Yun Kang is an immortal cultivator, he has lived for thousands of years, his blood is completely different from ordinary people, he definitely can't save people with blood transfusion, who knows what kind of monster Yan Fucha will become after using his blood, he is definitely not willing to take such a risk. ∈ 8∈8∈ read ∈ books, .≦.o≧

Shen Duo didn't force him to make a statement, but a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if the goal had been achieved, and then glanced at Yun Kang confidently, then closed his eyes and recuperated, and no longer said a word.

Yun Kang didn't want to continue to discuss this topic, so he fell silent, only to feel that the vision in front of him was getting more and more blurry, and even the shadows of the trees near him became hazy, he turned his head left and right, and said, "This fog is a bit strange. ”

Shen Duo opened his eyes and looked around, sure enough, there were layers of white smoke in the mist, rolling towards them, the forest in the distance was gray, and there was no longer anything to see, and the trees and weeds around him had turned into swaying strange shadows.

At dawn, the temperature in the valley dropped even lower, and a cold and icy aura enveloped it, slowly spreading around it.

Yun Kang tightened the leather robe on his body, adjusted his breathing, gathered his internal breath, meditated on the spot, closed his eyes and gradually settled, wisps of medicinal aroma drifted out from the bonfire, condensed into a layer of white mist with water vapor on his face, and the five senses quickly became restrained, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

I don't know if it was because of the fog or because of excessive fatigue, as soon as Yunkang fell asleep, he immediately fell into a deep nightmare.

The scene in the dream still appeared at the bottom of the cliff, but it was dusk, and there was a dead silence all around, Yun Kang took a step and slowly walked towards the tent of the camp.

At the last moment when the afterglow of the setting sun fell, he opened the heavy tent curtain, and a dim light shone into it, falling on the unconscious Yan Fucha.

Yan Fucha seemed to be alarmed by the sunlight, and let out a slight moan from his mouth, and then opened his eyes, his eyes rolled stiffly twice, and stared directly at Yunkang.

"Cocha." Yun Kang screamed softly.

Yan Fucha's whole body trembled, the joints of his limbs were like adding lubricating oil, his stiff body immediately moved, the pale yin qi on his face slowly faded, and his cheeks were flushed with blood.

"Brother-in-law?" Yan Fucha's head twisted, looked at Yunkang indifferently, and said, "You don't want to save me?" It's just a little blood on your body, and if I die, my sister won't forgive you for the rest of my life. ”

His tone was cold, and his expression was very similar to Shen Duo, which made Yunkang confused for a while, unable to understand what was wrong, but he was very uncomfortable in his heart.

He said that if he saved Yan Fucha, he would definitely save him, but this kid was involved in everything on Yan Ruoxuan, which was simply a threat to Chi Guoguo. Yun Kang had a secret hatred in his heart, the stinky boy was angry with Shen Duo in one nostril, and he deliberately stumbled on him, so why didn't the young master eat this set.

Yan Fucha looked weird, sat up straight like a zombie, his hair rubbed static electricity, and made a subtle "silk" sound.

Yun Kang smelled a damp and gloomy fragrance wafting from his body, like the aroma of flower petals soaking in water and rotting, his face suddenly turned pale, and he suddenly remembered that the last time he visited the villa at night, he found Lei Ao in the airtight room, which was also the case.

The afterglow was gone, and the sky was getting dark. Yan Fucha's nails slowly lengthened, his fingertips were black and extremely hard and sharp, the bones all over his body "clicked", and the somber aroma wafted in the tent, getting stronger and stronger.

Yunkang's brain was a little cramped for a while, and his heart was not only frightened, but also irrepressible shock.

How could Yan Fucha be accused of his soul, did he become a living witch puppet? This is really strange, something absolutely impossible to happen, unless Mo Echo is nearby?

Yun Kang immediately became vigilant, and was just about to poke out his divine sense to check around, but Yan Fucha suddenly pounced, his sharp claws strangled his neck, and the "poof" pierced two holes, and the wound gushed blood.

