There's something wrong with the general.

Zhiming, holding Wen Yuxi, was suddenly suspended in mid-air.

Wen Yuxi looked at him in confusion.

There's a deep canyon below, brother. If he falls down, he, who has no spiritual power, will definitely be smashed into pieces.

If I make a new list in the future.

If he were on the list, he would definitely be the first cultivator in history to die from falling from a sword.

"Why did you stop?"

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Wen Yuxi hurriedly asked.

Zhiming lowered his eyes and glanced at him with a cold look in his eyes and a chilling tone: "Who are you? Tell me!"

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but widen his eyes.

What the hell!

How did he find out?

Oh no, is my acting really that bad?

Wen Yuxi sighed.

It's just an illusion anyway.

It’s okay to tell him.

What if he stabs himself.

Once you die, you might return to the real world!

Alas, but where to begin?

Wen Yuxi touched his chin and his eyes flickered.

He grabbed Zhiming's clothes and pointed to a river in the distance.

"Well, I'm afraid of heights. How about we go downstairs and talk about it first?"

Zhiming gave him a cold look.

No answer.

But he held him and flew forward.

When we got to the river, we immediately put him down.

Tsk tsk. Wen Yuxi shook his head.

When he found out that he was no longer his junior fellow apprentice, he became cold and distant.

"Go ahead."

Zhiming said coldly.

Wen Yuxi sighed.

He then told the story of how he and his brother got lost and how they entered this illusion.

I also told him about what I saw in the illusion, such as Zhiming being possessed by the devil and escaping.

"I don't know what happened. After I saw you escape after being possessed by the devil, there was a sudden flash of white light, and I ended up in this secret realm. And, strangely enough, it felt just like the real thing."

"This is the real place." Zhiming said calmly.

Okay, okay, if you say it’s true, it’s true.

I am a magnanimous person and will not argue with you.

"Do you have anything else to ask? I'll tell you everything I know."

Wen Yuxi was like a programmed machine, answering whatever was asked.

But it was obvious that Zhiming was not interested in their world.

Instead, he asked some irrelevant questions.

Zhiming pondered for a while, and suddenly looked at him with strange eyes.

"Your senior brother is also called Zhiming?"

Wen Yuxi nodded wildly and then shook his head repeatedly.

"Although his name is Zhiming, he looks nothing like you. But strangely enough, you look exactly like my eldest brother."

Zhiming narrowed his eyes and chewed two words in his mouth: "Big Brother?"

It seemed that he remembered why Wen Yuxi called him "Big Brother" when they met just now.

Then she suddenly turned to look at him: "What about you?"

Wen Yuxi scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"I look a lot like your Junior Brother, but I'm not your Junior Brother. But don't worry, once I get out of this illusion, your Junior Brother will naturally come back."

"You just said I was possessed by a demon?"

"Yeah, but, but ha."

Wen Yuxi quietly walked up to him and whispered.

"You have to be careful of your junior brother. You were still thinking about him before you escaped, but he slapped you. You must be on guard against others."

Zhiming stared at Wen Yuxi, watching him say strange words and make strange movements, and remained silent.

Wen Yuxi saw that he didn't take it to heart.

He shook his arm in frustration.

He advised earnestly: "Did you hear me? What I said was what I saw with my own eyes."

“Seeing is not necessarily believing.”

Zhiming suddenly raised his hand and slowly stroked Wen Yuxi's cheek.

Wen Yuxi stood stiffly, motionless.

Who will tell him what is going on?

We agreed on a sense of propriety.

Please continue to ignore me as you did just now.

At this moment, Zhiming suddenly asked, "If it was your senior brother who was possessed by the devil, would you hurt him?"

Wen Yuxi was stunned.

Thinking of all the care Zhiming gave him in the real world.

His watery eyes and gentle manners always protected him behind his back, making him unable to help but feel dependent on him.

Wen Yuxi shook his head firmly: "If he doesn't hurt innocent people, I will never point a sword at him."

Zhiming's brows relaxed and he whispered, "If you can't do it, then my junior brother certainly can't either. I believe him."

Wen Yuxi scratched his head.

Well, I can’t persuade you anymore.

That's it, I tried my best!

"Oh, by the way, didn't that person just say that the secret realm is about to close? Do you have any tasks to complete? Do you want to get out quickly?"

Zhiming took out a handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the blood off his face.

"Not urgent."

Wen Yuxi stepped back somewhat uncomfortably.

Didn’t I tell you that he is not your junior brother? Why do you still want to do something that may cause misunderstanding?

But he held her shoulders and calmly stopped her: "Don't move."

This is my junior fellow apprentice's body.

The one he was wiping was his junior fellow apprentice's body.

I will endure.

Wen Yuxi waited anxiously for him to wipe the blood off his face.

Her eyes couldn't help but fall on his face.

Carefully trace his eyebrows and eyes.

He and Wen Qianyi are so similar.

How could two people be so alike?

They can’t be twins.

"My parents were killed by demonic cultivators when I was young, so I don't have any brothers."

Zhiming wiped it attentively and could even see what he was thinking.

My heart suddenly trembled. This is really a worm in someone else's stomach.

Horror!

Wen Yuxi made another bold guess.

"That's hard to say. He might be your past life."

Zhiming suddenly moved closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Are we alike?"

Wen Yuxi shook her head: "Yes, but not."

Zhiming didn't ask any more questions and touched his head: "Aren't you going to take a bath? Go ahead."

Wen Yuxi finally couldn't bear it anymore.

After escaping from his hands, he said righteously: "I don't know when I can go back. During this period, you must be careful about your words and actions. I am not your junior apprentice."

Zhiming nodded, his lips curled slightly, and whispered, "Okay."

After saying that, he walked away from the water.

Wen Yuxi turned around and watched him walk away, then quickly stripped herself naked.

His whole body was covered in the blood of that old monster Qianhui.

And I feel sick when I think about the places on my body that he has touched.

He stood on the shore and slowly waded into the water.

He still remembered that when he first came to that world, he fell into the water and almost drowned.

Of course, at this moment, the attribute of being a landlubber has not been shaken off.

I don't know how deep the water is.

He tried it bit by bit, and finally stopped when the water reached his waist, then slowly squatted down.

The water was cold, but it cleared his mind.

Why did he enter into such an illusion?

Is there any connection between Wen Qianyi and Zhiming of this world?

Why do I look so similar to Zhiyu?

Why did his senior brother know from the beginning that he would have a junior brother named Zhiyu?

Everything is confusing.

That's it.

Now I have to think about how to leave here.

I don't know whether the speed of time in fantasy and reality is the same.

Brother, have you entered this illusion?

It would be nice to see him.

He missed his senior brother a little bit...