Long Xiangyu was originally a little worried about Feng Qingling, who had no cultivation now, but when he turned around, he saw her glowing eyes, and the worry in his heart was instantly replaced by a sneer, sneering at his nerves, thousands of years, what virtue she Feng Qingling has, he still doesn't know how he still worries about her subconsciously? Even if he is worried, he should be worried about the thousands of goblins in Qianjiling.

The ink cultivation is low, just listening to the hissing sound at the end of the mountain forest is already frightened, and the hands and feet do not obey the call.

The little phoenix bird is a bastard, but he has an instinctive perception of danger, and at this time, he is also afraid to hide deeper in Feng Qingling's arms.

Feng Qingling hugged the little phoenix bird, smiled at Dianmo, and comforted him: "Don't worry! Brother Qianhan is here, and the monsters here don't dare to approach us!"

Leng Qianhan shook his head helplessly and smiled knowingly. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that Feng Qingling had asked him to go with him because of this idea. Thinking about it, her cultivation was completely ruined, Long Xiangyu unloaded himself as the Dragon Monarch, and scattered with Long Aotian and Qing Miao, and several people suffered from the enemy, and he became a good shield for the Demon Monarch.

Dianmo was still a little scared, and he didn't understand why his sister was so excited, the smell of blood lingering around his body made him nauseous, but his sister seemed to like it very much, which made him both puzzled and admired and a little ashamed, thinking that he was more or less a man, but his courage was not as big as his sister, which was really a bit embarrassing. So, he tried his best to straighten his chest and walked two quick steps to the front of Feng Qingling.

Although Feng Qingling doesn't have the ability to read people's thoughts, he can still see his thoughts at a glance, and he is somewhat proud, and their little ink is also growing little by little!

Leng Qianhan walked leisurely in the middle, and Long Xiangyu followed with a nervous expression.

The atmosphere was a little dreary for a while.

They walked in silence for about a hundred meters, and a large col appeared in front of them, cylindrical and hollow, as if the whole mountain had been smashed out of the middle by a circular weight, a deep pit that was thousands of feet deep.

Having come to this point, there is no way out. Unless you turn back, bypass Qianjiling, and take another road. But if you want to cross from Qianji Ridge, you must fly over this pit to the opposite side.

Originally, for them, flying over was definitely a piece of cake. It's just such a deep pit with a diameter of less than 100 meters, and even a bit of ink flies past. But in the moment when they were thinking about who would fly with Feng Qingling, Feng Qingling jumped down with Feng Jue in his arms. She didn't even think about it, she just jumped off.

Dianmo wailed in fright, and jumped with her in the next second, shocking countless monsters in the mountain.

Long Xiangyu's face was gloomy and uncertain, Leng Qianhan spread his hands at him, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, if you don't save me, you can save me, such a good opportunity for heroes to save beauty, I don't want to miss it.

Long Xiangyu glanced at him coldly, his figure flashed, and in an instant, he reached the left side of Feng Qingling, who was falling very fast.

Feng Qingling was very happy to see that it was him, waved her empty left hand, and greeted him: "Hey! This pit is quite deep!"

Long Xiangyu slowed down the speed of the fall, and the bottom of the pit could already be seen here, and sure enough, there was a raised boulder, shaped like a disk. It only took a moment to see Feng Qingling turn into a meat pie, and Long Xiangyu didn't seem to have any intention of saving her at all.

"Marriage Stone !!"