When the love becomes strong, the love turns thin

Zhi Xiang stayed quietly on the ground, but Feng Yao couldn't touch her no matter what.

Yuan Ruo'er was already in a coma, and Feng Ruo didn't think it was necessary for him to maintain this useless incense.

He no longer tried to pick up incense, but looked at this simple farmhouse vigilantly.

The faint smell of incense and candles still permeated the whole room, and there was nothing unusual about the furnishings in the room.

On the left wall is a wooden cabinet with peeling paint, and on the right wall is a wooden table with a broken leg, a teapot on the table, and two chairs that the aunt moved temporarily.

There is nothing superfluous in the whole room.

Feng Yao stared at the wooden cabinet for a while, then cautiously leaned over with a compass.

Turning to one side, he forcefully opened the door of the wooden cabinet.

The wooden cabinet was old, and there was a musty smell when it was opened.

Feng Yao waited at the side for a while, but didn't see anything unusual, so she went to the wooden cabinet to check.

Except for some old clothes, there is nothing.

Feng Yao checked the whole room again, but found nothing.

He had no choice but to go back to the bed, sit on the bed, and think.

No trace of any formation was found, but it was obvious that he was in a formation now.

This is not only the incense that cannot be picked up on the ground, but also the doors and windows that cannot be opened.

But is it useful to trap him in this formation?Even if this formation is extremely superb, he can't break it for a while.

But after his verification, this is a simple trap, without any malice or aggression.

It seemed that he was just trying to trap him in this room, and had no other intentions.

But what's the point of trapping him?

Feng Ruo was puzzled for a moment, and he suddenly remembered that he came with Yuluo, and even if he was trapped, there was still Yuluo.

He did not have much combat power, but Yu Luo's strength was more than twice as high as his.

Could it be that people in the dark can easily trap Yuluo?

But looking at Yuan Ruo'er who was unconscious on the bed, Feng Yao became uncertain again. If it was an ordinary monster, it would naturally not be Yu Luo's opponent.

But if the person who traps him this time is related to the real person Qingyuan, what is even more unbelievable is that if it is the real person Qingyuan himself, no matter how good the Yuluo kung fu is, he can't match the real king who has been famous for 600 years.

He sat next to Yuan Ruo'er worriedly, and now he only wanted to see when Yuan Ruo'er would wake up, so as to find out some news.

In the long distance, I don't know the time, but with the help of the compass, Feng Yao knows the geometry of the time.

In the village, Yuluo finally got his hands dirty.

He was driven away by Feng Yao, and he was angry in his heart. Since Feng Yao is mysterious, he wanted to find out what happened.

Don't think that it is a great thing to get a little appreciation from Tianjun with a little cleverness.

Although Yu Luo has a hearty personality, she actually has her own way of doing things.

No, he left Fengyao, first went around the village, and met Wan Heyu and the village chief's child a few times.

Wan Heyu, as an aristocrat of the Wanhe Dynasty who was protected by a dragon, was in the mood to accompany a country boy who was a few years younger than him.

After leaving Feng Ruo, Yu Luo's IQ returned to normal levels.

He saw Wan Heyu and Lin Heyu going in and out together a few times, and he gradually noticed something unusual.

What's more, I ran all over the village and found nothing.

Naturally, his eyes turned to Wan Heyu.

Today, Wan Heyu, Lin Heyu, and the little guy who asked for directions when entering the village all sneaked into the mountain forest. It is clear that no one is allowed to enter the mountain forest in the village.

Yuluo followed immediately.

As soon as he went in, the mountain forest was already full of twists and turns, and he didn't know when he lost the trace of the two of them.

Sure enough, he is a cunning ghost. When he wandered around in the misty mountains and forests alone, he couldn't help saying harshly.

This Wan Heyu is more annoying than Feng Yao.

At least Feng Yao is the rightful left envoy of Tianjun, and Yu Luo is also the right envoy of Tianjun. Although he doesn't like Feng Yao, he has to admit that even if Feng Yao is not good at force, he still has something good.

But Wan Heyu is just a mere mortal, and he also threw Yuluo away quickly, which made Yuluo's face dull.

Fortunately, Feng Ruo was not around, otherwise he would be looked down upon again.

He said fortunately, and at the same time, he was more determined that there must be something strange in this mountain forest. Wan Heyu still wanted to sneak in even though he knew someone was following him.

Although the Wanhe Dynasty is only a mortal dynasty, as the most powerful dynasty in the mortal world, it naturally has something extraordinary.

Wan Heyu said that he came to look for rare medicinal materials. Could it be that there are really rare medicinal materials in this mountain forest.

Yu Luo felt hot when she thought that Feng Yao would also come here.

At first, he didn't believe what Wan Heyu said, but now that he thought about it, he couldn't tell if there was any real treasure here.

Since it is a treasure of heaven and earth, it is natural that those who can get it.

He restrained his careless thoughts and began to inspect the mountains and forests seriously.

