"Whether you can get in or not is still two words. Huang Quanjun looked at Yun Fan steadily, and then said casually.

"I don't know how many years I've been asleep, and I don't know if it's been a hundred years. ”

"I can stay here for half a year, and after half a year, I will go out, and if the emperor's tomb is opened at that time, you will have to go alone. Yun Fan calculated the time and said.

"It's better that you don't go in, even I don't dare to say that I can get out of the danger inside. Huang Quanjun shook his head.

"Then it can only depend on the will of God, don't worry, I am a very trustworthy person. Yun Fan nodded matter-of-factly.

If Xiao Ba heard Yun Fan's words here, I am afraid that he would laugh out loud, and this stinky boy would believe his fate, unless the five mountains were upside down and the rivers and seas were overturned.

"Woo!"

At this moment, a whimper suddenly came from the gray mist.

Yun Fan and Huang Quanjun subconsciously looked towards the gloomy mist.

I saw that beside the huge black shadow, the strange little flower that emitted a hazy light seemed to have changed.

"Is it about to bloom new petals so soon, it seems that this Huangquan seven-section flower really likes yin and evil. Huang Quanjun looked at the Huangquan Seven Festival Flower and said to himself with a frown.

Has it started to metamorphose?

Yun Fan hurriedly stared intently in that direction, afraid that he would miss this rare scene.

"Buzz!"

More and more of the gloomy mist was absorbed by the Huangquan Seven Node Flower, and the whole flower body began to tremble slightly.

After a while, with a flash of light, the original four-petaled Huangquan seven-section flower had turned into five petals, like a sun flower.

"The color of its petals seems to have changed!" Yun Fan found that even the color of its petals was gradually becoming a little scarlet.

"Yes, the five-petaled Huangquan Seven-Section Flower is indeed this color, and when it grows to six petals, the color will completely turn scarlet, just like the color of blood. Huang Quanjun carefully looked at the Huangquan Seven Festival Flower swaying in the gloomy mist, and explained to Yun Fan.

"What if it grows to seven petals?" Yun Fan asked.

"If it really grows to seven petals, what a beautiful picture it will be. Huang Quanjun looked at the Huangquan seven-section flower, with hope in his expression.

"You'll know when the time comes. ”

Yun Fan pursed his lips and muttered something that still hung people's appetites.

"When are we going to leave here, are you going out with us?" Yun Fan didn't linger on this question and asked Huang Quanjun.

"It will take some time for your friend to wake up, and I have something to prepare, three days later, when your friend will be almost awake. Huang Quanjun pondered for a while, and then said.

"Do you want to leave the Huangquan Seven Festival Flower here?" Yun Fan glanced at the little flower in the gray mist and said with some hesitation.

"Don't worry, it's a deep stream of abandonment, full of gloom and treachery, even people who want to commit suicide won't choose to come here, it's safe here. ”

"I'd love to see it fully grow to the point where it grows to the point of having seven flowers. Huang Quanjun said as if he was talking to himself.

Yun Fan thought about it, it's right, this kind of ghost place, even the demonic beasts don't want to set foot in it, who will be idle and have nothing to do near here?

Moreover, if this Huangquan Seven Flowers really grows to Seven Flowers and Seven Flowers, it will be a life-saving trump card for him.

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Fan closed his eyes and began to meditate, these days, his injuries are not light.

Huang Quanjun looked at Yun Fan, who had entered a meditative state, and then looked up at the Huangquan Seven Festival Flower in the gloomy mist, and was silent.

"Ah Li, what I promised you has been done, when I find out the beginning and end of the year, I will go to you, you must wait for me. ”

Huang Quanjun muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

。。。。。。

Three days passed in a flash, and when Yun Fan opened his eyes, Huang Quanjun was standing beside Ling Zetian with his hands in his hands, looking up at the Huangquan Seven Festival Flowers in the gloomy mist.

"Why hasn't he woken up yet?" Yun Fan retracted his gaze and looked down at Ling Zetian, who was still tightly closed.

"Judging by the time, it should be soon. Huang Quanjun didn't look back and said loudly.

As if to verify Huang Quanjun's words, Ling Zetian, who had not moved, suddenly reacted.

"Ahem!"

Ling Zetian coughed and slowly opened his eyes, his face was no longer as pale as before.

Although it still looks a little weak, it is obviously much better than the half-dead appearance of three days ago.

"Is this the Yellow Spring?" Ling Zetian looked at the gloomy mist above his head with some blankness, but he mistook it for the Yellow Spring.

"Yes, this is Huangquan, I am the iron-masked judge, you are so fucking ugly, you are scared of Lord Yama, the underworld is unwilling to accept you, go back to the world!" Yun Fan said angrily.

"Hey, no, you're bull-headed and horse-faced, no, you're black impermanence. Ling Zetian looked at Yun Fan with some surprise and blurted out.

"I'm your uncle!" Yun Fan squatted beside Ling Zetian and glared at him with a dark face.

"If my grandfather or sister hears about it, I guess you'll die a terrible death. Ling Zetian pouted.

Looking at this guy's appearance, Yun Fan, who was originally worried about his injury, considered whether to slap him to death.

"Ling Zetian, I remember that you weren't like this before, with a cold face and a look of ignorance, like an ice cube. ”

"Why are you so eloquent now, it shouldn't have been pretended before, right?" Yun Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Ahem, it's not that Yun Fan has been led astray. Ling Zetian said hesitantly, his eyes flickering a little.

Yun Fan looked at his flickering appearance, and his heart was like a mirror, this guy must have something to hide from him.

"Hmm, before, didn't you say you hadn't seen me before?" Ling Zetian came back to his senses, couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked at him with some suspicion.

"Ahem, I didn't listen to Yun Fan's guy yet, saying that you have a cold face all day long, like a zombie, and you still cherish words like gold, jumping out word by word. ”

Yun Fan coughed dryly, and hurriedly used himself as a shield.

"It's Yun Fan that guy again, how many bad things does this thing say about me behind my back?" Ling Zetian said angrily.

"The next time I see this guy, I'm going to have to beat him up!"

"Are you sure you can beat him?" Yun Fan looked at Ling Zetian and waved his fist hatefully at the air, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.

"Now I'm only one step away from the Spirit Venerable Realm, can I still beat him?" Ling Zetian was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Yun Fan Dao.

"I've had an adventure, otherwise I wouldn't have rushed to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Sect Realm in such a short period of time. As if he was afraid that Yun Fan would not be convinced, Ling Zetian specially added.

"If you have an adventure, it doesn't mean that others don't have adventures, the last time I saw him, he was already in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Sect Realm. ”

Yun Fan looked at Ling Zetian's serious appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and then joked a little.