Listening to Yao and Jingchen clean up the dirt on their bodies, and continue to explore the way in the jungle, I have to say that even if it is transformed into a jungle illusion, the tall trees around and the lush grass under their feet are also very strong, and the sense of reality created is still very strong, and a pair of feet on the ground is like sinking in, which is very laborious.

Jing Chen and Ting Yao each waved the sword in their hands one after the other, split the half-human-high branches and leaves, and stepped out of a path on their own, but the red and black figures were also exhausted.

Ting Yao raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, and when he saw the stains on his cuffs and even his whole body, he pursed his lips and held back, although Jing Chen had been observing the situation in front, his eyes always glanced at Ting Yao from time to time, and he just saw her frowning and putting down her hand.

"Silly melon. ”

Still dejected, listening to Yao when she saw Jing Chen suddenly calling her, she immediately shook her hand in fright, and the branch that was pressed by the sword body bounced out, Jing Chen's eyes quickly squatted down and swept away the branches and leaves, but she didn't expect that the moment she stood up, she was hit on the back of the head by the branch that bounced back.

Hearing Yao pursed his lips and laughed when he saw this, Jing Chen was not annoyed, but slowly brushed off the branches and leaves on the back of his head, he looked at the snickering Ting Yao's heart and relaxed a little, this little girl's spirit of playing tricks was quite sufficient, and then she shook her head helplessly and walked towards Ting Yao.

"Silly melon, the jungle is dense, we don't know when we will find the way like this, if you are tired, we will rest in place for a while now, and we can explore the road later. ”

As soon as Ting Yao heard the word "rest", she immediately happily put down the sword in her hand and ran to the side to sit on the rotten wooden pier and relax.

"Finally sat down - hey, what are you going to do?"

Jingchen looked at this little girl with a smile, and wanted to help her tidy up the soaked and dirty clothes at her feet, but she saw Tingyao covering her chest with both hands and shouting at herself.

was already in the jungle where there were no people, listening to Yao's actions really made Jing Chen so angry that he blushed and the corners of his mouth twitched, he rolled his eyes and didn't answer Yao's words, he took out his long sword and picked up the hem of Ting Yao's shirt and twisted it directly, and the dirty and smelly cloth strip was picked up by Jing Chen on the tip of the sword.

"What am I going to do? I'll do this! You stupid, you don't know what kind of nonsense you think all day long!"

"What, I, how do I know, I ......"

Ting Yao scratched her somewhat loose hair, blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered.

Jingchen didn't pay attention to her anymore and walked to the other side, holding a sword with a blushing face, cutting the rhizomes of the branches, and using larger leaves to collect some water for the little girl, after all, I haven't even encountered a puddle on the road for so long.

Listening to Yao, who was sitting on the wooden pier, pouted, and saw that Jing Chen was alone there and didn't know what to do, he felt that he was a little embarrassed to sit like this, so he also planned to pick up his sword to help Jing Chen.

But when she heard Yao, she got up and took two steps, and a suffocating dizziness hit her, and she almost tripped and fell to the ground. Finally stabilized his body and wanted to pick up his sword, one fell straight to the ground, and a strong burning sensation suddenly came from his heart, accompanied by a pain that invaded the meridians of his body.

"Jing, Jingchen ......"

"I'll just get some water, silly, what do you want to do?"

Jingchen was still concentrating on the water falling from the rhizome little by little, and when he saw Yao calling to himself, he didn't look back, just thinking about what kind of trick this little girl was thinking.

"Jingchen—ah!"

Ting Yao didn't know what was wrong with her, the sudden pain seemed to tear her apart from her heart, her limbs and bones were as if she was experiencing the torture of stripping flesh and removing bones, she held her eyelids and looked at the figure of Jingchen not far away and wanted to call him, but unexpectedly, what blurted out was her own terrible scream.

Jingchen, who received the water, was still thinking about why this girl always liked to call him like a soul today, and when she turned around, she heard Tingyao screaming, and she suddenly felt bad and ran to Tingyao.

