Elder Murong glanced at Ziling, who had misunderstood, and immediately checked Shan Thirteen's injury, and his heart was suddenly cold, and there was no pulse. Unconvinced, she pressed her head to Shan Thirteen's chest, barely hearing any heartbeat, which undoubtedly pronounced Shan Thirteen's death sentence.

Ziling secretly saw Uncle Shi's "ambiguous" behavior from between her fingers, and muttered in her heart: Beating is kissing, scolding, and love is like this!

"You can't die, I don't allow you to die, wake me up, wake up!" hasn't gotten more valuable clues from Wanxian Cave, and the life and death of Shan Thirteen is no longer a personal matter, but a matter related to the secret she is tracking.

"Hold on a little longer!"

It's not that Shan Thirteen doesn't have a pulse, but the bone veins are fused with the meridians, and when Elder Murong investigates, what he shows is a real bone, and naturally there will be no reaction when he touches it. As for the heart stopped beating, it was deliberate, and it was still possible to deceive people in a short period of time.

Shan Thirteen's cervical vertebrae had already reached the end stage of recovery, and if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have let Elder Murong hit him so many times without resisting or running away.

"Ecstasy Bone Touching Technique - Refining!"

With a secret cry in Shan Thirteen's heart, a trace of living qi gathered from all directions, slowly condensing a drop of crystal clear living liquid, like a bridge, connecting the two ends of the damaged spine bones together, and it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye that there had been a huge crack and scar.

Click, click

Shan Thirteen twisted his neck mechanically, and he had not turned so freely in such a relaxed way for a long time, almost twisting his head one hundred and eighty degrees. Suddenly, a graceful figure was waving something, and there was a woman's body fragrance in the breeze, and there was also a rotten smell of earth.

"This is the body fragrance of a beautiful master!"

Having been in close contact with Elder Murong more than once, he was very familiar with her Breath Mountain Thirteen, and quietly looked at the environment he was in, and found that the beauty master was digging a pit, a big pit that happened to be almost the same as himself.

"This is to bury yourself alive!" Shan Thirteen suddenly had an idea, and he really guessed it, and it was exactly that.

Feeling that he was almost dug up, Elder Murong raised his hands, and a soft red long whip wrapped around Shan Thirteen's body as fast as lightning, rolling him up in the air and throwing him into the pit.

Bang –

Shan 13 was very unlucky, his whole face hit the ground first, in order not to attract Elder Murong's attention, he could only "eat Coptis chinensis dumbly, and he couldn't tell if he was bitter", and his mouth was full of damp soil.

Rustle –

Elder Murong couldn't see any expression, and with a slight wave of his jade hand, a small pile of dirt continued to backfill, and in the blink of an eye, a fresh grave was erected.

"Where did you come from, where do you go back, I hope you will be reincarnated into a good family in your next life!" Faintly, Shan 13 heard Elder Murong's sigh.

"I have to say that you are very bold, in the past four hundred years, no man has dared to look at me head-on, especially in front of everyone, staring at people's breasts unscrupulously, you are really bold to say!"

Shan 13 couldn't hear the blame in her mouth, but because of her hot eyes, she had a mature charm that was not inferior to that of a girl.

"Alas, it's a pity you didn't tell me where the forsaken land is, and how you escaped?Maybe when I find my father, maybe I'll find a dissolute man like you, and be a little woman, what a happy thing it would be......"

Shan 13 didn't hear what was said behind, only her intermittent crying and sobbing, which seemed to tell about her childhood, because of her father's disappearance, her immature shoulders and bear the burden of the family.

It turns out that this is the real her, a poor woman who longs for her father's love and someone's love!

"I'm leaving, I really want to say I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill you, but you're really too presumptuous, so far I'm ...... Say no more!"

Shan 13 never heard the following again, and it was estimated that Elder Murong had already left, and after waiting for nearly an hour, he was sure that there was no one around, and then he struggled to get up from the dirt.

"It's still fresh air outside!"

As soon as he came out, Shan Thirteen took a long breath, took a breath of pleasure, rested for a while, and restored the tomb to its original state, and then walked in the opposite direction of Elder Murong.

Thousands of miles away from the Jade Maiden Sect's camp, Shan Thirteen found a secluded place and opened the Qiankun bags he had obtained from Black Whisker and Long Mei one by one. Having lost the life mark of the owner, it became easy to remove the spiritual consciousness on the Qiankun bag.

Most of the Qiankun bags with black whiskers are spirit stones, and they are high-grade or even some attribute spirit stones, while the Qiankun bags with long eyebrows are a lot of various metal materials, which are very rare in the market, and are often auctioned for "money two". It's just that there is no soul rejuvenation pill that he wants, so Shan Thirteen's interest can't be raised, and he silently collects it into the blue ribbon.

Without the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, it means that Shan Thirteen will not be able to recover his soul power, and when the time comes, the competition will all depend on his own cultivation state, and it will be completely looking for death.

Of course, the top three in the Dragon and Tiger List of each state this year, with additional rewards, it is a rare experience and wealth to participate in it.

"I'm not here to make soy sauce, because I'm the thirteenth mountain of Tianlongmen!"

For Shan Thirteen, it is for the competition of the Xiuzhen Conference. At first, the goal was to obtain the qualification to participate in the Dragon and Tiger List, but now he has not only become a few masters of the Dragon and Tiger List, but also entered the Earth Movement List, which is a rare achievement of several ancestors in the sect.

"Hey, there are two more things that can't be put in?"

At this time, two things on the ground caught the attention of Shan Thirteen, one was a black stone the size of a pigeon's egg, and the other was a half-foot-long knife with a faint roaring sound on it.

"It's another space stone, haha!"

The black stone is actually a space stone, and the distance of the space is many times larger than the existing space stone in his hand, which is enough to fit the stretched body of the chelicera, and finally have a safe living space.

As soon as he thought of the ceralic corpse that had been severely injured and slumbered, and even cultivated to a stagnant realm, Shan Thirteen's tears couldn't stop rolling in his eyes, and he secretly swore in his heart: The sky and the earth are big, I don't believe that I can't find a panacea to bring the chela corpse back to glory.

As for the half-foot-long short knife, its origin is even more surprising, this is the natal magic weapon of the long-eyebrow real person, and it has reached the realm of the unity of spirit and flesh. I don't know how Changmei did this before he died, but at this moment, there is still a tenth of his soul in the short knife.

One-tenth of the soul of a powerful monk is still a little stronger than a half-step monk, and if he can snatch it and refine it, he may be able to recover the wounds of his soul.