Resentment swells in the air.

The little girl who woke up the first to swallow back the two packets of tears in her eyes and asked, "Are the immortals here to save us?" ”

"Of course, I'll bring you all back safely."

Ling Chan smiled softly.

Xue Xingchi looked at it coldly, sneering in his heart.

What's the difference between this gesture and what it just looked like?

Ling Chan gently comforted him, and also comforted others.

He was bored in his heart, and the strength of the black cloud hitting the barrier became stronger and stronger.

The city's citizens, who had been calmed down, screamed in fright, Ling Chan frowned, and hurriedly comforted her.

Her slender fingertips wiped away the panicked and painful tears of ordinary people.

Xue Xingchi looked expressionlessly, but the black clouds swelled violently, whistling, and he was about to shatter the barrier!

Ling Chan's face changed dramatically.

[Xue Xingchi has been attracting these ghost things! The system said in a hurried tone: [If you drive him away, everyone here will be safe!] 】

The negative emotions of more than a dozen city residents are not as good as Xue Xingchi's.

Ling Chan's eyes were gloomy.

She doesn't care if everyone here dies.

But she is Wen Lingchan now.

Wen Lingchan is a girl with a sense of justice, and she can't watch these die in vain.

She's going to save people.

Save whom?

One person, a group of people, which is more important?

Between the lightning and flint, the barrier will be broken.

Ling Chan swallowed a mouthful of blood, stuffed a charm into Xue Xingchi's sleeve, and threw him out of the protective shield.

The rich black qi paused, and he followed Xue Xingchi without hesitation.

Turning his head to look at a group of shivering citygoers huddled together, he said softly, "Wait here, someone will come to meet you." ”

The resentment has dissipated, and the beast and monster in the mountains have long since died, but Ling Chan is still worried, forcibly lifts the aura in her body, and repairs the protective shield for everyone.

Then, Ling Chan urged the magic weapon.

In an instant, things changed, and she fell into a thick darkness.

The only bit of light was the charm on Xue Xingchi's body, which flickered faintly but tenaciously.

A spell that could not last a breath shattered under the erosion of black gas.

However, the light of the next spell would always light up immediately, firmly protecting Xue Xingchi.

Ling Chan fell into his arms.

"What are you here to do? Those untouchables can't live without you. ”

Xue Xingchi was all sarcastic, but he hugged her tightly in his hands, almost breaking Ling Chan's waist.

"I'm sorry." Ling Chan raised her hand and patted him on the back as if reassuringly, "It's me who is sorry for you." ”

"I should protect you too."

Wen Lingchan is a monk without mountains, she wants to punish the adulterous and eliminate the evil, and she wants to help the weak.

Xue Xingchi is just an ordinary person.

Although he has a bad temper and a dark and extreme personality, he doesn't look like a good person no matter how you look at it...... But Wen Lingchan will not give up on him.

The girl's hand was light and warm, resting on his back like a hug.

“……”

Xue Xingchi was silent.

The black gas suddenly faded.

The original thick ink color seems to have been poured with an unknown amount of water, turning into a light gray.

The two finally saw where they were.

A rather magnificent underground palace, with a dome dozens of adults tall from them, and a vast imposing force of rough stones.

The ceiling overhead was so tightly sealed that it looked like not even an ant could climb through.

So, where did they fall from?

Ling Chan and Xue Xingchi glanced at each other.

They are no longer in the cold mountains.

Or rather, they came to this strange place through the portal set up by some people in the Cold Mountain.

The two of them searched carefully, but they didn't see any traces of the formation, only the only wide corridor, facing them silently.

"I look like this is the only way to go."

Ling Chan frowned.

Xue Xingchi keenly noticed her slightly trembling hands and feet, and her pale lips.

He frowned, remembering Ling Chan's ugly face when facing the resentful attack.

"You're hurt?" Xue Xingchi leaned over and wanted to hold her.

Ling Chan didn't refuse him, and let herself put half of her body weight on Xue Xingchi's body.

Xue Xingchi clearly felt that Ling Chan was trembling.

It's not because of fear, but because after draining the aura, I lose my strength and squeeze the last bit of potential in my body.

"Would you like to take a break?" Xue Xingchi asked in a low voice.

"No," Ling Chan said, "Go ahead, don't waste time here." ”

The slender fingers in the crook of the arm trembled slightly, like a butterfly with broken wings, leaving only its crippled body, but still stubbornly moving forward.

Xue Xingchi regretted it a little.

For the first time in his life, he thought, if only he could control his emotions......

Xue Xingchi supported Ling Chan, and the two walked forward slowly.

Along the way, the wind and waves were calm, and there was no danger, only the environment became more and more dilapidated.

The deeper you go into the dungeon, the more you can find the dilapidated behind the majesty of the dungeon.

The unfinished reliefs, the dwindling lighting spirit stones, and half of the collapsed walls......

"It looks like it's not finished?" Xue Xingchi muttered.

"If this is the place where Huachun was the original city lord, it is not uncommon if it is not completed."

The middle way collapsed before the business was halfway.

Ling Chan's gaze swept over the deep traces under the broken wall and rubble, and couldn't help laughing: "This barely built part is estimated to not last long." ”

Ling Chan saw Fu Yaoguang's sword qi, the destructive power of this divine monarch incarnation is extraordinary, Ling Chan can go all the way safely and steadily, and eighty percent is to thank Fu Yaoguang for opening the way for the two of them in front. The demons and monsters who stood in the way all went to see the old city lord.

It is estimated that this dungeon will also be soon

Ling Chan didn't panic at all, and Xue Xingchi looked at her increasingly bleak spring, and pressed Ling Chan's shoulder disapprovingly.

"You need to rest!"

Ling Chan turned her ears and heard the rumbling sound of a fight not far away.

It should be Fuyao Light.

The distance between them is very close.

Ling Chan sat down to rest with peace of mind.

Until there was a scarred demon, in front of Xue Xingchi, he was about to attack Ling Chan.