As soon as Lingwei Fu started his hand, he echoed with the one on Tu Shanling's neck.

A cluster of flames erupted from Tu Shanling's body, twice as powerful as before.

It's done!

Tu Shanling also hung the second spirit tail around his neck, ran in place, and felt the strength of his body.

Well, quite satisfied.

She turned around and grabbed Song Qian's arm and dragged the person to her back.

The strength of the nine-tailed fox demon is more than enough for an adult man to carry on his back.

Tu Shanling had words in her mouth, but there was still no sound, but when she took a step, a step automatically appeared on the earthen wall for her to step on.

The stairs spiral around the walls of the cave and extend to the bottom of the cracks.

Tu Shanling unlocked the ban on the dream tapirs and released them.

The dream tapir looked at Tu Shanling vigilantly, as if he couldn't believe that they had regained their freedom.

Tu Shanling smiled, "Reluctantly want me to go......?"

The dream tapir was so frightened that it was urinating, and one by one it took out the speed of escape and ran towards the lair.

Tu Shanling's consciousness swept away, and when he saw that they had all returned to his companions, he said: "You and others interfered with other people's dreams at will, and almost made a big mistake, and the death penalty can be avoided and the living crime is unforgivable, now ......."

The dream tapir, who had just returned to the lair, glanced at each other in despair, and desperately followed Tu Shanling's password to do all kinds of difficult actions.

It's a really bad feeling to be manipulated, and they really know it's wrong.

After tonight, they no longer dare to weave dreams for other creatures.

After all the dream tapirs were tired and paralyzed, Tu Shanling carried Song Qian away step by step.

Hundreds of thousands of years later, there is still a story about the Dream Tapirs that happened to their ancestors.

Their ancestors were given a sacred object, and their strength gradually became stronger, and they lost their cautious nature and began to actively manipulate dreams, and their actions finally angered the gods, who appeared, took the artifacts, and punished them severely.

Since then, the Dream Tapir clan has an additional family rule, they are only spectators of dreams.

The slash fell at the feet of Tu Shanling.

Tu Shanling stepped on it, and she didn't need to control it at all, so she flew to the upper city with Tu Shanling.

She suddenly felt a little envious, Ah Qian's cultivation has improved significantly, and even the spirituality of the slashing is extraordinary, but she, not to mention the rookie body, there is no progress if it doesn't make a sound!

It didn't ring, as if he sensed Tu Shanling's dislike, and shook wildly in Song Qian's hand.

The mud and sand on the ground were slightly stirred by the wind, and the wind quickly became stronger, gradually becoming a cirrus cloud.

Tu Shanling hurriedly gave a thumbs up, "Okay, you're the best, hurry up and rest." ”

The shaking stopped before it sounded, and the wind suddenly dispersed, and the leaves, mud, and stones fell down.

Tu Shanling: "......"

Since Tu Shanling and Song Qian went out, Yin Xuanchen has been sitting on the steps, looking up at the sky.

He used to feel that even if he was not one of the strongest people in his age, he could still be ranked in the middle and upper waves, but later when he saw the direct children of the Song family, his confidence dispersed a little.

Now, he felt in a trance that he was not even as good as Song Ningyin, no, not in a trance, this feeling was very strong.

His master took Song Ningyin with him wherever he went, and even asked Song Ningyin's opinion on an equal footing, and he ...... Always the one who is left behind.

Is it that everybody is making too fast progress, or is he too stupid to make progress? It's a really unsolvable problem.

Just thinking like this, a retreat flew from the sky, and the sword shape looked like a slashing thought, but the color of the retreat was blue and red, which was not the color that Song Qian's retreat should have.

Who's that?

The blue one is Song Qian, and the red one is Tu Shanling.

Using Tu Shanling's spiritual power to control Song Qian's sword, the light is blue and red, which is too normal.

When you are almost at your destination, you will slow down in advance and reduce your flight altitude.

Yin Xuanchen finally saw clearly, there were two people on the sword, Tu Shanling was in front, and his master was ...... It was carried on its back and left behind.

Yes, yes, yes, Song Ningyin's sword?!

He rubbed his eyes, and rubbed his eyes again, and his eyes were painful, and he saw that this was the case.

Song Ningyin, she, she, she, she can control Shizun's sword!

This simply doesn't make sense!

In the blink of an eye, the thought had fallen in the small courtyard.

Tu Shanling stepped down from the sword, and the thought was automatically returned to the sheath.

She held Song Qian's legs, sent the person up, hooked her lips and smiled: "Look stupid?

Yin Xuanchen walked to Tu Shanling's side in a daze, and stretched out his hand to touch it.

Slashed out of the sheath an inch, emitting a menacing sword light.

Yin Xuanchen came to his senses and quickly took a step back.

Only then did he retract into his sheath.

Yin Xuanchen looked at Tu Shanling and pointed at the chopping thoughts, his eyes were full of disbelief, "The sword eye looks down on people." ”

He can't admit it if he wants to, Song Ningyin is too much stronger than him.

Tu Shanling laughed silently, "Don't be sad, because ......"

Yin Xuanchen looked at Tu Shanling with sparkling eyes, looking forward to Tu Shanling's next comfort.

Tu Shanling: "Because what makes you sad is still to come." ”

"......" Yin Xuanchen almost jumped up, "You are poisonous, is there such a comforting thing as you?"

Tu Shanling laughed.

She walked into the room and gently placed Song Qian on the couch.

Yin Xuanchen brought hot water, twisted the handkerchief and handed it to Tu Shanling.

Tu Shanling took the handkerchief, wiped his face and hands for Song Qian, and said, "We found out the reason why animals attacked people for no reason today. ”

Yin Xuanchen became interested, squatted beside Tu Shanling, and looked at her expectantly.

Tu Shanling finished the whole process unhurriedly, "So the people who are really affected are people and animals with relatively weak willpower." ”

She glanced back at Yin Xuanchen and smiled meaningfully.

Yin Xuanchen was so laughed that his heart was furious, and he unconsciously shrank back, he always felt that something terrible had found him.

He asked angrily, "And then?"

Tu Shanling laughed again, "With my understanding of your master, you will have to do your homework with tears for a long time in the future." ”

Yin Xuanchen was afraid, "It's too difficult, isn't it?"

Tu Shanling raised his index finger and shook it left and right, "It's too much." ”

Yin Xuanchen's face collapsed, snatched the handkerchief in Tu Shanling's hand and left.

Tu Shanling smiled dumbly.

Children are afraid of doing homework, and it was the same when she was so old, but when she was older, I was very grateful to the master and the brothers for disciplining her harshly.

If it weren't for those terrible lessons, there would be no Tianle Yuanjun.

She stretched out her finger and nodded at Song Qian's forehead.

Song Qian's eyebrows moved.

"Aren't you awake yet? If you don't wake up again, I'll poke again!" Tu Shanling felt interesting, and his fingers poked at the tail of Song Qian's eyebrows.

Song Qian's eyebrows moved again.

Tu Shanling laughed silently, and his fingers slid down Song Qian's nose, slid across the bridge of his nose, slid to the tip of his nose, and then down to Song Qian's pale lips.

Her finger touched Song Qian's lips, and the ghost stopped suddenly.

At this moment, Song Qian's eyelids moved, and he opened his eyes without warning.

Belch!

()