The team has six people, but they are obviously divided into two camps.

One is composed of Jingkong, Xingchui, Mu Xue and Lan Ling, and the other is Yunrou and Lingyun.

However, compared to the four people in the front camp, Ling Yun and Yun Rou did not say a word.

It’s not that Yun Rou doesn’t speak, but that the answer she gets every time the topic she raises is either nodding or shaking her head, without a single word of response. If she keeps like this, even if she has a good conversation, she will be cleaned by Ling Yun’s cold temperament. If it weren’t for the fear that he would feel lonely after staying alone, Yun Rou would probably have been involved in the camp of the four people in front.

Recalling the slightest unhappiness that happened just now, Yun Rou couldn't help but wonder if Ling Yun was a Mingzhi's choice.

He and her, regardless of personality, identity, status, and strength, will definitely not be in the same world in the future.

"I'm used to being alone." Ling Yun suddenly spoke on the way to the gate of space.

His implication is very clear, and he doesn't like Yun Rou being by his side, which affects his attention.

"Can you not have to be so straightforward? Besides, you can't stand it even if you have such a distance?"

Ling Yun did not speak, lowered his head again and showed a lot of thoughts, staring at the sword in his hand.

Unlike the previous method of tempering, he has now divided his mind and sensed the handmade, material texture, and even molecular arrangement of this sword.

Yun Rou looked at him as she obviously didn't intend to talk to her, and couldn't help but give him a resentment and quickly caught up with Jingfeng and others' camp in front of her.

When Yun Rou left, Ling Yun almost instinctively raised his head, and then continued to temper the sword in his hand.

Perhaps even he himself didn't understand. When he said the sentence "I'm used to being alone.", did he not want to be disturbed by Yun Rou, or did he not want to be bored by dazed and bored because she wanted to accompany him.

The door to space arrived soon.

It was a black hole, emitting a door of death that was as dark as a black hole.

There are about a thousand swordsmen under the age of 30 in the Heisen Empire. After all, thirty is different from twenty years old, and it takes a full ten years to go.

Among these thousand sword masters, only about half of them really arrived at the temple. And this half of the elite of the empire could actually come out of it in the end, absolutely no more than half of them.

They may be killed by various monsters in the space, by naturally occurring traps, or by other teams after obtaining a treasure.

However, in the face of the opportunity to obtain the holy level skill, no one can resist the temptation of the divine space. Even though they know that there will be at least 60% or 70% chance of death, there are still groups of people who will devote themselves to it without hesitation.

Under the organization of the temple staff, there was no identity discrimination in the arrangement of the team. After a while, it was Ling Yun and others' turn to pay a certain amount of gold coins, the six people entered the dark space gate and stepped into the mysterious and unknown place of fear.

...

This is Lingyun's first entry into the door of space.

But he hopes this is the last time.

The feeling of helplessness of deprivation of all over his body, the darkness and weightlessness enveloped him everywhere. The moment he experienced the door of space, he was like a toy puppet being manipulated, and he could not even control his life and death.

Control is the ultimate goal of every life!

Control your body movements, control your words and deeds, control the energy of the floating world, control the regular movement of the sun, moon and stars, control the life and death of the universe's nebula... and finally, completely control your will and control your life and death!

But just now... all he could do was at the mercy of others!

...

It is obviously not the first time that Yun Rou and others have experienced teleportation such as the Gate of Space.

After all, the symbol of advanced civilization is to master space technology. In their country, formations such as teleportation arrays are not uncommon. Otherwise, with the vast territory of advanced civilization, it would be possible for the patrol warships to fly for 24 hours a day, and they would probably have to fly for several months.

Looking at Ling Yun with an extremely pale face, Yun Rou stopped and asked with concern: "Lin Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

The four people in front looked back at Ling Yun, and saw that he was weak because of one teleportation. Although nothing was revealed on the surface, he must have secretly contempt in his heart. Especially the woman named Mu Xue, there was a hint of control-like smile on the corner of her mouth.

Although it was indeed a bit uncomfortable during teleportation, in their opinion, it was nothing more than weightlessness and hearing for a moment. It was really ridiculous that a third-level sword master became like this because of one teleportation.

They have absolute trust in the gods, and they also blindly believe in the various means and behaviors of the gods. With this mentality, they simply cannot understand how much Ling Yun attaches importance to things that cannot be controlled.

Ling Yun shook his head, without explaining, and began to look at the surrounding environment.

"There is no danger in this area, and the location of the teleportation point has always been very safe. After all, Lord Sword Lord is mostly cultivated by us young people, so it is impossible to frame us." Yun Rou explained, looking at him with some concern: "Let's take a break, anyway, there's a year, so don't worry."

Xingchui, who was standing beside him, obviously couldn't stand Yun Rou being so kind to her, and said lukewarmly: "That's not necessarily. Opportunities are very important in this space. Perhaps because of his delay, he missed the opportunity to get a super item."

"Star drift, you..."

Lan Ling, who was standing by, couldn't help but speak, "Xingchui, we are teammates now, and we should support each other. Lin Cheng may be a little uncomfortable with it for the first time. It's reasonable to let him rest for a while. What's wrong with letting him rest for a while? After all, you have also said that this space opportunity is very important. What is waiting for us in front may be a super item or a high-level monster that destroyed our entire army."

Ling Yun is not a stubborn person. Now his combat effectiveness is probably not as good as a first-level swordsman. Staying in this safe area is the wisest choice.

Therefore, without asking about several teammates, he picked a place on the side and sat down cross-legged.

In his consciousness, he had always had only one person and had no habit of asking others for advice.

As for whether these so-called teammates will protect his safety during this period, that is not something he is considering. He never wholeheartedly handed over his safety to a few people who have only met a few times and are not happy to get along with.

Lan Ling frowned and looked at Ling Yun sitting cross-legged, and felt a little unhappy: "This person is too arrogant. Rou'er, where did you find it? You didn't consider in advance that he would be unsociable?"

Yun Rou sighed softly: "Although he was quite indifferent before, he was not so cold... Maybe he has changed a lot over the past year."

"Look, do you..."

"It's not good to let him join the team."

"It's not a member of the royal family of the Level 6 civilization, it's no big deal."

Yun Rou shook her head: "He has helped me once before. If it weren't for him, I would probably have taken several years to rebuild it... and I think once the battle starts..."

"how?"

"Maybe he will surprise us then."

"Apart from you, not all of us mastered the ultimate sword skills of level 3 or above? What surprises can he give us? Moreover, he is only nineteen years old, what combat experience can he have at the age of nineteen? I'm afraid he can't even compare to Sister Mu Xue." Lan Ling did not continue when he said this.

She shook her head, sighed lightly, and changed her mouth: "Although I don't believe him, I believe you."

"Well, thank you Sister Ling. I'll see the shock wind and the star sagging..."

"You don't understand what they mean to you. If you get so close to Lin Cheng, it will naturally cause a rebound between them. If you don't want to harm him, it's better to stay away from him."

"I treat these two guys completely like Xueer, and I am treating them as my younger brother."

"Oh, what about this Lincheng?"

Yun Rou chuckled lightly and said disrespectfully: "Sister Ling, you really know how to joke with me."

"Are you sure you really have no intention of him? And you have to be clear that the reason why Lin Cheng suddenly had murderous intentions in Jingkong just now is probably because of you. Therefore, you have to be careful when dealing with the relationship between the two of you. If you really don't have this idea, it would be better to contact him less in the future."

"Because of me?" Yun Rou couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "How is it possible? We have only met a few times."
Chapter completed!