There's something wrong with the general.

I don’t know how deep this rift is.

Wen Yuxi felt that this moment was so long.

The body falls rapidly downward at the acceleration due to gravity.

Zhiming hugged him and changed positions in the air.

Even if he fell to the ground, Wen Yuxi would not feel much pain.

After all, there was a human cushion underneath, which was his senior brother.

Wen Yuxi huddled in his body, feeling the slightly cool breath coming from him.

Can't help but feel a little strange.

His senior brother's body temperature was really strange. When it was cold before, his body was warm like spring.

While it was warm here, his body became a little cold.

Could it be a cold-blooded animal?

The person being strangled by the vines felt uncomfortable all over, and Wen Yuxi couldn't help but twist in his arms.

Zhiming lowered his head and asked, "Are you uncomfortable? Just bear with it a little longer."

As she spoke, she reached out and pulled him closer to her.

Wen Yuxi's head was pressed against him, and the coolness from her body made her mind clearer, but she did not feel cold.

I don’t know if I can find my eldest brother, or if they and their group will also be dragged underground.

Wen Yuxi sighed in his heart. Even with his senior brother following him, such an accident happened.

Not to mention that they have no magic power and can only use cold weapons to slash the soldiers.

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I felt.

After a while, he asked in a deep voice, "Brother, I'm a little worried about my elder brother. Do you think he will..."

But I didn't dare to say the following words.

He was afraid that once he said it, it would come true.

Zhiming touched his head with his cool palm and whispered soothingly: "No."

His voice was obviously very flat, but the way he expressed it made Wen Yuxi feel at ease.

He raised his head slightly and asked in surprise, "Brother, why are you so sure?"

A gleam flashed in Zhiming's eyes, and then he lowered his eyes and said, "Feeling."

Wen Yuxi frowned and smiled bitterly, "Brother, please stop teasing me."

"Just trust me."

"Okay, okay, everything you said is right."

Wen Yuxi said perfunctorily in a depressed tone.

This 'good senior brother' of his is really conscientious. He used to be caring and concerned about me, but now he has started to make up stories.

Maybe I know he's worrying too much, but I can't say anything nonsense.

He had been told that finding his elder brother would require the blood of a close relative as bait, and he didn't dare ask.

If he mentions it again, I will agree to it. I can't blame him if I can't find it anyway.

If I had known this, I would have left some when I destroyed the body.

at this time.

Suddenly, a very pleasant floral scent wafted through the air.

This smell is very familiar, but I don't know where I have smelled it before.

He wrinkled his nose, tilted his head, and took two deep puffs.

He scratched his head and couldn't help thinking that this seemed to be the smell of lotus.

There's actually a lotus here? There must be water underneath, and it must be connected to the outside.

Wen Yuxi excitedly looked up and shouted, "Brother, it's Lotus."

No one responded.

It's strange, I just said this.

He struggled to get out of Zhiming's arms.

He saw his senior brother with his eyes tightly closed, his face pale and fainted.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Yuxi was very panicked and tried to wake him up.

Zhiming still kept his eyes closed.

Wen Yuxi checked his breathing and pulse, both of which were very stable.

Then why did you suddenly faint?

Suddenly, the image of his senior brother groaning flashed through Wen Yuxi’s mind.

His face changed involuntarily and he quickly reached for his back.

Wen Yuxi's heart skipped a beat when he felt a sticky touch on his hand.

Sure enough, he was already injured at that time.

I hate myself for not realizing it.

At this moment, Wen Yuxi was extremely disgusted with his own carelessness.

He didn't have a handkerchief on him, so Wen Yuxi pinched a corner of his clothes and prepared to tear some cloth to wrap him up.

As soon as I raised my hand, I felt dizzy.

He raised his head and hugged his head, trying to regain his balance.

My eyelids began to feel heavy and I became uncontrollably sleepy.

He gritted his teeth and told himself not to sleep.

At the last moment of consciousness, the two people were switched back in the air.

