When Xing Chun returned to check on Mei Chengyu and Zhongli Shan, he sighed with relief. Then he turned to look at the flames above the Mountain Wall and began to worry again.
Just how was he supposed to put out this damn thing?
If the flames could be extinguished and didn't devour Five Elements Qi, he would have taken the others out of here long ago.
After his Five Elements Qi had mostly recovered, Xing Chun walked across the frozen underground river toward the flames on the opposite bank, unaware that Mei Chengyu's fingertips had twitched faintly.
Mei Chengyu's consciousness was half muddled and half clear. He could gradually sense the warmth and chill around him, as well as the sounds, but he still couldn't wake up.
Every now and then, he could hear Xing Chun sighing and talking to himself.
Xing Chun was lonely on his own. Though both his good brothers were lying there, he still habitually spoke to them, sharing his guesses.
The words Mei Chengyu heard most often were:
"When are you two gonna wake up?"
"When can we get out of this damn place?"
"Let's get some roasted buns when we're out."
Xing Chun was holding up all right. Most of the time, he studied the terrain and the flames. Only after his Five Elements Qi ran out would he come back, and the three of them would sit side by side against the passage wall.
Even through the haze, Mei Chengyu could hear many people's voices. They were indistinct and distant, impossible to make out clearly. Some sounded like they were babbling madly, while others seemed to have appeared in his memories before.
He also heard Yu Sui's voice.
It was the familiar "Senior Martial Brother" he often heard from her.
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