Fu Yu shouted Wen Yi's name loudly, holding a burning talisman between his index and middle fingers to warm his body.
"Don't talk loudly." Fu Yun growled, "Don't you know the rules?"
Fu Yu was so anxious that he walked around in a circle, his eyes red, "Brother, I swore to protect Wen Yi, she is lost."
Gu Yanting, who came in later, asked, "Who lost it?"
"Wen Yi." Fu Yun was confused.
Gu Yanting looked around, but couldn't see anything in the blood-colored mist. Even if he used his spiritual power on his eyes, he couldn't even sense it with his spiritual consciousness.
"Let's get down to business first." Gu Yanting patted him on the shoulder and immediately looked at Ji Changming who came in. "Don't talk about the love between children at this time. Don't let me look down on you."
Fu Yu's eyes turned red, "You look down on me to begin with."
Gu Yanting has disliked his character flaws more than once. Is it wrong to be kind to others? He can also make decisions when his senior brother is not around.
"Everyone has his own destiny. I think Wen Yi is not missing, but wants to leave." Gu Yanting didn't know how the scheming Fu Yun could raise a junior brother with a personality like a little white rabbit. If Gu Yanyun was like this, he would definitely beat him to death with a stick.
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Fu Yu let out a long sigh.
Maybe.
It was his own fault. He promised to protect Wen Yi, but he let her go into danger alone.
Gu Yanting glanced at Jiang Huaiyu who was walking in the other direction, "The Jianzong's are gone."
There was no unnecessary expression on Fu Yun's angular face, "We are not from the same group. Ling Yujun's departure has nothing to do with us. Yan Ting, it's up to you."
The "Sealed Book" is Ziwei Pavilion's sect-suppressing treasure, and Fu Yun will never allow it to fall into the hands of the Fu sect again.
Gu Yanting patted him on the shoulder, "No problem."
Friends entrusted each other with their lives, and Gu Yanting felt a heavy burden on his shoulders.
In the ruins, he can no longer act recklessly and arrogantly. He must be careful and cautious every step of the way.
"Fu Yun, take out the map and look for the altar!" Ji Changming's voice came out first before Ji Changming arrived.
When all Fu Sect disciples arrived, Fu Yun took out the map and led everyone to the altar.
"I'll say it again, don't look around, don't listen, and don't talk outside the box." Fu Yun's eyes were fiercer than ever before, "Everyone lines up in two lines, and no chaos is allowed in the queue!"
Everyone in Ziwei Pavilion knew that the pavilion master had committed another old habit, so they quickly formed two teams.
The disciples of Fu Zong were so frightened that they did not dare to disobey the order, "Why do we have to line up in two lines? I...I am so afraid that the monster will drag me in and eat me."
Another disciple said tremblingly: "But, maybe the master of the pavilion has extraordinary intentions."
Ji Changming looked at everyone and left the team silently.
Wen Yi's fate is about to be decided!
...
"Shen Yu, have you sensed the whereabouts of the debris?"
Wen Yi walked in the thick fog with her sword in hand, silver flames burning in her palms, and she could barely see the buildings in the thick fog.
This place is on the outskirts of the core circle. Before the War of Gods, it was a bustling and lively city, with dilapidated buildings everywhere.
"Click——"
Wen Yi stabbed his side with his long sword, and there was a click, and a bone covered with a strange curse fell.
She walked all the way and killed all the way, and she was very tired.
Ever since entering the ruins, Shen Yu's state has been very strange. His spirit body has been flickering in and out, like a piece of ice about to melt, and his whole body has become transparent.
"There is a powerful force blocking me." Shen Yu lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yi. His eyes were not gentle, and even gave Wen Yi a strong sense of oppression.
"You'd better go back to the fragments." Wen Yi walked cautiously, "I'm also tired and want to find a place to lean on."
A cold air filled the whole body. Wen Yi felt as if his body was about to freeze. His breath turned into white mist, and there was cold air swirling in his bones.
Shen Yu saw that she was in a bad state and said, "Okay."
The two found a wall made of piled rocks, sat down three feet away from the wall, and Wen Yi crossed his legs and adjusted his breathing.
There were many houses around, most of which were crumbling. Wen Yi did not dare to enter, fearing that the house would collapse once he entered, causing more danger.
"She is in the southeast. She has two fragments in her hand, as well as many charms and... and a strange bead. Her name is Wen Yi. Kill her, kill her, kill her! !!”
A strange sound came to Wen Yi's ears, and she seemed to hear someone announcing her location.
"Shen Yu, did you hear anything?" Wen Yi asked quickly.
Shen Yu shook his head: "No."
"Is it gibbering?" Wen Yi was a little unsure.
"Hurry up, Wen Yi has already begun to suspect, she is about to run away."
The strange sound sounded again, and Wen Yi was sure that someone was definitely looking for her.
"She's going to run away, she's going to run away, she's going to run away!!!"
The voice became more and more shrill, and Wen Yi stood up suddenly. Regardless of whether it was true or false, we couldn't stay here any longer.
Run, run quickly.
Relying on his spiritual instinct, Wen Yi ran in the opposite direction, and the voice in his ears got closer and closer, and he could catch up with him at any time.
Shen Yu also noticed something was wrong. He floated in the air and looked around.
"Wen Yi is there!"
The voice suddenly appeared behind him, Wen Yi turned around and saw Wu Ya and others rushing towards her.
Wuya held an ancient parchment book in his hand.
The cover of the book was covered with complex and magnificent runes, and in the middle was a huge, closed eye without eyebrows or eyelashes. There were hundreds of seals on the eyelids, so densely packed that Wen Yi felt dizzy just by looking at them.
The moment she read this book, Wen Yi's mind was filled with so much knowledge that she felt dizzy.
Stars flew out from the pages of the book, and a vague figure appeared in the bright starry sky.
Wen Yi immediately recognized it—the spiritual book of Jian Zong.
And that vague figure is the ‘Lord Lingyuan’ who has a grudge against Miao Miao Huan Mansion and predicted that he would be disguised!
When Wu Ya and others saw Wen Yi, their palms suddenly became hot, "Confirmed, there are two fragments on her body, kill her."
Wen Yi shot out a murderous aura, and while the silver light was spitting out, stronger spiritual power shattered it effortlessly.
"Bang!"
Wen Yi received a heavy punch in the chest and fell dozens of feet away.
Wuya sneered, "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
He walked into the thick fog, but did not find Wen Yi's shadow, "Where are the people...where are the people?"
The ruins of the God War have special power to block the induction of divine consciousness. Wuya was dumbfounded.
"Idiot, idiot, Wen Yi...she ran away!" Lord Lingyuan was furious, making a roar of anger, and went back to the parchment.
Wu Ya turned around and looked at everyone, a little embarrassed, "She was hit by me and was seriously injured even if she died. She must be nearby."
Everyone dispersed and searched separately.
Wen Yi was indeed nearby, but not on the ground, but in the air, held by Shen Yu and hidden in the thick fog.