Lingxuan's cheeks were crimson, and while taking the lotus, her body struggled lightly a few times and said, "Wang, let me down!"

"Sister Lingxuan, just let him hold it" Xi Xi couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling and said: "I heard that women will love more deeply and cherish more only after they have been hurt." ”

Ling Xuan directly buried her face in Yang Ling's arms in shame and didn't dare to raise her head.

Yang Ling was also a little embarrassed, and gently flicked his head and said, "Little girl, where did you learn a mess." ”

"Wow, husband, you are so fierce, you actually brought Sister Lingxuan home!" Han Xinglin's brain hole was as big as ever, as soon as the boat docked, she pulled Long Youyou and ran over with a smile.

"Old ...... Husband ......" Long Youyou hugged a bundle of lotus canopies, and looked at Yang Ling very nervously and carefully, with both expectation and nervousness in his eyes.

Uh~, Yang Ling's face darkened suddenly, and he glared at Han Xinglin fiercely, "You taught it, see if I don't punish you hard at night!"

Han Xinglin immediately blushed and glanced at Yang Ling with a slightful look, "Husband, what you said, you have to talk about it!"

"Hee-hee, brother-in-law has to work hard at night!"

Yang Ling's face is even darker, the more women there are, the less fuel-efficient they are, and it seems that he really can't take care of it.

"Brother-in-law, Sister Lingxuan, come over and eat fruit!" Xue Yurong walked out of the wooden house, holding a plate of fruit in her hand and placing it on a stone table in front of the house.

After a while, Xue Yuqin, Sun Xiaojing, and Yun Xi also came out with melon seeds and fruits, and soon filled the stone table, and finally Han Xue came out with Ah Mo with barbecue.

In an instant, the quiet lake bay became lively, and in the face of a group of warblers and swallows, Yang Ling felt too busy to be busy.

……

Compass space, test in the canyon.

Ding Cong and Chu Yuan were like two wild men lying in the seventh-layer canyon, looking at the cliff more than ten kilometers high, their faces were constantly twitching.

"Is it that the compass elf is broken, why didn't you call the second child to get us out for so many days?" Ding Cong muttered to himself.

"Don't mention this animal, maybe you're marrying a wife again!" Chu Yuan said viciously.

Ding Cong grabbed it in the air casually, and a large bunch of grapes fell into the waterhole and swayed a few times, then shook off the water droplets and covered his face directly, muttering while eating: "It's really possible, we have been climbing for more than a thousand years, according to the urine nature of this product, it is normal to marry three or five more!"

"No, I'm going to curse the second child for a few days!" Chu Yuan got up with a grunt and began to draw circles on the ground.

"Bang~" Suddenly, the space shook slightly, and a figure appeared, and then kicked Chu Yuan into the pool.

Ding Cong lifted the grapes on his face and sat up and said faintly: "Second brother, are you still willing to come to see us, and how many wives have you married?"

"Two!" Yang Ling said as he grabbed the grapes from Ding Cong's hand and ate them.

"Beast!" Ding Cong stood up, and Chu Yuan also floated out of the pool and raised his middle finger together.

"Remember to salute!"

"Follow your uncle, let's go, I can't wait, I don't know if my family is charming?" Ding Cong stretched a few times and said.

"Wait a while, let you witness a miracle before leaving!" Yang Ling threw the grapes in his hand to the ground, rolled up his sleeves and stood under the waterfall with a shake of his body.

"Are you going to climb up?" Ding Cong froze, and Chu Yuan also climbed up like an idiot.

"Yes, let my brother show you his strength, let you know what talent is, what gap is, and what is the despair of scum!" Yang Ling climbed the cliff with both hands and began to climb up.

The cliff leading from the seventh layer to the eighth layer is sixteen kilometers high, which is twice as high as the layer below, and for every hundred meters high, the pressure doubles, once it is successfully climbed, it means that the spiritual power will be eight hundred times higher than that of the seventh-level magician, and the consciousness intensity will also be increased by the same multiple, of course, the eighth-level magic is released, and the power is at least eight hundred times stronger than the seventh-level mage.

But Yang Ling's spirit seed tree in the sea of gods is now 20,000 meters high, more than a hundred times larger than when he first climbed the sixth layer, and the spirit seed has completely entered the maturity period, and now under the big tree, there is already a dense layer of spirit seed, and now Yang Ling's spiritual power has reached a very terrifying state, Yang Ling himself estimates that it has reached at least the level of an eighth-level magician, so he simply tested his state.

Watching Yang Ling climb up the cliff quickly against the waterfall like a nimble ape, he quickly climbed over a third of the way, with almost no pause during the period.

"It's so fierce!" Ding Cong and Chu Yuan were dumbfounded.

Even if they climbed to the seventh layer now, it would take at least ten years for them to climb the cliff of the lower layer again, because their current spiritual power was comparable to the level of the entry level of a seventh-level magician, and it was not much stronger than the most powerful magician of the sixth level.

Yang Ling quickly climbed more than half of the height of more than eight kilometers, and the speed was still unabated, his body was like a swimming dragon, soaring under the impact of the waterfall, and in less than half an hour, he had reached the position of ten kilometers.

"It's not a person, it's not a person!" Chu Yuan kept shaving his hair, his eyes staring at the sky without blinking.

This is the eighth layer of cliffs, not the first and second layers below, and the mental pressure generated can be said to be terrifying as hell.

"It seems that we are really scummy!" Ding Cong touched his chin and looked sluggish.

An hour later, Yang Ling had climbed to a height of thirteen kilometers.

Two hours later, Yang Ling had climbed to an altitude of 14 kilometers.

Although it seems that the speed has weakened, it makes Ding Cong and Chu Yuan feel more like death, because the higher they go, the more terrifying the mental pressure will be, and if they climb up one more meter at any time, it may become the last straw that crushes the camel, and then they will faint and fall.

Climbing to this height, Yang Ling of course also felt the terrifying pressure, but this pressure was not that his mental strength was not enough, but that his consciousness began to be a little confused, indicating that his consciousness was not stable enough, and only by constantly tempering under this pressure would his consciousness become more and more stable and stronger.

But this kind of pressure is far from irresistible for Yang Ling.

Four hours later, Yang Ling had climbed to a height of fifteen kilometers.

"It seems that the second child is going against the sky! The blow is too big!" Chu Yuan and Ding Cong were completely numb at this time.

Eight hours later, Yang Ling finally grabbed a stone protruding from the top of the cliff with one hand, and then turned it over with a loud roar.