If Chen Sui were given another chance, back to the moment when she connected the demon clan connector, she would definitely—
Will say the same thing.
I just didn't expect that the other party actually had the ability to tear apart space like the Yanshen Tree.
Thinking of everything, Shen Sui couldn't help but curse inwardly, and woke up in the darkness with a dizzy head. As expected, he could not contact the outside world. Then Shen Sui crushed the badge almost without thinking.
Nothing happens.
Fortunately, she was trapped here.
However, this also proves that the big screen at Yanshen Square will not be able to see her situation. After all, the waist badge is connected to the big screen. So Shen Sui slowly took out the fluorescent symbol from the mustard bracelet.
The talisman was burned by spiritual power, and the surrounding dark environment was illuminated by dots of fluorescent light.
This seems to be a cemetery?
The dead tree, as rotten as a bone, was tilted to one side, and the hemp rope hanging on the branch was shaking slightly, as if it was tied with something.
There was no light and no other smell around, only piles of hastily piled graves, and on the graves were only wildly growing weeds and white paper money.
Shen Sui's gaze stopped at the unknown liquid at her feet. She didn't know what it was. It almost made her unable to breathe, but it suddenly let her go, making her feel like she had escaped death.
Shen Sui thought for a moment, then gently kicked the liquid. Why did it feel like it was alive?
The liquid shrank as Shen Sui expected, just like a mimosa, Shen Sui thought.
At this moment, the little Eleven in his mind suddenly became very excited and began to howl. Shen Sui raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you like this thing?"
Xiao Eleven's black ball of light came out, and then it couldn't wait to fall into the liquid with a plop. In Shen Sui's sight, the liquid seemed to be shrinking from something, allowing Xiao Eleven to roll around on them.
At the same time, Shen Sui also discovered that these liquids were actually being absorbed by Xiao Eleven. The situation in front of her reminded Shen Sui of the time when she was about to be entangled to death by these liquids. These liquids seemed to have seen something terrible and flowed away from her body like a receding tide.
So...are you afraid of Xiao Eleven?
The environment here was originally quiet, and Chen Sui suddenly spoke: "Cangwu."
No sound.
Very quiet.
It was so quiet that Shen Sui could hear his own breathing in his ears.
Chen Sui suddenly remembered that when she fell, she should have been holding the Taowu sword in her hand, but when she looked around, there was nothing.
The voices of other sword spirits did not appear in his mind.
Shen Sui: “…”
She lowered her head and looked at Xiao Shiyi who seemed to be burping after absorbing the liquid on the ground. Shen Sui hesitated a little, but still squatted down, then tentatively stretched out her hand towards Xiao Shiyi.
Little Eleven rolled happily into her palm.
Looking at Xiao Eleven's appearance, Shen Sui's eyebrows curved, and some of the uneasiness in her heart quickly dissipated, but what flooded her was an overwhelming amount of thoughts.
Why did the sword disappear? Why did she lose the connection with the sword spirit? Why was only Xiao Eleven still there? Where on earth was this place...
Anyway, all she knew now was that this was not a good place.
Shen Sui summed it up this way.
But it was obvious that Little Eleven had no sense of crisis at all. It even turned over lazily in Shen Sui's palm because it was full.
Yes, after turning over, Chen Sui looked at Xiao Shiyi's black ball of light in silence and surprise, and saw that some outlines had appeared.
Well, it won't be long before she gets her own mini-figure Eleven.
Well, I'm a little looking forward to it.
However, there were too many things to worry about. Chen Sui turned his eyes away from Little Eleven and said in a nonchalant tone, "Little Eleven, where do you think this place is?"
Xiao Eleven didn't react at all.
Chen Sui suddenly became panicked and looked down, only to find that the small black ball of light was bulging and moving rhythmically.
Could it be that... he fell asleep?
Shen Sui was amused by his own ridiculous idea.
What? Even immortal cultivators don’t like to sleep, so how can a sword spirit sleep so soundly?
It is said that before, the group of sword spirits were clamoring to sleep, but they were secretly playing cards or small games behind her back. As the sword master, she knew it very well, and she always thought that the sword spirits would not sleep.
But at this moment, Little Eleven was lying very peacefully in her palm and sleeping soundly.
Chen Sui suppressed his smile and muttered softly: "You little heartless thing, you just sleep after eating, and you don't think about your sword master's current situation at all. Fortunately, your sword master is kind and kind..."
Shen Sui's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she couldn't help but sigh.
To be honest, no normal person can be mentally normal staying in a cemetery.
Chen Sui could only walk slowly, holding Xiao Eleven in his arms, and then walked towards a grave.
Um?
There seems to be a sign.
Chen Sui squatted down and tried to see what was written on the sign, but because of its age, the wooden sign was covered with a layer of dust that could not be wiped clean.
Chen Sui became stubborn for some reason.
Today she had to know what was written on the sign.
One dot, one horizontal stroke, one stroke, three vertical strokes, and one stroke.
Shen Sui frowned.
Damn, why does it feel like my name?
No way?
Chen Sui ran towards another grave in disbelief and looked at the sign in front of it.
This time it was even more blurry.
But I can vaguely see some of the strokes that were not clear on the first sign.
Shen Sui’s face darkened.
Because she found that when these strokes were added together, it turned out to be the character "年".
Damn, she isn’t even dead yet, and you can’t wait to build a grave for her?
Nan Zhi is so thoughtful.
By the way, does Luo Fanyin know?
A very interesting idea suddenly popped up in Shen Sui's mind, and it really opened her mind.
Thinking back to the scene when I saw Nan Zhi and Luo Fanyin, it was obvious that Nan Zhi was very resistant and had strong hostility towards Shen Xinglan, but Luo Fanyin obviously still had feelings for Shen Xinglan.
Well, as expected, if we use Shen Xinglan as a comparison, Chen Sui thought deeply, it is simply too clear.
Nan Zhi, who has practiced the evil art of puppetry, cares a lot about Luo Fanyin. Of course, it is also possible that Luo Fanyin is one of the protagonists, but at least even though Nan Zhi, who has gone astray, has attacked many people, he has not targeted Luo Fanyin.
But what about the real Nanzhi?
Chen Sui pursed his lips. No matter what, judging by the current situation, this fake Nan Zhi clearly wanted to break off relations with the Three Realms of Immortal Cultivation, not even disguising her voice.
But from another perspective, she was so unscrupulous and only wanted to kill her. Was she sure that even if the three realms of immortal cultivation knew her identity, they would not be able to do anything?
For example, is it possible that the Demon Realm could use the Immortal Discussion Conference to severely damage the three realms of immortal cultivation?
Shen Sui was terrified when he thought about it carefully.
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