"Listen to Yao! Listen to Yao, what's wrong with you? Listen to Yao!"

Ting Yao closed his eyes tightly and curled up on the ground with his heart covered, Jing Chen saw that the latter threw away the sword in his hand, rushed forward and gently helped Ting Yao to call her nervously, the burning heat from his hand made him panic.

Jingchen didn't hesitate, and hurriedly carefully crossed the water he received into Ting Yao's mouth, and before he could swallow it, Ting Yao twitched twice and spit out the black blood mixed with the water that had just entered his mouth.

"A-Yao!"

Jing Chen held on to Tingyao's blood-stained chin and shouted, but Tingyao had already passed out and was unconscious, and his face was as blue and white as a dead corpse against the backdrop of black blood stains.

After Jingchen cast a spell to control the burning heat on Ting Yao's body, he immediately picked up Ting Yao horizontally and put her in a relatively open place, hesitated or slightly turned her head to loosen her neckline, and quickly cast a spell for Ting Yao to transmit spiritual power.

No matter how much spiritual power was sent, Ting Yao still didn't move, and Jing Chen, who was already a little exhausted, had to put away his spiritual power and use his divine sense to probe the pulse of Ting Yao, but found that Ting Yao's Danyuan was as dead and empty, and his aura was also draining in bursts.

Jing Chen gritted his teeth and thought for a while, but he didn't care so much, and continued to cast spells to convey aura to Ting Yao, and this time the aura was mixed with a little golden light.

Before the aura was successfully transmitted to Ting Yao's Dan Yuan, Jing Chen opened his eyes suddenly, sensing that something around him was quietly approaching, he immediately retracted his momentum and hugged Ting Yao in a place covered by grass, while he picked up his sword and looked around vigilantly.

Suddenly, a sharp claw suddenly struck at Jing Chen's back, Jing Chen slanted sharply at the slight movement under his feet, and the wrist holding the sword reached from the bottom up, clamping the attack of the claw.

"Hmph, it's Warcraft again!"

Jing Chen snorted coldly, held his sword and forced the big hairy monster with scarlet eyes and fangs to take two steps back, and he swung around and stabbed his sword, twisting the sharp claws of this demonic beast into a knuckle, and blood immediately splashed on that cold face, and a roar of anger also sounded at the same time.

Jing Chen wanted to take the opportunity to kill this very dangerous demonic beast in one fell swoop, but the blood on his face slipped into the corner of Jing Chen's mouth, Jing Chen's pupils shook suddenly, the hand holding the sword couldn't help but start trembling, and the sharp nails began to grow slowly.

Seeing that Jing Chen's movements became sluggish, the monster did not hesitate to flip Jing Chen to the grass with a wave of his palm, rolling several times, Jing Chen barely stood up, covering the paw prints on his chest and vomiting a large pool of blood.

He looked at Ting Yao in the grass behind him and then at the approaching demonic beast, he must not let this thing hurt Tingyao, so he roared and grabbed the sword and flew forward, vowing to fight to the death with this demonic beast.

After several struggles, because the previous transmission aura was a little exhausted, and he had to barely suppress the mutation stained with the blood of the demonic beast, Jingchen had long been unable to resist the attack of the demonic beast, and took a few steps back to support his weak body with a long sword, and before he could even take a breath of air, the demonic beast stretched out its claws and attacked him.

Jing Chen gritted his teeth and was about to raise his sword to block, when he saw a red shadow quickly rush out, splitting the demonic beast with one palm, bringing up a series of branches, leaves, and smoke, accompanied by the continuous howling of the demonic beast.

"Ah...... Yao?"

Jing Chen screamed in some surprise, as if he hadn't heard the red shadow flying in the air, and his five fingers grabbed horizontally, and the silver-red sword that seemed to be wrapped in flames immediately flew into his hand.

"Look for death!"

