Yun Junquan snorted coldly, turned his head sideways and stopped paying attention to Ye Lang, he had fallen here for several hours, no matter how he struggled, it was useless, this cobweb didn't know what material it was, even the sword was cut constantly, and the stickiness was very strong, he couldn't even raise his hand now, let alone others. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Senior brother seems to be a little prejudiced against me?" Ye Lang actually had some plans in his heart, but because of Yun Junquan's attitude, he decided to take a look first.

"......" Yun Jun Quanmo.

"Since the senior brother doesn't say it, then the junior sister has to say a few words that should not be said, if it is offensive, please don't blame the senior sister for her outspokenness."

Ye Lang has no other meaning, they are all the same sect, there is no need to worry about something, the battle of the previous generation cannot be carried over to the next generation, although the twelve peaks have their own duties, they usually have few contacts, it does not mean that they are not a whole, if one of them has two hearts, Zixiao will no longer fall apart, as a personal disciple, the most valued disciple of the sect, let alone act with will.

Although the Zixiao Sect has been inherited and multiplied for thousands of years, the drawbacks are also obvious.

"What do you want to say?" Yun Junquan saw that Ye Lang's tone was cautious, as if the person in front of him was no longer a sixteen-year-old girl, but a dying old man who had lived for hundreds of years.

"Qingzhou, it's just a very small place in the Nine Domains, Senior Brother should have been to a place farther away, there are people who are more talented and have more backgrounds than us, if there is no strong backing from the Zixiao Sect, we are no different from ordinary casual cultivation, it is not easy to cultivate the truth, and it is even more difficult to survive."

The tone of "......" is really annoying.

"Sword cultivators are not lone rangers, nor are they monks who break off love, and the power of ten thousand arrows is much stronger than the power of a sword." Ye Lang lay on his back on the cobweb, and said slowly, a flame ignited in his hand.

Yun Junquan actually knew that he had always been a little different from his fellow sect, perhaps because of his master, he didn't like to see the disciples of Tibetan Sword Peak in the Yue Yan lineage, and now that he was accused by a little junior sister, he was actually a little ashamed, but very few people talked to him like this, and they didn't dare.

"If I don't show up, will my senior brother be trapped like this until the end of the competition?" Ye Lang laughed, and the flames in his hands rose, burning all the cobwebs around the two of them.

In the squeak of the rats, the two of them fell down, but in an instant, both of them were already standing on the ground steadily, Yun Junquan's eyes changed, his lips opened and closed a few times, and he didn't say thank you after all.

Ye Lang didn't care about his thanks, she just hoped that he could listen to a little bit of his own words, she didn't want Yun Junquan to die, his master Yun Tianjian became Mu Yunxuan's help, although in the end, Yun Tianjian died because of madness during the retreat, but he taught Mu Yunxuan all the swordsmanship, so that Mu Yunxuan could better control the Zixiao Sword.

The rat group that originally wanted to get close to them was frightened by the flames that Ye Lang ignited, and the creatures that were used to the darkness suddenly saw the light, and they were indeed a little uncomfortable, not to mention that the fire in Ye Lang's palm was not an ordinary flame, otherwise it would not have burned the cobwebs that were constantly chopped with knives and guns.

The way up has been blocked, there are many caves underground, Ye Lang didn't dare to separate his divine consciousness too much, he found a cave that looked relatively spacious, first probed into a little divine sense, and after finding that there was no danger, he took out a dagger in his hand and walked in, this kind of narrow small cave, there is no way to use the spear.

Yun Junquan thought about it, and finally decided to follow Ye Lang, his initial plan was to get the most bronze medals, get the first place, overpower all the disciples, and let everyone know that he was the well-deserved first among the younger generation, but now he has changed his mind, since he has won three bronze medals and has obtained the qualification to enter the secret realm of Mangshan Ridge, this is enough, just like Ye Lang said, Jian Xiu is not a lone ranger, maybe it is good to have a friend appropriately.

