Seeing this situation, Liu Aotian and the others quickly closed their eyes and retreated. They waited until everything returned to normal before slowly opening their eyes.

Looking around, the young man's figure, together with the black hole like the mouth of a giant beast, had disappeared. If it weren't for the fact that the real energy in the surrounding space was still slightly turbulent, Liu Aotian would rather hope that this was a dream.

However, this was not a dream, Hua Xi ran away under his nose.

Stunned in place, Liu Aotian suddenly felt a chill in his heart. If he hadn't instigated Liu Xingyu to embarrass Hua Xi, everything might have been completely different. Moreover, thinking about the power that destroyed space, he still felt his heart tremble.

His body shook suddenly, and he came back to his senses. Then he looked sideways at Hong Dazhu and his party. His face was distorted and ferocious due to various emotions. He clenched his palm suddenly and shouted angrily, "Hong Dazhu...

..."

In the darkness, a broken figure emitted a faint light, swaying in the strong wind like an independent begonia in the rain.

"Boy, I'm exhausted. Whether I can survive or not depends on your luck!" The young man muttered softly, and then he waved his little hand and drew some complex and mysterious symbols in the void.

"Crack!"

After a dazzling white light, there was the sound of glass breaking, and then, where the white light passed, a strong suction force suddenly appeared.

Feeling this strong pulling force, a faint smile appeared on the young man's face, then he closed his eyes and allowed the suction to pull him out of the darkness.

...

In the quiet house, the faint fragrance of medicine lingered. On the bed in the corner of the room, the young man's eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed. His weak breathing made people worry about whether that breath would be...

Suddenly unable to connect, the young man vaguely felt someone wiping his arm for him.

I don’t know how long it took, but the dead boy on the bed suddenly shook his fingers. After a while, the boy’s eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyelids struggled, and his face wrinkled tighter. Suddenly, the boy suddenly sat up from the bed.

rise.

"Hong Ling!"

The dazzling sunlight hit his face, and the young man immediately stretched out his hand to block it. After waiting for his eyes to relax a little, the young man tried to move his eyes and look at this somewhat unfamiliar place.

Panting slightly, after his brain was completely clear, memories came to his mind like rising tide, reminding the young man of the whole thing.

"Where is this..." After recalling the scene that day, the boy's little hands slowly clenched tightly, and then he seemed to remember something and shouted loudly, "Uncle!"

The young man is Hua Xi. For some reason, he is still alive. The last scene in his mind is the back of the red pillar, and after that, everything is blank.

Thinking of the big red pillar where his life or death was uncertain, Hua Xi wanted to get off the bed. Just as he was about to stand up, he felt pain like needle pricks all over his body. Then his body went limp and he fell straight on the bed.

Falling on the bed, Hua Xi suddenly discovered that except for his arms and head, his body was covered with white cloth. Because he had just sat up suddenly, some bright red was faintly revealed on the white cloth.

The fabric doesn't seem to be barbaric. Could it be that this is a bear tribe?

With doubts in his heart, Hua Xi turned around and looked at the room.

Looking at it, the room is not big and looks a bit simple. There is a landscape painting hanging on the wall. Under the landscape painting is a coffee table with a sandalwood chair on each side. The floor is paved with bluestone, which looks very neat.

"No, this is not the Bear Clan. There is no bluestone floor like this in the Bear Clan!" Upon seeing this, Hua Xi's face condensed and he said thoughtfully.

"

Squeak."

Just when Hua Xi was confused, there was a sound at the door, and then the door was slowly opened, and then an old man with gray hair, dressed in tatters, walked in with a green crutch and some dry cloth in his hand.

The old man walked into the house and seemed to see Hua Xi sitting on the bed. He paused for a moment and then said, "Ahem... you're awake."

Hearing this, Hua Xi looked at the old figure and quickly recalled it in his mind to make sure there was no such scene. Then he tilted his head and said with a dry smile, "Old sir, who are you?"

"Everyone who knows me calls me Old Blind Man, so you can call me that." Hearing this, the old man walked slowly to Hua Xi's side and said.

"Old blind man?" Hua Xi asked doubtfully after hearing this.

When the old man came closer, Hua Xi discovered that the old man's eyeballs had no pupils!

"After changing, come out." When he walked to the bed, the old man put the dry cloth in his hand beside the bed and said.

"Ah...ok." Looking at the old blind man, Hua Xi was startled, but then he came back to his senses and said.

Watching the old blind man leave, Hua Xi's eyes moved to the dry cloth on the bed. The dry cloth was slightly yellow and had a faint medicinal fragrance. He took a gentle breath of the air with a slight medicinal fragrance, and his mind became clearer.

After a while, Hua Xi took off the cloth wrapped around his body bit by bit.

After taking off the cloth, there were some yellow spots on the body. I lowered my head and smelled it. The smell was not very unpleasant, but also exuded a light medicinal fragrance.

"No, where are the colorful stones?"

After Hua Xi took off all the cloth from his upper body, he suddenly exclaimed that once he lost the five-colored stone, it would be really impossible for him to break through to the Concentration Realm or even a higher realm.

