The screams that came out of the nine caves at the same time, both men and women, sounded very suddenly, and disappeared very quickly, but Rao was like this, which still made Zhao Yanran, who was a woman, a little pale with fright.

After Ling Zheng heard the screams, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what had happened to those cultivators who had entered it before.

But seeing that Zhao Yanran's face turned pale, Ling Zheng hurriedly took out a lilac three-pin pill from the ring and gave it to her.

The pill was called Zhenshen Pill, and it was also obtained by Ling Zheng when he used the black ancient mirror to transform the waste pill in the Minglei Mountain Dan room. This Zhen Shen Pill is a three-grade mid-grade elixir, which has an extremely obvious effect on calming the mind and awakening consciousness. But other than that, there is no other effect. And because the refining method is a bit complicated, and the medicinal materials needed are very biased, even if it is a sect like Minglei Mountain, it has basically not been refined a few times, so the number of waste pills is very small. In Ling Zheng's storage ring, there are only a dozen or so of them.

The medicinal power of the Zhenshen Pill does have a miraculous effect, and after Zhao Yanran took the pill, she felt a strange clear stream spread to her limbs and hundreds of remains, and even the Lingtai became clear for a while, and her originally uneasy mood calmed down in an instant.

After her face returned a little ruddy, Zhao Yanran said, "Thank you, Ling Zheng." ”

Ling Zheng shook his head, and suddenly remembered that when Zhao Yanran helped him walk through the square before, because he had to constantly freeze the Thunder Tiger Blood into a hard layer of ice, Zhenyuan should have lost a bit of a lot. So he took out a jade jar containing the three-grade Huanglong Dan from the ring and handed it over.

Zhao Yanran was a little stunned when she saw this, and remembered the scene when Ling Zheng gave her a jar of Jade Snow Pill when she was in the Hidden Dragon Stream. After she stretched out her hand to take it, she saw that it was a jar of the best Huanglong Pill, gently picked one up and took it, and said with a smile: "It seems that I will have to be with you more in the future, at least the pill is not to worry." ”

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Yanran felt that she had said the wrong thing, her face was just a little better, and she instantly turned red through her ears.

Ling Zheng nodded like an idiot and said, "I still have a lot of pills here, if Senior Sister needs them, take more." ”

Zhao Yanran finally realized that when she was chatting with the red-eyed monster or learning art, why did the red-eyed monster say that Ling Zheng was born with a lack of roots.

Now, Zhao Yanran felt that Ling Zheng was beaten by the red-eyed monster in the incinerating crypt when he was in the world, and he really deserved it.

Zhao Yanran ignored Ling Zheng, silently put away the jar of Huanglong Pill, and then turned her gaze to the nine caves that looked exactly the same not far away, thought for a while, and asked, "Ling Zheng, which way do you think we should go?"

Ling Zheng shook his head: "I don't know, alas, since I don't know, let's let God decide." ”

Because there was a beautiful woman standing in front of him, Ling Zheng did not make that kind of action of throwing shoes, but like Xiang Xuefeng at the beginning, he took out a first-grade spirit weapon long sword from the storage ring, raised his hand and threw it into the air.

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, the long sword fell to the ground, and Ling Zheng saw the long sword pointing at the cave in front of him, which was the most central of the nine caves, and there was a smile on his face: "It seems that we really have a relationship with this most central cave." Senior sister, do you have any ideas? If not, let's choose this one. ”

Zhao Yanran couldn't laugh or cry at this method of breaking the road, but because she didn't know how to choose, she had to rely on Ling Zheng.

But then, Zhao Yanran said in a low voice: "Ling Zheng, you don't need to call me senior sister, just call me by my name, it sounds more pleasing to the ear." ”

It is estimated that any man with a normal head can understand the meaning of this. But Ling Zheng just nodded, didn't think much about it, and said, "Actually, I've wanted to do this for a long time, your name is actually very good." Then, I'll call you Yanran in the future?"

Zhao Yanran nodded with a slightly red face.

"Another reason is that you don't look much older than me. Ling Zheng said to himself: "By the way, I still don't know your age, how old are you?"

Zhao Yanran was a little embarrassed at first, but seeing the very serious expression on Ling Zheng's face, she instantly lost her temper. She didn't pay attention to Ling Zheng, but walked to the cave that was located in the center of the nine caves.

