Ling Luo had to stop, Qian must have discovered that Ling Luo borrowed its killing intent, so he hid his killing intent, and it was indeed a cunning spirit. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter what, there is still a mile away, as long as you can keep an absolute straight line, you can reach the crater. In this way, Ling Luozhu held the bronze giant tripod and cautiously walked forward.

A few minutes later, Ling Luo felt the temperature of the sea rising, which was warm only when it was close to the crater. He breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately the direction did not deviate.

After walking for another half a mile, he finally arrived at the crater, and Ling Luo came out of the dingli. Huanmeng is next to the crater, looking at Huanmeng's figure, the hanging heart can finally be put down.

Ling Luo flipped the ding over and pushed it to the rim of the crater. He walked to Huanmeng again, and at this time, Huanmeng had already cried into tears, holding the blade of the lower string in his hand, trembling, and tears kept oozing from the corners of his eyes.

After being away for so long, this girl was terrified.

Ling Luo broke away from Huanmeng's hands that were clenching the hilt of the sword, and held her, the warmth of the palm came, and Huanmeng suddenly threw himself into Ling Luo's chest, hugged him tightly, and refused to let go. The little face was buried in Ling Luo's chest, and the temperature of tears spread throughout.

Ling Luo just stood like this, letting Huanmeng hold herself, this girl was really guilty.

In this way, after a long while, Huanmeng slowly let go of his hand.

Seeing this, Ling Luo wrote in the palm of her hand: It's okay.

The dream circled his palm for a while: Well, hee-hee.

This made Ling Luo smile bitterly, he looked at the woman in front of him with some distress, this may be the longest wait she has experienced in her life!

Ling Luo's primordial consciousness became stronger, and the range that could be detected expanded from within one step to within two steps.

Two steps away, the spirit was still next to it, lying on the rock and gasping, seeing Ling Luo reappear, and bringing a giant ding, it seemed to be very unwilling.

Inside the crater, the magma surged violently, and the fox stood up, his bloody eyes glaring at Ling Luo, and then leaping down and plunging into the magma.

Ling Luo knew that the time had come, so he pushed the bronze giant tripod into the crater, holding a sword in one hand and sleepwalking around the crater with the other, and both fell into the bronze giant tripod.

Soon, the bronze giant tripod was scalded red, the sea water was boiled hot, and there was a trick to avoid water to isolate the sea water, and the hot sea water could not hurt them.

The bottom of the sea within a radius of ten miles trembled violently, a slight crack appeared in the ground, and in the crater, a red magma column erupted, rushing upwards unstoppably.

The bronze dome rose rapidly in the magma, and after a few moments, it rushed out of the ravine of the Dead Realm, and the blue water appeared in front of them, and they finally saw the color.

The magma continued to erupt upwards, rushing directly out of the sea and flying high into the air.

With a loud "poof", the bronze giant tripod carried the two people to the sea, and then the giant tripod sank to the bottom of the sea.

Ling Luo floated on the surface of the sea, leaning on his back, breathing in the fresh air, looking at the blue sky, the depression in his heart in the past few days was swept away and became extremely comfortable.

Huanmeng smiled happily and shouted, "Hey, we escaped! Now we can see everything, we can hear everything...... Hahaha!"

Trapped in a ravine, after several difficult days, he finally escaped, and at this moment, he dreamed of a dream and couldn't wait to shout hundreds of words loudly.

Ling Luo poked her shoulder:

"What are you happy about? Don't jump in the first place, there will be no such things. ”

Look for death!

Huanmeng was so angry that he clenched his fist and hit Ling Luo's chest, Ling Luo fainted in response, his eyes closed, unconscious. He was so tired, and after a few days, his body and mind were exhausted.

Seeing Ling Luo faint to death, he panicked around his dreams, and quickly dragged him to a nearby island.

A few days ago, Ling Luo jumped into the ravine because of the situation, and he had no choice but to do so.

And the reason for jumping into the ravine around the dream is a little inexplicable, for the sake of her sister who sank into the ravine seven years ago?

My sister was locked in a cage and sunk into a ravine, a place called the Dead Domain, how could there be life?

During this trip to the ravine, she finally determined that a fact that had puzzled her heart for a long time was that her sister was no longer alive.

Huanmeng placed Ling Luo on the grass, looking at this bloodstained body, he felt extremely distressed.

Huanmeng tore his gray clothes apart, a row of deep tooth marks on his chest, and the white ribs were exposed in front of her eyes, and she suddenly felt a tingling of her scalp.

The two bloody holes in his chest and abdomen looked terrifying. The scar left by the explosion of blood on his right hand was no longer conspicuous in comparison.

Sadness filled the heart of the dream at once, as if these wounds were on oneself.

She couldn't imagine what kind of danger Ling Luo endured in the ravine, and finally escaped with her.

