"It's nothing, it's getting late, Wei'er will leave."
Dao Qing stroked his beard and felt that Wei'er was acting strangely today. He hoped that things at the Holy Pond would go smoothly and no trouble would arise.
Appearing outside the holy pool, the mist reaches your ankles. The surroundings are filled with the fragrance of flowers and fragrance.
When the three of them saw the saint, except for Feng Yuzhe who looked slightly anxious, the other two were calm and composed.
What is Feng Yuzhe anxious about? He is eager to make his sweetheart, Feiqing, who is still sleeping in an inn in Anlou, accept his spiritual awakening as soon as possible.
"Seven days in the holy pool will restore our spiritual power. Thank you, holy lady."
The one who spoke politely was Li Jie, the wizard of Chudu. Wei'er nodded gently. Xiang Yuxue stood expressionless, while Feng Yuzhe smiled faintly.
Wei'er walked into the holy pool, followed closely by the three of them. After a moment, he raised his hand to signal the three of them to stop. Wei'er took a look at the holy pool that was covered in thick fog, and couldn't see where the path was.
Wei'er moved lightly, and the thick fog dispersed wherever she walked. After a while, a stone bridge across the water appeared clearly in everyone's eyes. Miraculously, the thick fog disappeared wherever she walked.
Come on, the stone bridge has always been clearly visible to everyone.
Standing in the pool, Wei'er turned around and sat cross-legged. Gradually, the mist that gathered around her quietly dissipated, and soon spread to the entire holy pool. In an instant, the entire holy pool was revealed.
The saint sits cross-legged on a lotus platform, surrounded by three lotus platforms, all connected by stone bridges.
"Please three of you look for the main seat in each direction."
Dong Zhao chose the east seat, and Feng Yuzhe quickly took his seat cross-legged. Li Jie had been here before, so he knew his position clearly. The remaining lotus position naturally belonged to Helian.
When everyone was in place, Wei'er gently raised his hands and made a Buddha's hand at the intersection. "Please calm down."
Everyone closed their eyes, and the smoke that had just dissipated gathered again, flooding everyone's chests.
The surroundings were so quiet that she could hear the sound of floating clouds and smoke. Wei'er released and controlled her spiritual power, but felt a discomfort in vain. She opened her eyes and saw the floating clouds around other people rising and falling slowly, except for the one beside Feng Yuzhe.
Fuyun was very anxious. Liu frowned, gathered up his spiritual power, stood up and walked to him, "Wizard Dongzhao, you are uneasy. Please give up today and come back tomorrow."
When everyone opened their eyes, Wei'er was already walking on the bridge and ready to leave.
Feng Yuzhe's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly chased her out, catching her outside the holy pool, "Miss Eleven, Miss Eleven."
The most annoying thing for Wei'er right now is hearing about the "Eleventh Day". He stopped and looked back, "I'll say it again, I'm not the Eleventh Day you mentioned, so what do you do?"
Feng Yuzhe was stunned for a moment and continued: "I admit that I was just upset, and I didn't expect that my upset would affect you and the other two wizards. I can't wait until tomorrow, and I promise that the situation just now will not happen again.
, you can continue sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform."
"Your guarantee has nothing to do with me. I'm just doing this to ensure that the other two wizards are not affected by you. I see that your eyebrows are a little anxious. It is obvious that you have something to worry about. I guess if you continue, you will still achieve nothing.
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Wei'er left again, and Feng Yuzhe chased after him unwillingly, "Girl Eleven, for the sake of my saving your life, please agree. If you have self-control, you can definitely calm down your mind.
"
Based on his words, Wei'er was sure that he would not be able to calm down, "Your nonsense ends here. I won't let you continue for your own good. If you are upset, it will not only affect the other two wizards, but also yourself."
There is no benefit at all from recovering your spiritual power."
Eleven's calm face was full of seriousness, and Feng Yuzhe could not refute. Looking at Eleven's walking figure, Feng Yuzhe secretly thought that he blamed himself for thinking about Concubine, otherwise Concubine would not have slept for a while longer.
day.
However, their thoughts turned back. Is the eleventh girl who reunited with them really the eleventh girl as Wang said? Not only did she not admit that she knew Qi Mingye, she even mentioned that he had rescued her just now.
At that time, her indifference did not seem to be fake at all.
There are two possible answers in my mind, either she has lost her memory, or she is not Eleven at all.
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Back at Lingfeng, Meiyu was cleaning the yard. When he saw Wei'er returning, he greeted her with a smile and asked, "How come Saint Aunt is back so soon?"
Wei'er nodded silently, and Meiyu didn't mind. Although she felt that the current Saint Aunt was completely different from before, Miss Li Yuan had reminded her not to talk too much.
After washing his hands, he made tea again, and when he handed it over, he said, "Miss Liyuan came here just now, sat for a while and left again."
"Didn't she say anything happened?"
Meiyu shook her head, "No."
Wei'er drank tea and said nothing, while Meiyu went out to clean the yard again.
It was night, and the moon was hanging high, as if hanging on the top of Lingfeng.
Wei'er stood on the top of the mountain and looked down. Fang was sitting cross-legged in the moonlight, bathing in the Yin spirit. Tonight was her compulsory course.
The bright white moonlight weaves into a soft dense network, quietly covering the woman's body. Every plant and tree around is bathed in a soft, cool light. The undulating smoke hovers around the woman, as if to protect her.
So considerate. Looking around, it gives people the illusion of being in a dream.
When Qi Mingye appeared, a picturesque scene came into view. She was still the same person, but her resistance and abandonment made him want to hold on tighter.
When he came to the woman, he did not deliberately suppress his voice, but he was surprised that the woman still didn't notice him. He called softly, "Eleven."
Time passed like moonlight through the fingers, but there was no response from the woman. Qi Mingye squatted down curiously, and his face got closer and closer, until they were only inches apart, but the woman remained silent. Her thin lips were light and happy, arousing an evil and sycophantic smile.
, and then lightly touched Wei'er's lips. But when he saw that the woman still had no response, Qi Mingye was confused.
Eleven hates him, and she definitely hates his approach. If there is no reaction after kissing her, there can only be one reason, that is, she is unconscious at the moment.
He didn't understand why Eleven was unconscious, but Eleven with her eyes closed was quieter than Eleven with her eyes open. At least she wouldn't glare at him with those eyes. Then, he thought of her eyes again, so clear.
, will make him forget himself in an instant.
Under the gentle moonlight, Qi Mingye's gaze also became gentle. Only at this moment would he admit that he was a coward. He was afraid that Eleven would see his affectionate eyes, because Eleven would be disdainful and he would be very hurt.
He wanted to be more presumptuous, so he sat next to Eleven, hugged Eleven into his arms, and let her rest on his arm. He then took out the Holy Spirit Stone from the hibiscus bag and held it in Eleven's hand. He saw the Holy Spirit
The faint white light glowing in the hands of Shi Yi to Eleven is comparable to the moonlight.
"Eleven, what happened back then? Why did you disappear from the spiritual realm?"