I'm not mentally ill

After finishing off the long sword, Ling Yun looked for the traces of Qiu Yize, and shouted into the sky:

"Can you still hear me? I can't seem to find a way out inside. Try to get me out from outside!"

However, no one responded.

And his voice did not echo in this space, generally speaking, this is a kind of vast potential explanation.

However, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that it seemed to be raining...

"rain?"

This is not outside, how can it rain!
He randomly picked up a few drops of rainwater, observed carefully, and found that it was pure white, similar to the white space, but there was one thing different, and it was this difference that allowed him to distinguish it.

At the same time, there was a faint fragrance, white liquid, and some smell.

A lot of thoughts flashed through Ling Yun's mind, and he speculated about his own situation based on the many novels he had read so far.

"I may be in an unknown space now, and this space was created by Qiu Yize through some method, in order to fight me alone."

"However, the opponent had a problem due to some factors, so after using the long sword to attack, he temporarily hid and avoided it."

Thinking of this, Ling Yun shook his head secretly and withdrew his thoughts.

Even if this is the case, there is nothing he can do now that he is alone.

Can only move silently.

looking for.

……

white, still white...

Ling Yun felt that he had been gone for an indeterminate amount of time, and still nothing happened, nor did he see Qiu Yize.

"Where exactly?"

Ling Yun has been recording the time through his own pulse since a long time ago, and each beat is temporarily recorded as one second.

However, about a whole day has passed by now.

There is no change in the sky, just a little white rain falling on the ground, let's call it rain...

During this period, he tried to have a conversation with Li Xiaomo and the others many times, but he didn't receive a response. It seemed that after the previous conversation, he had some accidents here.

At this time, Ling Yun remembered the previous divination.

"crisis!"

"Am I in a crisis now?"

But, didn't it mean that there is still half a year left!

Why did it suddenly become like this.

Could it be that an accident happened because of the divination?

He was told not to tell anyone before, so he just came in for a divination, could it be...

Ling Yun suddenly thought, since Maomao divination has revealed something, can it be considered that the other party already knows something, although it is not particularly specific, but it can be regarded as having obtained some information.

Ling Yun was a little annoyed, he didn't expect this.

"I hope Mao Mao is okay..."

He can only think silently now.

……

It rained harder and harder.

Ling Yun even felt some sad emotions in the white raindrops, and this emotion gradually made him develop some negative emotions.

"Why is that?"

"Did I do something outrageous?"

However, the long orange knife in his hand shimmered a little, and in Ling Yun's eyes, there was also a little bit of the sun's brilliance, and Ling Yun gradually recovered.

It's just that some cold sweat appeared on his face.

Some fear.

"What happened just now, I seem to have embarked on a road of no return..."

"However, I suddenly felt a warmth..."

At this moment, he felt the warmth getting stronger and stronger, and a sun seemed to appear in his eyes, which was so hot that he closed his eyes unconsciously.

At this moment, a little sound came from the front.

But Ling Yun felt that his star power seemed to have recovered a little bit.

He can perceive what is in front of him.

It was a person who was very similar in figure to Qiu Yize. Ling Yun still vaguely remembered that Qiu Yize had the same clothes before, but the upper body of the person in front of him was not the same as Qiu Yize.

His upper body seemed to be a face that had been washed with ink and then carefully sculpted. The outline was very deep, and the lines on the face were very obvious. It seemed that there was no emotion, like a sculpture.

He slowly looked at Ling Yun and said, "Are you from the mysterious battlefield?"

Ling Yun's eyes were still full of scorching heat, but he still responded: "Mysterious battlefield, what is that? I don't know."

"You are Qiu Yize?"

The man sneered and said, "Qiu Yize, he's already dead, now you can call me... Dark Night."

Ling Yun thought for a while and said, "Did you kill Qiu Yize?"

An Ye did not respond, but instead asked, "Are you born on the mysterious battlefield?"

What the hell, don't answer other people's questions, do you still want to get a response?
Ling Yun is speechless, you are trying to fart...

So he also didn't respond, but calmly used ice energy to dissolve the burning sensation in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, An Ye smiled: "It seems that it is indeed true. People born in the mysterious battlefield have a characteristic. Every time they enter the mysterious battlefield, they will have a strange reaction and at the same time they will gain powerful power."

"So, you don't have to answer anymore."

Ling Yun was a little puzzled. He had heard about the mysterious battlefield more than once, but he had never seen it, and he had no memory of it.

And the so-called powerful ability refers to his own long knife?

Chaser?
Suddenly, he remembered that his thank you panel hadn't appeared for a long time.

I've been ignoring all this time...

Seeing the doubts on Ling Yun's face, An Ye said briskly: "It seems that you don't know anything. In this case, you give me the knife in your hand so that I can explain to you what the mysterious battlefield is. At the same time I will also tell you, who am I?"

"It's a deal."

After speaking, he looked at Ling Yun with a smile, as if he was not worried about anything at all.

But Ling Yun responded gently: "Do you have a son... His name is Sand Sculpture!"

An Ye: "..."

What do you mean, I have never heard of this word...

Moreover, he has no son, or in other words, whether he has a son is not the key.

Ling Yun felt that the burning sensation in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that there was really an abnormal reaction, and the person in front of him did know something, but if he wanted the long knife in his hand, it would definitely be impossible.

Since the other party thinks this thing is important, then he should protect it specially.

Combining the previous experience and the strange attitude of the man in front of him, Ling Yun thought for a while and asked:
"Did you sleep for many years, but you just woke up now, got some knowledge from Qiu Yize, so you learned our language, and then want to go back to your own place?"

An Ye: "..."

Why do you even know this kind of thing?