In the dimly lit dungeon, the light and ethereal body of the spirit crane is really conspicuous.

Yuan Antong immediately found the trace of the spirit crane, and tried to catch it with one hand, but as soon as the breath touched the spirit crane, he noticed that something was wrong, and the spirit crane immediately dissipated in the air and turned into green smoke.

Yuan Antong frowned, I don't know what the spirit crane is?

Suddenly, a spirit crane appeared again in the dark passage!

Yuan Antong squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the demon wolf, and wondered in his heart, could someone come to save him?

In an instant, Yuan Antong had already ordered the guards to strictly guard the demon wolf, and hurriedly walked out of the dungeon to patrol the mountain.

After the girl left, Ling opened her wolf eyes slightly and looked at the place where the spirit crane had disappeared.

His heart moved slightly, and a figure suddenly rose in his mind.

Ling Xi, this stupid girl, should she be reckless to save him?

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a golden crane flew out of a small corner again.

The crane flapped its wings and slowly came to his ears.

In an instant, a voice rang in his ears.

As the crane dissipated, a resolute and soft voice lingered in his ear—wait for me.

Obviously, he didn't say anything, only the word 'wait for me', but it was so joyful and haunting.

The corners of the demon wolf's humane mouth smirked, and he was lonely again.

He said softly, "Don't come ......"

The blood contract is an active contract of the demon beast, and it is not easy to forcibly terminate the contract, and it may also harm the original contract owner.

Ling closed his eyes, now that he was tied up in the dungeon, he was accumulating strength, and when he went to the altar on the day of the full moon, he would find a way to escape.

It's just that what if Ling Xi comes here at that time?

There was no way for him to save her anymore, and even he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to escape at the hands of the Yuan family master in the merger period.

Ling Xi Ruolai......

The idea of living and dying together was finally left behind by him, he didn't want to die, and he didn't want Ling Xi to leave the world, so he wanted Ling Xi to live safely, even if his blood burned out!

***

Lockdown, the third day of high-intensity training.

Ling Xi still hadn't received any news from any forging masters, and there were very few forging masters in the county and even in Jingzhou, just when she was anxious, Chu Yi stood up.

She looked at the man in front of her in confusion: "First year of junior high school, what's wrong?" ”

"Although I am not a master of blacksmithing, I am a master of alchemy, and I still have the ability to play with fire."

“……”

"Hurry up the recruitment of a blacksmith, instead of waiting, why don't you treat a dead horse as a live horse doctor?"

Ling Xi pursed her lips and frowned at Chu Yi.

The other party is Xin'er's boyfriend, and she also sees the character of the first year of junior high school in the past few years, and in general it is trustworthy.

The luck of the first year has always been very good, as if God favored it, as if he had a male protagonist script in his hand, and he was strange all the way.

Ling Xi didn't hesitate, and immediately gave the puppet blueprint of the merger period to the first junior high.

She said: "I know that you must have an extraordinary opportunity, and I have no right to ask about personal opportunities, and I have no other intentions, but you can also keep my chances secret." ”

When he saw the puppet he was about to forge, he immediately stayed in place.

He finally understood why Ling Xi asked him to keep it a secret, wasn't the puppet drawn on the drawing the same puppet he had seen in the secret realm? And it's also a fitting period!

He looked left and right, thought about it carefully, and once again determined that it was a puppet in the secret realm.

He stared at Ling Xi with wide eyes, obviously Ling Xi hadn't even stepped into the door of the main hall at that time, how could he get the puppet drawings under the noses of many monks?