Looking at Jun Wuyao's painful expression, Jun Wuxie's heart instantly raised.

"I've been to this place..." Jun Wuyao held his forehead, and the sun was swelling and painful. The fragmented pictures were too messy, and he couldn't figure it out at all.

Seeing Jun Wuyao's condition getting worse and worse, Jun Wuxie immediately decided to leave temporarily. She took Jun Wuyao's hand and turned back all the way.

When she returned to the room, Jun Wuyao's condition still did not improve. Jun Wuxie touched his forehead. The high temperature shocked her, but when she checked the pulse, there was no abnormality.

Jun Wuyao was almost in a semi-coma state, lying on the bed, his eyes closed and his eyebrows were frowned into the character Sichuan.

Jun Wuxie kept thinking about what Jun Wuyao said in his mind.

He said that he had been to that underground palace, but when did he go there?

Jun Wuxie had no choice but to sit quietly beside the bed and look at Jun Wuyao's painful expression.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the ground, Su Ruiying walked out the door in panic, holding a pair of black green eyes. Last night, she couldn't close her eyes all night, and was always worried that Jun Wuxie would deal with her. Even when she left the door early in the morning, her expression was very cautious. She attracted a ghost-faced man to ask, and she was sure that Jun Wuxie and the others had no special movement last night. Then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately, before Su Ruiying could breathe, the ghost-faced man suddenly sent a message saying that Jun Wuxie's entourage was sick, so he asked Su Ruiying to go and take a look.

Su Ruiying felt unwilling to do so. She was not a doctor, so why did she ask her for her when she was sick?

However, the panic in his heart made Su Ruiying really rush over.

When he entered the room, Jun Wuxie was sitting by the bed, and the follower was lying quietly on the bed. Su Ruiying tried hard to make the expression on her face look calmer.

"Yan Hai, how did your entourage get sick? Do you need me to invite the doctor over?" Su Ruiying said.

Jun Wuxie slowly raised his eyes, looked at Su Ruiying, and shook his head slightly, "It's not a big problem. Please come here, I have something to say to you."

Su Ruiying's face stuttered.

"What's the matter?"

Jun Wuxie did not speak directly, and looked at the chair beside him.

"Why is Lord Ying so nervous? Don't you sit down and chat?"

Su Ruiying sat down uncomfortable, as if she was calm, but in fact she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She was waiting for Jun Wuxie to speak, but Jun Wuxie seemed not in a hurry. After sitting down, Jun Wuxie's eyes fell on the man on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

As time passed by minute by minute, Su Ruiying's uneasiness continued to deepen in such silence. Just as the fear in her heart reached its peak, Jun Wuxie finally spoke.

"How long has Lord Ying followed the master?" Jun Wuxie suddenly said, his eyes faintly swept across the incense burner with blue smoke coming from the side.

Su Ruiying was slightly stunned and replied subconsciously: "It's been thousands of years, and it's too long, and I can't remember it either."

"So long? But why have you never heard of the Knight of Destruction before? It was only in the past thousand years that some rumors came out." Jun Wuxie said naturally.

Su Ruiying vaguely felt that Jun Wuxie’s problem was a bit strange, but for some reason, she spoke up.
Chapter completed!