Pansi Cave, that is, the former Water Curtain Cave, stood in front of the stone gate, Bai Jingjing suddenly said in a trance: "Back then, it was here, he told me that he would marry me."

Yang Yanhan looked at Bai Jingjing, and then said lightly: "What you see and hear may not be true." This world is originally a deception, a dream. ”

"A scam, a hoax, and I'll never forget the day when his men told me he didn't love me anymore. Therefore, I want to worship Pansi Daxian as a teacher, so that I can defeat him, ask him, do you regret it? Bai Jingjing's eyes were full of fluorescence, and there was a hint of moist breath.

Yang Yanhan did not continue to dwell on this issue with Bai Jingjing, and opened the door of the Pansi Cave.

Bai Jingjing's footsteps were obviously very slow, it was not that she was not familiar with this place, on the contrary, she was quite familiar with this silk cave. It's just that she hasn't walked a single place, and it seems that she regrets that she was immediately immersed in her memories and couldn't wake up for a long time.

No matter how long the road is, there is a day to finish, not to mention a mere Pansi hole. When Bai Jingjing stayed in the draining black hole in the depths of Yang Yanhan's dream for several hours, Bai Jingjing, who came out again, asked Yang Yanhan, "I'm going to go to the Bull Demon King to see my master, do you want to go with me?"

At this time, Yang Yanhan, who was on a long stone chair, shook his head with a smile and said, "If you want to go, you can go by yourself, and I will continue to wait here."

"Wait? Who are you waiting for? Bai Jingjing asked puzzled.

Yang Yanhan raised his head slightly, looked at the cyan roof in the stone cave, and said flatly: "Wait for those who want me to go out." By the time they can't wait, I think. Something interesting will happen at one point. ”

"Who would want you out? Oh, I see. Are you saying that I want you to go out, Miss Ben won't fall for you, if you don't go, I'll go by myself! ”

After saying that, Bai Jingjing turned around as if she was negative, and strode out without any nostalgia.

Seeing Bai Jingjing's sight gradually disappear at the end, Yang Yanhan suddenly stretched out his right hand, rubbed the bluestone next to his right hand, and then said to himself: "I don't know what to do next." What will happen to me leaving? Or, force me to become the Monkey King with boundless mana, who has been played with like a marionette all his life! ”

After the martial arts achieved Jindan, the gods and qi merged, the ditch connected the heaven and the earth, and the true yuan fed the body, and from then on, it was no longer restricted by the mundane such as grains and grains. Don't say it's two days a day, even if you don't eat or drink for dozens of days, it's just ordinary.

Not to mention. At this time, under the advancement of the Transformation Dafa, the spiritual power broke through to the level of a second-level wizard in one fell swoop. Time has gradually become less important to Yang Yanhan at this time.

No lights, no sunlight. Not even a single ray of light, darkness, endless darkness shrouded the Pansi Cave. Just like the dream of the Supreme Treasure. Loneliness, loneliness contains countless conspiracies.

The same coiled hole. The unchanged Yang Yanhan is in this unchanging environment. Time always flies. I don't know when, the sound of "squeak" opening the door came again.

Clear footsteps, the sound of the wind pouring into the cave.

The oil lamps on the stone walls were constantly lit, the faint light drove away the darkness, and the black-red figure looked for breath and appeared in front of Yang Yanhan.

"It's been a long time, Spring Thirty Niang!" Yang Yanhan was still sitting there, and said to Chun Thirty Niang with a smile.

At this time, the spring thirty Niang has a little more childishness, and a little less domineering "peach blossoms are everywhere, and no grass grows". However, a person's personality is difficult to change by time.

"Huo ......"

With a clear and rapid sound of the sword coming out, the sword in Chun Thirty Niang's hand was already pointed straight at Yang Yanhan's chest.

"Who are you, how do you know me, I've never seen you. Isn't this Pansi Cave, where is Pansi Daxian? ”

Chun Thirty Niang's sharp shouting and questioning could not bring Yang Yanhan the slightest wavering, if a person has enough strength as a backing, no matter what he does, no matter what he encounters, his heart will always seem very peaceful.

Yang Yanhan slowly stood up, ignoring the long sword that moved slightly with the change in the position of Chun Thirty Niang's heart. When Yang Yanhan stretched out his body completely, he suddenly smiled and said, "Although you haven't seen me now, I have seen five hundred years later."

"Pretending to be a ghost, insane!" With a scolding from Chun Thirty Niang, she turned the sword in her hand, and after dancing a sword flower in the air, she suddenly shook back, and the sword was about to be sheathed.

However, Yang Yanhan's unwavering figure and smile made Chun Sanniang always have a strange feeling in her heart.

"No, you're bluffing me!" With a loud shout, the moment before the sheath of Chun Thirty Niang's long sword suddenly turned into a match, like the Milky Way rolling upside down, with a thunderous momentum towards Yang Yanhan's right shoulder.

The sword is a good sword, the move is a good move, the sword that sharpens iron like mud is paired with a move that does not drag mud and water, as if the next moment, Yang Yanhan's right arm will be separated from his body.

However, in the next moment, Yang Yanhan's eyes suddenly seemed to shoot out countless strange rays of light. After a feeling of being peeped at everything surged into Chun Sanniang's heart, Yang Yanhan suddenly reached out with his right hand, turned his five fingers into claws, and grabbed Chun Sanniang's sword tip like lightning.

Chun Thirty Niang was shocked when she saw this: "Could it be that this strange man's palm is not afraid of the blade?" After a moment's hesitation, he saw that Yang Yanhan's fingers had already grasped the sword, but unexpectedly, the distance between his palm and the blade of the sword was still a few inches, and his fingers popped out of the ground, and a buzzing sword sound came slowly.

Chun Thirty Niang only felt a strong force coming from the sword, and for a moment she only felt that the long sword could not be pinched, and she might fall to the ground at any time.

Yang Yanhan made a move, grabbed it with his right hand, and grabbed it on her shoulder. These two rabbits rise and fall, and the speed of changing moves is rare in the life of Chun Thirty Niang.

Before the sword, Chun Sanniang had even thought about it, and after Yang Yanhan, who looked nervous, she could temporarily leave the Pansi Cave and continue to look for the Pansi Great Immortal. After all, she didn't want to waste her time on a neuropath.

However, after the nail on her neck was cut like a knife, the red blood left along her snow-white neck, and in a short time, her whole dress was dyed even more bewitching and scarlet.

At this time, Yang Yanhan raised his head, looked at the blood scab that was slowly condensing on his hand, and suddenly said to himself: "You say, if you die now, five hundred years later, will there be such a person as Chun Thirty Niang?" (To be continued.) )