became. The physical body was under severe pressure, and the spiritual consciousness was also oppressed and could not leave the body. Shui Wufeng mobilized the remaining spiritual power to protect the Taoist companion's body, slowly Take a breath to comfort people.
He consumed a lot of spiritual power. After confirming that Feng Yangye was still by his side, he settled down and his consciousness began to become dizzy again. His deep eyes couldn't help but he couldn't help but rely on his instinct to protect the Taoist companion who was afraid of water and sink into the unknown. go down.
Before Shui Wufeng fainted completely, he saw a light shining in the deepest and darkest place...
"twelve……"
Shui Wufeng seldom sleeps... In his vague lethargy, he vaguely heard someone calling him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a small figure...
With his back to himself, he squatted under an apricot tree, dressed in fluffy white clothes like clouds, and looked eleven or twelve years old.
The young man probably heard the sound of his approaching footsteps, turned his head and showed a bright smile, got up and ran over and hugged Shui Wufeng's waist, standing on tiptoe on the grass with his white tender feet, looking up at the monster, his misty eyes opened The hair is very big, the eyelashes seem to be filled with water vapor, and she smiles innocently.
"Yangye..." Shui Wufeng reached out and picked off a few petals of apricot blossoms hanging from the young man's hair, and the subtle fragrance penetrated into his nose, with the sweet smell of blood, Shui Wufeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, He picked up the boy and pressed him against the tree, rubbing his ears and temples.
Teeth biting his earlobe lightly, the boy didn't show resistance, he reached into the boy's clothes from the hem to caress, the person in his arms twisted his body and moaned softly, Shui Wufeng pressed him tightly and bit his slender neck ...
"Uh uh..." The voice suddenly appeared in the ear was slightly hoarse, not like the clear throaty voice that a teenager should have, revealing a touch of panic, it grabbed Shui Wufeng's heart, and the beautiful dream disappeared like a cloud, Shui Wufeng opened his eyes again, and frowned when he saw the wet Taoist companion under his body.
Feng Yangye's drenched clothes were stripped away by him, and there were many hickey marks and finger marks on the exposed chest, which were purple and red. Shui Wufeng tasted the blood in his mouth, and looked up to see that the Taoist's Adam's apple had been covered by his own. Yun's skin is broken.
Shui Wufeng hurriedly helped heal the wound, hugged the wet and trembling Taoist companion into his arms, and checked the Taoist companion for any other injuries while looking around... This is a place like a paradise.
The trees are tall and green, the ground is full of divine flowers and spiritual plants, and the spiritual energy is also extremely abundant, but just like in the mist... no spiritual consciousness can spread.
Is this the secret land deep in the mist?
Shui Wufeng withdrew the divine consciousness that failed to enter the Taoist companion's body after several times of probing, frowned and kissed Feng Yangye a few times, then turned his spiritual power to dry their clothes.
His body was no longer soaked in water, and Feng Yangye no longer trembled, but he was still lethargic. The devil picked him up and walked in the unfamiliar forest to investigate the situation.
Before going too far, Shui Wufeng saw a person...
The Human Sovereign was lying on his back beside a lake of spirits, with a long black knife stuck in his chest... He seemed to have come to his senses, and was struggling to escape by pushing the handle of the long knife.
The monster walked over step by step, looked down at the Emperor, and stroked Feng Yangye's hair.
Fuxi stopped moving, lay down on the ground, looked at him peacefully, without any panic: "Chijiri, what good can you do if you kill me now? Let me go, and I can tell you how to help him. The formation is removed..."
"Really?" Shui Wufeng quietly listened to his words and held the handle of the long knife, as if hesitating about the benefits he proposed.
Fuxi glanced at his hand on the handle of the knife, and narrowed his eyes: "Chijiri, let me go, I can still help you get promoted, Shizun is more difficult than me, you have my help, get promoted The Spirit Lord is just around the corner."
"It sounds...it's really worth considering," Shui Wufeng raised his eyebrows, and pulled out the long knife.
Fuxi coughed up a mouthful of blood and showed a smiling face, Shui Wufeng's face turned cold immediately, his slender and powerful fingers loosened suddenly, and the long knife turned into four spikes and ran towards the emperor's limbs and nailed them into the ground.
Unprepared sharp pain rushed into his mind from his hands and feet, Fuxi snorted in pain, and glared at Shuifeng angrily: "You..."
"What you mentioned... I don't need your help," Shui Wufeng knelt down and put his hands next to the Emperor's eye sockets, exerting a little force, "You're right, aren't you?"
The fingertips had already dug into the eye sockets, and the dark red blood entered the lake, Fuxi resisted not to scream, and dissatisfaction flashed across Shui Wufeng's expression.
Violent spiritual power poured into the Emperor's body, the pain intensified dozens of times, and the screams startled the birds in the forest.
A few hours later, in the peaceful forest, beside a peaceful lake, a tall man was sitting on a branch of a tree, helping the handsome Xianxiu in his arms to comb his long hair, their robes were hanging down from the branch. It flutters with the wind, which is extraordinarily leisurely.
"Ha..." Feng Yangye woke up yawning after enough sleep, Shui Wufeng stopped and put away the comb, the headmaster rubbed his eyes, and listened to the sound of the wind swaying across the lake in peace. After he opened his mouth, he suddenly remembered something, hugged the familiar body next to him tightly, and touched nervously: "...Twelve, are you injured?"
"Don't be afraid," a deep voice responded to him, Feng Yangye raised his head and found Taoist couple looking at him with a smile.
The sun shines on Shui Wufeng's side face in the shadow of the tree, and the mountain-like sharp facial features are highlighted. The headmaster stared blankly for a while, and then stupidly leaned over and kissed the corner of the devil's mouth, nothing but nympho react to.
"You..." Shui Wufeng pinched his silly face with a smile, held Feng Yangye's chin and looked into those eyes. When he looked carefully, he found a few tiny red dots, which were Fuxi. The blood stasis left behind when I wanted to destroy the eyes before, but fortunately it was stopped in time, this is not an irreversible damage.
Shui Wufeng poured in little by little spiritual power to dissolve the blood stasis, and lightly touched the eyelashes of his Taoist companion, sticking the water mist on them.
Feng Yangye looked at Taoist couple's eyes and finally realized the key point, raised his hand and touched his eye socket...
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