Chapter Seventy-FourWhen Luo Qi and the others came here, there were only two slightly raised earthen bags left and two tombstones made of gold-leaf camphor wood.

Leng Fan and Fan Zhong knew that this must be for the sake of the host, and knelt on one leg for a quarter of an hour before standing up.

"The two of them have no quarrel with the world, who will return them to the same state?" Luo Qi looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't believe it was true for a while, although the twin brothers and sisters were not good with themselves, but the people in the entire Jinluan City knew that they were kind, simple, and had a beautiful character that was rare for the heirs of the Golden Spirit Emperor, and rarely had conflicts with people.

"Looking at the surrounding environment, I'm afraid that only Rin Lin or Rin Huang has such strength. "Rin Zhao is also a little sad, Rin Peng and Rin Jun are not many of them, although he is slightly inferior because of his talent and spiritual power, but the two of them join forces with themselves, the easiest target to attack, but they rarely fight with them, and their character is naturally known to themselves.

"There are footprints nearly two feet long in the southeast, which should have been left by Basanlu. Leng Fan's voice was faint, and she felt more and more that the undisguised murderous aura in this wilderness had completely surrounded everyone, and now it was only a question of who came first and who came first.

"The most important question now is where Rin Jun and Rin Peng have gone," he muttered slightly, "whether they are still alive." ”

"Another point, Rin Lin left clues so clearly to inform everyone of his whereabouts, does it indicate that he is declaring war on Rin Huang. ”

Hearing this, several people did not respond. According to everyone's inference, Rin Lin should have at least obtained the three gold kims of Rin Copper, Rin Peng, and Rin Jun, and in this second round, he only needs to protect himself and Taoguang to maintain his obscurity, and he will naturally be able to pass the test smoothly.

His approach can only show that he wants to compete with Rin Huang, and the stake seems to be "life".

After Luo Qi and the others walked in the northwest direction for a while, they saw that it was indeed not early, and they must not be close to the location of Rin Lin before settling down.

This night was rarely peaceful, but Luo Qi did not sleep peacefully.

Everything over the years had been repeated in his mind, and those who had hurt him seemed to be nothing in the face of death. Why did Jin Ling have such a cruel way to train the imperial heir, why did Jin Ling have such a helpless type of person, and why did everything have to be solved by killing...... Early the next morning, Luo Qi and several people were awakened by the sound of Hongling's chirping.

"What's wrong with it?" Rin Zhao had long thought that this little bird was very weird, and when he saw that it was just dawning today, he cried out, and said with a little complaint.

"There must be something nearby!" Luo Qi said, following the red feather flapping its wings and flying forward.

Several people slowly followed behind Hongling, and their spiritual power was highly concentrated to perceive the surrounding situation, and found that the golden spiritual power was getting thinner and thinner.

"Brother Seven, are you sure we still have to move forward?" This feeling made Rin Zhao frightened, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

"Let's go a little longer, the lack of spiritual power is not harmful to those of us who have low spiritual power. "The premise is that it is a human being, not a spirit.

Leng Fan's face, which was still expressionless, instantly became serious, although she had never felt that kind of feeling, but her subconscious told her that it was definitely not someone who could be dealt with with with the strength of a few of them.

"You guys go quickly, me and Fan Zhong. ”

"What's wrong?" Luo Qi was obviously shocked when he heard this, Leng Fan only used such a tone when he knew that there was a tomb spirit god chasing after him and there was no way back.

As soon as Leng Fan wanted to explain, he heard a sad voice like a woman crying from a distance, and as the voice got closer and closer, the faces of several people became more and more pale. A spirit demon with a face and a somewhat ordinary woman's appearance, but its body was a white-haired tailless ape, about the size of Basanlu, leisurely reverberated back and forth on the trunk of the tree above the heads of Luo Qi and the others.

"Ghost-faced white ape?" Luo Qi was slightly shocked again.

The ghost-faced white ape is a spirit demon that is stronger than the blue fang brown bear king, and legend has it that a woman who was abandoned by her husband was born after being raped by an ape-shaped spirit demon in the wild, so the cry is as sad as a woman's crying. It is dexterous, good at living in the forest, a pair of sharp claws usually receive in the body, once exposed, hard as a hook, can easily put down this golden leaf camphor. Temperamental, both men and women are toyed to death, and then the fleshy corpses are torn and eaten.

