Yiqing saw Yue Qimei repeating the scene of taking out the potion in front of the tent, and less than two seconds after the smoke drifted in, she lifted the curtain and bowed in.

Yiqing knew that Sai Yaren was in danger, but she didn't dare to remind her that the cultivation of the seventh layer of the Great Martial Arts was not something that Sai Yaren could deal with, although her cultivation was not obvious, since following Wen Yiming, her knowledge has increased greatly, and she has also learned to think.

Yue Qimei got out of the tent and returned to her residence, Yiqing didn't know what to do, and finally took the risk in the early hours of the morning to show her figure, still leaning against the sand wall and pretending to sleep, she didn't dare to enter the tent.

Ironhoof Valley seemed to have sunlight too, but it couldn't penetrate the scorching redden, reddish air.

Early in the morning, Yue Qimei appeared, and when she saw Yiqing waking up by the sand wall, a surprise flashed in her eyes.

Without waiting for Yue Qimei to speak, Yiqing yawned and yelled for Saiyaren to replace her, saying that she really wanted to sleep.

Sai Yaren did not respond, he was in a coma and was determined by Yue Qimei to be unable to suppress the injury of hoof prints, in the tent, Yiqing did not feel the existence of black fog and other abnormalities, she used the reason of sleeping in her own tent, the two of them carried Sai Yaren, who was stiff but still breathing, into the gap of the flower cloth tent.

Yiqing didn't dare to sleep anymore, she pretended to sleep in the tent with black eyes, and when Amon's voice came, she felt the curtain of the door being lifted, and when the footsteps went away, she heard the conversation between the two, and she saw through the gap that the two entered Saiyaren's tent, and Amon never came out again.

She was so remorseful that she should have warned Amon as soon as possible.

Without the protection of his big brother, how could he be so timid, as if he had returned to the border city streets of Puluo City, and lost his self-confidence.

Wen Yiming's shadow appeared in his mind, it turned out that the fifth autumn girl had been wronged, and she wanted to do something.

She tried her best to pretend that nothing happened, still talking and laughing with Yue Qimei, waiting for Zhong Xiaoshan and Cui Lang to arrive.

She decided, no matter what, to expose the hateful woman as soon as they arrived.

The portal made a whooshing sound, and Long Xiuzhu and Ye Jintian entered hand in hand with Tu Qiu and the others.

Between the landings, there were several miserable howls, and Long Xiuzhu's cold hair exploded instantly, watching the two black-clothed people running away from the hoof prints with plum petals, and a touch of yin aura appeared on their faces.

Long Xiuzhu frowned, looked around, looked at the distant mountain shadow that went straight into the clouds, and said, "Tuqiu, take them to the Peerless Peak, I and Jin Tian rode the Vulture first, and the soul seal could not be received here." ”

After a while, Long Xiuzhu put away the vulture wood carving and sighed: "The flying spirit weapon can't be used, and it can't control the air, it's damnable!"

Ye Jintian shook his head to show Qiu to lead people to open the way, and said to Long Xiuzhu: "Look at this distance, I'm afraid it will take several days, why don't you go to the foot of the mountain randomly?"

Long Xiuzhu smiled, "Wen Yiming's team is torn apart, although it can't receive the soul seal, but with Linglong's shrewdness and today's cultivation strength, it should be quite smooth." ”

After a long time, Ye Jintian suddenly smiled and said, "Young master, you can't have taken a fancy to her, and even the Tianyin spirit body has been let out." She has more potential than a saint?"

Long Xiuzhu looked up to the sky and smiled, slowly lagging behind Tu Qiu and the others in front of him, looked at Ye Jintian, and said, "She is just the wedding dress of the saint." ”

Tim Yip was silent.

After Long Xiuzhu and the others teleported away, calm returned to the outside of the light gate, and only the rustle of wind and sand on the bushes remained.

Gliding through the withered yellow bushes, a large bird with black light flowing among its white feathers, the golden feathers on its head were slightly dim.

