Chapter 92: Deathknell's Ridge
??“ Cut. Qing Huan snorted from her nose, "What's in the crystal coffin?" she took the opportunity to inquire.
Again, there are some things that don't do you any good to know too much. "The man in the iron mask didn't fall for her at all.
Qing Huan was just about to refute something, when he saw him stand up and said, "Let's go, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time." ”
"Where are you going?" Qing Huan was confused.
The iron-masked man kept his mouth shut and didn't answer, this little girl could casually take out the elixir of the "Ten Extremes Golden Pill", and the fan in her hand was not ordinary, he planned to take her to meet someone, hoping that person would know her identity.
Qing Huan stood still, and said with words: "If you don't say where to go, I won't go, since you are injured, it is better for you and me to say goodbye here, next, you take your sunshine road, I will cross my single-plank bridge." ”
The corners of the iron-masked man's mouth twitched: "Only now do you have a sense of crisis, it's too late." After speaking, a fairy rope appeared in the palm of her hand, and then took advantage of Qinghuan's unpreparedness to tie her hand.
Qing Huan shouted: "Living farmer and snake, you will take revenge, you ungrateful, hypocrite, white-eyed wolf." ”
"Unload the mill and kill the donkey, cross the river and tear down the bridge, forget the fish, wolf heart and dog lungs, and repay virtue with grievances......"
Qing Huan scolded all the way, but the iron-masked man didn't hear it, and even if she said it with a dry mouth, he didn't react.
Qing Huan said that she was tired, and she sulked with her mouth, she knew in her heart that this iron-masked man did not mean to harm her, but she just couldn't swallow this breath, and she couldn't say anything well, so she tied her up without saying a word, which was really a meow.
The more Qing Huan thought about it, the more angry he became, and then he couldn't bear it anymore, so he summoned the "Snow Cloud Fan" from his body.
"I'll ask you again, do you want to loosen this fairy rope. Qing Huan said angrily.
"......" did not react.
"I can't cure you yet. Qing Huan stomped his feet, "Snow clouds, up!"
When the "Snow Cloud Fan" heard this, it flew towards the iron-masked man and hit him directly in the back.
was already seriously injured, and after receiving this blow in vain, he vomited out a mouthful of blood.
"Hiss" Qinghuan gasped and said embarrassedly: "It's okay." ”
The man in the iron mask pulled a face and asked rhetorically, "What do you say?"
Qing Huan said embarrassedly twice, and called the Xueyun fan back: "Little fool, I mean, help me cut the rope." She gestured with her hand raised.
"Xueyun Fan" was also angry, whirring around, but he didn't untie the rope for her.
Qing Huan stomped her feet angrily, these spiritual weapons and spiritual objects of hers, one by one, had ideas, and she regarded her words as wind on her ears at every turn.
As soon as the man in the iron mask raised his hand, the immortal rope was loosened, and he swished back into his cuffs, only to hear him say: "I won't sell you again, besides, I'm not your opponent now." ”
Qing Huan pouted: "That's right, the person standing at the top of the pyramid now is me, and you don't dare to do anything to me." ”
The man in the iron mask continued to walk forward.
Qing Huan chased after him and asked, "Hey, where are you going?"
"Death Knell Ridge. After thinking for a while, the man in the iron mask told her anyway.
"Death Knell Ridge? Qing Huan repeated.
"What about you? Why are you here? ”
"Me?" Qing Huan pointed to himself, "Go to that golden bowl meeting to join in the fun." ”
The man in the iron mask sneered: "Don't you also want to get a glimpse of the golden bowl." ”
"What, can't you?" Qing Huan jumped up, "Or do you think I don't have that qualification?"
"Don't dare, don't dare, besides, whether you are qualified or not, whether you can pass the trial, it's not up to me to say. The iron-masked man's expression was a little meaningful.
"Hmph. Qing Huan was angry, don't turn around, I don't want to talk nonsense with this person anymore.
For a long time, no one spoke, and even the air was filled with embarrassment.
The man in the iron mask broke the silence and said, "Since you don't want to tell me your name, I won't force it. ”
Qing Huan was stunned and walked with a pebble.
"An Huan. Suddenly a name popped out of his mouth, and then explained, "My name." ”
Who wants to know what your name is, and what else is Anhuan, cut, ugly. Qing Huan sneered.
It may be that the beginning was not very pleasant, and the two always felt that they did not deal with each other.
After An Huan said this, he walked past her and walked straight ahead.
Qing Huan kicked the small stone at his feet heavily, and said to himself: "It's obvious that you tied me up, but I left first, my heart is big enough, and I'm not afraid that I will turn around and run away now." ”
Everyone is a smart person, and the one named An Huan must have seen that Qing Huan was interested in the Death Knell Ridge, and it was obviously forced, but in fact she also wanted to see and see, and it was the same wherever she went.
Walking and walking, An Huan stopped: "Death Knell Ridge is ahead." He was sure that the man was here, but there was no doubt that the road ahead was unpredictable.
He glanced back at the little girl, and felt a little remorseful.
Qing Huan is a person who doesn't think it's a big deal to see the excitement, where is the excitement to drill there, hearing this, his face was full of excitement that couldn't be hidden: "Is it? Is there anything in this place? There must be something, so many masters gathered in Brahma Langya at the same time, and most of them came to this Guling Mountain, which shows that this Guling Mountain is an unusual place, and this Death Knell Ridge has such a peculiar name." She raised an eyebrow, "Reveal it, what's inside?"
"I know a lot. An Huan sacrificed the blood refining bow, stepped on, the imperial weapon flew in the air, and he also learned to raise his eyebrows, but he was covered by the dark iron mask, and only a pair of eyes and lips could be seen, "You might as well guess." ”
Qing Huan summoned Xiao Baiyun, climbed up to the top of the cloud, snapped his fingers and said, "Rare medicinal materials?
An Huan nodded and shook his head: "That's half right." ”
"I've said so much, and I'm half right. Qing Huan was very dissatisfied with this answer.
"You'll know when you go. An Huan was in front of him, and he didn't look back and crashed directly into the cliff.
Then, he disappeared in front of Qing Huan's eyes with a whoosh.
Qing Huan swallowed her saliva, not to mention her, even the little white clouds under her feet trembled a little, she really followed the master, all of them were timid, of course, the "Snow Cloud Fan" was not among them, it was a bold one.
She was still hesitating, and saw An Huan come out of the cliff again.
"What are you doing in a daze, come in!" An Huan's face was full of incredulity.
"Enter?" Qing Huan's expression was embarrassed, "How to enter? Like through a wall? Will it not be able to enter, if you can't get in, this cliff is so hard, it won't hit my bag." ”
An Huan showed a ghostly expression, as if he knew the person in front of him for the first time.
There is no need for him to say it, Qing Huan knows that he is a contradiction, and he is cowardly from time to time, but this is also human nature, no one will only have one face, which is a manifestation of lack of roots.
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