She seemed to hear the cries of battle from ancient times, and felt the howl of the yin wind, as if to awaken the broken soul.

She seemed to see an ancestor flying on the cliff and carving out all the original sects with the blade of his sword.

She seemed to see that in the vastness, a red streamer fell, the mountain shook, the cliff cracked in it, and fell into the lake with a bang, stirring up a splash that covered the sky and the sun.

……

Lei Yan completed the task assigned by Luo Qingyin, returned to her side excitedly, "snorted", and showed off: "The old man buried the corner of his skirt on the edge of the bloodthirsty frog, and there are man-eating eagles circling nearby, once they smell the smell of blood, even if there is no wound, they will be bitten out of a few holes by the bloodthirsty frog...... Hey, the old man did a good job, right? ”

After talking for a long time, Luo Qingyin still stood there blankly, staring at the ghost-drawn cliff with his eyes, and did not react at all.

Lei Yan was suddenly melancholy.

It took a lot of effort to find such a good place, and it didn't even give a word of praise, it's too stingy!

"Little master, little master?"

Lei Yan dissatisfiedly scraped the gravel at his feet with his sharp claws, making a piercing sound, but Luo Qingyin seemed to have his sanity taken away, no matter how much it made a fuss, it just didn't move.

What the hell is going on?

Could it be that the little lord touched the nearby prohibition, and his divine consciousness was pulled in?

Lei Yan stretched out his claws and groped around, but still didn't get anything.

It's weird.

Whew, if you had known, you wouldn't have agreed to enter the Valley of Trials with the little master.

Before coming in, he was severely threatened by his master, if the little master was missing a cold hair, he would have to be reincarnated!

It's over......

Lei Yan rolled a little wider, and actually hit Luo Qingyin's calf, half of the stone where Luo Qingyin was standing was hanging in the lake, unstable, and was hit by it, and directly planted Luo Qingyin into the water.

Now it's really over!

Lei Yan howled in annoyance, and reached out his claws like lightning to grab her sleeve.

With a stabbing sound, his sleeves cracked, and Luo Qingyin didn't even flutter, and sank straight to the bottom of the lake.

Lei Yan stared at the lake where the waves had returned to calm, and his furry face was black and black.

After the baptism of the Tianshui Spirit Spirit, it is no longer so afraid of water.

But if you want it to go into the water, it still doesn't want to.

But when he thought of his worrying little life, Lei Yan gritted his teeth and jumped into the lake with his eyes closed.

Poof, the lake splashes.

Lake

Immediately something wrapped around the neck.

In the darkness, Lei Yan couldn't see what it was, his furry face turned red, and the awe-inspiring arc came out of his body, crackling and grilling.

The thing wrapped around its neck was roasted to pieces, and it ripped it open with its claws and continued to sneak down, looking for Luo Qingyin.

The icy lake water soaked into his body, and Luo Qing groaned and woke up.

His eyes tingled, and he felt like he was going blind.

Luo Qing snorted, and immediately countless lakes poured into his mouth, and he drank it to his heart's content.

Her consciousness gradually cleared up in the icy waters of the lake.

Holding her breath, she unleashed her divine sense in the darkness and slowly groped for it.

Where is this?

This is the lake.

It was as if the red light had fallen, the mountain was shaking, and the cliff broke off and fell into the lake.

Luo Qingyin subconsciously sank towards the bottom of the lake, until his toes touched the hard stones at the bottom of the lake.

The bottom of the lake is full of stones, as if there is some kind of law, and it seems to be chaotic.

Luo Qingyin walked forward step by step in the crack of the stone.

Mao Dun Literature