Every night, there are always a few piaos knocking on the door

Under Luo Weiyu's comfort, Han Jiyong gradually calmed down, transformed into a human form, hugged his waist tightly, and buried his head in his shoulder, only then did Luo Weiyu feel his tears, different from his tears. The warm current of the cold sea water flows from the shoulders to the heart.

Luo Weiyu held back the throbbing pain in his heart, and patted his back lightly, "What's wrong? Don't cry, don't cry."

Han Jiyong raised his face with red and swollen eyes, reached out and pressed his chest, "Here, does it hurt?"

Luo Weiyu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, a little at a loss.

Han Jiyong showed some aggrieved expression, lowered his head, and whispered something.

"……What did you say?"

"No……"

Luo Weiyu lowered her eyes.Han Jiyong thought he didn't hear it, but in fact he heard it clearly - what Han Jiyong said was: "When your heart hurts, my tears will not be shed in vain."

He just couldn't ignore the momentary palpitations, so he wanted to pretend that he didn't understand anything, but what happened to the inexplicable picture, or memory?

Ling Chuan took a rare moment of nervousness, and walked over to change the topic, "Then, how can we restore Hualongchi?"

Luo Weiyu came back to his senses, and walked closer to take a closer look.

Everyone stared at the slowly flowing pool water with bated breath, while Ling Chuan was always paying attention to the changes around him, in order to rescue Luo Weiyu as soon as the vortex surged.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Qing Kong suddenly said to Han Jiyong: "What did you see just now?"

Han Jiyong was taken aback for a moment.

"You just looked like you were haunted by something. Is it because of that statue?"

Han Jiyong opened his mouth, wanting to refute that it was not just a statue, but he couldn't help but look at Luo Weiyu when he reached the point of his mouth, and finally said nothing.

Qingkong frowned, "It's very worrying, Luo Weiyu was in a hurry just now."

Han Jiyong silently nodded.

After a while, Ao Yang suddenly said: "Be careful, the whirlpool is coming again."

When Ling Chuan heard this, a halo of body protection immediately swept Luo Weiyu over, and a huge vortex appeared at his original position in the next second.

Ling Chuan patted his chest in fear—it's okay, it's okay, there is no danger, there is no danger.

Ao Yang asked: "How? Did you see anything?"

Luo Weiyu nodded and said: "Almost, the Four Spirits Xuanji Formation set up by the four spirits is based on a whole wall of the Hualong Pond. Because the Hualong Pond was damaged, one piece is missing. What is needed now is a jade Hualong Pond. The ore of the same material as the wall is used to complete the seal."

Ling Chuan first asked: "Even if the Xuanji formation is completed, spiritual power will still leak from the damaged gap?"

"So, after that, we need to set up a whole set of 64 spirit-binding arrays at the patch."

64 Binding Spirit Formation... Ling Chuan suddenly felt a pain in his egg.

64 The cost of the spirit-binding formation requires four people to draw sixteen formations each, and finally set the formation seal together.

"But..." Luo Weiyu looked at Ao Yang, "Master Dragon King, can you find ore with the same material as the wall of Hualong Pool?"

Ao Yang hesitated for a moment, gave him a strange look, and said, "Actually... this is not ore, but the tortoise shell that Xuanwu lost among the four spirits back then."

The four holy beasts can be of four groups, but what the four spirits usually refer to is only the holy beasts conceived on that day.