Leaving the storage room, the two continued to search the cave, searching every stone room, but found nothing.

It seems that they have picked up a leak in the small storage room. This ruin must have been visited, even more than once.

This harvest made Han Feiyu's face a little ugly, but He Ping was in a good mood, at least much stronger than his last trip to the secret realm.

The two emerged from the teleportation array and appeared in a heavily weathered boulder. The boulder is still surrounded by a desert as far as the eye can see. Some of the crimson sand grains have already covered part of the teleportation array, and it is believed that it will be replaced by crimson sand dunes in the near future.

"Senior Brother He, don't leave it at that!"

Han Feiyu hugged his fist at He Ping.

He Ping originally wanted to invite Han Feiyu to accompany him, but considering his other party's character and his own poor cultivation, he still suppressed this thought.

"Senior Brother Han's great kindness, little brother is unforgettable!" He Ping bowed deeply to Han Feiyu.

He Ping is really very grateful to Han Feiyu, in this world where the strong are respected, it is rare for Han Feiyu to be able to fairly distribute what he has gained with himself, an inconspicuous weakling, and he obviously took advantage of the distribution, and he had to keep this intention in mind.

"Senior Brother He is polite, I haven't thanked Senior Brother for his help!"

He Ping shook his head and smiled: "Don't mention the grace of helping each other, I have to take action in order to protect myself." And in my opinion, even if he doesn't make a move, Senior Brother Han has the power to protect himself. ”

Han Feiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at He Ping differently. When besieged by Lei Hu and Song Jianren,

Although Han Feiyu seemed extremely dangerous on the surface, he believed that after he exhausted his means, he would not be able to defeat the other party, and there would be no problem in leaving safely.

I didn't expect this rookie little junior brother to have this kind of insight, and he didn't mean to help himself at all. This guy is very interesting, and his means, isn't it... , Han Feiyu had a strange idea.

Han Feiyu suddenly asked, "I don't know if Senior Brother He knows anything about the continent we are on?"

This may be a problem for people who live in this world, but for He Ping, it is entirely a problem for elementary school students. He could go on and on for a day.

"I don't know which direction Senior Brother is talking about?"

Han Feiyu's spirit was shocked, and he said to He Ping: "Senior Brother He, can you take a step to speak?"

The two of them simply entered the cave through the teleportation array.

With a wave of his hand, a wooden table and two wooden chairs appeared in front of him.

"Senior Brother He, please take a seat!"

Han Feiyu gave He Ping up to his seat, took out a pot of spiritual tea from the storage bag, and poured He Ping a cup of hot tea.

"At this time, I made a special spiritual tea, how about Senior Brother He taste it!" Han Feiyu laughed.

He Ping was not polite and took a sip. When the spiritual tea entered his abdomen, it actually resonated with the spiritual power in his body, and his cultivation actually showed a trend of growth.

"Good tea!"

He Ping's teacup was slightly lifted and he drank all the tea.

Han Feiyu gave He Ping a full hand again before he spoke: "Listening to the meaning of the junior brother, it seems that he knows the situation outside this continent. ”

"Know something. Although the name is not clear, the approximate geographical location can be said one or two. ”

So, He Ping gave this Senior Brother Han a geography lesson.

"What does Senior Brother He mean that we now live on a huge sphere?"

"Yes. ”

"Where will the monk go when he ascends?" Han Feiyu asked again.

He Ping didn't know about this.

Seeing that He Ping couldn't answer this question, Han Feiyu asked again, "Then what is outside of this big ball?"

"The endless void, and of course, in this void, there are countless such big balls. ”

Han Feiyu was thoughtful, but his brows furrowed even tighter.

Han Feiyu suddenly stood up and said to He Ping: "Okay, thank you, Senior Brother He! I still have something to do, and there will be a date later!"

He Ping also stood up and returned the salute with his fists.

Han Feiyu put away the table and stool, waved his hand to He Ping, and entered the teleportation array.

By the time He Ping came out of the teleportation array, Han Feiyu had long been gone.

Han Feiyu walked so fast, he should have used a flying magic weapon, right? He Ping didn't have a flying magic weapon, so he had to continue walking south!

Why did Han Feiyu ask him these questions, could it be that he, like himself, was also a traverser? Then he shouldn't know about the earth and space!

On this day, when the sun was setting in the west, He Ping finally saw another monk, who was also very familiar with the white-clothed Shengxue, and his face was covered with a snow-white scarf. Even so, He Ping still recognized the other party, he recognized the curved eyebrows. In the boundless red sand, the white figure looked extremely beautiful.

"Senior Sister Jiang!"

He Ping strode over.

In the endless desert, He Ping has been fighting alone for several days, not to mention the loneliness, today finally met an acquaintance, He Ping felt very excited.

Jiang Hanyue looked at He Ping with a strange expression.

He Ping stepped on the sand, and ran towards Jiang Hanyue with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Senior Sister Jiang, I didn't expect to meet you here!"

