People who are cornered often do some unbelievable things, such as dying together with their enemies.
The strong suspicion made me eager to find that group of people, but the emptiness around me gave me nowhere to start. Not even their hair was left.
After Yan Xitong panicked, there was complete silence. Suddenly, he squatted on the ground and began to play with the stones on the ground.
I looked at the busy Yan Xitong in confusion, wondering what he was doing, but later I found out that he was trying to figure out Yan Xiaoqing's whereabouts.
After all, Yan Xitong was an all-round talent. He could go to court and enter the kitchen. In addition to giving birth, he learned almost everything he could learn, including fortune telling.
In my mind, the most professional fortune teller is Pei Yuan, followed by Pei Si who needs auxiliary tools, and now there is Yan Xitong.
After fiddling with it for a while, Yan Xitong stood up and said, "Damn it, why can't I see anything?"
Why blame others for poor technology? I felt contempt in my heart.
Yan Xitong tried countless times, but finally it was dawn, but he still looked confused. I was afraid that he would confuse me because of this, so I quickly said: "Stop working, it's important to find them."
The sun rises in the east, and the rays shine brightly on this bloody land. The city walls of Wancheng glow with an obscure light in the sun, and the vermilion city gates are blown open and closed by the wind.
"Why didn't I think of this?" Yan Xitong suddenly stood up, looking enlightened.
"What did you think of?" I asked hurriedly.
"There must be a master of illusions near us." Yan Xitong said with certainty.
"What do you mean?" Illusion master? Are you talking about the black spirit?
Yan Xitong looked around, his gloomy eyes filled with bloodthirsty light.
"Perhaps this is not Wancheng at all, but an illusion they have already arranged, and the real Wancheng...maybe still somewhere else."
"You mean, we are trapped in this world of nothingness?"
Yan Xitong bumped the stone in his hand and narrowed his eyes: "If you guess correctly, you will not only fall into an illusion, but you will also be trapped by a formation - Xuan Palace Formation!"
Apart from Hei Po and Liu Chi, I can't think of anyone else who has this kind of ability. I immediately felt angry that someone had tricked me, but instead of being angry at being trapped here, I was more concerned about how to get out.
And now the only person who can give me hope is Yan Xitong.
"Is there a way to break it?"
"Just thinking!"
His expression was serious and did not seem to be perfunctory, so I had to stay aside obediently and try not to disturb him.
Yan Xitong sat cross-legged, like an old monk meditating, with his eyes closed and his face looking peaceful.
I waited and waited, and finally fell asleep without realizing it.
During the few times he woke up, Yan Xitong always had his eyes closed.
Just when I was wondering whether Yan Xitong was asleep like me, the guy suddenly opened his eyes, and before I could react, he grabbed me and ran towards the river. The wind blowing in my face brought a strong wind.
The earthy smell is so real.
Could it be that he dragged me into jumping into the river together?
He ran faster and faster, and was about to rush into the river. I was startled, but then Yan Xitong whispered to me: "Don't scream."
At that moment, Yan Xitong pointed his toes and led me into the air, and then we fell headfirst into the rolling river.
