No matter how Ding Huanhuan called for help and begged, Chen Lang still left without looking back. Just when the ants crawled all over Ding Huanhuan's legs and she fell into complete despair, Chen Lang flew back slowly.

"Daoist friends have changed their minds?"

"Help, help!" Ding Huanhuan burst into tears, terrified to the extreme.

"It would have been nice to have done it earlier. Chen Lang sneered, "You have to bargain with me, do you have the qualifications?"

Xue ...... The master helps, the slave knows that she is wrong...... "Ding Huanhuan's cultivation may be higher than the previous disciple of the Danxia Sect, she has been poisoned for a long time, and she still has the strength to speak."

Chen Lang waved his hand again to disperse the ants, landed beside Ding Huanhuan, looked at the bloody body and sighed: "In the end, it is not from me, why suffer like this." ”

"Thank you...... The master saved the slave and maid's life......" Ding Huanhuan, whose face was as pale as paper, sobbed happily.

Chen Lang was upset when he heard this, and said, "Shut up!"

Ding Huanhuan's voice stopped immediately.

Chen Lang couldn't help laughing and praised: "Not bad, not bad, quite obedient." ”

Ding Huanhuan has words of suffering.

"It would be great if there were a disciple of Dream Butterfly Valley passing through here at this time. Ding Huanhuan still has this unrealistic hope in her heart.

Chen Lang drew a large array without distraction, he moved Ding Huanhuan to the array, and began to recite a spell in his mouth.

After half a burnt incense, Ding Huanhuan and Chen Lang, who took the detoxification pill to relieve the flower poison, performed the Tengyun technique to find a way out. Ding Huanhuan's face was full of sorrow, and she was full of despair about her future.

After flying for a long time, Chen Lang couldn't help but get a little bored, he glanced at the person next to him and said, "Don't you have anything to say?"

"What can I say to you?" Ding Huanhuan thought in his heart, but he had to put on a respectful attitude and rack his brains to think about the topic.

Finally, she thought about what to say.

"Why wasn't the master poisoned? Could it be that he had already noticed the abnormality and taken the poison avoidance pill?" Ding Huanhuan asked in confusion.

Chen Lang said: "Sort of." ”

After replying, Chen Lang stopped talking, and Ding Huanhuan was a little depressed, "You asked me to say something, but you put on a cold attitude, how can I start the topic?"

The two fell into a long silence again.

"Your illusion in Dream Butterfly Valley is a means of attack by divine sense, right?" Chen Lang found a topic to talk about.

"Yes...... Isn't it......" Ding Huanhuan thought to himself, isn't this the common sense of the cultivation realm?

What practitioner doesn't know?

"Then you also have secret techniques for cultivating divine consciousness in Dream Butterfly Valley, right?" This is the key point that Chen Lang wants to ask, it is true that he has secret techniques for cultivating divine consciousness such as soul cultivation technique, but he still wants to see if there is any technique that can make divine consciousness grow faster.

"Back to the master, no. Ding Huanhuan continued with a respectful expression, "The divine consciousness of the disciples of Dream Butterfly Valley is growing through the continuous use of illusions, if there is a secret technique for cultivating divine sense, the status of Dream Butterfly Valley in Lingzhou will be even higher." ”

Chen Lang couldn't talk about much disappointment, this was something he expected, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly and said: "This aspect is very similar to Tianjimen. ”

Ding Huanhuan smiled and said yes, and then, he couldn't help but ask, "Why does the master know the means of demon cultivation?"

The Demon Dao Technique is almost impossible to see in Lingzhou, and if it is discovered by the sect, the master will fall into a place of no return. ”

Ding Huanhuan is more like a warning to Chen Lang not to use this method at will. Once known by Tianjimen, when Chen Lang died, she would also go with her.

"Are you worried about your own safety?" said Chen Lang with a smirk.

Ding Huanhuan was shocked and hurriedly defended: "The slave doesn't dare, the slave is just ......"

