The little wolf dog of the next door sect misses me [Rebirth]

Yu Shi knew it was fake, but he couldn't turn a blind eye.

At that time, his senior brothers were all dead, and before he died, he asked Yu Shi to bring Wenqi back with him, but he didn't do it.

Yu Shi's mind could no longer tolerate other things, and seeing Wen Qi again would die in front of him, and he felt as uncomfortable as if cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

Although he has five seniors, only Wen Qi is around his age.After Feng Xian left with Yunyou Sanren, this lively little junior became his closest person.

But in the previous life, Wen Qi grabbed his skirt and swallowed, he watched helplessly, helpless.

The grief of losing a loved one and the pain of being unable to return to heaven once again spread to Yu Shi's heart. He felt a little suffocated and weak. After running a few steps, he found that his whole body seemed to be drained of energy. Vomit a mouthful of blood.

He tugged at the front of his chest and gasped for a few breaths, seeing Wen Qi's dying appearance, he was anxious and flustered, his blood was surging, and he spit out several mouthfuls of blood in succession.

Yu Shi barely calmed down his mind, trying to recover a little bit of sanity, and when he closed his eyes, the situation in the ruins back then came up involuntarily, black mist lingered, evil spirits walked through, the dark night of lightning and thunder, magic weapons scattered all over the place, blood The dripping classmates, the vast and lonely long wind of Guixu, and the desperate crying and wailing filled his mind in an instant.

Yu Shi was trembling all over, his head hurt like it was about to split open, but his body became weaker and weaker, as if he had lost even the strength to struggle.

Memories of the past dragged him down, Yu Zhi's consciousness became more and more chaotic, and when he was almost powerless to resist, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Senior, what's wrong with you, senior? Wake up, you can hear Shall I talk? Wake up, are you okay, why don't you talk..."

This cold voice was very anxious, calling him one after another, Yu Shi was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, and suddenly opened his eyes.

The sound of torrential rain sounded outside, and it was not really heard through a thick wall.Behind him is the cold wall, which seems to be carved with complicated patterns, which is very painful.

This should be an underground secret passage, Yu Shi managed to regain some energy, and saw Tao Song's pale and anxious face through the dim light of the long light above his head.

"Is this... coming out of the illusion?" Yu Shi's heart suddenly felt empty when he asked this question.

Tao Song also seemed to be a little sad. He gave a low "um" and suddenly coughed twice while covering his heart.

Yu Zhi couldn't help being very worried: "You forcibly broke through the illusion and brought me out?"

Tao Song shook his head, leaned against the wall and calmed down, Fang whispered: "No, the illusion I was in also collapsed suddenly, I don't know who broke the barrier from outside."

He adjusted his breath a little, and then continued: "The person who built the illusion has a very high level of cultivation. I just remember finding the entrance to this dungeon at the rockery, and then I was suddenly dragged in. There is no way to fight back."

Yu Zhi moved a little, and felt that the true energy in his body had dissipated six or seven times out of ten, and then he became a little scared: "It turned out to be a spirit-dispersing technique. I didn't expect that the spirit-dispersing technique can be used in illusions now." The people who are evil, the remnants of demon cultivators, should not be underestimated."

Tao Song also had lingering fears in his heart: "Scattering spirit spells eliminate people's cultivation base invisibly, if someone saves me, I'm afraid I will die silently in the illusion." He paused, then doubted: "I'm here Illusion is a memory of mine, could it be the illusion technique that moves with the mind?"

Thinking of this, Yu Zhi also finds it inconceivable. The name of the illusory realm technique that can change with the mind of the immigrant is called "dream creation". It has been almost lost hundreds of years ago. This person is so powerful in the magic cultivation. There is no news from the hundred families of Xianmen?

Unless...unless the person who created this illusion, the person who wanted the two of them to be buried here was not a demon cultivator, but one of the hundreds of families of the immortal sect.

Yu Shi had mixed feelings for a while, but although he was sad, it was expected. He caught a glimpse of Tao Song who was struggling to adjust his breath, and felt a little guilty.

Tao Song saw his expression with his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Yu Shi felt a little guilty: "I knew that this trip was deliberately seduced by the oiran, but I didn't tell you clearly. I'm fine after all, but if there is an emergency, you..."

"Don't say such things." Tao Song interrupted him, and gave him a somewhat relieved smile, "I also noticed that the oiran is different. If I was afraid of trouble, I just left in the outer court. Besides, I am not at a loss in this line of work. Not only did I know the strangeness of the first sword repair's death, but I also had the opportunity to figure out what happened back then."

He paused, with a faint smile on his face, and with some indescribable sadness, he said softly: "I still saw my sweetheart in the illusion, and I haven't seen him for a long time."

When Yu Shi thought of the familiar Yuntai Gate in the illusion, he couldn't help but feel sad for a moment.

Dream-making is the most powerful illusion technique, and the illusion produced is the deepest memory of the immigrant. The people transformed during it are very similar to the real situation, and they have good memories, which can make the immigrant indulge in it and not want to leave. In the past, there are also painful memories, which can shake his mind and make him unable to break free.

Therefore, this method combined with Sanlingjutsu is an invisible weapon to kill people.

This technique has disappeared in Yu Shi's previous life, and he didn't want to come out of the rivers and lakes at this time and use it against the two of them.

Yu Shi once again secretly made up his mind that he must rescue Chu Sheng alive and find out what happened.

He adjusted the breath of Qi in his body and gradually stabilized his mind.Anyway, in Yanhua Villa before, he spent most of the time like this, and he was a little used to it.

But Tao Song's side is very worrying.

Just as Yu Shi was thinking, a layer of clothes suddenly covered his shoulders.

Tao Song straightened his clothes again, and pointed to the ice that was gradually creeping up on the wall above his head: "It's very strange here, the weather at the end of May somehow produces ice, let's go in quickly."

"Are you okay?" Yu Shi immediately wanted to take off this layer of clothes.

Tao Song held it down with one hand: "Don't let those who come and go, delay your time. You're not in good health, you'd better put on some. If you feel hot, it's not too late to return it to me."

Yu Shi couldn't detect Tao Song's true energy, but his intuition was not good, and this person was always stubborn, so he had to stare at him with great energy along the way.

The tunnel is long and quiet, with a dim halo cast by the flames of the ever-burning lamps. The patterns on the walls are unclear, only some zigzag lines can be vaguely seen, but they are slightly similar to the patterns on the wind chimes outside.

Yu Shi secretly wrote down this pattern, and when he was thinking about it, there was some light in front of him.

The long and narrow tunnel turned a corner in front of the eyes and led straight to an empty hall.The hall is full of ever-burning lamps, shining brightly like daytime, and the ground is painted with cinnabar, revealing a faint evil spirit.

In the center of the formation, where the magic repair primer should have been placed, there is a person locked up, and it is Chu Sheng.