jiangyanli（shijie）Ah Xian......
A shrill shout broke through the fog, and Wei Ying sat up.
chenqing（guidi）Master, how are you feeling when you wake up?
Wei Ying frowned and looked around at the desolate surroundings. Chen Qing's red clothes were also a little dim, and she was inserted not far away.
weiying（weiwuxian）Chen Qing, where is this place? Are you hurt?
chenqing（guidi）There is good news and bad news. I and whatever I want are fine. As long as the master is well, we will be fine.
Gritting his teeth, he took out the medicine and poured it on the wound, and he could only stay here for a while. His left foot was broken, and he didn't know how long the warm medicine would take to heal.
weiying（weiwuxian）Chen Qing, when did you make such a joke?
chenqing（guidi）... Master.
Wei Ying smiled and patted her head and said softly.
weiying（weiwuxian）Well, such a petition is lovely. Say, I can bear it, and it won't be any worse than it is now.
chenqing（guidi）The cliff that never sleeps is thousands of feet deep, and when the master fell, he was caught casually. He accidentally fell to this place, and his life was not in danger. The bad news is that this place cannot hold swords, and we fell into a suppressed forbidden area, and the danger ahead is unknown.
Wei Ying held his head and lay on the ground looking at the sky.
weiying（weiwuxian）As long as you are all right, we will always go out. Your master and I have even absorbed the grievances, are you afraid of any forbidden areas?
chenqing（guidi）The master said yes.
weiying（weiwuxian）Alright, Chen Qing, you can sit down and rest, be happy, just treat it as going night hunting with your master, and we will all be fine. Go ahead and take it whatever you want, my spiritual power has not recovered, so I can't recall it.
He put the scabbard back casually and put it behind him. Only then did Wei Ying have time to take a closer look at the surroundings, the fog and sand. For a moment, he thought that he was in a desert-like place, with no mountains and no trees.
Kind of weird, or more accurate in violation.
weiying（weiwuxian）Chen Qing, do you think there is something strange here?
Chen Qing pondered and nodded.
chenqing（guidi）Very fake.
Wei Ying patted his thigh, yes, it was fake.
weiying（weiwuxian）This is an illusion, Chen Qing, go and see if there is anything special around here.
chenqing（guidi）It has been explored just now, no.
Thinking of something, Wei Ying looked at the sky and asked.
weiying（weiwuxian）Chen Qing, how long have I slept?
chenqing（guidi）I don't know, the sky has not changed.
weiying（weiwuxian）That's right, it's a fake day. I remember when we fell it was morning, the sun had just risen, and I've just been chatting with you for so long, and I haven't seen the sun set a little.
weiying（weiwuxian）Just break it.
As soon as he said it, Wei Ying held it casually, injected spiritual energy and waved it towards the sky. The huge and bright sword qi cut across the sky, and the illusion disappeared to reveal its original appearance.
It seemed that it wasn't just the illusion that was dangerous. This huge labyrinth was also dangerous. They were on one of the paths, and it seemed that they just happened to fall into a trap. But what is this place? There is no record in the scriptures.
weiying（weiwuxian）Chen Qing, be careful, it's dangerous here.
Chen Qing nodded, pulling Wei Ying's sleeves with her slender fingers and walking side by side.
......
Qishan never sleeps at the bottom of the cliff
Another day passed, and there was still no news of Wei Ying. Lan Zhan played Wen Ling, his fingers had cut open wounds, and blood dripped on the forgetting machine. The invited spirit still answered the words "I don't know". He really doubted that the person had fallen.
lurenjia(Son of the Lan family) Second son, we found a corpse, and we can't see the face clearly.
Lan Zhan took the piano and quickly followed the disciple.
The body was unrecognizable, and he really couldn't recognize it, but he just felt that it wasn't the person he was looking for. Lan Zhan took out the forgetting violin again, and trembled and played the tune that had been played thousands of times again.
As a result, as he thought, nothing was asked.
lurenjia(Children of the Lan family) Second son, are you still looking for it?
Losing him again. Lan Zhan squatted down in pain, wishing he could kill the self who was competing with him at that time. Wouldn't this happen if he didn't take action? Why are you always so powerless?
lanhuan（lanxichen）Forgetting the machine, it's not your fault.
lanzhan（lanwangji）Brother, I hate myself.
Lan Huan didn't know what to say, hate? Hate. Hate those who are self-righteous but greedy, and hate yourself for being powerless.