After all, he is the right envoy of the heavens, so he quickly discovered the abnormality.

Follow all the way to the depths of the forest.

There are no roads in the forest, and it looks like no one has ever been here.

It seems that the people in the village obeyed the prohibition of not entering the mountain very well.

So even if Wan Heyu deliberately hides his traces, in the eyes of the immortals, there are still obvious whereabouts.

Following the traces along the way, he actually came to the edge of a cliff.

Yuluo stood on the cliff, looked down, only saw the sea of ​​clouds churning, but didn't know its depth.

When you get here, there is no trace anymore.

That can only mean that the two of them went down from here, but the cliff is bottomless, and two mortals have such courage, which also means that there are treasures under the cliff.

Yuluo came to this conclusion with simple thinking, but it was not uncommon for Wan Heyu to go down, but a child who grew up in a small mountain village followed anyway.

It is strictly forbidden to enter the mountains in the village. As a person who grew up here, why did Lin Heyu not only enter the mountains, but also dare to go down in the face of such unfathomable cliffs?

As for the little guy who secretly followed Lin Heyu, did he also follow?

Yuluo just thought about it, but felt that his head was not enough.

Forget it, whoever cares about him, Wan Heyu dared to go down, so he dared not go down under the throne of the majestic Tianjun.

He took another look at the depths of the cliff, restrained the uneasiness that arose from the depths of his heart, and followed the rope left by Wan Heyu down.

Not to mention, this Wanhe Dynasty really has some good things, the rope looks gray and inconspicuous.When you really walk down it all the way, you will know that it is a treasure.

The cliff is very deep, and the rain is estimated to have fallen nearly a thousand meters, and this rope can be extended all the way.

When the rope reached the end, Yuluo found that there was nowhere to stay.

Chapter 13

It is true that there is nowhere to settle down, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness under the feet. Obviously there is nowhere to go down the rope, but there is nothing under the feet, and there is no real place.

Yuluo was hanging on the rope, and was in a dilemma for a while.

This cliff gave him a strange and unpredictable feeling, even though he thought he was highly skilled and daring, he didn't dare to just jump down like this.

He held the rope with one hand, and with the other hand free, he took out a small object and threw it down.

Things went down without making a sound.

At this time, Yuluo missed Feng Yao in that corner of the village very much. If Feng Yao was here, this kind of thing that needs to be thought with his head would not need him to have a headache.

It's a pity that since he separated from Feng Yao that day, he didn't want to tell Feng Yao when he went into the forest just to take a chance.

So now hanging on the rope, he is on his own.

But Yuluo thought about it, since the rope only reached this place, the few people who came down first must have stopped here.

It's just that he didn't find the right method, so he couldn't go to the ground.

Thinking of this, he began to look around carefully, and he found the clue.

Although there was a fog under his feet, he couldn't see anything, but on the cliff, there were a few drops of dark red fresh... blood.

He leaned closer and smelled it, and it was indeed blood.

This...does it need some blood?

Yuluo is a little bit embarrassed now, he is a fairy, no more than a mortal, blood is more precious.

Immortals usually do not bleed, even if they are slightly injured, blood will not flow out. If an immortal is to bleed, he must be injured to a certain extent before he can bleed out blood.

Of course, if the immortal is willing, he can also force the blood out.

But the blood that the immortal bleeds out is more powerful than the blood loss of the mortal.

If a mortal puts a bowl of blood, it can be said that there is no harm to the body.

Let alone a bowl of blood, even if an immortal vomits blood like a mortal, if he really vomits a small mouthful, it can be said that he has hurt his vitality.

That's why there is a saying that a drop of blood from a fairy's fingertip is better than a fall of grass and trees.

There were a few drops of blood splashed on the cliff, and there could only be more blood dripping down, but Yuluo counted himself, and he could drip five or six drops of blood.

I don't know if there is any advantage over mortals by dripping blood on this Baiwu Immortal.

As Yuluo thought, he forced out a drop of blood and fell into the white mist.

The white mist was originally motionless, but once Yuluo's blood entered it, it suddenly surged.

But it subsided quickly.

Yuluo tried it, and found that the things she dropped echoed this time.

Fortunately, the blood of a fairy is indeed more precious than that of a mortal, and he only needs to drop a drop, and it will have an effect.

Yuluo left the rope and entered the white mist.

There was confusion in the white mist, and even with Yuluo's luck and spiritual power, he couldn't see clearly what was two or three meters away.

He had no choice but to hold the sword in one hand and walk cautiously.

I don't know how long I walked, but the white mist in front of me slowly thinned out.

It seemed that he was on the right track, Yuluo cheered up and continued to walk forward.

The white mist became thinner and thinner, and gradually he could finally see the surrounding scene clearly.

The trees here are lush and verdant, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing. Occasionally, when a gust of wind passes by, all that comes is the fragrance.

Yuluo took a deep breath.

Such a beautiful place.

Even the air seems to be sweetened.

He always felt that heaven