Yan Fucha's strength was so great that he couldn't breathe, he rolled his eyes, the two green tendons on his neck were tensed, and he felt a chill in his heart when he saw the blood flowing down his neck.

Is this stinky boy a living witch? Does he want to fight back, will he be strangled to death by the living witch puppet like this?

I was dizzy in my head for a while, and I didn't know how to react, but suddenly I saw Shen Duo rushing to the tent, punching Yan Fucha down, and said, "Go, leave here immediately, leave him alone." ”

An awe-inspiring chill flashed in Shen Duo's eyes, which made Yun Kang feel very shocked, he covered his neck and was stunned, got up and stood up, thinking to himself what the hell was going on, this kid actually shot out and knocked Yan Fucha unconscious.

There seemed to be a hidden murderous intent hidden in the aroma in the tent, so he didn't have time to think carefully, so he nodded immediately and followed Shen Duo out of the tent.

Outside, the woods were covered in a thick fog, as if more danger awaited them.

Yunkang washed the wound with clear water, simply bandaged it with gauze, and drank a bottle of mineral water mixed with vitamin effervescent tablets to restore some body and spirit.

He had a thick layer of white gauze wrapped around his neck, and his upper body looked very stiff when he walked, a bit like a half-dead mummy.

The two of them quickly left the tent and ran along the dense grass to the edge of the valley to the north, wading through several shallow ditches with potholes, Yunkang only felt that the sky was dark, and the surroundings became dark, and he couldn't tell the direction at all.

He didn't know where Shen Duo was going, so he followed him in a daze, and finally came to a stone wall covered with vines. Shen Duo stepped forward and stretched out his hand and groped for a moment, there was a "boom", and the stone wall slowly moved to the side, revealing a hidden dark cave.

The temperature in the cave was a little higher, and a burst of warmth rushed towards him, Yun Kang was surprised why Shen Duo knew that there was a cave here, and before he could ask, he had already burrowed into the cave.

The stone walls on both sides of the cave are extremely thick, and they are hand-carved holes, and each stone is polished very smoothly. Shen Duo walked in front for a while, then stopped, groped twice on the stone wall, as if conjuring a trick, the stone wall immediately cracked in the middle, and a deep corridor appeared inside.

Yun Kang was a little more wary of Shen Duo, feeling that this kid was like going home, not only did he know the secret way, but he was also so familiar with the structure of the cave.

The stone steps in the corridor extend downward, and the stone walls on both sides are carved with reliefs, Yunkang walked carefully all the way, illuminating the corridor with a flashlight, only to see that each relief is carved vividly, and the picture is rendered with color paint.

At this time, a painting in front of him shocked him, his eyes widened and he stared at the picture, and he couldn't help but stop.

I saw an ancient Tsing Yi man painted on the wall, wearing a glaud mask on his face and holding a strangely shaped jet-black halberd.

Yun Kang's eyes moved, and he looked along the picture and found that the man in Tsing Yi was riding a fanged white tiger beast with wings under his crotch. This divine beast was majestic, its forehead was covered with a hard beast armor scale, and a dazzling red flame erupted from its bloody mouth, it turned out to be an adult poor beast.

Yun Kang suddenly felt strange in his heart, could it be that after Xiao Huangdou grew up, he looked like this? He watched in amazement as flames erupted from the mouth of the poor beast, burning a large area of houses and people, and the horrific scene depicted in the mural sent chills to him and gave him the illusion of being there.

The Tsing Yi people led the team wearing armor into an ancient city full of fairy spirits, countless men and women died tragically under their swords, rivers of blood flowed everywhere, and the bright blood red color was extremely eye-catching in the murals.

Yun Kang's throat rolled, he swallowed dryly, and then went to look at a relief mural below, in which a girl in purple was depicted, waving two long silk threads in her hands, and the person behind her threw the burning incense into a huge copper tripod. Puffs of smoke rose from the ding, and the billowing black smoke engulfed the armoured army.

