Chapter 90

Looking at the registered names, Ouyang Yu rubbed his head with some headaches, and turned to look at the man in black robe who was following him.

The man said rigidly without waiting for him to start: "They are on the ninth floor. But I lost control of the tower for some reason."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chill came from his vest.

In front of them, two handsome men suddenly appeared.

Among them, the gorgeously dressed one looked over coldly with a sullen face.

"Hall, Hall Master, we will find a way to re-establish contact with the Trial Tower as soon as possible." Ouyang Yu's brow rolled down with sweat.

. .

Ye Lanyi's head was dizzy for a while, and she regained consciousness, but she was standing in a snow-white world.

As far as the eye can see, it is covered with crystal clear white snow like glass.

"What are you doing here!" A cold voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

A slender man with his back facing her slowly emerged in the air. His fluttering silver hair was as bright and gorgeous as the stars of the Milky Way.

She felt that she raised her hand uncontrollably, as if she wanted to touch him.

The light golden sleeves fell from Hao's wrists.It turned out that the clothes on her body were not made of cloth, but instead were made of golden awns.

"A few days ago, I found the score of Qingxiao Yinfeng Qu, and I brought it to you specially today." Qingyue's voice came out of her mouth, but it made her startled.

It was not her own voice!
And she couldn't control her body, like a spectator who was put into someone else's body.

"Hmph, I don't need hypocritical sympathy!" The man's voice was nice, but full of hostility and resentment.

"It's not sympathy! I didn't give up on you! None of us gave up on you!"

Ye Lanyi's chest suddenly felt a strange strong soreness and sadness, and she also uncontrollably rushed forward, grabbing the shoulder of the man in white.

"You guys!" The man in white almost burst out two words between his teeth, and a dazzling white glow suddenly popped out of his body.

"roll!"

The violent voice fell, and the white light around him was suddenly enveloped by black and red smoke.

Ye Lanyi watched helplessly as his hands formed seals, and streaks of golden light shot out, submerged in the smoke, but made the black mist boil even more.

A slender palm suddenly protruded from the black mist, unceremoniously piercing through the position of the heart.

"Uh!" Ye Lanyi bowed her body, but felt no pain, as if this body was no longer hers.

But she was overwhelmed by more unbearable sadness than pain.

As soon as she let go, the rolled up piano score fluttered to the ground.

The man in white was also stunned, and suddenly raised his head, looking at her in panic, as if he wanted to say something.

In an instant, the glazed world in her eyes collapsed, and thick darkness surged from all directions.

Ye Lanyi sat up suddenly, looking at the darkness in front of her, panting heavily.

Did I have a weird dream just now?

She rubbed her forehead, but felt very uncomfortable in her heart, as if she was still immersed in the complex emotions of despair, guilt, and sadness at the last moment.

She sat blankly for a long time, trying to recall the appearance and voice of the man in white, feeling empty in her heart, as if she had lost something very important.

"Little Ye Zi." A familiar voice suddenly rang in her ears, pulling her back to the real world.

Ye Lanyi raised her head suddenly, and stretched out her hand in disbelief, "Mo Fenglin?"

The voice paused, "It's me, don't be afraid."

Ye Lanyi looked around suspiciously, but still only saw darkness, "Where are you?"

"I'm outside." Mo Fenglin's voice was a little helpless.

"But your voice is clearly from..." Ye Lanyi lowered her head, she finally judged the source of the voice, and gropingly raised a ball of hair from her arms.

The hairball drooped its head and seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Heh, I have some special connection with Momo, so I can talk to you through it for a short time. I don't have much time, so listen to me first."

Mo Fenglin's voice was a little anxious, "You are now on the ninth floor of the trial tower, but the trial tower cannot be opened for some reason. The ninth floor is a bit special, it can awaken the deepest potential of the human body, and you may feel a little uncomfortable. .”

"I didn't feel any discomfort." Ye Lanyi said slowly.

Except, that weird dream.

The other side was silent for a while, and when Mo Fenglin's voice sounded again, there was a hint of a smile.

"You are indeed different. In short, the aura here is a hundred times more abundant than that of the outside world. You can hurry up and practice, but you must do what you can, otherwise..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and then, there was a loud noise from Ye Lanyi's side, as if something had exploded.

The suppressed painful humming came to her ears intermittently, which made her tense up immediately.

"Junze? Is that you?"

No one answered her, and the moans of pain died away immediately.

Ye Lanyi stood up slowly, and groped towards the place where the sound had just been made from memory.

Not long after, she bumped into someone.

"Junze." Ye Lanyi hurriedly grabbed the man's arm, but was suddenly thrown away.

After a while, a voice said, "I'm fine."

Ye Lanyi was even more anxious when she heard something obviously wrong.

She suddenly remembered the spirit bead in the ring, and decisively took it out to illuminate it.

In the soft light of the Lingzhu, Ye Junze was hugging his knees tightly, sitting curled up on the ground.

As if sensing the light around him, he buried his head lower.

Ye Lanyi stretched out his hand to pull him, but he tightened his grip a little more, and said sullenly: "This place is too full of aura, I'm not used to it, I'm going to start practicing, don't bother me."

As he said that, a layer of golden blue light gradually appeared on his body.

Ye Junze has the dual attributes of gold and water, and is most suitable for practicing spiritual skills such as swords and swords, but this kind of spiritual skills makes his spiritual power a bit more cold and killing than others.

Ye Lanyi withdrew her hands helplessly and waited silently for a while.

Seeing that he seemed to really start to practice, he crossed his legs and closed his eyes.

At this time, Ye Junze finally raised his head.

His eyes were an abnormal dark blue, as if an ice blue flame was jumping in his eyes.

The boy couldn't help but tugged on his cuff again, covering the long white fluff that suddenly appeared on his arm.

Looking at Ye Lanyi who was immersed in cultivation, his eyes were blank for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, just when Ye Lanyi felt that the spiritual power in her body was so abundant that she was about to break through the bottleneck, suddenly a suction came from the outside, pulling her to go outside.

The trial tower was finally opened.

The breakthrough was interrupted, she stood up a little annoyed, patted her butt, but suddenly found something stuck behind her.

Pulling that thing off, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

This palm-sized fragment seems to be the sheet music she handed to the man in white in her dream!

"what happened?"

Ye Junze also stood up, hid his hands behind his back, and asked anxiously.

"Junze, are you dreaming here?" Ye Lanyi asked in a daze.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Ye Junze's eyes, he quickly lowered his head, and said evasively, "No. Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

"I had a strange dream!" Ye Lanyi tightly squeezed the fragment in his hand.

(End of this chapter)

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