Chapter 122: Planning
Leng Yefeng looked at the crack in the air, his eyes were surprised, and he asked loudly, "Is this ...... Are you an infidel?! ā
Xue Ningqing rolled his eyes again: "I don't believe in religion, thank you." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
The golden light flashed in the eyes of the cold night wind: "If you let Meng Xun know that you are an infidel, you will be hunted down and killed by all the mages who believe in the gods!" ā
"Whether you go in or not, if you don't go in, forget it." A cold voice sounded, and Xue Ningqing waved his hand.
The cold night wind took a deep breath, his heart was extremely shocked, he stood up on the spot, with a serious expression on his face, and stepped into the spatial crack.
The spatial crack was filled with an aura of eternal silence, ordinary people could not survive here, but the cold night wind felt extremely comfortable, and he waited for a while before he came out: "It's not bad, it should be okay with this method, don't tell me you can also go in?" ā
"Yes, with my cultivation, I can indeed go in, but the two of us can only move inside, but we can't fight with others, and we have to jump out of it to fight. But stealing something doesn't mean getting your hands dirty. Xue Ningqing finally showed a shallow smile on his face.
The cold night wind stared at the woman in front of him, and the image of the fresh little virgin in his heart no longer existed! Seeing her close the spatial crack, his heart shook faintly. Should you risk believing that the woman in front of you has planned for the day? During the day, Meng Xun's surveillance of the Leng Mansion would be completely relaxed, as long as he could succeed during the day, and then pretend to be under Meng Xun's nose every night, then he would not believe that he had stolen the Cursed Ancestor.
But is this woman worth believing?
Xue Ningqing didn't speak, of course she understood what Leng Yefeng was thinking about in her heart, but this matter was originally the other party's request for herself, and she wanted her to open her mouth to confess her loyalty to him? That's a fantasy, don't even think about it! She didn't owe him anything to the cold night wind!
The silence made time pass very slowly, and the cold night wind struggled inwardly for a long time before he made up his mind: "Okay, we plan to act during the day tomorrow!" ā
Xue Ningqing smiled: "You're really not afraid that I will pull you out under the sun?" ā
The thin red lips of the cold night wind hooked: "Since you know that I am afraid of the sun, you dare to come to me when you are desperate, what do I have to be afraid of!" For the sake of Xiaotian, I dare to do anything! ā
Xue Ningqing nodded: "Okay, then act after sunrise tomorrow!" ā
The cold night wind's eyes flickered slightly, and he vaguely felt a strong confidence and grasp in Xue Ningqing's body, and suddenly there was a kind of certainty in his heart that Leng Xiaotian would definitely be able to recover this time, looking at Xue Ningqing's cold face, as if he had a great attraction to him, he couldn't take his eyes off for a long time.
The night was spent so peacefully, Xue Ningqing never fell asleep, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she would think of the scenes at the drinking party, which made her unbearable as if a fire burned her heart. Leng Yefeng also sat on the chair all night, thinking about a lot of things, mainly thinking about what method might be used to restore Leng Xiaotian to his past appearance after obtaining the Cursed Ancestor, and his body could continue to grow.
After dawn, Xue Ningqing got up and changed into the light armor of the Outer Heaven Meteorite, and Song'er told him to stay in the room and not run around, and after letting the rhubarb out, he raised his hand to tear open the crack in the space and let the cold night breeze walk in, and walked out of the door with a big man like this.
According to the discussion last night, Xue Ningqing came to a remote corner of the Leng Mansion, hid between a big tree, and quickly drilled into the spatial crack, leaving only an inch-long gap in it to observe the situation outside.
In the cracks in the space, most of the place was stuffed with Xue Ningqing's belongings, and I saw the cold night wind shrinking in a corner, holding the lost bow in his hand, and his eyes showed a golden glow: "Xiaoqing, I really can't see that you not only have a crying Meng, but also such a treasure!" ā
Xue Ningqing snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter if you look at it, don't have other ideas!" ā
Leng Yefeng ignored her threat and continued, "It's a pity, you don't have the inheritance of the Butterfly, otherwise you can exert eighty or ninety percent of the power of the Lost Bow. What a waste......"
"Don't look at it, how to get around now, come and talk!"
The cold night wind threw the lost bow to the side, walked to Xue Ningqing's side, and looked far away from the one-inch-long gap: "Go to the palace wall of the temple." ā
Xue Ningqing's heart moved, the scenery outside quickly retreated, and the space where the two of them were drifted forward.
Leng Yefeng was greatly surprised in his heart: "Xiaoqing, your spell is really wonderful, can't people outside notice our existence?" Won't touch us, will you? ā
"Of course, but in this world, this magical power cannot pass through the entity, my master said that in the outside world, this technique can be a thousand miles in one step, and there is great mystery."
"Xiaoqing, who is your master?"
"My master is a mysterious master, I can't tell you who he is!"
The speed of travel in the spatial crack was the same as that of ordinary people running, and it was not very fast, and it took a while to reach the palace wall.
"How do I get there now?"
Leng Yefeng said: "The edge of the dungeon is under our feet and at the same time, there is a very powerful formation below the ground, compared to this, it is safer The entrance is in the center of the temple, and it is heavily guarded, Xiaoqing, how are you going to go?" ā
Xue Ningqing glared at him: "Nonsense, go from below!" ā
Raising her jade hand, the shadow chasing mirror floating on the side quickly came to her, grabbed it with one hand, and headed towards the ground outside the crack, and soon a black hole appeared on the ground that could be passed, not only penetrating the ground, but also penetrating the formation below the ground, but it did not cause any trigger at all!
Leng Yefeng exclaimed again: "Originally, only our Leng family could pass through the wall!" I can't believe that you heretics are a stroke of genius! ā
Under the change of Xue Ningqing's mind, the space where the two of them were located sank into a black hole, and then the black hole disappeared. She peeked carefully out of the crack.
It's bright here! Everywhere there is illumination under the supernatural powers, illuminating the dungeon as if it were daytime.
This is the edge of the dungeon, they are in a corner, in front of them is a passage, there seem to be many doors on both sides, it is two rows of rooms, from time to time there are people in black in and out, these people are the minions of the Holy Monarch Meng Xun.
"What's next?" Xue Ningqing spoke.
"Find the stairs and go all the way to the center of the dungeon at the bottom, where the thing is!" Leng Yefeng's expression was a little excited, and the various methods that Xue Ningqing showed along the way clearly made him understand that this time he could easily get the Cursed Ancestor!
The space where the two of them were drifting forward, and suddenly a noise came from a door: "Fuck, it's a mistake again, if there is a baby like Crying Meng, I won't lose to you!" ā