Master, after his soul is gone

Chapter 83

"Ah Zhi!"

Just when Yan Yuzhi felt his consciousness gradually disappearing, a familiar voice came from beside his ear.

Listening to that angry voice, Yan Yuzhi felt a little regretful.

How he wished that Wen Qizhou could come a little later, and if he was a little later, he would be successful.

But the world is unpredictable, not long after Wen Qizhou went to the kitchen, he felt something strange in his heart, as if he realized something, Wen Qizhou left the things on the stove, ordered his servants, and hurried back .

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Yuzhi collapsed by the desk, with blood continuously spilling from his wrist, his face was unreasonably pale.

Hurriedly hugging the man into his arms, a purple light glowed in his hand, which stopped the blood on Yan Yuzhi's wrist, and took advantage of the situation to create a white cloth, briefly treated the wound, and then looked at the man in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

After all, the blood loss was serious, Yan Yuzhi forced a weak smile, "Didn't your lord see what I want to do?"

"Why don't you come back later? A little later, it's fine..."

As the words fell, Yan Yuzhi completely lost consciousness and fell into a coma, without hearing Wen Qizhou's anxious cry at all.

Carefully put the person back on the bed, Wen Qizhou called a doctor for diagnosis and treatment.

It's just that he came back in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Staring at the pale man, Wen Qizhou's face was extremely ugly. He never thought that Yan Yuzhi would ask for death when he was not paying attention.

"Azhi, what are you going to do?"

Taking a deep breath, Wen Qizhou suddenly thought that every time Yan Yuzhi had a good look towards him, he seemed to have to do something to escape, but this time it was even worse, leaving completely.

Thinking of this, Wen Qizhou's face became a little ugly.

So much so that when Yan Yuzhi woke up on the third day, he found that the wrist he had played with was lightly tied together with a ribbon.

He moved his wrist a little, although it didn't hurt, but it also restricted his freedom.

Turning his head to look at the bandaged wrist, Yan Yuzhi couldn't help laughing wryly, facing the person sitting next to him who didn't know when, "Why bother?"

If I had known earlier that he should stick to his heart, the solution would be faster.

Stretching out his hand to pinch Shang Yan Yuzhi's chin, Wen Qizhou said coldly, "Why did you do this?"

Yan Yuzhi smiled, "Don't your lord know? I just want to leave."

"I'm tired, really tired, I don't want to play these superficial games with you anymore."

"But this time it didn't work out again, what a pity."

Seeing that the anger in Qi Zhou's eyes was even worse, Yan Yuzhi smiled, "Why, Your Majesty looks very angry?"

"Oh yes, you haven't got the other half of my spiritual root yet, so you definitely don't want me to die."

As soon as it fell, Wen Qizhou asked with suppressed anger, "Ah Zhi, it was clear a few days ago that you were fine, why did you come out like this again?"

Hearing this question, Yan Yuzhi curled his lips, "It's just me pretending, why should your lord care?"

"Could it be that you pretended to be too similar to convince your lord?"

Seeing that his face was a bit ugly, the corners of Yan Yuzhi's mouth raised a lot of smiles.

"It's a pity, I still underestimated His Majesty's ability to react, and stopped him so quickly."

"However, His Majesty only tied me with a ribbon, isn't he afraid that I will break free?"

Wen Qizhou glanced at him lightly, "Could it be that you want to change to a rope?"

Yan Yuzhi chuckled, unable to tell whether it was approval or denial, but the mockery in his eyes made Wen Qizhou frown.

Cursing his lower lip lightly, Yan Yuzhi looked at him, "My suggestion is that Your Majesty can change, or if you give me another chance, Your Majesty will really not be able to see the spiritual roots."

Wen Qizhou couldn't help turning cold, "Ah Zhi did it on purpose."

Yan Yuzhi nodded, "That's right, it was on purpose. Was the lord fooled?"

"I'm serious, if you change the rope now and tie it tighter, I really have no chance of escaping."

"But if you insist..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Zhou interrupted him lightly, "If you continue, I will replace this silk with an iron chain."

Yan Yuzhi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Okay."

Wen Qizhou choked, and for a long time didn't know what to say.

But having said that, Wen Qizhou was still reluctant to replace it with iron chains, and was still slightly tied with silk.

In this regard, Yan Yuzhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, after all, his aggressive method was still useful.

With this incident, Wen Qizhou took a closer look at Yan Yuzhi, there was no sharp object in the room, even when he was eating, he watched it himself, and then asked someone to take it away.

Because of the excessive blood loss, Yan Yuzhi has indeed been very peaceful these few days.

It can be heard that Qi Zhou did not dare to relax his vigilance, for fear that something would happen if he accidentally said something.

However, Yan Yuzhi has not been idle in the past few days, and asked Wen Qizhou to bring the brief history of the clan that he hadn't read last time.

Unexpectedly, he really found the Falling Immortal Terrace he heard in his dream.

It is mentioned in the brief history of the Eryu clan that in the battle between immortals and demons, Qi Xianjun jumped from the Falling Immortal Terrace to protect all living beings in Eryu, and put up a barrier for the Eryu clan with all his cultivation.