Yun Kang felt a chill down his spine when he saw it, he was very familiar with the appearance and dress of this man in Tsing Yi, it was the Witch Spirit King. The girl in purple had seen her many times in his dreams, and at this time he once again saw a familiar face in the relief, but he never expected that she was actually in a hostile relationship with the Witch Spirit King, and his heart was not only surprised, but also had a faint pain.

This girl in purple must have known him before, and she was a very important person.

Yun Kang silently looked at the next relief, couldn't help but take a step back, and instantly opened his mouth wide, stunned.

The purple-clothed girl on the relief is fluttering like a fairy, wearing a golden peacock hairpin, standing on a high platform, surrounded by a raging fire. Several men in ancient costumes poured a vial of blood into the copper tripod, and the crowd around her raised their arms and shouted, and her figure disappeared into the smoke.

The relief uses a delicate and realistic technique, the appearance of the girl in purple is beautiful, Yun Kang looked at it in a daze, and couldn't help but stroke the girl's long fluttering hair with his hand, and after a while, he only heard Shen Duo say: "Look at this mural, it is a sacrificial ceremony, and this girl in purple volunteered to become a sacrifice for the sacrificial ceremony......

Yun Kang's eyes stared at the relief, and saw that the purple-clothed girl's eyes revealed a determined and tragic look, and her beautiful face gradually changed, and finally turned into Yan Ruoxuan's appearance.

Yun Kang was startled, suddenly realized something, took a breath of cold air, and muttered, "This...... It seems to be Ruoxuan! ”

The purple-clothed girl on the relief moved her eyes, her bright eyes turned around, she looked at him with great affection, and called in a coquettish voice: "Yunkang......"

"Yunkang, Yunkang!" A voice shouted anxiously.

Yun Kang woke up from his dream suddenly, opened his eyes, and found that the sky was already bright, and the campfire next to him was burned into a pile of ashes, curling pale white smoke.

Yan Xuan took a black thing in his hand, which looked a little heavy, and hurriedly ran over from the tent and said, "Yunkang, come and see this inkstone, it is full of water droplets. ”

Yun Kang's thoughts stayed in the nightmare, and he didn't ease up for a while, and he felt sore when he stood up. He meditated at the bottom of the valley to absorb qi, and the lack of spiritual energy around him made his body extremely depleted, and he even had a bizarre dream after falling asleep.

This kind of experience made him quite surprised, turned his head to look around, there was an empty grass around him, and he didn't find where Shen Duo was, he turned around and asked, "Shen Duo, why didn't you see him?" ”

Shen Duo in the dream was very weird, and Yun Kang couldn't help but rub his face to make himself sober. Secretly thinking that it was just a nightmare, and if something like this really happened in reality, he couldn't accept it anyway.

Especially Yan Ruoxuan, her overlapping face with the girl in purple was vividly in his mind, and it lingered for a long time, making Yun Kang feel a little uneasy in his heart. At this time, he heard Yan Xuan say: "As soon as the morning dawns, Shen Duo will leave, and go to the woods to help Fucha find herbs." ”

Yunkang nodded with an "um" sound, then stretched his limbs and pressed his sore neck. In the nightmare, Yan Fucha grabbed his neck with his sharp claws, piercing two holes, he swept over with his divine sense, and saw two jet-black marks on his neck, I don't know when they were left.

From last night to this morning, everything that happened was very weird. Yun Kang couldn't figure out the subtlety in it, so he didn't think about it for the time being, and took the inkstone from Yan Xuan's hand, and the heavy feel suddenly overflowed with a trace of aura. He took a closer look, this thing was the Crouching Tiger inkstone that he had seen in the Yan family, and he didn't expect Yan Xuan to carry it with him, so he suddenly took it out at this time.

Yun Kang raised his head and asked puzzledly, "Uncle, is this the moist stone you treasured?" How do you go out with it? ”

This Crouching Tiger inkstone is made of Runshi, and the rich aura contained in it is very beneficial to the cultivation of divine consciousness, Yan Xuan has promised to give it to him, but there are many things later, and he has never had the opportunity to mention this matter, and Yunkang is embarrassed to take the initiative to speak, so it has been delayed until now.

