Lu Ming was pleasantly surprised, feeling that the piranhas here were like sea fish, although the sea water was very salty, the fish itself was not salted.

Moments later, a peeled and washed fish was placed on a stone slab, and in less than three minutes of blazing temperature, the meat was thoroughly cooked. Although it is a waste of usable drinking water, water and food are indispensable here.

Looking at the oil and water constantly flowing from the stone slab, the continuous 'sizzling' sound, and the fragrance that gradually drifted away, Lu Ming smiled with satisfaction, and threw out the simple fishing rod in his hand again.

So in this place full of crises, a very discordant picture emerged: a handsome young man, fishing with broken limbs, next to a stack of stone pots grilled fish......

Chapter 5

The illusion of noon, whether it was trees or sand, was scorching hot by the increasingly hot sun.

As the weather gets hotter and hotter, the time to grill the fish has changed from five minutes to two minutes, and if you don't pay attention, you will be burnt.

Lu Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead, although he had been using his true qi power to lock his own moisture, he still couldn't completely stop the flow of sweat.

Here, sweating has become a very luxury.

And Lu Ming knew even more that he was so controlling the power of True Qi that he still couldn't suppress sweating, which already showed that if he didn't sweat anymore, his body functions would begin to be disordered, and it might even cause permanent damage.

This is something that Lu Ming will never allow to happen, if the cultivator does not have a good body. Then even if you are a genius, you can't achieve anything.

It's time to find a place to rest in a cave or something.

Lu Ming put away the piranhas and threw the remaining stumps into the lake. At this time, the lake was already covered with a thick layer of water vapor, but it was condensed but not dispersed, like a miasma.

Lu Ming knew that due to the large amount of evaporation of the lake water, the toxins were also volatilized, but they were obviously heavier than the air, so they condensed and would not be emitted. Just such a lake. It is already a place of death, and if you come to drink water at this time, I am afraid that as long as you approach the lake, you will already be highly poisoned.

Lu Ming decided to leave here, even though the air here was relatively comfortable. And it's time to look for the brothers, too.

Although Ouyang Luo's fugitive life has brought him an incomparably rich knowledge of survival. But grilled fish and water will definitely help them. So Lu Ming decided to take a step, but he also had to find a place to rest and avoid the scorching sun. Besides, the ultra-low temperature at night is not something that humans can survive.

Even hard steel can become crispy when it is torn by alternating heat and extreme cold!

For Lu Ming, who existed like a sword forging master, this was all too clear, after all, the temperature here would not take into account the heat of quenching and fire.

Raising his eyes and scanning the surroundings, Lu Ming had already found several mountains that were most likely to have caves, which was not a problem at all for him who was born as a killer, so he walked directly and walked towards the nearest one.

In a short time, Lu Ming had already left the lake area, entered the mountains, and found a hidden cave.

It's just that this process makes Lu Ming unhappy, the reason is that there are three places where there are traces of battle, in fact, Lu Ming knows in his heart that it is not so much the traces of battle, but the swordsman of the Sword Hall who was unilaterally slaughtered by the three-headed monster again!

And it's no wonder. Lu Ming shook his head slightly, the perverted high temperature, lack of food, lack of drinking water, these are enough to make the enthusiastic swordsmen unable to adapt to it in a short period of time, in a short period of time, they will all have the feeling of walking into the sauna.

In this crisis-ridden place, so much can happen in just a short period of time.

And everything about the sword hall swordsman, the equipment, the sword, the clothes, and even the flesh, are very popular with the three-headed monster.

Although some swordsmen would definitely be taken away by other swordsmen or even killed if they found the broken sword, Lu Ming was still a little uncomfortable seeing this situation.

But that's about it. Lu Ming sighed lightly, then put his thoughts away and looked at the cave in front of him.

The cave is barely visible from the outside, the entrance to the cave is covered with dense weeds and low trees, which shade the place tightly, and there are gusts of cool wind in the cave, which can bring people a moment of coolness.

Lu Ming's gaze swept back and forth, the grass and trees were neat and fresh, there was no trace of being trampled by wild beasts, and not even a single beast hair could be seen. Of course, there are no human footprints here.

It looks like a great place to rest. However, Lu Mingke didn't really think so, this overly dense bush seemed to suggest that this was a cave.

Lu Ming smiled slightly, walked in with a step, and suddenly felt extremely cool on his body, as if in the middle of summer, he walked into a room with the air conditioner on at all times, which made people feel indescribably comfortable.

