"Everyone, stay safe and sound." A slender figure came from far to near.

Dongfang Min was extremely shocked when he saw Yu Wenrui. He froze for a moment, and even forgot that he was still fighting Yu Wenjue.

Of course, compared to Dongfang Min, Yu Wenjue's excitement and joy are not low.

"Yu Wenrui, you have changed a lot." Dongfang Min looked at her with sharp eyes for a while before saying.

After more than ten years, there is quite a feeling that things are right and people are wrong.

Yu Wenrui's facial features have been fixed, with sharp brows, clear eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips. Over the years, she has grown a lot taller, tall and straight, and she is no longer the short child she was back then.

The only thing that remains the same is probably her expressionless, paralyzed face.

Yu Wenrui pursed his lips, casually glanced at Dongfang Min and the undead behind him, and said, "The leader of Dongfang has not changed at all."

"Sister Rui!" Just as Yu Wenjue came back to his senses, he limped to Yu Wenrui's side with his injured body, and gave her a bear hug.

For a long time, he reluctantly let go of his sister, only to realize that tears welled up in his eyes. He wiped away the tears and dirt on his face with his sleeve, and gave Yu Wenrui a big smile childishly.

Yu Wenrui slightly raised his head to look at his younger brother who was taller than himself, looking at his face that resembled Su Han and resembled Yu Wengan, a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

Yu Wenrui couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. There was the joy of reunion after a long absence, some sour and swollen sadness, and some emotions similar to the responsibility of family affection. Many emotions were mixed in his heart, countless and unknown.

This child has grown up quite a bit. His sharp-edged face is like Yu Wengan, his slender eyebrows and watery eyes are like Su Han, his high nose bridge, and sharp lips are like Yu Wengan's. Look at his strong and strong body. Board, presumably also under a lot of hard work.

"It's all dirty, and it's such a big man, and it's still so childish!" Yu Wenrui raised his hand to scratch the tip of Yu Wenjue's nose, and his flat voice was tinged with a touch of warm emotion.

Looking at her younger brother's wounded appearance, she actually felt a little distressed and angry.

When she was still in the distance, she caught a sharp glimpse of Yu Wenjue and Dongfang Min exercising martial arts, but it was not so much a competition as Dongfang Min bullying Yu Wenjue unilaterally.

Yu Wenrui said: "Dongfang Min, you know that Yu Wenjue can't beat you." She turned her head to Dongfang Min, with reproach and questioning in her tone.

A congregation behind Dongfang Min angrily scolded: "Hmph, who are you, how dare you be rude to the leader!"

"How dare you call the leader's name directly!"

The other congregants booed one after another, shouting and attacking, hoping that Dongfang Min could show Yu Wenrui some color.

Dongfang Min waved his hands and raised his voice, "Shut up, don't be rude!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't understand why their leader became so polite.

But only Dongfang Min knew that he wanted to secretly use his mental power to perceive Yu Wenrui's cultivation status, but he couldn't detect it anyway.

Moreover, Yu Wenrui seemed to be aware of something, and cast a gloomy and provocative gaze at him. The sense of oppression at that moment made Dongfang Min, a ghost who had lived for more than 300 years, breathless.

This made Dongfang Min realize that Yu Wenrui's cultivation might have surpassed him, but Dongfang Min had no sense of crisis for so many years, and let Yu Wenrui grow to this point leisurely.

Outsiders can't even figure out the way to fight the gods. The eyes of the two separated as soon as they met. The undead didn't even know what happened.

Yu Wenjue, whose cultivation had barely reached an advanced level, was able to see a thing or two. He was shocked by the aura between the two, and unconsciously grabbed Yu Wenrui's sleeve.

Dongfang Min's eyes showed strong vigilance, but he politely said: "I can't blame you for this matter, you can ask Yu Wenjue yourself."

Yu Wenjue explained: "Yang Muzhen is afraid of the dark and has been in a coma for several years in the land of the dead. Dongfang Min said that if I can defeat him, he promised me to rescue Yang Muzhen."

"But Sister Rui, with my current level of cultivation, I'm really no match for Dongfang Min!" Yu Wenjue said angrily, his tone full of shame for himself.

Why is it that I have worked so hard to retreat and practice, but I am always inferior to Dongfang Min?Sister Kerui had clearly told him that he was extremely talented!

Yu Wenrui looked at him silently for a while, and criticized: "Eager for quick success! You have only retreated for six or seven years, how can you compare with Dongfang Min in terms of cultivation!"

Yu Wenjue's eyes were filled with anxiety: "But Yang Mujin's body is getting worse and worse. If it continues to drag on, I'm afraid..."

Yu Wenrui raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect this younger brother to care so much about Yang Mujin's life.

Yu Wenrui sighed, she knew that the gap in cultivation was an insurmountable gap, and it was not achieved overnight.

After a moment of silence, she persuasively said: "To improve your cultivation and break through yourself, you must find your own weaknesses and work hard to break through the bottleneck."

Yu Wenrui took out a medicine bottle from the space ring, poured out a brown elixir and handed it to Yu Wenjue, saying, "Take this recovery elixir, and fight Dongfang Min again."

Yu Wenjue swallowed the pill as promised.

