Han Sanbao saw that Ling Huyun's face was gloomy as water, but there was a faint trace of concern in his bright eyes, and he couldn't help but say: "It turns out that you also care about people, and you are also the way when you speak, I thought it was ......."

Speaking of which, I'm embarrassed to go on.

Ling Huyun was curious: "Why?"

Han Sanbao scratched his head and said, "I usually see you cold, and I almost have a few words written on my face, I thought you were just an ice cube." ”

"Huh!"

Ling Huyun couldn't help but laugh, and actually laughed.

She was actually quite beautiful, with a melon seed face, almond eyes, black and shiny pupils, and a fair and delicate complexion. is not very old, Dingtian is in his early twenties, it is like a flower, but she is cold on weekdays, and the whole person is wrapped in a layer of frost, which makes people dare not look at it for a long time, and naturally completely covers her beauty.

At this time, a smile is like ice melting, and a hundred flowers are blooming, which is charming.

"You look good when you smile, why do you always treat people with a cold face on weekdays?"

"You have to take care of it!"

Ling Huyun stopped laughing and glared at him coldly. turned to feel that he couldn't bear to treat the simple little bully like paper like this, and said: "I've been like this since I was a child, and I'm used to it." ”

With her temperament, it is difficult to be willing to explain.

Han Sanbao came to know each other, walked up the pole, and asked, "Why have you been cold since you were a child? What have you experienced?

Ling Huyun's face turned cold again, and he couldn't help but stare at him a few more times, "Nosy." ”

After a moment of coldness, her tone softened again, and said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I have lived in Taihua Mountain since I was a child, and in addition to cultivation every day, I naturally develop my current temperament." I can't change it if I want to. ”

"Then you're much worse than I am. ”

"Miserable?"

"Exactly, when I was a child, I played on Qiongshan all day long, picking wild fruits, chasing monkeys, and I was in a good mood with the whole bandits, and I would be in a better mood if I made them scream. ”

"Feeling bad?"

"I'm in a bad mood...... It's also the whole bandits, so that they are sad or angry and screaming, and my mood is better. ”

“......”

"Looks like you don't have any troubles?"

"Yes. The big boss didn't allow me to practice martial arts, and forced me to read and write every day, which was very annoying. ”

“......”

As he spoke, Ling Huyun searched all the places, but he didn't find the slightest flaw, let alone an exit, except for ......

She looked back at the little overlord and said solemnly, "The way out should be in the cave." ”

Han Sanbao said happily: "Great, so we can go out?"

Ling Huyun said: "I don't know how deep the hole is, maybe more than ten zhang, maybe there is no bottom, if it ......"

Han Sanbao's heart sank, and he already understood what she meant.

If you jump from here, if you don't know how to fly, you'll die.

Ling Huyun's cultivation was not enough to take him.

Qiang Yan smiled and said: "Understood, you can go first, find Brother Wan, and let him take me for a ride." ”

It won't be that simple.

Linghu Yun said in his heart.

Everyone is trapped in the Nine Palaces Phantom Array, it is already dangerous, and they are isolated by each one at this time, and they don't know what awaits everyone, maybe it is a powerful demon beast, or maybe it is the remnants of the Blood Shadow Gate who will work together to break everyone down.

At this time, it is difficult for everyone to protect themselves, and they ......

What's more, if he is trapped in the phantom array, if he can't break out of the formation, the chance of finding Wan Hao is very small, how can he let him take the little overlord?

Ling Huyun bowed his head and was silent.

"Believe me, my extremely vicious little overlord is by no means in vain, and it is not difficult for me to be in the Nine Palaces Phantom Array. Han Sanbao patted his chest and said.

Ling Huyun sneered for no reason and said: "Extremely vicious little overlord, heh......"

"Hey, what do you mean?" the little overlord was slightly angry.

"Nothing. ”

Ling Huyun changed the topic and said: "Let's go, jump down together, and die together." ”

Han Sanbao hesitated.

It's not that he's afraid of death, it's just that if he drags Linghu Yun to die together, it goes against his heart.

The purpose of their descent from the mountain was to be tasked with protecting the bones of the Immortal Urn and the Xuanzu, and it had nothing to do with his little overlord, and even if there were, it was because of the thin face of the Xuanzu.

In fact, if he is based on his temperament, from their point of view, he will directly snatch the fairy urn and keep it, regardless of whether your little overlord is dead or alive, the fairy urn is in their hands, and it can be guaranteed.

Even if he can't do this because he comes from a famous family, but at this time, he is trapped in the blood realm with the immortal rectifier, no matter how powerful the Xuan Demon is, it is unlikely that he will come in and snatch the immortal urn, right?