This way, senior brother won’t feel so much pain.

Thinking of this, I finally fell asleep.

........

Baby Crying Valley.

Under the gap.

Wen Yuxi slowly woke up.

It was pitch black all around.

where is this place?

I feel so heavy.

He suddenly came to his senses.

I don’t know why I suddenly fell asleep just now, and now I’m at the bottom of the valley?

Wen Yuxi twisted his body and wrists and found that he didn't feel any pain.

My body feels soft underneath, I don't know what it is.

Wen Yuxi hurriedly raised his hand to touch Zhiming.

I accidentally touched his cheek.

The slightly cool and soft touch gave him some peace of mind.

Fortunately, my senior brother is by my side.

He let go and twisted his wrist to touch something beneath him.

It was cool, with distinct texture. When I rubbed it with my fingers, a faint fragrance came out.

This fragrance...

Wen Yuxi suddenly remembered that she had smelled the fragrance of flowers before she fell into coma.

Is that... a flower under me?

The moon is bright today and there is not a single ray of light at this moment.

He suspected the crack through which they had fallen had closed again.

The most important thing at this time should be to untie the vines.

But he was entangled by these vines and couldn't use any spiritual power.

Before, when my senior brother was still able to mobilize his spiritual power, he couldn’t cut it with his sword. How could he break it?

One minute later.

"Spirit of the weapon...do you know what kind of vine this is?"

The spirit of the weapon was lying on a large wooden bed in the sea of ​​consciousness, fast asleep, with its mouth half open and snoring softly.

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but hold his forehead. He didn't expect that he and his senior brother were going through a disaster together, but he could sleep so peacefully.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, he conjured up a piece of furry grass and swept it across its face.

The spirit of the weapon first wrinkled its nose, turned over, covered its cheeks with its chubby little hands, and frowned.

He muttered, "I'm so annoyed."

Wen Yuxi turned around and continued to put the grass next to his ears, rolling his neck back and forth.

Xiaoqi Lingqi became impatient.

He sat up suddenly, his face drooping, and roared, "Wen Yuxi, are you done yet? Are you going to let me sleep?"

Wen Yuxi smiled awkwardly and said, "Isn't this because I've encountered a problem and come to you, the Buddha, for help?"

When the little spirit heard this, he immediately became alert and his eyes lit up.

"Come and tell me."

Wen Yuxi had a reasonable suspicion that he really wanted to see him suffer a setback.

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves: "We are entangled by those damn vines and can't be untied. My brother and I don't know where we are in the crack of the ground."

The little spirit made a "tsk" sound, put his hands on his shoulders, turned his nose upwards, and looked at Wen Yuxi with a sidelong glance.

He sarcastically said, "I said he was weak and his magic power was just average."

Wen Yuxi gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to scold him.

"Yes."

Looking at his smug face, I wanted to bite him twice.

One word secret.

endure.

"So what do you think we should do now?"

The little spirit touched his chin, lowered his head suddenly, moved closer to Wen Yuxi, and spoke word by word.

"I have conditions."

"You say!"

The little spirit was only as tall as Wen Yuxi's thigh. In order to appear sincere, Wen Yuxi squatted in front of him.

At this moment, he suddenly blinked his eyes, leaned close to Wen Yuxi's ear and whispered, "I want spiritual energy, spiritual energy!"

After saying that, he pulled back, licked his lips, and a hint of greed and desire appeared on his face.

Wen Yuxi held his shoulders and tapped his head gently: "Where is the spiritual energy? Does this look like a place with spiritual energy?"

The little spirit winked and said, "You know what spiritual energy I'm talking about."

Wen Yuxi was stunned.

The little spirit has said twice recently that senior brother’s spiritual energy is delicious. Could it be that he is coveting him?

The first time was when his senior brother gave him a breath of spiritual energy, and the second time was when he was learning to write and his spiritual power was exhausted, so his senior brother gave him spiritual energy.

Wen Yuxi hesitated and said, "This...is not a good idea."