"Little Fish!" "Little Fish"······

Qingjun was like a headless fly, constantly searching on the bare cliff, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he was choked by something, but Lei Peng's self-explosion left nothing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahem" There was a figure in a dusty place not far away.

There are living people! Qingjun's eyes lit up, "Little fish!"

Fan the dust away, revealing the figure below, which is a water-green satin, not at all the dark red power suit that Tang Jingyu often wears.

Tang Jingyu often wears dark red power suits, which is different from the elegant elegance of ordinary women, she is a heroic appearance, she often says that it is convenient to cultivate, and when fighting with spirit beasts, it is not obvious that she is splashed with blood on her body.

Obviously, the man in front of him didn't know who it was.

"Did you see a woman in a dark red power suit?" Qingjun squatted on the ground, shaking the shoulders of the woman on the ground.

"Ahem, ahem. The woman coughed even louder, "I don't see it········ My ····· The companions were gone, as if they had been blown off a cliff. After saying it in a fit-in-progress, he fainted.

By the way, they might still be alive.

Qingjun wanted to stand up, but he was injured by Qing Yuze's spiritual power that he didn't know what kind of attribute, and after staying for so long, the injury became more and more serious.

Otherwise, with the extraordinary recovery ability brought by the heaven-level exercises, such an injury would not be a big problem for him, but obviously there was a problem with Qing Yuze's spiritual power, which caused the current injury.

I was already squatting for a while, but I suddenly stood up, dizzy, and fainted.

"Qingjun!" The rest of the moon was like that, Ye Yao and Wu Yi all exclaimed in surprise. Then I saw a woman in aqua green clothes next to Qingjun.

"Dawn!" Moon seemed to be more surprised than everyone else.

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Because it is close to the cliff, the impact received is relatively small, but it is also seriously injured, and the little fat man and Tang Jingyu are still falling down. The further down the suction, the stronger the suction, Tang Jingyu wants the Spirit Emperor to come down, and if the spiritual energy is used up, he will be consumed to death sooner or later.

The black walls are smooth, and there is no possibility of clinging to them at all.

The little fat man picked up the long sword, fell down, and stuck it into the wall of the umbrella.

The ground-level spiritual weapon seemed to have failed, and it only drew superficial traces on the mountain wall.

Tang Jingyu had a bad premonition, they had already been seriously injured, but it seemed that there was an invisible force pulling her under the deep cliff, and the speed at which she fell became faster and faster, and the flesh forged by the power of space came from a stinging pain, and the wind in the air cut through the skin and oozing blood.

Even, no, it's a proper disfigurement to go on like this.

The wind was too strong, and the colder it became, and her whole body began to stiffen, and now she couldn't even open her mouth, let alone anything else, only to hold the little fat man.

God, bless the current little fat man with the same good luck as always!

But the wind is getting stronger, and if it goes on like this, there is only a dead end, and it is still blown by the wind and there is nothing left, and there are no bones.

She hasn't fallen in love yet, and she's a person in both lives, and it's a bit regrettable to think about it. (T? T), think about life is so beautiful, I don't seem to have experienced it, it's really a little unwilling.

It's just that now the little fat man is tired, the little fat man is good-looking, and he hasn't taken a daughter-in-law yet, if he hadn't called him along, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Thinking about it, he turned his head and glanced at the little fat man with great effort, and found that the little fat man was not flustered, calm and composed.

The long sword in his hand suddenly became larger, turning into a giant sword two meters long and one meter wide, blocking the bottom, Tang Jingyu and the little fat man landed on the long sword like a flat boat.

Finally no longer had to suffer the pain of the wind blowing his bones, Tang Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

The little fat man sat cross-legged on the long sword, his face pale, and there was not a trace of blood on his lips.

"Give!" handed a handful of white pills to the little fat man, who took it habitually and ate it. I also took out the pill and ate it, I don't know what will happen next, and I can recover a little bit.

The stinging meridians were finally relieved, and the feeling of overdrawing spiritual power was really uncomfortable.

"I injected spiritual power into the Changhong Sword, and I should be able to hold on for a while, but I don't know how long it will take. "Even if the little fat man is calm, he is only a teenager, and what is happening now is incompetent and there is nothing he can do at all.

Tang Jingyu observed the surroundings, except for black is black, there is no other color at all, and he took out a night pearl from the storage bag, and finally could see the scene within two meters, "You take a rest first, we are on guard, and we don't know what will appear later." ”

I don't know how long it fell, but the wind whistled outside the Changhong Sword, making the two people on the sword feel deafening. took out a piece of the skin of a second-level spirit beast and threw it out, which was instantly cut into pieces by the wind.

Tang Jingyu's face was solemn, and the Changhong Sword under his feet had already revealed small cracks, like a broken earth, giving the little fat man some aura, hoping that the Changhong Sword could last a little longer.

"Don't worry, maybe we're going to end up soon, and besides, wouldn't there be Xiao Hei without the Changhong Sword?" the little fat man comforted Tang Jingyu with a smile.

Maybe it was the little fat man's comfort that played some role, she was finally not so nervous, and she never doubted the little fat man's good luck!

However, before he finished thinking about it, he heard a clicking sound from under his feet.

Sure enough, it can't stand the chatter.

Feeding a few pills, continue to input a little aura to the little fat man, now they want to vomit when they eat pills, thanks to Tang Jingyu's habit of hoarding goods again, otherwise they would not have lasted so long.

After a few minutes, the crack in the sword grew bigger and bigger, and it was already starting to crumble.

The little fat man's face froze, and at the moment when the long sword broke, he summoned Xiao Hei, and the black and hard wings surrounded the two of them, and Xiao Hei's head was also protected by the wings, preventing the wind blade outside.

It's a pity that there is a ground-level spiritual weapon engraved with a spirit pattern.

"Tuck" Xiao Hei shouted, and the speed fell.

"I don't know how long Xiao Hei can last, if Xiao Hei's aura is also exhausted, then ······" The little fat man's next words didn't come out, but the meaning was self-evident.

Tang Jingyu bared her teeth, but now she is not worried, "Don't worry, little fat man, you have to believe in your luck." ”

Little Fat Man: "······"

In the dark, there was no sound, no timer, and they only felt that the time was especially long.

Xiao Hei's spiritual power began to run out, and the more spiritual power he needed to resist the wind the more he went down, and Xiao Hei, as a Netherworld Phoenix, had a strong main soul power, but spiritual power became secondary, and he shouldn't be able to last long.

The little fat man took out a few bottles of Wupin Pill from the inheritance he got and fed them to Xiao Hei. The pills he got were originally more crooked, and there were very few pills to heal injuries and replenish spiritual power, and they had basically been used up in the past few years.

And after eating Tang Jingyu's pill, he realized that the amount of impurities in the pill he got was far less than that refined by Xiao Yu.

After an hour, Blackie began to hum and chirp, and a bird's face was covered with pain.

"Xiao Hei, you must hold on, I will find you a beautiful daughter-in-law in the future!" Tang Jingyu touched Xiao Hei's head.

Black: "······" Can you stop kidding it now? It's still a child!

Distraction can reduce pain at least a little.