The tunnel is very narrow, and both the walls and steps are steep and uneven. There are no lights, but even the black ones are bright, so the two of them can barely see clearly under their feet.

Chen Xiansong walked in front. In such an environment, he could walk lightly and quickly, and land silently. Lu Weizhen simply drifted behind him with the wind.

Go down the road.

The steps seemed to have no end, and the tunnel did not change at all. There was no plant growth on the surrounding walls, nor was there any traces left by others. However, the further down, the tunnel became colder and a little damp, emitting the same fishy smell as outside.

Chen Xiansong estimated in his mind that when he walked down about fifty meters, his steps stopped. Lu Weizhen also pressed against his back and fell to the ground.

There are more than a dozen steps, and the steps are over. Then there is a small section of flat road, where there is a small door with soft light inside the door.

Lu Weizhen subconsciously held Chen Xiansong's hand.

He held her hands tightly and looked back at her.

Very quiet, as if she wanted to see a deep look in her eyes.

Lu Weizhen looked at him, and the two of them didn't say a word.

Then he let go of her hand and teleported to the door in an instant, and Lu Weizhen followed closely behind.

Seeing the appearance inside the door clearly, both of them were stunned.

It turned out to be an underground fortress, no, it should be said to be a fortress built with Liu. The space in front of me is as wide as ten meters high, two or three hundred square meters. The walls and domes are all Liu. They seem to be cut by very sharp objects, one piece after another, with neat edges and layer upon layer. The entire space is made of black rhombus crystals shining with bright light.

On the ground in the middle, there was a very large pure white wool blanket, as white as snow, and it was very loose and lazily spread there. In some places, there were also wrinkles left by people just sitting.

On the edge of the wool blanket, there is a black wooden square table, on which is a bottle of unbranded wine, a glass wine glass, and a shallow base in the wine glass. Next to it is a simple tea set, a small purple clay teapot, and two small tea cups. There is also a hint of heat coming out of the mouth of the pot.

At the edge, there are two books, one is "Meditation Record" and the other is "Book of Changes". They all look a bit old, as if they are often read.

However, Lu Weizhen's eyes could not help but be attracted by the glaze under the wool blanket, and her heartbeat accelerated.

That piece of Liu looks different from the Liu in other places. Although it is still gray-black, it looks much more detailed and tight, and has a higher transparency. More importantly, under the surface, there seems to be countless lights in the deeper hazy interior, constantly impacting, flowing, and chasing, and there is a flowing color. It is just that the black fog-like color on the surface cannot be seen clearly.

The word "Liu Xin" appeared in Lu Weizhen and Chen Xiansong's mind at the same time: Liu Xin.

They finally arrived at Liuxin.

The mysterious and unpredictable Liu Xin, who dominates the fate of aliens, has been infected.

Lu Weizhen only stared at Liu Xin for a few seconds, and suddenly felt dizzy, nauseous and uncomfortable. She covered her chest with her hands and retching twice. Chen Xiansong held her arm and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Weizhen closed his eyes, looked away from Liuxin, opened his face and felt the suffocating pressure in his chest. He replied: "I'm fine, it's Liuxin."

Just then.

A gray figure flashed before their eyes.

It really flashed. The previous second, the wool carpet was still empty; the next second, a man in white and gray pants was already sitting there, with a blurry light and shadow remaining on his pants legs, which gathered into clear lines in a blink of an eye.

He looked in his early thirties, tall and thin, with a pure white Tang suit shirt and gray cloth pants, clean and bare feet, unlike a gray ghost, but like a cultivator from the mountains.

His hair was cut very short, which made his face and facial features look very clear. There was no black on his skin, but a grayish white color, and the color made people feel pure. His muscles were also highly compressed, both his neck and arms were as tight as bamboo poles. His face was also tight and small, but even so, his facial features looked pretty. His gray eyes were clear, and looking at them, there was a strange innocence.

He put one arm on the small square table and the other hand on his knee, and his posture seemed very relaxed and relaxed, as if he was not two enemies, but very familiar friends.

Seeing that they were both silent, Lin Zhou smiled, a smile that looked really happy, and there was a feeling of spring breeze, but the spring breeze was dark. He looked at Lu Weizhen and sighed, "You are finally here, I'll wait for you..."

Lin Zhou hasn't finished speaking yet.

Lu Weizhen slapped out with one palm, Chen Xiansong made a sword with his backhand, and the two rushed forward quickly.

Lin and the day stagnated.

Almost as soon as the two of them moved, Lin Zhou had teleported and disappeared, and the wool blanket was empty. Both of them had attacked against Liu Xin on the opposite side, leaving no trace. The two of them continued to rush towards Liu Xin without saying a word.

Lin Zhou, who was hung aside: "..."

Since she realized that the second sixth five appeared, Lin Zhou has fantasized about her or his appearance in her heart. What kind of people do she like and what kind of people she hates? Which elements she likes to use in the Five Elements?

Like him, standing on the top of all living beings, will she feel the loneliness as vast as the galaxy and the huge hollowness in her heart? Will she also think about the meaning of her birth in the river of time every night, and the mysterious and difficult truth of the universe, just like him?

Although he still had to eat her in the end, because he had to explore what was above six or five. But this did not prevent him from being curious or even close to the only kind of person.

Along the way, he set up many traps to kill her friends. First, he didn't like anyone to challenge his prestige and rob his own things. Second, he teased her, made her anxious and scared her, and best made her cry. Since she became the 65th century, she must have never tasted this kind of taste, right?

Unexpectedly, after going through a lot of hardships, Xiao Liuwu finally came to Liuxin and came to him, but he was not curious, questioned, resentful, or even fearful. He had prepared a lot of things and wanted to say to her, but she didn't bother to tell him a word and just fight him.

Lin Zhou suddenly felt very unhappy.

Lu Weizhen was rushing forward quickly, but her current speed was very, very fast, almost equal to Chen Xiansong's teleportation. She should have arrived in an instant from the distance from the door to the Liuxin wool blanket. Moreover, since she became the Sixty-Five, no one has ever stopped her.

But just after she ran two steps, she suddenly had a gray shadow in front of her. When she was shocked, she saw those clear eyes. Lu Weizhen subconsciously hid to the side, and just took another step, the eyes appeared in front of her again.
Chapter completed!