Ling Zheng stood in place and looked at Zhao Yanran's back, scratched his head for some reason, and then followed.

Different from the cave they had walked before, this one was much narrower, and not only that, Ling Zheng and Zhao Yanran hadn't walked far before they saw a large pool of blood on the ground. Not far away, the corpse of a headless cultivator was being devoured by the rock walls of the cave.

It seems that the man should have been dead for not long.

Zhao Yanran was about to move on, but was stopped by Ling Zheng. She looked back and found Ling Zheng crouching beside the pool of blood, as if she was sniffing something carefully.

Zhao Yanran was a little puzzled and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Hmm. Ling Zheng stood up, his eyes that looked like they had no pupils and scanned the surroundings, and replied at the same time, "This pool of blood is not a person's, it smells like there is blood left by demon beasts in it." And Yanran, you can clearly see the neck of the headless cultivator's corpse, the wound is very like something has pulled out the head alive. So I felt that there must be monsters or something in this place, and it seemed to be a lot more difficult than the golden retriever monkey we had encountered before. ”

It is no exaggeration to say that Ling Zheng's nose is really much smarter than that of ordinary dogs. This ability to smell two flavors from a pool of blood, Zhao Yanran is ashamed of herself. But there is no envy at all.

In fact, even if she didn't need Ling Zheng's advice, Zhao Yanran was vigilant all the time. Because before she came here, she had been told a lot of things to pay attention to.

After continuing to move forward for a few steps, Ling Zheng suddenly heard a slight wheezing sound in front of him, and immediately summoned the Xuanwen Pen, carving a flash array on his and Zhao Yanran's feet, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

The two glanced at each other, and Ling Zheng walked in front of Zhao Yanran, signaling her to be careful, and then took a step and continued to move forward.

Compared to the brighter cave, Ling Zheng was still observing the surrounding environment with his delusional eyes, and at the same time, the wheezing sound that had been remembered in his ears before became clearer and clearer as he and Zhao Yanran continued to move forward.

After turning a corner, Ling Zheng saw a very tall and burly figure standing in the distance, quietly staring at the rock wall of the cave. He was holding a round object in his hand and looked very excited.

Seemingly isolated by an inexplicable force, Ling Zheng found that he couldn't even see the face of the figure's owner with his delusional eyes. He just wanted to take two steps closer, but was stopped by Zhao Yanran behind him.

Even if it was a sound transmission, Ling Zheng could hear Zhao Yanran's voice trembling a little: "Ling Zheng, let's leave." ”

Ling Zheng turned his head at this time, and saw that Zhao Yanran's pretty face was a little pale again, and he was a little unclear.

He also asked, "Do you know that man?"

Zhao Yanran shook her head, and said in a trembling voice, "That's not a person at all. ”

"What do you mean?"

Ling Zheng was a little puzzled, but as soon as he asked this sentence, he felt a faint stinging pain in his back. After subconsciously turning around, he saw that the owner of the previous figure had turned his head to himself.

The man had a pair of green eyes, and at the same time looked lifeless, but also with a kind of ferocity and violence.

Only then did Ling Zheng see clearly that the round thing that the man was holding in his hand was a head that looked deformed at the moment. I think it should be the headless cultivator just now.

"Oops. Zhao Yanran saw that the man's gaze turned to herself and Ling Zheng, and her face became even paler.

"What the hell is going on, Yanran?" Ling Zheng asked without further transmission.

"That's ...... The corpse of an ancient cultivator who has regrown his spiritual wisdom. Zhao Yanran's voice trembled: "In this kind of gloomy place, a corpse like this that has regrown its spiritual wisdom is extremely difficult, and the killing intent is very strong, and it will be desperate when it sees a living person." Generally, if you encounter this kind of storage zài, if you want to live, you can only choose to escape. ”

Ling Zheng looked at the corpse of the ancient cultivator who was slowly walking towards him and Zhao Yanran, who had regained his spiritual wisdom, and then looked around, saying that it was purely a fool's dream to escape in this environment. He subconsciously clenched the Xuanwen pen in his hand and asked, "What about the second option?"

"Kill it, or we will die. ”