"I'm dying, and you're joking with me. ”

In the ravine, Ling Luo walked in front and led her, walking, and suddenly hugged herself behind her, walked and walked, and hugged herself behind her.

At that time, she didn't understand, why did Ling Luo keep repeating this action?

Now, looking at Ling Luo, who was covered in scars, how could she not understand?

It was Ling Luo who encountered danger again and again, and in order to protect her, he took her behind him again and again.

"Girl, stand in the back!"

In front of the Yingxue Palace, Ling Luo's appearance came to mind, with a smile on his face......

The sad emotions finally couldn't be controlled, and in an instant, the tears broke down, and the dream lay on Ling Luo's body and cried loudly, and the shark's tears filled Ling Luo's chest and flowed into the wounds.

I thought of my sister in a dream......

Seven years ago, in the palace of the Sea King, she was short and hugged her sister's legs, looked up at her sister, and her sister looked down at her, her eyes were full of tears, and her sister's tears fell on her face like raindrops......

Also remembered...... The sudden smile of my sister when she was crying was the smile of my sister in front of the ravine when she faced her father's rebuke in the Sea King Palace.

And also...... After my sister laughed, she hugged her dream and cried again.

Before parting that day, the last words that my sister said to her kept echoing in my mind.

"My sister loves to dream, hehe...... Maybe one day, when I grow up in the dream, I will also understand my sister's choice. ”

"It's better never to have that day. ”

But on this day, she finally understood her sister's original choice, and understood what her sister was determined to die for a human being.

After a long time, Huanmeng gradually became tired of crying, she wiped her face and sat quietly beside Ling Luo to wait.

Quietly, the shark tears were repairing the wounds on Ling Luo's body little by little, and the cracked muscles and bones were slowly healing.

If it weren't for the blood of the shark that had been absorbed around the dream, and his body was seriously injured, I was afraid that he would have died long ago.

He was really sleepy, he fainted from the blow of the dream, and slept soundly.

The sun was setting over the sea in the west, and the water was dyed blood-red and dazzling.

Ling Luo woke up, he sat up slowly, and stretched.

"Uh...... Where are my clothes?"

When he woke up in a dream, he finally stopped being so sad in his heart, and pulled out a little smile and looked at Ling Luo.

"I've torn your clothes. ”

Ling Luo was naked, very unhappy: "Why are you tearing my clothes?

Huanmeng listened to it for a while, and was about to raise his hand to hit him, but he sneered again:

"yes! I'm a pervert! hee-hee...... Look at it!"

At night, a bright moon hangs in the sky, and the stars in the sky twinkle, illuminating the night.

Under the background of the starlight, the blue hair around the dream is particularly good-looking, after this trip to the ravine, her expression is less cute and childish, and she has a little more calm, I think it is a lot more mature.

Ling Luo still looked that indifferent, sitting naked on the grass, his hair was messy in the wind, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The quiet atmosphere was broken by a dream ring:

"What's next for you?"

Ling Luo's lungs began to hurt again, he had to endure it, and after a while, it didn't hurt so much, and then he said:

"Fall back to Tide City. ”

Falling Tide City, that was the only obsession in his heart.

"Oh......"

Huanmeng's tone was a little lost, she understood that the person in front of her had one thing in his heart, a very heavy thing.

She took a small conch from her waist and handed it out:

"This is for you, it can help you cross the ocean all the way safely. ”

Ling Luo stretched out his hand to take it, this conch is very small and exquisite, and there are a few words engraved on it, and if you look closely, it is written: Calling the shark snail.

"If the people of Xianmen know that you are still alive and will not let you go, you have to be more careful. Okay, I'm going back to Yongdu, goodbye!"

Although she was reluctant to give up in her heart, she knew that since there would be a parting, it was better not to be free.

Ling Luo saw that Huanmeng was leaving, so he stepped forward and gently held her hand: "Close your eyes." ”

I didn't know why, but I still closed my eyes.

How could he be like this? Wrapping dreams' cheeks were a little hot, and there was a hint of joy in his heart......

She felt a stroke in her palm and wrote two words: Ling Luo.

"Ling Luo, a poem that takes the meaning of the world--scattered fate is caused by the wind, right?"

Ling Luo's expression froze, his eyebrows gathered slightly, and he stretched out again.

"Yes, maybe!"

For so many years, his life has been like flying, tossing and turning with the wind, coming and falling with the wind, and he has always been the wind rising and going, and the wind is stable and stable.

Walking into the sea step by step, he looked back at Ling Luo, who still had a smile on his face.

It is not easy to remember a person's name, it requires fate. It will not be easy to remember a person's face deeply. And the most difficult thing is that I have deeply remembered his face, but it is difficult to look at each other and talk to each other.

The shark tears are amorous, and she is afraid that her tears will not be able to control it, so she will definitely sink into the sea water and disappear.

Ling Luo looked at the blue sea in a daze, the sea was empty, only ten thousand stars and a bright moon were reflected in the sea.

He yawned and fell asleep.