Above the dome, the purple moon hung high.

In the middle of the jungle, ravens chirped.

Inside the sedan chair, Wen Xu fell asleep.

When she woke up again, Wen Xu was already sitting in the sedan chair, and beside her, Ah Ling, who was dressed in a wedding dress, sat beside her.

Wen Xu turned his head to look at Ah Ling, who was sitting in the sedan chair, and looked at her quietly.

Wen Xu sighed silently in his heart.

When Ah Ling's facial features are not flying around, it is really beautiful.

It's a pity.

Such a good-looking Ah Ling, why do you have to ask for her life.

Wen Xu sat up straight and looked at Ah Ling with a frown, "This friend, you are squeezing me, can you sit down a little." ”

“……”

Ah Ling silently left blood and tears.

“……”

Wen Xu looked at Ah Ling expressionlessly, "Thank you, I'm desensitized, this trick is useless to me." ”

Saying that, in order to prevent Ah Ling from sticking to her body again, Wen Xu adjusted the horizontal radius of the aura cover around her body to 0.35 meters, separating Ah Ling a little.

In order to enter the sedan chair before, Wen Xu took the initiative to adjust the radius of the aura cover around the body to 0.25 meters.

Yes.

It was Wen Xu who took the initiative to enter the sedan chair.

The sedan chair has been up for more than an hour, and it is still waddling on the road.

Wen Xu snorted.

Until now, she doesn't know where she got the courage to dare to enter this sedan chair that looks weird.

Who gave her the courage?

Maybe it's purely Wen Xu's braincase.

Wen Xu insulted himself in his heart, and at the same time recalled in his mind how Cheng Peng dealt with the copper-skinned and iron-clad snake worm in the tunnel.

The reason why Wen Xu entered the sedan chair was because no matter how her divine sense extended, she could never see where the way out of this place was.

If there is no way out here, then take a gamble and live to die.

Maybe this will catch a ray of life.

Wen Xu closed her eyes again, but her divine sense was not idle, staring out, especially the one sitting on her left.

Wen Xu tried hard to remember how Cheng Peng used that slash.

If she remembers correctly, Cheng Peng is a metallic ability, a sword cultivator, and a master body cultivator.

Cheng Peng's knife is fast and sharp, and wherever the blade goes, sometimes a red wall of light appears.

Wen Xu didn't understand Cheng Peng's sword duel, how the specific moves were performed, and how he could form a sword qi like Cheng Peng.

All Wen Xu can do is to trace.

She didn't know the principle, so she could only guess by herself, and according to her memory, she traced the knife style that Cheng Peng cast.

She had a bold idea, since her best Yellow Crane Clearing Technique was useless against Ah Ling and the ghosts.

Then since it is useless to attack by force, then you have to try a mental attack.

Ah Ling: They are soul bodies, and the spirit attack should work.

Wen Xu's divine sense is abundant enough, and above the sea of consciousness, there are enough points of divine consciousness light that can be released like fireflies.

But you can't be too confident.

Too confident, easy to step into the ditch.

She wasn't sure if her divine sense attack was nourishing for Ah Ling's ghost body, and if it was, wouldn't she have sent food to Ah Ling for nothing.

So she didn't choose to rashly attack her divine sense, but tried to imitate Cheng Peng's opening of the mountain and slashing pigs.

If you don't move, you will be done, and if you move, you hope that one hit will be hit.

After more than an hour, close to two o'clock in the morning, the rickety sedan chair finally stopped.