"Everyone scattered, but there was still hope for escape. ”

Hearing this, Rin Zhao and Fan Zhong ran east together, while Luo Qi and Leng Fan went west. After all, until it was certain that this spirit demon would chase after him, the golden envoy would not leave his host.

The white ape spun around the trunk of the tree in mid-air a few times, and the sharp claws cut off the trunk from the halfway point and threw it directly at the people who fled below, and after seeing that it was fruitless for a while, he hesitated a little and chased after Luo Qi and Leng Fan.

Seeing the situation, Luo Qi couldn't help but scold damned. He knows a thing or two about this spirit and demon notoriety.

Sure enough, when the two of them were constantly turning under the tree but still found that the fierce beast was getting closer and closer, Leng Fan obviously changed his direction with a wave of the dragon in his hand, and went directly towards the ghost-faced white ape. After a close contact with the fierce beast, the body just brushed the pair of sharp claws of the white ape, and then used the characteristics of the dragon to elongate to a certain extent more quickly, and the speed of escape became more and more powerful.

However, what made Leng Fan regret it was that this guy did not chase after him as he imagined, but ran directly towards Luo Qi.

Originally, Luo Qi, who was still annoyed because Leng Fan wanted to lead away this ghost-faced spirit demon by himself, saw the fierce beast rushing towards him, he didn't dare to have any other thoughts, thinking about how to escape, and a pair of eyes quickly scanned the surrounding environment, and the spiritual power in his body was naturally highly concentrated, and he was at ease to be dispatched. Gradually, he found that the time he needed to stay on a tree trunk became shorter and shorter, and his body became more and more flexible in mid-air. He began to try not to hold the trunk of the tree with both hands, but only to use his feet to step on the strength, although the first time there was a small mistake, borrowing strength on the ground to jump back to the tree, but soon he got used to this jump, plus the time when he ran on the ground, he condensed a scimitar in his hand, and the speed of shuttling between the trees was significantly improved.

It's just that the ghost-faced white ape didn't give up at all, but his eyes became more and more hot, like a child who saw something and went to a toy again. The body is also becoming more and more agile, and for a while, it still narrows the distance between it and Luo Qi, which is not too far.

Although Luo Qi realized the second layer of Xianyuan Pan because of his desire to win, it was even worse than the real ape, and the spiritual power supply of the province was not enough for the immortal ape to climb, and now it was consumed at such a speed, and soon Luo Qi obviously did not dare to use only his feet to step on the trunk of the tree to borrow strength, so he had to stay on a tree trunk honestly for a while, and the stay time was getting longer and longer.

After having a brief physical contact with the white ape again, Luo Qi felt the feeling of death so clearly for the first time. Perhaps even because of the side effects of this fear, Luo Qi fell directly to the ground with an unstable center of gravity in the next long jump, and the white ape at this time was less than five meters away from him.

Although Leng Fan has been chasing the ghost-faced white ape, after all, he wanted to lure it away after affirming that the white ape had given up the weaker two because of himself, so the distance was a bit big at first. In addition, the distance of Luo Qi's leap just now was not inferior to his own, although Leng Fan was anxious in his heart, he was also beyond the reach of the whip, so he had to strive to leap towards it, hoping to kill Luo Qi at a critical time.

It's just that it backfired, and the ghost-faced white ape jumped up and grabbed Luo Qi, who had just stood up and wanted to escape.

Luo Qi smelled the foul smell of the white ape's body, and would rather die than be tortured by it. With a wave of Bixin in his hand, he was easily blocked by the ghost-faced white ape with his claws, and even flew out directly. Luo Qi saw that the white ape was defenseless, and controlled the blue heart to stab at the back of the guy's heart quickly, but it was the queen mother of fur, although the white ape snorted, but obviously it did not have any substantive effect.

Luo Qi regretted that he didn't have a sword to finish himself directly, and saw that the white ape stretched out a huge gray-white mucus sticky, and there were faint traces of blood and maggots' tongue on it, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, because of the increasingly thick stench, he even stopped breathing.

To Luo Qi's relief, the white ape seemed to smell the fainter and fainter smell left by the tomb spirit god, and stopped moving. But to his disgust, the slime was handed to his cold, pale face.

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