He strode over and hugged Song Ying'er in his arms, his eyes full of pity.

Feeling the strength of the young man and the untold affection, Song Ying'er was overjoyed, feeling that her body melted all of a sudden, and she couldn't exert half of her strength, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she pressed her cheeks tightly against the young man's chest, feeling the man's spirit and mind.

Fang Ling reached out and hooked her chin, looked at the bewitching woman intently, lowered his head, and gently took her lips.

After experiencing the pain of life and death, Fang Ling has deeply felt Song Ying'er's position in his heart, since he likes it, why hide it? Amorous is not necessarily heroic, and he is a hero with a calm temperament.

Song Ying'er had tears in the corners of her eyes, her pink lips were lightly opened, feeling the influx of manliness, and she was suddenly filled with bursts of happiness.

Everything is in response to the words of the old Taoist priest in Yizhou City, the journey will be finally reconciled, and when everything is clear, from the parting of life and death to the blossoming of love, isn't it just to see the sun?

The pink lips are delicate, like congealed white snow, with a bit of spring-like sweetness, and a faint virgin fragrance.

Finally separated her lips, Fang Ling still felt a little unfinished, and couldn't help but compare her with Xiao Xue's lips, thinking about it, Xiao Xue's lips seemed to be even colder.

Fang Ling smiled self-deprecatingly, came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to caress Song Ying'er's flushed cheeks, and said cautiously: "Promise me, no matter what situation you encounter in the future, you must ensure your own safety." ”

"Yes. Song Ying'er nodded meekly, her face was full of tenderness and sweetness, but she knew very well in her heart, for this man, even if she gave her life, what if there was a next time, she would still not hesitate to help him!

Fang Ling led Song Ying'er to jump on the ruins, it was late at this time, Lu Bei and the others had already healed their injuries, and they were on guard everywhere, and when they saw Fang Ling and the others coming, they all said hello, and their faces were full of joy, obviously because they were lucky because they had escaped death.

Sailon is dead, none of the shamans have survived, and the eagle that has been tracking him all day long ago seems to have been frightened by Fang Ling's knife, and has long since disappeared, or has gone back to report the news, but it has been a few days since it flew back to Songdan City.

There is no danger in the desert, everyone is relieved, Fang Ling looked at the fire pattern beast horn that was broken off in his hand, but he couldn't help but sigh secretly, this beast horn knife followed him out of the palace, relying on it to solve a lot of problems, but I didn't expect it to be broken here now, it's a pity, I don't know when I will be able to have another magic weapon.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly remembered what the Northern Xinjiang Mansion said, in the lost city, in addition to the souls of one hundred and twenty strong men, there were also the remnants of Tuji Khan and Xiang Wuzun, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

The remnant consciousness is only attached to the most important objects, there is no doubt that the remnant consciousness of Tuji Khan must be attached to the invincible golden sword, and Xiang Wuzun's remnant consciousness is also attached to a peerless divine weapon.

He made up his mind that he must get Xiang Wuzun's weapon in his hands!

Early the next morning, Fang Ling and the others began to set off, marching in the direction told by Sachar, and after a day's work, they finally saw a green meadow before sunset the next day, and Sachar's figure was also seen on a hill outside the meadow.