Chen Lang waved his hand, signaling Ding Huanhuan not to say any more, "I understand your concern, do you think I'm a stupid person, will people find out my secret?"

Ding Huanhuan wanted to speak and stopped.

Seeing this, Chen Lang said: "Say whatever you want." ”

"If the slave or maid says the wrong thing, the master must not be angry. Ding Huanhuan looked at Chen Lang's face carefully.

"Are you worried about the person close to me next to me?" Chen Lang guessed what Ding Huanhuan was holding back in his heart.

"The master has insight, and the slave and maid admire. Ding Huanhuan flattered him.

"It's not hard to guess, you don't have to pat me on the back. Chen Lang glanced at Ding Huanhuan and said angrily.

The smile on Ding Huanhuan's face suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"Hu Xiaoxing, you don't have to worry, you don't have to worry about it in Mengdie Valley in the future, whether I will use you or not. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ding Huanhuan immediately said in surprise: "Really?"

Looking at the overjoyed Ding Huanhuan, Chen Lang sneered: "I seem to see your reluctance......"

"Ah!!" Ding Huanhuan screamed and fell from the sky, like a bird with broken wings.

Fortunately, when she was about to touch the ground, an invisible force supported her delicate body, so she was not thrown to death.

However, more intense pain struck, wave after wave, Ding Huanhuan hugged her head and rolled on the ground screaming, she even had the urge to smash her head.

Fortunately, the pain didn't last long, Ding Huanhuan, who was soaked in sweat, didn't dare to lie down and rest at all, she immediately got up, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and kept repeating, "The slave knows the mistake, the slave knows the mistake, the slave knows the mistake, the slave knows the mistake......"

"Forget it. Chen Lang's hand was weak, and Ding Huanhuan, who was kneeling on the ground, was helped up by an invisible force.

Ding Huanhuan needs to be punished slightly, otherwise it will be easy to get carried away. Pain will leave a deep imprint on her soul, and she will be respectful and obedient when she remembers the pain she has suffered.

......

Two days later, Chen Lang and the others finally reached the end of the sea of flowers, and in front of them was a dense jungle, each tree was hundreds of zhang high, which could be described as a real towering tree.

The map has information about this forest, so the sea of flowers they passed through before should have been ...... ten years ago

An ocean of countless monsters lurking!

"This floating island is truly stunning. Chen Lang said with emotion, and then said to Ding Huanhuan, "You and I are separated, there is no teleportation charm, you must be cautious, if there is a situation like a sea of flowers, no one will be able to save you." ”

"The master let the slave and maid leave?" Ding Huanhuan was taken aback.

"Otherwise?" Chen Lang shrugged his shoulders, "Keeping you by my side will only make me restrain my hands******** maid thinks it's ......"

Chen Lang interrupted, "Do you think I'm going to let you fight those demon beasts to the death to get more herbs for me?"

Ding Huanhuan smiled reluctantly.

"If it was for the herbs, I wouldn't have made a soul pact with you. After Chen Lang finished speaking, he flew into the giant tree jungle first, and his voice came from afar, "If you don't have the confidence to persist on the floating island, let's rush to the cloud and mist vortex as soon as possible." ”

The Cloud Vortex is located in the center of the Floating Island, which is the passage to leave the Floating Island, which can last for a month, beyond which the Cloud Vortex will disappear, and the people trapped in the Floating Island will no longer be able to leave, and the teleportation charm will lose its effect.

Ding Huanhuan still wants to fight, she thinks that with her strength, she can reap a bumper harvest, if she has the opportunity, she wants to snatch the teleportation talisman from the disciples of other sects, without the means to save her life, she is difficult to feel at ease.

Seeing that Chen Lang really left, and getting farther and farther away, until she couldn't feel his breath, Ding Huanhuan sat on the ground, and she felt pressured to get along with Chen Lang, for fear that a word would not suit Chen Lang's mind, and she would be killed, so she said a few words, and her clothes that had been dry for a long time were soaked with sweat again.