Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

Chapter 211 Chapter 210 A Lonely Grave

"Don't think too bad of me."

"Do you think that good people in this world are always good people?"

Lu Shaoyun frowned and added another sentence with a slightly strange expression, perhaps thinking of some memories that he didn't want to recall.

Yan Yun observed the other party calmly. She was not sure whether the other party believed her, but there was nothing she could do. It seemed that she had done something wrong again.

She concealed the sadness in her eyes and continued to play the role of a person who was at a loss because of betrayal. It seemed that her loss brought joy to the other party. Lu Shaoyun reached out his hand to her.

In his palm, there was a bottle of pills. "It's free."

The jade bottle is crystal clear, and you can see the pills inside. The spiritual energy contained in it is compelling, and it is an excellent healing medicine.

Yan Yun hesitated for a moment, slowly reached out his hand to take it, but did not take it immediately.

She accepted it because of his kindness, which also meant that the two of them would stand on the same line from now on.

"Are you afraid that I'll poison you?" Lu Shaoyun leaned closer, his eyebrows raised, "Don't worry, I'm the only one, how can I enter this secret underwater realm?"

The fog dissipated at this moment, and the faint light from the sky also seemed hazy in the fog that had not yet dissipated. Yan Yun looked at his half-smile and felt a little dizzy. She drew a ray of life energy into her heart, and then she regained her clarity.

"You think too much." Yan Yun lowered his eyes, "Your elixir is precious, I can't bear to use it."

A trace of annoyance flashed across Lu Shaoyun's eyes, and he looked down upon her appearance, "Tsk."

The fog dissipated and the true appearance of the place was revealed. They then realized that they were standing in front of a grave.

The grave is very large, and the tombstone on it is very old, full of cracks, and has no words on it.

Lu Shaoyun turned around and walked to the tombstone, but he couldn't make out what it was. He cursed, "What the hell." Yan Yun also took a few looks. After the fog dissipated, the surrounding air became strange. There was clearly nothing except spiritual energy, but there was another kind of fluctuation of energy.

what is this?
She walked around the tomb. It was unremarkable, so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary. Duocai said that this was the safest place. The safest place did not mean there was no danger.

This feeling seems a little familiar. When did it happen?

Lu Shaoyun didn't have that much patience. He picked up the sword and split the tombstone with sparks and lightning. The fragile tombstone turned into powder in an instant and scattered all over the ground.

At the same time, an intangible force seemed to force its way into her sea of ​​consciousness, squeezing it into a ball. The pain made her frown, and she quickly used her spiritual power to expel the force.

She met Lu Shaoyun's eyes and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

"Ethereal power." Duocai spoke quickly. Even though it disappeared quickly, it was an advanced system and was detected in minutes.

Aetherial force? Yan Yun thought for a moment, looked at the tombstone powder still remaining on the ground, and silently swept it up and put it into the storage bag under Lu Shaoyun's puzzled gaze.

"Can you please stop picking up trash at this time?" Lu Shaoyun frowned. No, can you also pick up trash from tombstones?
"Host, explode. You can't escape unless you break the impasse."

It cannot detect what good stuff is inside. In this case, it must be identified first before the information can be obtained from the database.

Just as Lu Shaoyun was about to say something, Yan Yun reached out and blew up the tomb.

There was a coffin made of red crystal, so red that blood seemed to drip from it. It was also inlaid with many gems, which reflected the colorful light of colored glaze under the sunlight, almost blinding Yan Yun's eyes.

Such a luxurious and high-end coffin forms a sharp contrast with this lonely grave which can be described as desolate.

The surroundings were deathly quiet. Even just now, there was the sound of wind and Lu Shaoyun's breathing.