In addition to experiments, Lan Jingrou actually wants to know who is calculating herself behind her back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a turn in Zhihai, Lan Jingrou finally found the body of Arnold in Zhihai.

It was lying flat at this time, covered in gray, and even when Lan Jingrou's divine sense approached him, he didn't react.

The poison of that blue beast is really domineering, it's all like this, and I don't know how he is still alive.

A few steps forward, Lan Jingrou was about to make a decision, and next to Arnold, who fell to the ground, a golden light suddenly floated, heading straight for Lan Jingrou's door.

What is it?

Slightly startled in her heart, Lan Jingrou's divine body immediately retreated quickly.

After a few battles, the golden light actually stopped chasing, but returned to Arnold's divine sense, and disappeared again.

Staring at the place where the golden light disappeared, Lan Jingrou frowned: "Interesting." ”

She also vaguely recognized this thing, it should be the imprint left by the elders in the sea of disciples' knowledge in some major sects, and the main purpose should be to know the location of the juniors at any time.

Of course, it is also possible that it only serves as a surveillance and preventive function.

Judging from the strength of this brand, it should have been under it for a long time, and she couldn't see the cultivation of the person who placed the brand, but in the case that Arnold himself couldn't resist, it was very easy for Lan Jingrou to deal with this brand.

Standing in the distance like that, Lan Jingrou didn't get closer, and the phantoms flew between her fingers, and the runes appeared in the air as a huge spider web.

"Go!" With a soft snort, the cobwebs pounced on Arnold, who was lying flat.

There was a flash of golden light in the air, and the golden imprint that had appeared before reappeared.

Lan Jingrou pointed a fingertip, and the cobwebs that pounced on Arnold turned, directly absorbing the entire golden imprint.

The golden brand was trapped, and immediately kept hitting the cobweb.

Lan Jingrou's chest was suddenly knocked by something, and she was slightly uncomfortable, but fortunately, she had been imprinted for too long, and the power was not very great.

Trapping the brand, Lan Jingrou didn't hesitate anymore, stepped forward quickly, raised her finger and pressed it on his eyebrows.

She had heard the jerky words in her mouth many times, but it was the first time she had actually pronounced them herself.

With her whispering voice, golden spots gradually floated in the sea of consciousness, and the spots centered on Lan Jingrou's divine consciousness body, little by little spread out to all corners of Arnold's knowledge of the sea, and finally melted into the eyebrows of Arnold's divine consciousness body.

As the stars blended in, the golden imprint wrapped in cobwebs began to vibrate as if stimulated by something.

The buzzing sound was endless, and Lan Jingrou was uncomfortable to listen to, but she didn't dare to be distracted.

When the last golden speck melted into Arnold's eyebrows, the vibration of the golden brand suddenly stopped, and finally disappeared with reluctance.

It worked!

In the White Yang Sect, a man in white who was talking suddenly frowned.

The middle-aged man sitting across from him was stunned when he saw this: "What's wrong?" ”

The man in white didn't reply, as if he was thinking about something, and he spoke up after a while: "I'm afraid Qinyue is in some trouble, and I want to go to the land of Anling." ”

The middle-aged man frowned, and before he could speak, the man in white in front of him had disappeared.

Coming out of Arnold's sea of consciousness, Lan Jingrou began to gasp for breath, and the toss just now made her sense almost weak to the extreme.

Although this divine imprint is good, it seems that it still needs to be used sparingly.

The strangest thing is that after Lan Jingrou's divine imprint was integrated into Arnold's sea of knowledge, his original sea of consciousness that was originally gray due to poisoning actually gradually recovered.

At this time, even his body began to gradually return to its normal color.

Looking at this situation, Lan Jingrou couldn't help but be a little puzzled for a while, could it be that the blue little beast had already helped him detoxify before he went out?

In Lan Jingrou's confusion, the blue beast walked in with steps.

Facing Lan Jingrou's puzzled gaze, the little beast paused and turned his head, obviously not wanting to explain.

Lan Jingrou didn't dwell too much on this issue, her consciousness was poor, and she needed to rest now.

It's just that the little beast in front of him is a trouble, although it doesn't seem to have any ill will towards itself, but Lan Jingrou is still a little defensive in the end.

This idea didn't last long, Lan Jingrou endured and endured, and finally couldn't survive the poverty, and fell asleep on the ground.

Seeing Lan Jingrou fall asleep, the little beast was not surprised at all, it moved two steps and sat down against Lan Jingrou's back.

As time passed, the paleness on Lan Jingrou's face gradually faded, and the turquoise on the face of the poisoned Arnold on the side had faded.

Arnold opened his eyes, and he was greeted by the rock wall.

Why are you here? He distinctly remembered that he had fought with a small beast with turquoise fur all the time.

Shaking his head, Arnold sat up on his back.

At this time, he realized that he was not the only one in this cave.

The bright red clothes were like blood, and the female cultivator he recognized was the one that Miss You had asked him to introduce to the land of Anling.

She's not dead?!

Still alive?!

Arnold frowned, his five fingers clenched, he stood up and walked a few steps towards the red-clothed nungeon, raising his fist to smash her eyebrows.

"Tsk, that's how humans treat their lifesavers?"

In the darkness, I couldn't tell where the voice was coming from.

There was a bit of mockery in his voice, but more of a chill that made Arnold shiver.

Infant Monk!

As soon as the word Yuanying passed in his mind, Arnold didn't dare to think of killing Lan Jingrou again, but looked around vigilantly.

The cave was not wide, and he could scan the entire cave almost at a glance, but he didn't find any living creatures that could make a sound.

Pursing his lips, he looked down at the ground, only to find that Lan Jingrou's back was curled up in this small turquoise beast, the little beast was leaning on the back of the red-clothed nun, and was staring at him with big eyes at this time.

After taking a closer look, Arnold immediately took a few steps back, he was shocked, as if he didn't expect that the emerald green beast and Lan Jingrou were familiar with each other, and the emerald beast was very different from when he saw it earlier, at least, its unique coercion in its infancy made him frightened.

Glancing at one person and one beast, Arnold decisively turned around and walked out of the cave, he didn't forget You Qinyue's explanation, at this time, he should go back to recover his life, although Lan Jingrou didn't lose her life, but looking at this, she should at least be hit hard.

Afraid that the little beast would chase after him, Arnold went out of the cave, but did not leave in a hurry, but leaned against the stone wall next to him and rested for a while.

He didn't know how he got here, and he didn't even know about the thunderstorm that the Emerald Green Beast and Lan Jingrou had experienced.

If Lan Jingrou was awake at this time, she was afraid that she couldn't help but complain, the place where this guy fainted was closer than her to the center of the thunder tribulation, but she was struck half dead by lightning, but this guy was not injured at all.

(To be continued.) )