Even if it was Lu Ming, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at this moment. With caves, food, water, and basic living conditions, it is already ready.

This cave is so big that Lu Ming can't see the end. Although there will be problems with adapting to the light as soon as he comes in, Lu Ming's perception ability is very strong. Judging from the information fed back by the perceptual forces, this cave is at least more than a thousand meters.

Lu Ming carefully searched the ground, and the dust on it showed that there had been no living creatures here for at least a long time, not even insects, and it was as quiet as a vacuum.

But Lu Ming felt a pinprick of danger, like a sharp edge on his back, but neither his perception ability nor the power of the sword marks he could control could capture any valuable information.

Lu Ming had already walked into the cave to a depth of nearly 100 meters, he stopped, found a corner that looked good, and sat down quietly. The heat outside was completely unfelt, and the body began to slowly recover. Lu Ming glanced at a small blister on the back of his left hand, if there was no cave, I am afraid that there would definitely be more than this blister.

From this, one can imagine what kind of scene it will be for a swordsman who has not yet found a place to rest.

At the same time, Lu Ming was also worried about the brothers, although they would not have any problems. However, Lu Ming knew that it was useless to worry about it now, so it was better to take care of himself first, and only when he found them could he be truly useful.

Let's eat fish! Lu Ming took out the grilled piranha and ate it slowly, and carefully guarded against the dangerous feeling that existed at the moment but could not be found.

The piranha has a strong body, and the meat and fat taste are good, especially after being grilled, a unique barbecue smell makes people smell so good.

It's just that here, the scent is enough to drive any creature crazy.

Suddenly, Lu Ming was shocked, and immediately threw the grilled fish in his hand behind him, and then the whole person flew backwards for a week, his body was half-squatting, his feet were firmly nailed to the ground, and the sword had appeared in his right hand.

Suddenly, a dark green sword light suddenly flashed from two meters in front of Lu Ming. The broad-bladed sword, which was one and a half meters long, lingered with a faint green light, and from time to time a green light fell from the sword, exuding a cold chill, and then a black shadow appeared behind the sword, and the person was stunned for a moment.

"Huh?"

The visitor's eyes widened, and the sword did not come from the familiar feeling of the sharp blade cutting through the flesh in the past, but pierced into the void!

This feeling of hitting in the air with all his strength made the person who came suddenly feel uncomfortable, after all, the backlash of losing control of the power is not so comfortable, and the control is already super strong if it doesn't flash to the muscles and bones.

But how is this possible?

The person who came looked at the emptiness under the sword, and sighed in his heart, as if something had sunk, and he couldn't help but think: "My sword is by no means an ordinary sword, even if the other party is a sword saint realm, even if he is an intermediate sword saint, it is impossible to hide so neatly under my sword." And now my sword is completely useless, and it doesn't hurt anyone even a little bit! Who is this person?"

The person who came suddenly tilted his head to look in the direction where the person under Fang Cai's sword was dodging, but found that there was nothing, he couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that the other party's sword realm actually surpassed his own? It had reached the level of a high-level sword saint? It's just that, judging from Fang Cai's moment, the other party should still be very young.

Surprised to surprised, the visitor immediately sniffed hard, and then said loudly: "Don't hide! I know you're here! Come out, I smell the smell of grilled fish on you!"

There was a light hissing sound, like a slight sound like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and when the visitor tilted his head, he saw a cold light shooting from the other side, passing in front of his eyes. He suddenly screamed badly, and his figure refracted backwards several times in a row, until he hid in a place he thought was safe, and looked at Lu Ming who suddenly appeared from the darkness.

Between the two, a strand of hair fell.

The reason why it is said to be a fall is only because the hair is covered with all kinds of dust and debris, and the weight is definitely ten or eight times heavier than ordinary hair.

The visitor suddenly felt a chill in his throat, and he knew that it was his own hair! If it weren't for the speed of his own dodge, I am afraid that this sword would hit his own throat!

If his throat is broken, unless he is a sword immortal, no matter how high the sword realm is, he will not be able to survive, let alone in this hellish place.

But what's even more hellish is that the power of the other party's instantaneous explosion, although it has already gone all out, is actually only the peak sword king!

If your sword realm is a little lower......

The person who came really didn't want to think about it, he touched his throat, and at the same time his eyes skipped his hair, and saw Lu Ming's indifferent Lu Ming: "It's really young......"

It's just that at this staggered moment, the broad-bladed sword in the hand of the person came and rushed towards Lu Ming. (To be continued......)