At this time, they don't have to pay attention to his little overlord dead or alive, let him fend for himself, and even throw the immortal urn in the blood realm, which is also the best way to prevent the Xuan Demon from getting it.

But instead of doing so, they cared about it everywhere.

Han Sanbao was secretly grateful, but also sincerely respected them.

At this time, they are in deep danger, and at the moment of life and death, how can they be dragged down?

"Senior Sister Linghu, to put it in my heart, I'm afraid of death and pain, but I'm even more afraid of ...... The people around me are dying one by one because of me. ”

Han Sanbao said, and suddenly pushed Ling Huyun down.

"Three Treasures!"

Fox Yun was caught off guard, and before she could scream, the pitch-black cave immediately gave birth to a powerful suction, sucking her whole into the mouth and devouring her.

Seeing this, Han Sanbao secretly exhaled.

In fact, since Ma Zhigao and Gong Chengzhang jumped down and disappeared one after another, he faintly suspected that there was something strange in the blood pool, until it turned into this black cave, and the doubts in his heart did not disappear.

This cave is probably also some kind of strange formation, and it is not allowed to go up.

If it weren't for that, no matter whether Gong Chengzhang caught up with Ma Zhigao or not, he could have flown up with the sword, but he didn't come up until this moment, which means that he couldn't come up.

It wasn't until Ling Huyun completely disappeared and disappeared for a long time that the suspicion in Han Sanbao's heart was finally confirmed.

He also wanted to jump, but looking at the depths of the dark abyss-like cave, he really couldn't muster the courage.

As Ling Huyun said, I don't know how deep this hole is, if he jumps and falls to his death, the vicious little overlord will have no face to be a man from now on...... No, be a ghost.

At this time, he was the only one left, and the wind was whirring in the cave, but there was no sound other than that, and it was eerily quiet.

Han Sanbao's heart fluttered for a while, and he slowly retreated to the blood-red corner and sat down, holding the black Suo Suo Shuo's immortal urn, and kept smiling bitterly: "Aunt Sword Spirit, I don't know if you are dead or alive, if you are still alive, come out and talk to me?" Or get me in?"

Naturally, the immortal jar would not have any response, but the crystal soft sword that was snatched from Wang Guyan's hand beside him trembled slightly and let out a soft roar.

Like a dragon's song, like a bird's cry.

The little overlord was startled, and reflexively bounced up, bounced away from afar, staring at it.

The sword trembled for a moment, then did not react again, and lay quietly on the blood-red earth.

"Aunt Sword Spirit?"

Han Sanbao tried to shout a few times, but he didn't see it reacting, and his hanging heart was put down.

"Jie Ji ......"

Not far away, in the abyss-like cave, there was a sudden shrill laughter, extremely piercing and terrifying.

Han Sanbao suddenly turned to look, so frightened that he almost threw the immortal urn out.

In the cave, two puffs of smoke, one white and one black, rose up, and two evil ghosts, one white and one black, slowly condensed at the entrance of the cave.

The white ghost's face is as white as paper, the is as black as charcoal, and the two ghosts wear pointed high hats on their heads, and their faces are hideous and terrifying.

The white ghost was dressed in white, with a scarlet tongue hanging down from his mouth, almost mopping the floor, and holding a white chain.

The is the complete opposite of the white ghost, dressed in black and holding a mourning stick.

The two evil ghosts condensed and formed in an instant, and a sharp laugh came out of their mouths, fluttering towards the little overlord.

The image of these two ghosts is quite similar to the legendary black and white impermanence, but it can be ......

Why does black and white impermanence appear here?

The little overlord was so frightened that he almost went out of his body, and hurriedly ran over and grabbed the soft sword in his hand, and reflexively swept away the red dust with a sword, and an arc-shaped sword swept over, slashing through the chests of the two evil ghosts, and cutting them in two with a sword.

"Jie Ji ......"

The two evil ghosts were unconscious, and continued to float over with a shriek, and the place where the sword qi was cut off was filled with smoke, and it returned to its original state in an instant.

"What the hell?!"

Han Sanbao was shocked and frightened, scolded, and hurriedly ran to the other side of the cave.

The white ghost waved the white chain in his hand, and with a snort, he broke through the air and wrapped himself around the neck of the little overlord, dragged him back, and immediately dragged him up.

Han Sanbao's neck was tightly entangled, he couldn't breathe, his brain was swollen with lack of oxygen, and he felt like he was flying up like a leaf, flying towards the white ghost.

At the same time, the floated to his side, his black face hideous, raised his mourning stick in his hand, and smashed it down on his head.

Whew.

brought up a strong wind of evil energy, like a guillotine knife.