Yan Xuan saw his surprised expression, and hurriedly explained: "I wanted to give you this Crouching Tiger inkstone for a long time, this time I went to Baxian Town to film, and I brought it to you by the way." Unexpectedly, Runshi was placed in the backpack and absorbed so many water droplets, soaking several layers of newspaper on the outer bread. ”

Yun Kang looked up and down at the inkstone, this moist stone is a medium-grade spirit stone, which used to be called the soul absorbing hard stone in the immortal cultivation world, and it is the most suitable for cultivating divine consciousness. The texture of the runstone is extremely hard, and the aura contained in it is also very rich, and the aura forms a layer of moisturizing water film on the surface, if it encounters turbidity, the water film quickly condenses into water droplets, forming a protective layer to prevent the aura inside from leaking out.

At this time, the moist water on the runshi was covered with water droplets, and it was obvious that there was turbidity that reacted with the water film on the surface of the runshi, and so much water bubbled out.

The miasma in the valley is too heavy, there is dense fog everywhere, and the air quality is not good, so it is not strange for the runshi to produce water droplets, Yunkang explained to Yan Xuan, put the runstone away, and then took out the talisman array disk in the dragon swallowing ring, turned around to explore around, and said: "The turbidity in this valley is too thick, the more valuable the treasure, the more abnormal it will be in the damp environment." Generally speaking, no one will hide treasures in this kind of place, we have to find the fairy palace, and we have to search for treasures according to the map, we have to leave here as much as possible, otherwise there is little hope, and it is a matter of no shadow to find a ten day and a half moon. ”

Speaking of looking for the Asgard Palace, he suddenly remembered the mural he saw in his dream, and then thought of Yan Fucha's strange appearance of turning into a living witch puppet, and quickly turned his head and asked, "How is the situation of Fucha, has he woken up?" ”

Yan Xuan shook his head, sighed deeply, and said: "The situation doesn't seem to be very good, the face is miserable and white, it should be a symptom of Yan Zhan's blood loss, if you can't wake up by noon, I'm afraid it will be very dangerous." ”

A prolonged deep coma will cause a lack of oxygen to the brain, and the miasma in the valley is thick, and toxic smoke is everywhere.

Yun Kang frowned, and hurriedly comforted him and said, "Don't worry, I have a way to save him." "He wants to wait for Shen to come back first and discuss how to deal with it.

The worst plan is to use the spirit stone as true qi, pour it into Yan Fucha's meridians, open the spiritual root in his body, and then trigger the infinite vitality of the cultivation physique, and he will definitely be able to revive this kid.

In fact, the person who made Yunkang more worried was Chen Jingye, who was sucked by the witch locust, and his symptoms were stricter than Yan Fucha. Chen Jingye is a mortal physique, and it is useless to use spirit stones, if you want to save him, you have to think of other ways.

I don't know what herbs Shen Duo is looking for, Yun Kang muttered to himself in his heart, turned his head to look around, and saw that the dense fog in the valley woods had dissipated for more than half, and the faint sunlight penetrated the dense branches and leaves, shining into the grass at the bottom of the valley, leaving patches of mottled and shining light and shadow.

He couldn't help but squint his eyes, such a familiar scene, as if he had seen it before.

Yun Kang's mind suddenly flashed a memory, as if such a scene had happened before, in the same place, in the same morning, the light and shadow were dappled, the shade of the trees was waving, he was standing in the position of this moment, looking forward, facing the north, over the shade of the dense grass and trees, and in the distance was a cliff full of green vines.

In the midst of doubt, the talisman array disk in his hand suddenly vibrate, and the pointer "swished" and kept turning.

Yun Kang was suddenly startled, picked up the array disk and took a look, only to see that the pointer was rotating rapidly, and a few seconds later, there was a light "click", and the two pointers suddenly overlapped together, pointing to the cliff wall due north in the distance.

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