Although he still doesn't know where this place is, he understands very well that no matter whether it is mountains, seas or wilderness, only when he has strong strength can he truly stand firm. After experiencing so much, Hua Xi, although he is still young, still understands this

reason.

The colorful stones can make him stronger. This is his capital, and it is also his only capital.

Therefore, when Hua Xi discovered that the colorful stones were missing, he was like a demon and started searching frantically. It was not until he lifted his pillow and saw the slightly dim colored stones that he breathed a sigh of relief. Moreover, the Qiankun Bag was also there.

beside.

Hua Xi didn't care about the Qiankun Bag. After all, if you don't have this kind of thing, you just have to find a solution. But for Hua Xi, the colorful stones are as good as life.

After finding the most important thing, a smile appeared on Hua Xi's face. He felt at peace with it, everything would eventually be solved.

After changing into dry cloth and putting on some tattered clothes, Hua Xi stood up with satisfaction. Although there was still severe pain in his body, compared to living, all this was obviously the last thing.

Good results.

After doing this, Hua Xi patted his clothes gently and followed the old blind man's request and walked out of the room.

Outside the house is a small living room. Its architectural style is similar to that in the room. There is also a painting hanging on the wall opposite the door. However, what Hua Xi is curious about is that there is no content on the painting. It is just a picture.

A blank piece of paper.

Below, there is also a sandalwood coffee table and two wooden chairs. On the wooden chair on the left is the old blind man.

Seeing the old blind man, Hua Xi took a deep breath, and then a faint smile appeared on his face.

The old blind man seemed to hear the noise, pointed to the wooden chair next to him, and said, "Sit down."

Hearing this, Hua Xi nodded slightly, walked to the wooden chair and sat down.

"I know, you have a lot of doubts. What do you want to ask? If you know, I will tell you."

As soon as he sat down, the old blind man opened his mouth and said.

Hearing this, Hua Xi nodded and responded softly, "Old sir, is this a mountain and sea or a wilderness?"

"No, this is the Demon Realm." Hearing this, the old man said calmly.

"The Demon Realm? What is the Demon Realm?" Hearing the old blind man's words, Hua Xi stood up suddenly and asked.

"I don't know. When I got here, it was called the Demon Realm." Hearing this, the old man spoke again, without any fluctuation in his tone.

Hua Xi seemed to realize that he was a little out of sorts. After he calmed down a little, he sat down again and asked, "Old sir, what kind of place is the Demon Realm?"

"The so-called Demon Realm is just a name. In the Demon Realm, there is no alternation of night and night, only daytime. Other than that, it is no different from the outside world." The old blind man picked up the tea set on the table, took a sip and said.

After hearing this, Hua Xi was confused, but he also had a vague understanding of the Demon Realm. However, he now had the biggest doubt, could he still go back?

"Old sir, is there a way to return to the outside world?" Hua Xi said softly after a moment of thought.

"I don't know, as far as I know, no." The old man put down the tea set in his hand and said.

When Hua Xi heard this, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a panic spread quietly from the depths of his heart. This panic was just like when he was exiled a month and a half ago.

The panic caused by that moment in the wilderness is exactly the same.

However, the difference is that in the wilderness, he at least knew Hongling's family, but in this so-called demon realm, he was truly unaccompanied, especially now that he was still seriously injured...

Thinking of this, Hua Xi suddenly remembered the scene where he was burning essence and blood. He quickly circulated his true energy, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, there was not even a trace of true energy in his body. At this moment, he was filled with panic.

, but it spread to the face.

"Where...where is my strength?" Hua Xi was slightly stunned and said to himself.

"What's your name?" the old blind man suddenly asked.

"Hua Xi." Biting his lips tightly, Hua Xi said with almost all his strength.

When the old blind man heard Hua Xi's answer, he nodded slightly, and then continued, "There is a pot of good tea brewing on the table. Let's have a drink."

When Hua Xi heard this, he felt his nose was sore, and then he closed his eyes tightly. He was still in the mood to drink tea. Once he lost his cultivation, let alone whether he could leave this so-called demonic realm, even if he had the chance to leave one day.

Opportunity, without cultivation, whether returning to the wild wilderness or the mountains and seas, is a dead end.

However, after all, it was the old blind man who saved him, so he still forced a smile and said, "Thank you, old gentleman, for saving me."

After saying that, Hua Xi picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and then gently picked it up. A refreshing fragrance hit his nostrils. Hua Xi was surprised to find that the silent true energy in his body actually showed signs of movement.

"Could it be..." Looking at the tea in his hand, Hua Xi turned to look at the old blind man, then suppressed his joy, followed the old blind man's example, and took a sip.

When the tea entered his mouth, his mouth was immediately filled with fragrance. Then, when the tea entered his throat, Hua Xi felt as if he had swallowed a fireball, flowing down his throat and towards his internal organs.

The heat entered his stomach, and Hua Xi's face instantly turned red, and then he felt an extremely weak amount of true energy in his body, which began to slowly circulate.
Chapter completed!