My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 447: Come on, a bunch of miscellaneous cultivators

Qu Wuyi covered the big bump that had just appeared on his head with both hands, and crystal tears rolled in his eyes.

In the past few months, she had indeed been thinking about Ye Wuyou day and night.

Nothing else.

Why haven't you come to rescue her yet?

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath and shook his hands.

"Speak more clearly next time."

Before he finished, Ye Wuyou walked away.

"Come with me."

At the moment, Qu Wuyi just nodded and followed Ye Wuyou silently, not daring to speak.

Stepping into the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison again, Qu Wuyi felt completely different.

Before she stepped into this moment, she was still carrying strange things, so she could naturally see the strange and bizarre existences in the scene.

Now she is using the [Shinto Technique Clone] to survive, but she has lost the weirdness in her body.

Facing those guys in the cage on the eighth level of the Sky Prison, she, now a fifth-level powerful being, can still sense their existence, but she can no longer see their strange shapes clearly.

Can be perceived, but not seen.

Qu Wuyi felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. He just wanted to follow Ye Wuyou to leave this haunted place as soon as possible, and then go to Tianji Tower to live peacefully for the rest of his life, never come into contact with anything weird again, and be a happy salted fish.

Ye Wuyou in front of him suddenly stopped.

"You go forward."

Qu Wuyi was stunned, and doubts arose in his heart.

What does Ye Wuyou want to do? Why does he have to walk in front?

But she touched the big bump on her forehead, shrank her neck, said nothing more, and just walked silently to Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou waited calmly for Qu Wuyi to pass by him, his figure moving forward bit by bit in the dim passage.

His eyes moved away from Qu Wuyi and looked into the cage.

Qu Wuyi noticed Ye Wuyou's gaze.

Are you not looking at me, but the weirdness in the cage?
But what does the weirdness in the cage look like now?

Qu Wuyi glanced into the cage out of the corner of his eye, but saw nothing. He just felt that the weirdness seemed to be closer.

Qu Wuyi was so frightened that he quickly quickened his pace.

The two of them didn't say anything else until then, and just walked towards the door to the eighth floor step by step.

Rumble.

The huge stone door opened.

pat.

Accompanied by an extremely subtle sound.

Ye Wuyou suddenly stopped.

His voice sounded calmly behind Qu Wuyi.

"You go out first."

After a pause, Ye Wuyou added.

"After you get out, go back to Tianji Tower and leave your address. I will come to find you later."

"Ah, what about you?"

Qu Wuyi, who was about to step out of the eighth floor, was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously looked back, but his eyes were slightly stunned.

Ye Wuyou was no longer visible behind him.

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The door to the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison was closed again.

Ye Wuyou put his hands behind his back and walked lightly, step by step, in the dim corridor where he had walked before.

Beneath the calm face, doubts are spreading in the heart.

Ye Wuyou observed Qu Wuyi for a long time, including when he asked Qu Wuyi to keep a certain distance from him just now.

Qu Wuyi can't see those strange things now, but Ye Wuyou can see them clearly.

When Qu Wuyi walked through the passages in the cage, Guiyi just glanced at him and then looked away.

And when he walked through the cage, all the weirdness came close to him, staring at him with empty eyes.

Such a huge difference caused some ripples in Ye Wuyou's heart. When he opened the door to the eighth floor, Qu Wuyi did not notice it, but Ye Wuyou knew that the door of the cage was also opened.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou’s doubts almost reached their peak.

Along with the doubts, there was also a lingering sense of strangeness in my heart.

“I’m a little self-deceiving.”

He spoke to himself and then stopped.

His eyes were fixed on the ground in front of him, which seemed empty to ordinary people.

In the dim candlelight, several strange figures were reflected in the clear black and white pupils.

Half of his body was on the wall and the other half was on the ground. His body was squirming, and the white fat all over his body trembled as he moved forward.

The naked man was walking in the aisle at this moment. His steps were extremely slow, like an old man with gray hair and pale face, but in Ye Wuyou's eyes, he came to him from the prison in just a few steps.

There is no wind here.

But the dim candlelight swayed violently, as if blown by the wind.

The candle flame went out for a moment.

Then it ignited again.

With the dim light, Ye Wuyou's sight passed behind the Wuzu man and the white Tai Sui.

That's the end of the aisle.

Ye Wuyou raised his eyes slightly.

Just then, he saw the mute girl, her body twisted and hanging upside down on the top of the aisle.

At this point, how could Ye Wuyou still not understand that the strange changes in this place were not caused by Qu Wuyi.

But because of myself.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Ye Wuyou's lips.

The corners of his lips moved slightly, and he spoke in a clear voice towards the different strange things in front of him.

"In your eyes, how am I different from before?"

The words received no response.

Of course there will be no response.

To be honest, it would be too difficult for this group of weirdos to give a rational response to Ye Wuyou's words.

Yeah.

Since you can't ask the answer, then find it yourself.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were calm, and his hands that were behind his back were gently loosened, then dropped to his sides, and then gently lifted up and hung in front of him.

After all, the weird ones are different from ordinary practitioners.

Ordinary practitioners will die, get hurt, and feel pain.

But weirdness doesn't.

As long as you keep a breath and don't destroy it alive, the other party will not dissipate and will not be able to escape from this prison.

In other words, this will be the best sandbag.

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath.

Ever since he entered the peak of the sixth realm, even when facing the immortal master of the seventh realm, he always felt that there was something missing. He was far from being in a desperate situation, and naturally had not reached his limit. He never had the opportunity to exert his full strength.

Not happy.

But now, there is this opportunity.

A dark blue figure emerged behind Ye Wuyou. As soon as it appeared, it directly touched the top of the corridor ceiling. The prison trembled and scattered dust.

At this moment, his right eye emitted an extremely scarlet blood-red light, illuminating everything. There was also black flames flowing, and the lonely black shadow of the Guimen Coffin faintly surrounded Ye Wuyou.

The aura emerged, but did not dissipate. Instead, it always stuck tightly to the three inches around Ye Wuyou, like a curtain of water and clouds. If an outsider saw it, they would only feel that Ye Wuyou's figure seemed erratic at this moment.

Ye Wuyou looked at his own aura with some surprise.

There seem to be some new changes in Qi...

But then, he didn't care.

He stretched out his hand and gently hooked his fingertips at the footless man who was standing not far in front of him.

There was laughter, full of contempt and mockery.

"Come on, you bastards."

(End of this chapter)