Hearing Yao's loud shout, he waved the sword in his hand with blood-red eyes and quickly rushed towards the demonic beast, and all the grass and trees he passed were cut into pieces.

Jing Chen saw that Ting Yao seemed to be as mad as before, he was very worried, and he barely stood up with his chest and looked at his claws, ignoring his injuries, put away his long sword, and chased after Ting Yao's figure.

The demonic beast was annoyed by Ting Yao's heavy blow, and immediately roared and used a black poisonous gas to rush towards Ting Yao, but saw Ting Yao's eyes glow red and raised his flaming sword to slash away, and the monster couldn't dodge and was split by a sword, and fell straight down in two radius, and the blood rain that rushed to the sky swayed out of it.

When Jingchen arrived, the surrounding vision became wider from the lush branches and leaves, and the bare cliff was particularly abrupt without the cover of the dense forest, and when he looked at Ting Yao again, the worry in his eyes turned into fear, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

A little bit of blood rain fell on Ting Yao's body, she was unmoved, her blood-red eyes looked at the front sluggishly, the flying green silk and the red light on the sword made Ting Yao in red clothes like a ghost, and her scarlet lips also curved in a shallow arc.

"Listen Yao, don't enter the demon barrier! Wake me up!"

Jing Chen shouted at the sluggish Ting Yao, endured the discomfort caused by the pain and mutation, curled up with his claws and slowly stepped forward to try to recall Ting Yao, but the intense pain and violent green tendons made him fall slowly with the sword body, and Ting Yao turned around with his head sideways while holding the long sword.

"I'll ask you, where did the demon come from, where did the obstacle come from!"

Listening to Yao roaring hatefully as he walked towards Jing Chen, Jing Chen had no time to care about the others, and his face was not clear, so as soon as he straightened up, he saw a silver-red sword flying forward, although he hurriedly dodged, but his arm was also cut out of a bloody hole.

"Are you crazy?"

"The world has gone crazy for a long time!"

"Silly you!"

Jing Chen took all of Ting Yao's sword moves with difficulty, and did not have any offensive worries about hurting Ting Yao, so he turned his wrist to Ting Yao to use a painless immortal trick, and Ting Yao dodged the sword trick with a teleportation and forced Jing Chen to the edge of the cliff.

"I can't help myself!"

After listening to Yao, a sword pierced Jing Chen's left shoulder, and his blood-red eyes were full of hatred that Jing Chen couldn't understand. At this time, Jing Chen was already at the end of his crossbow, his trembling hands tightly grasped the blade that pierced into his left shoulder, and his gray face was dirty, but his eyes full of distress and worry never left Ting Yao for half a minute.

"Silly melon...... You, this way, really don't look good......"

Jing Chen's headless sentence was said lightly, and he tilted his body and fell, hearing that Yao still wanted to continue to raise his sword to kill Jing Chen, suddenly he had a splitting headache, and countless voices in his head poured out.

The silver-red sword fell to the ground with a "clang", Ting Yao's footsteps were vague and stared at the blood-red eyes and hugged his head and wailed, Jingchen who fell to the ground gasped heavily, and tried his best to climb to Ting Yao's side, but his body was already blood-red.

Hearing Yao suddenly lowered his hands to stop howling, the blood red in his eyes had already faded, and Jing Chen, who was lying on the ground, saw Ting Yao who had returned to normal, his eyes flashed with joy for a moment, but the next second made his eyes crack.

"Jingchen...... I'm not...... Silly ......"

"Ah Yao——!"

Listening to Yao finish the last sentence weakly, he closed his eyes and fell off the cliff, Jingchen watched the red clothes disappear after brushing from his hand, his face was sad and hideous, and then he fixed his eyes on the cliff and gritted his teeth to prop himself up, and jumped down.

After the silver-red sword on the edge of the cliff faded to a crimson light, it trembled slightly and rose into the air, hovering in the air for a while, and then rushed towards the bottom of the cliff.