Jiang Hanyue's eyes were erratic, as if she was avoiding He Ping's gaze, and finally closed her eyes. Her arm lifted slightly, her shallot-like fingers twisted a spell, and an ice-flower-like ornament burst in her hand.

"Frozen for a thousand miles!"

It was still the familiar voice, and it was still so good, but He Ping was shocked.

He Ping didn't have time to dodge at all, and he couldn't dodge.

The surrounding space seemed to be frozen, and He Ping, who was running, turned into an ice sculpture, and now he couldn't move his fingers, and his mana began to condense.

What's the matter, did he recognize the wrong person? But why did Jiang Hanyue attack him? There was only one enemy in the sect, and that was Lin Yufan, a guy he had never seen before, just because he liked Luo Fei'er, he wanted to get rid of He Ping, a potential opponent.

What is the relationship between Jiang Hanyue and that Lin Yufan, and why did he want to get rid of himself for him? In He Ping's mind, Jiang Hanyue gave him an excellent impression, not only is he beautiful, he has good talents, and he is decisive in his work. Why should such a person become someone else's lackey?

He Ping secretly scolded himself for being useless, how could he be defenseless against others. Who is blamed for being reckoned with like this?

If he could go back, He Ping would kill that Lin Yufan! But now it was useless to say anything, He Ping couldn't move anything except his thinking.

The ice elements around He Ping were still gathering, and he turned from an ice sculpture into a huge ice block. Inside the ice cube, He Ping maintained a running posture with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Jiang Hanyue turned around and left, but there was a look of guilt in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, if it weren't for that, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do it again!"

If he could move, He Ping would definitely be like thunder, now say I'm sorry for having a hairy use? Have the ability to untie me! He Ping's mana can't operate now, the ice cube is so huge, I don't know how long it will take to melt away, and if he continues like this, he will definitely die.

Jiang Hanyue took a few steps, paused in her footsteps, and continued to move forward. Did she do the right thing? He Ping died innocently, he ruined the woman's innocence! But he healed the man's leg again!

Jiang Hanyue shook her head, she had already done what she had to do. Senior Brother He Ping, you can ask for more blessings!

Jiang Hanyue left, seemingly with a hint of loneliness. He Ping was unwilling, and he could only watch the other party leave, he only hoped that the ice would melt quickly, and as long as the mana in his body could work, he would be able to survive.

Time passed, and He Ping's thinking became much slower. Another man came from a distance, step by step, and left step by step, walking slowly, but without a moment's pause. This person He Ping actually knew, it was He Jian! Didn't the boss even know himself? Or did He Jian bring him into this world of cultivation? He Ping wanted to shout, but he couldn't move.

In the evening another monk came, and by the bright moonlight, the monk circled the ice several times, took out a gun, and poked it hard. There was a click, and only a white spot appeared on the ice, and there was not even a crack. The spear-wielding monk shook his head and turned to leave.

Time passed slowly, the moon fell from the west, the sun rose from the east, and He Ping's consciousness gradually blurred.

He had a dream. I dreamed that Fei'er was standing in front of her with a shining sword in her hand, it should be the sword he lent her, right?

It was raining heavily, and the wind was blowing the tents. Between heaven and earth, it seems that only the two of them are left.

"You said I would marry you!" Phil burst into tears.

He Ping felt extremely guilty in his heart, he was not stupid, how could he not understand Fei'er's intentions? But what about his heart? He never thought about this, was it because of the beautiful woman in the snow, or because Fei'er had a man?

He Ping dreamed of Fei'er Chiguo's body, with snow-white skin, soft curves, and slightly trembling fingers.

He Ping could even feel the delicate red lips, the lilac tongue sliding through his mouth, and the hot body intertwined with him. The sound of soft murmuring, warm breath lingering in my ears, and the sound of moaning like that day.

He Ping's fingers slid down his silky long hair......

Growing up so big, it was the first time He Ping had such a dream, and it was the first time he had this kind of experience. Why Phil?

Anyway, it was just a dream, He Ping was completely immersed in it, and he was entangled with Fei'er's selflessness. At this moment, everything around me seemed to cease to exist. He felt as if he was in the clouds, too happy to express himself.

This dream is so beautiful, how nice it is not to wake up!

But dreams eventually wake up.

He Ping opened his eyes and found that he was in that familiar tent again, which was Fei'er's tent before joining the Tianyi faction.

He remembered that he was frozen and his vitality was fading. Could it be that he crossed over again, before joining the sect?

On the pillow next to him, there was a canopy of long black hair, and when he lifted his long hair, he saw Fei'er's delicate face. Fei'er opened her eyes and stretched her arms lazily.

"Brother He!" Fei'er turned over, and her snow-white arm was on He Ping's body.

"Fei'er!" He Ping's expression was a little serious.

"Huh?" Fei'er looked at He Ping suspiciously.

"Can you tell me, what month is it?"

"July!"

Time is right, then it's not a crossing, what's going on?

At this time, he should be in the secret realm, and it is impossible for the inner disciple to enter the secret realm!