Miraculously, the wound on his body didn't hurt at all, and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He felt that his physical strength, which was on the verge of exhaustion, was recovering, and within a quarter of an hour, his body returned to its original state.

Yu Wenjue tried to move his muscles and bones, feeling that he was full of strength.

"Eastern Hierarch, don't use magic, just fight Yu Wenjue with your fists, do you have any objection?"

Dongfang Min sneered and accepted it readily. He silently recited a spell to temporarily transform his undead body into a real body.

Yu Wenjue, who had regained his physical strength, couldn't wait to swing his right fist and hit Dongfang Min's face. Dongfang Min raised his left hand to block the punch, and then turned to capture, pinching his right wrist. Yu Wenjue struggled a few times, stunned Did not break free.

The right hand was controlled, Yu Wenjue raised his left hand suddenly, swayed it on Dongfang Min's face, and threw it straight at his abdomen. Dongfang Min seemed to have expected it, and lightly raised his right hand to catch his left hand , slammed Yu Wenjue to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall.

Yu Wenjue grinned in pain, barely stood up.

Yu Wenrui could see the problem of Yu Wenjue in just one round. It was nothing more than a long time of retreat, but no one was an opponent, and his actual combat experience was seriously lacking.

She said unceremoniously: "Yu Wenjue, it is undoubtedly an irrational decision to choose to strike first when there is no certainty of winning with one blow! Realization is not the same as fighting. You must find out the opponent's strength, and don't act like a reckless man. !"

"Looking at the number of ways you punch, there are too many fancy movements. Each punch seems to be powerful, but in fact it has little effect, and when you punch, the other hand does not subconsciously protect the vitals of your body. You have completely exposed your weaknesses to the opponent!"

"The last point, your body is seriously uncoordinated. Your upper body is constantly moving, but your lower body is motionless like a wooden stake. Your flexibility is extremely poor!"

Yu Wenrui's speech was very fast, Yu Wenjue barely digested it, and then realized that he was not good enough.

Dongfang Min also nodded and said: "Your sister is right, but these questions, if you play a few more games with your talent, you will naturally accumulate experience and lessons!"

Dongfang Min stared at Yu Wenrui with falcon-like eyes, as if he had developed a great interest in her.

"Yu Wenjue is not yet worthy to be my opponent. In other words, with his current strength, he cannot save Yang Mujin."

He paused, and asked: "How about the third princess, I wonder if you are interested in being my opponent? Use dark magic to compete with me!"

The undead behind Dongfang Min suddenly realized this time, it turned out that this is another royal lineage who has awakened the dark element, and this one looks very powerful, even the leader is very polite!

Yu Wenrui raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

Dongfang Min provocatively said: "Why, the third princess dare not?"

Yu Wenrui said disdainfully: "Choose this princess as your opponent, but you need an appearance fee, I'm afraid that you will lose completely..."

"Oh?" Dongfang Min looked at her with interest: "I wonder what the third princess wants?"

"If you win, in addition to curing Yang Mujin, you also have to hand over the gem 'Tears of the Undead' to this princess!"

Dongfang Min's complexion changed drastically, why does this person know everything!

After thinking about it for a while, he felt relieved. This person was never a "Third Princess". I remembered that she herself said that she was sent by the highest will to this continent to deal with the Creator God and liberate the undead.

Dongfang Min's expression eased a little: "If you want to get the tears of the undead, you must first lift the restriction that the Creator God left in the land of the undead, I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Tears of the Undead is rumored to be a gem refined from the sincere tears of countless undead collected by the Creator God when he created the Land of the Undead. With this treasure, he can unify the Land of the Undead and order all the undead to do things for him.

But such a gem was used by the Chuangshi God to suppress the undead, so that the undead could not resist and escape. To exist, you have to break the restriction of the Creator God to go out.

This place is like a huge prison. Dongfang Min has the guts to come in but can't get out. For so many years, he has been trying to weaken the restriction. Although the results are small every time, it is not in vain. There is something strange in the land of the dead, and I feel that the resentment is leaking and the restraint is loose.

Furthermore, Dongfang Minxiao has thought about this gem for a long time. If he can command the army of undead, with such a big help, Dongfang Min will overthrow the Yuwen Dynasty and defeat the God of Creation just around the corner.

Now that his treasure-hunting plan has been forcibly intervened by this "omniscient" Yu Wenrui, I don't know what changes will arise.

Yuwen Ruizhi said with confidence: "As long as you win, the princess can solve the forbidden matter by herself."

Dongfang Min rolled his eyes and pretended to grit his teeth and said, "Deal!"

He just doesn't believe in this evil, and the worst thing is, if Yu Wenrui wins the fight with him, it will definitely consume a lot of physical strength, plus the mana consumed to break the restriction, I am afraid that Yu Wenrui's body will be extremely weak by then.

Soldiers never tire of cheating, so Dongfang Min can take advantage of her weakness to seize the treasure and order the world...

As soon as Dongfang Min's fox tail curled up, Yu Wenrui knew what he was planning. All I could say was that Dongfang Min underestimated her too much!

"Sister Rui, can you do it?" Yu Wenjue tugged on her sleeve, worried.

Yu Wenrui smiled at him and nodded.

The author has something to say: I will see the saint after finishing the work in the land of the dead~

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