Although the person still looks very small.

"Senior Brother Yun...... Are you looking for an exit or are you looking for someone? Ye Lang turned around several times, and found that the breath that followed behind came and went, and followed her not far or close, and finally couldn't help but ask.

Is it a peer or a different line, you always have to make a statement, it's not a matter to always follow her, and the relationship between the two is still a competitor now, if the bronze medal that he worked so hard to find was finally snatched by the person behind him, it would be a bit more than worth the loss, although Ye Lang didn't think that Yun Junquan would rob it.

"Follow you and return your favor."

Does this mean to protect her, in order to repay the relief just now, or is it the favor of those few words?

Okay, Ye Lang decided to make it clear first: "I got separated from Senior Sister Lu and Senior Brother Pei, they should also be nearby, and I will also look for the bronze medal by the way." ”

Ye Lang looked at the three bronze medals hanging from Yun Junquan's waist, and the look in his eyes was self-evident.

"Pei Ling?" Yun Junquan's hand holding the sword tightened, and he raised his eyes to look at Ye Lang.

"Well, after the Misty Forest, we'll come together." Ye Lang nodded, there was no other emotion in Yun Junquan's eyes, maybe it was the words just now that had an effect.

"Let's go."

Yun Junquan didn't speak again, and motioned for Ye Lang to continue walking, but the pace he followed was closer, and he looked like a companion.

The two of them don't know how many caves they have passed through, how many roads they have walked, it seems that they are far away from the original place, the underground is like a labyrinth, full of large and small caves, some are dug by rats, some are naturally generated, and the end is Baichuan Qianmo, two of them also encountered a lot of rats, all of which were solved by Yunjunquan, so that Ye Lang had no chance to make a move.

As more and more rats appeared, and the cave became wider and wider, Ye Lang knew that they were coming to an end, and it seemed that they had reached the place of the rat king.

Ye Lang slapped a hidden talisman on himself, and handed Yun Junquan a few of them, seeing that he was a little surprised, he realized that he had treated him as Pei Ling, as a monk in the late stage of foundation building, this kind of thing could not be unprepared, when Ye Lang was about to withdraw his hand, a few talismans on his fingertips were taken away by Yun Junquan, and this time it was Ye Lang's turn to be a little surprised.

"There is no reason to take back what is sent."

Yun Junquan didn't look at Ye Lang, and also slapped a hidden breath charm on his body, and then stepped forward over Ye Lang, carrying Ye Lang's face, hooking a gentle smile, softening his usual serious and resolute face.

Sure enough, after walking for a short time, I saw a huge nest when I got out of the hole, and there was an adult-sized rat king lying in the middle, covered with black fur, smooth and shiny, with slightly closed eyes, as if sleeping but not sleeping, and there were a lot of normal-sized mice around the side, which seemed to be reporting things, one of which was the most familiar, it was the mouse that lured Ye Lang and the three of them over, squeaking and saying something in the ear of the rat king.

"It is rumored that the rats have the highest intelligence among the demon beasts, and it seems to be true." Ye Lang was amazed in his heart, if other demon beasts had such wisdom, I am afraid that they would have already rebelled against the sky, how could they still have the status of human cultivation.

"It's just a fourth-order rat king, pretending to be a ghost!" Yun Junquan said disdainfully.

Looking at the posture of the Rat King, it does look like he is the king of the mountain, but the fourth-order demon beast already belongs to the category of a half-step golden pill, and for Ye Lang, he still needs to be extra careful when fighting, but as a sword cultivator who is also a half-step golden pill, it is a simple matter.

"I'll deal with that rat king, and after you get the bronze medal, burn the rest of the rats." After Yun Junquan finished speaking, he had already gone out, and was trapped in the cobwebs by a group of rats for a few hours, and this shame could only be washed away with the blood of the culprit. (To be continued.) )