When it landed, it turned into a whirlwind like black sand, and the bird's shadow was gone.

The whirlwind dissipated, revealing a white-clad figure with a pale face and exhaustion between his eyebrows.

It's Lao Wu!

He touched the space ring on his chest, which contained a large number of spirit crystals from his adventures, and he really wanted to recover here for a day before entering the light gate.

Since devouring the Transformation Grass, all the talents of the Psychic Wu have disappeared, and the inheritance of the witch magic trick encountered by chance under the pool of green pools has given him the talent to transform into a bird three times a year, but it is extremely depressing.

This long-distance flight, although he did not experience any battles, still made him feel physically and mentally exhausted, and in the recovery from the continuous use of pills, the true yuan was still less than thirty percent.

The man in white, who was called the Young Master by others, mentioned Wen Yiming and Fifth Qiu Wan several times, he didn't dare to wait, this group of people was very powerful!

He couldn't forget the sorrow of being a low-level spirit animal, he had today, and he would always remember the words of the little warrior who had inspired him today, he said that they were friends!

Indeed, they were suffering and dying together in the endless passage, laughing in unison in the altar square

Sprinkled with a scene of spirit crystals, Lao Wu resolutely stepped into the light gate.

Before he landed, he sent the hoof prints below, and the two hundred years of spirit animal experience made him suddenly in crisis, and without hesitation, he turned into a bird and flew up.

This is the second time he has used it, and the hot air seems to have a kind of pressure that makes it quite expensive for him to fly.

Circling and landing on a sand dune, looking at the Peerless Peak in the distance, he didn't know if the remaining True Yuan could support the destination, seeing that the distance would have to be a day.

Can't be in a hurry, Lao Wu retracted his wings, pulled out an elixir with his paws and swallowed it, and closed his eyes on the sand dune.

When Lao Wu entered the cultivation of the Witch God Technique, Wen Yiming had been walking in the passage for two days with the Fifth Autumn Cross on his back, and was promoted to the cultivation of the Great Martial Arts, which increased the straight-line detection of the concentration and compression by five hundred meters, and the distance of 1,500 meters allowed him to move forward at high speed in the passage, but he never reached the end.

Eventually, he noticed that the passage had lost its slope and had been living in a gentle straight line, and he felt a little anxious, and he remembered the endless passage trapped in the ruins of the Great Rift.

Although the dry food in the ring has sufficient water, this hot and dull passage is not a good place to live, and even if you are trapped in the end, you must have a good place to die.

With the sometimes gentle comfort of the fifth autumn girl behind him, his mood was never irritable, occasionally responding to sweet words, and the rush was no longer so boring, but there was a faint sense of happiness and satisfaction.

After about two hours, the route and terrain of the passage changed sharply, and it spiraled steeply upward, as if climbing a huge tower.

"Yiming, with this steep slope, we should have already reached the ground, right?" said the Fifth Autumn Maid as she looked up at her back and wondered.

Wen Yiming slapped the **** of the bulletin, and said, "Don't call me Yiming, it sounds awkward." Well, there is only one way, and there is always an end. ”

In the past two days, the relationship between the two has heated up, not to mention that they are like glue, and they both regard each other as their lovers.

Despite this, the virgin girl still couldn't help these nonsense, and her soft face was red, and she said shamefully: "Don't you also call me Qiu Wan?"

Wen Yan lingered, blowing like an orchid in Wen Yiming's ears, and grinning when his heart was swinging, "Call my husband! ”

The fifth autumn girl is embarrassed but sweet, although she doesn't know what her husband means, but the latter sentence knows its meaning very well, this bad guy is always open-mouthed, she estimates that her mother has never heard such explicit love words in her life, and she even feels that in the entire heaven-given continent, no one dares to do this because of etiquette.

However, she likes it very much and thinks she is the happiest person in the world.

"Wife, why don't you speak?"

The fifth autumn girl has a red face and red ears, and it is the first time she has heard of her husband and wife, and she always feels that there is a deep sense of affection in the haze, which makes her unable to speak.