Eryu's ancestors were overwhelmed and there was no news. Several years later, Qi Xianjun returned with demonic energy and became the demon king of the Eryu clan, but the ancestors never appeared again.

Since then, the Falling Immortal Terrace has become a forbidden place for the demons, and no one is allowed to enter.

When he saw this, Yan Yuzhi's heart ached uncontrollably, as if...he had experienced this before.

Taking a breath, Yan Yuzhi suddenly remembered that in the nightmare left by Luo Chen, Eryu's ancestor and Qi Xianjun were him and Wen Qizhou.

But at this moment, he doesn't care about the so-called past and present, at least knowing where the Falling Immortal Platform is is the most important thing.

After an unknown amount of time, a maid walked in with a tray, "Your Majesty, it's time for lunch."

Not caring about her address, Yan Yuzhi put Eryu Jianshi aside, and nodded gently.

"Why didn't Wen Qizhou come?"

The maid bowed her head and said, "His Majesty said that he has something to deal with today, so let the servants come to serve His Majesty's meal."

Yan Yuzhi stared at her for a while, but said nothing, got up and walked to the table.

After eating slowly, Yan Yuzhi pursed his lips and looked at her, "By the way, bring some fruit over later, I want to eat it."

The maid immediately responded, "Yes, servant girl, let's go get ready."

In the next few days, all the maids came to deliver meals, but they were all different people.

If he hadn't known Wen Qizhou a little bit, Yan Yuzhi would have been fooled by this trick.

Yan Yuzhi took the initiative to mention, "I heard that Qi Zhou is still busy today?"

The maid should claim to be.

Yan Yuzhi curled his lips, "Okay, I understand."

After two days, Wen Qizhou seemed to be really relieved of himself, and obviously felt that the guards were loosened, and the maid became one.

This realization made Yan Yuzhi very happy.

That night, Yan Yuzhi asked someone to bring a pen and paper, but no one knew what he wrote, so it was put in an envelope.

Early the next morning, it was still the maid who delivered the breakfast.

Handed the envelope to her, and told her to remember to hand it to Wen Qizhou, and the maid responded.

But just as she was about to leave with her things, Yan Yuzhi knocked her out from behind.

After dragging him to the bed and lying down, he quickly fled through the rear window to find the location of the Falling Immortal Terrace.

Since he didn't ask about the relevant location at the beginning, Yan Yuzhi could only search around, and finally saw the place where the word "forbidden place" was written after an hour.

Regardless of his physical discomfort, Yan Yuzhi walked forward quickly.

When he finally walked to the door, his body was already soaked in sweat.

But the closer he got, the more obvious he could feel the strangeness of his body.

An inexplicable emotion came to my mind, it was unwillingness, grievance, anger, but no fear.

He even sensed the kindness, as if he also belonged here, waiting for him to approach.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Yuzhi reached out to push the door open, but an invisible force stopped him.

It seemed that he didn't want to move on.

This realization startled him, and he looked at the scene in front of him suspiciously.

After waiting for a while, the sense of disobedience gradually dissipated, and Yan Yuzhi pushed the door open and entered.

Into the eyes is a lavender barrier, I don't know if it is his illusion, after seeing himself, the purple is even more eye-catching.

He also walked forward along the traction.

He stretched out his hand for a while, and he passed through it. At the same time, he seemed to hear Wen Qizhou's voice.

But he didn't have the mind to take care of it anymore, and he would be relieved immediately.

Passing through the barrier, there is a long step ten feet away that only one person can pass through. Going forward, there is a square platform, and the surroundings are in darkness.

But the lightning that flashes from time to time seems to prove that this place is not so boring.

Walking slowly towards the square platform, the smile on the corner of Yan Yuzhi's mouth became more and more obvious.

But just when he was halfway there, Wen Qizhou's voice sounded behind him.

"Azhi, please stop."

Yan Yuzhi pursed his lips, and his steps became faster and faster.

Finally arrived at Fangtai, it can be heard that Qi Zhou followed closely behind.

Turning his head, looking at Wen Qizhou who was only three feet away from him, Yan Yuzhi curled his lips, "Don't come here."

Wen Qizhou hurriedly responded, "Okay, I won't come here, but Ah Zhi, it's dangerous here, can we go back and talk about something?"

Yan Yuzhi shook his head, "Not good."

"I think I like it here very much, and even have a feeling that this is where I belong."

"So, how about you let me go?"

Looking at the man with a smile on his lips, Wen Qizhou took a deep breath, "You come back with me, and I will let you leave through the gate of the Eryu clan, okay?"

Yan Yuzhi still shook his head, "Not good."

"Go back with you, it's easy to be tricked by you back to the room, and then you can't do anything."

"But if I leave here, I can no longer be restrained by you."

As he spoke, the smile on the corner of Yan Yuzhi's mouth became more obvious, but there were waves of strangeness in his heart, which made him half kneel down in pain.

Wen Qizhou was about to step forward in a hurry, but Yan Yuzhi raised his head and said angrily, "Stand there and don't move."

Seeing the worried expression on the man's face, Yan Yuzhi laughed out loud, "Ah Zhou seems to be very concerned about me, why don't we have a chat?"