Leng Ning jumped lightly, and soon returned to the ventilation passage where they met.

Eight turns to the birth cave, the corpse spirit that cultivates in it must be more than seven turns.

With his current strength, if he doesn't use the illusion, he is comparable to the strength of the sixth-turn corpse spirit, and it is still very dangerous to encounter the seventh-turn corpse spirit.

Leng Ning listened attentively and found that there was no sound in more than a dozen passages. But he could clearly feel the gas flowing through the third ventilation tunnel with a bit of warmth.

It is impossible for the cultivation secret room to have a warm breath, Leng Ning lowered his body, his back was against the stone wall, and he slowly slid down the third passage.

The fog is shrouded and the fragrance of flowers is bursting.

Leng Ning gently jumped out of the vent, this is a chain of stone caves, all covered and decorated with black and white stones, and there are ghost fires jumping and flashing on the cave walls.

In front of Leng Ning was an elegantly decorated round stone table, on which was placed a large golden wine jug and four wine glasses, one of which was already full of wine.

Leng Ning picked up the wine glass and smelled it, and a floral fragrance mixed with a faint fishy smell came to his nose. He fixed his eyes and saw that the liquid in the cup was a bright red, blood!

He gently opened the lid of the flask next to him, and there was also a large jug of blood inside.

"Brutes, these corpses should all be killed. Leng Ning's heart was full of disgust.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and from the strength of the pace, Leng Ning judged that the skill of the person who came was not high. He didn't deliberately dodge, just hid his figure and continued to stand by the stone table.

Entering the cave was a fair-skinned young man,* dressed in an undershirt like a half-length shorts, barefoot.

After entering the cave, sitting on the stone bench, he picked up the cup of bright red plasma, tilted his head and poured it all into his mouth.

"Ahh ”

Leng Ning looked at the man with blood on the corner of his mouth, and tasted the taste of blood with an intoxicated face, and his stomach felt uncomfortable.

He took two steps behind the man, and with two fingers, the man slid directly to the ground without making a sound.

Leng Ning grabbed his neck and threw it casually, and the man flew straight into a small empty hole next to him.

Leng Ning's figure changed into the appearance of the man, and walked towards the big hole in front of him.

The fog in the cave had come from here, but it was a large bathhouse, and a circular pool in the center of the cave was steaming.

"You're here?" asked a cold female voice faintly.

Leng Ning fixed his eyes and saw the back of a young woman leaning on the edge of the pool.

The woman's shoulders were exposed, pink and white, white glittering.

Her hair is long and hovers and floats in the water.

What's going on?

The man who had been drinking just now was the woman's lover, lover, servant?

"Don't stand still, come, pinch my shoulder. ”

Leng Ning didn't answer, and slowly came to the pool, where the woman sat naked.

The fog was billowing, but it couldn't block Leng Ning's gaze.

The woman is as white and tender as a bamboo shoot, with a bee waist in her hand, and the front and back are concave and convex, and Leng Ning can't help but feel a burst of blood boiling.

Leng Ning's hands were gently placed on the woman's shoulders, and while recalling the massage technique given to him by his first girlfriend in his previous life, he rubbed the woman in front of him.

In his previous life, Leng Ning's shoulders and neck were not good since he was a child, and his first girlfriend once enrolled in a class for him to learn family massage, and the technique was very professional. Leng Ning reminisced as he began to try.

After finding a few big points on the shoulder, he used all the techniques of pushing, rolling, kneading, holding, pressing, rubbing, and patting.

After using all the routines, Leng Ning left the woman's shoulders with both hands and was about to call it a day.

The woman suddenly screamed, stood naked, and lay on the table by the pool.

Is this going to be a full set?

Leng Ning helplessly pulled his fingers and started again.

The fingertips touched the skin, full of elasticity, feeling the ups and downs of the woman, the peaks and ravines, and Leng Ning's throat gradually began to dry up.

"What's your name?" The woman's low moan was very coquettish, but when she spoke, she was still cold, and after listening to the woman's voice, Leng Ning's throat was finally refreshed.

"My name is ...... White boy. ”

"Shaonan, who did you learn massage from? I have never seen your technique before. ”

"I studied with a woman. ”

"Oh, then what else will you do besides massage?" The woman lay on the edge of the pool, her white and tender feet cocked, and she turned her head to look at Leng Ning with a light smile.

It was a very delicate and beautiful face, charming eyebrows and eyes, a small nose, and plump lips, if it weren't for the pair of all-black pupils, she would definitely be a top beauty.

Huh, how does this woman seem to have seen her? Where is it?

That's right! In the illusion of Xiao Bai Aya, she is the woman of the Spirit King, promise!

Promise got up suddenly, hugged Leng Ning's neck, pulled his hands, Leng Ning's body crooked, and his whole body pressed on Promise's body.

Promise stared at Leng Ning with his eyes, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't be afraid, if you can make me happy, I may not kill you, and I will let my brother reward you well." ”

Leng Ning's mind spun quickly, looking at Promise's beautiful face, and gently kissed her lips.

This kiss was so soft and long, so that the cold promise began to be a little intoxicated, the whole body was soft, the legs were wrapped around Leng Ning's legs, and the whole body and Leng Ning were tightly together, involuntarily rubbing back and forth.

Leng Ning's hand groped around Promise's body, his fingers seemed to have cast magic, from bottom to top, as if plucking the strings, Promise trembled with excitement.

Finally, his hand rested on the back of her neck.

Suddenly, his fingers were slightly forced, and the restless body of the promise stopped instantly, and he looked at Leng Ning, who was calm-eyed, with a look of surprise.

"Shaonan, what are you going to do?"

"Promise, I don't believe you. ”

"Don't be impulsive, I'm already in love with you when you're so powerful, I really won't kill you. ”

"Are you willing to take a risk for a little person like me? Aren't you afraid of the Spirit King?"

"I ...... Shaonan, you believe me, I won't ......"

Leng Ning wanted to hold on to his promise and let her confide more information about the General Altar and the Spirit King, but just when he thought he had completely controlled the situation, a strange and poignant animal hiss reached his ears.

A sable appeared out of thin air and frantically pounced on Leng Ning's head at an extremely fast speed, yellow juice splashing outward from its mouth.

Leng Ning's heart froze, and his intuition told him that the horror of this sable was much higher than the promise in front of him and the supernatural ancestor of the five rings, Lu Muyang.

He didn't hesitate at all, turned over and moved in a phantom, and escaped from the stone cave, the sable chased after him, the speed was extremely fast, and he was not bad with Leng Ning.

Quickly turning into the small hole next to him, Leng Ning immediately hid his figure, and at the same time immediately used the Hidden Heaven Skill to completely hide all his aura.

The fierce sable entered the small hole, saw the man who had been thrown on the ground by Leng Ning before, and pounced frantically.

"Don't kill him!" the voice of the promise came from afar.

But by this time the sable had already torn the man's neck apart.

Promise ran to the small hole in a gauze robe, looked at the mess underground, couldn't help but have an angry face, stomped his foot, and turned out of the small hole.

The sable obediently followed her, going back and forth at her feet, until he walked to the edge of the pool in the big hole, and then reached out and picked up the sable, pointed at the sable's head and blamed: "I finally found a different one, and let you bite to death." He doesn't dare to hurt me, why are you in a hurry!"

The sable blinked its round black eyes, pressed its head to Promise's chest, and hissed.