In the death purgatory, the talented people, who were originally delicate and expensive, were so tired that they could not care about their image. They collapsed on the ground, looking slightly tired from the vicissitudes of life.
"The army of corpses has fallen, then when can we get out?"
"It's hard to say."
The geniuses were both happy and sad at the same time. They were happy that the army of corpses had fallen, but they were sad that they had no way out of this death purgatory.
At this time, Feng Xinglan and others looked at each other, and then walked in the direction of Yunzheng.
Yu Qiu frowned and said, "There's something not right about this."
"Indeed, we still need to be cautious." Zhongli Wuyuan nodded in agreement.
"I'm afraid it will happen again." Yunzheng sighed helplessly.
Mo Jing, Mu Yin, and Feng Xinglan were confused. They had no idea what Yunzheng and the others were talking about.
Mo Jing frowned and asked with a puzzled expression.
"No, what did you mean by what you just said?"
Yunzheng laughed and replied, "We may have to fight a protracted war, so we should restore our physical and spiritual power first."
Feng Xinglan was stunned when he heard the words 'protracted war', and then stretched out his hands in the direction of Yunzheng.
Yunzheng looked up at him doubtfully.
Just listen to Feng Xinglan say seriously: "Drinking spiritual wine can restore one's spiritual power faster. Enjoy some spiritual wine."
Fengyun friends: "..."
"Here, here you go." Yunzheng said with a hint of helplessness and indulgence on her lips. She took out a jar of spiritual wine from the storage space and handed it to Feng Xinglan's hand.
Mu Yin watched eagerly as the jar of spirit wine fell into Feng Xinglan's hands, and then said excitedly:
"I want to drink too!"
Mo Jing immediately raised his hand and said, "Add me."
Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Drinking after the war is the most pleasant."
"I also want to have a few drinks." Nangong Qingqing smiled.
"I want to change the taste." Yan Chen looked straight at the jar of spiritual wine, with a little desire in his eyes, and his Adam's apple slid.
He really took too many pills just now.
"..." Feng Xinglan swept their "wolf-like" gazes, slowly looked down at the wine jar in his hand, and silently hid it in his arms.
Yunzheng shook her head with a smile, and took another jar of spiritual wine and handed it to Yu Qiu.
"You guys drink first."
"Zheng Zheng, don't you drink?" Nangong Qingqing heard this and looked at her in surprise.
"I'll go check on Bai Lianye first and see if I can get any useful information out of him."
Fengyun friends said: "He has many tricks, we will go with you."
Hearing this, Yunzheng didn't refuse much.
When the eight of them returned to their original positions, the other geniuses were also relaxing.
Xie Lin, Lou Junche and Ji Ci all sat down on the floor.
Ji Ci was using the spiritual power of the light element to heal the wounds of Xie Lin and the two of them. A faint white light twined around his fingertips. Wherever the white light fell, the wounds were slowly healing.
Although Xie Lin was sitting, his eyes followed the red figure. His expression was solemn and there was a bit of inquiry in his eyes.
At this time, Lou Junche said: "I heard that the young master of the Di family came from Dongzhou, so why are there so many talented companions around her? They seem to have such a tacit understanding."
Ji Ci suddenly stopped his hand. He raised his eyes and looked over. He saw the girl in red talking and laughing with the people next to her, with sincere joy lingering on her brows.
He lowered his eyes and said in a slightly lonely tone, "Yeah..." Who are they?
Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the left, "They were originally my disciples from Shengtian Island, and they also came from that barren Dongzhou!"
Xie Lin and the others looked for the sound, and saw a group of young disciples wearing Shengtian Island sect uniforms sitting tiredly on the left side.
The person who just spoke was the leader of Shengtian Island. He had an ordinary appearance and there were a few fresh blood stains on his face.
Wei Jiumu?!
Lou Junche's eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized, "It turns out he is a disciple of your Holy Heaven Island."
Wei Jiumu sneered, "They have betrayed Shengtian Island and are not worthy to be Shengtian Island's disciples."
"Senior brother, they did not betray." Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman Jiang Yuning frowned and argued in a low voice.
When other Shengtian Island disciples heard this, some agreed, while others hesitated to speak.
After all, few people refuted Wei Jiumu's words.
Wei Jiumu glared at Jiang Ningyu warningly, and said in a deep tone, "Stop talking."
Jiang Ningyu lowered her eyes.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Xuan's voice came, "I don't think they would betray the sect."
"Xuanyuan Xuan, how can you, an outsider, know about our Holy Heaven Island?" Wei Jiumu said coldly.
Xuanyuan Xuan sneered and did not answer his words.
Wei Jiumu's face suddenly turned gloomy.
At this moment, a man with bronzed skin and short curly hair was sitting on the ground and taking a rest. He sniffed hard and seemed to smell something. He closed his eyes obsessively.
A few seconds later, Bei Mingfeng suddenly opened his eyes and looked around hurriedly.
"Who brought the spirit wine? It smells so good!"
As soon as these words came out, all the geniuses immediately sniffed the smell in the air.
It's really a little more sweet.
It seems to be fruit wine.
Looking for the source of the smell, I saw several figures sitting in the distance... on small benches with their backs to them. At this time, I saw a young man in black clothes raising a glass of wine and heading in their direction.
I took a look.
The next moment, the young man was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily and raised his glass in their direction.
It seems to be respecting them.
All the geniuses: "..." I kind of want to beat someone up.
Bei Mingfeng couldn't help but get up and limped towards the direction of Fengyun Team.
"Young Master, where are you going..." The disciples of Beiming Family were confused.
He ran over and immediately cupped his hands towards Fengyun Team, smiling and saying: "Fellow Taoists, I just smelled the aroma of your wine, so I came here to ask for a glass of spiritual wine to warm my stomach."
Mo Jing stood up suddenly and immediately leaned over to pour a glass of wine.
"Come on, brother, I'll pour you a drink. After you drink it, you can go back to rest and recuperate, and prepare for the next battle."
When he handed it to Bei Mingfeng, he generously held his shoulders and led him towards the direction of the geniuses.
"What's your name?"
Bei Mingfeng was shocked for a moment by his enthusiasm, and laughed when he reacted, "My name is Bei Mingfeng, and I am the young master of the Beiming family!"
Mo Jing smiled and said: "After drinking this glass of wine, we all know each other."
Bei Mingfeng nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "That's that."
Yunzheng and others watched Mo Jing send Bei Mingfeng back all the way, and almost couldn't help laughing.
Yu Qiu curled his lips, "Mo Jing is afraid that others will stay here too long and not have enough spiritual wine."
"The spirit wine refined by Azheng will indeed become addictive once you drink it." Mu Yin said with a smile.