In the first battle, Tang Ling cast five formations in a row, and then urged the Peerless Sword to defeat the Heng corpse, which was already a lot of consumption for him now, and after a short period of pranayama, he re-embarked on the road forward. It's just that although Yan Ling has been following behind him, Tang Ling still walked straight forward and never had a conversation with him again.

After continuing for several miles, the two of them did not encounter a group of corpses of a slight size, and all the evil corpses they encountered on the way were all in twos and threes, wandering aimlessly on the wilderness. In this regard, Tang Ling did not let them continue to sink, but directly took action to destroy them. It's a pity that he hasn't encountered any clues that are enough for him to pay attention to, let alone the constant corpse that is worthy of being unsealed by the Absolute Shadow Sword.

Before I knew it, it was night again.

Because he needed to stop from time to time to destroy the evil corpses, for a whole day, Tang Ling's speed was only dozens of miles. Judging by the number of corpses they encountered along the way, they hadn't even reached the outer edge of the corpse realm. It's just that now his skills are limited, and after a day of purging, he can't help but feel a little weak. In addition, there were evil corpses wandering around, so I had no choice but to find a cave and make a fire with Yan Ling to rest for a while. Even so, Tang Ling still didn't say more than half a word to the other party, just after lighting the bonfire, he sat at the entrance of the cave, guarded with a sword, and was silent and alone with his back against the cave wall.

The Sage didn't say much to himself, and Yan Ling didn't dare to talk to him casually. While sitting silently in front of the campfire, he turned out some dry food cookcakes from his bag, baked them and swallowed them.

Although Tang Ling's vision was blocked, his perception of the details of the surrounding near realm was not blocked, and although he was curious about Yan Ling's actions in his heart, he thought about it and knew it: although he was an immortal body, he had also studied the immortal exercises, but after all, Yan Ling was born from a mortal fetus, and strictly speaking, he was only like the four elephant guards who had never been promoted, and he couldn't get rid of the fireworks in the mortal world. It's just that her actions like this can't help but remind Tang Ling of always like to shout and scream, and use coquettish tricks to enlighten her aunt and grandmother.

With a wry smile, Tang Ling's fingertips flicked the bag of Baichuan, and three or four fruits had already floated out of it and fell lightly next to the bonfire.

Such a sudden move suddenly made Yan Ling stop chewing in his mouth.

"Since you are now a half-immortal physique, it is not a good thing to rely on these mortal grains to maintain your vitality. ”

After hearing this brief explanation, Yan Ling did not shirk it, but naturally reached out and took one of the fruits, and after taking a bite, he seemed to think of something, and nodded to Tang Ling: "Thank you, the Sage." ”

"You're welcome. After thanking the other party, Tang Ling returned to a taciturn appearance again, and did not make any more reactions or actions.

It's just—

Hmph, this big villain, obviously cares about the people around him in secret, but he must make that kind of appearance that has nothing to do with himself, I really hope I can beat him up with my own hands to get angry.

Tasting the sweetness of the fruit, Yan Ling did not speak, but only spoke to the voice he had just met in his heart: "The Sage has become like this, it should be because of the loss of you, so you should stop complaining about him." ”

I had promised me that he wouldn't be overly obsessed, but I didn't expect that I just slept and he turned into this dying. Alas, I don't know how the other person who lives in Sister Jiutian's body feels about it.

"You mean, there is another one that you live on the body of Zhu Jiutian?" Yan Ling picked up the second fruit and asked curiously.

I don't know how to explain the details, anyway, according to the big bad guy, you, me, Sister Jiutian and another sister, a total of four people were originally one, but because of a certain accident, the current situation will appear. Since my remnant soul can be revived in your body, then Sister Jiutian should have the same situation, but unfortunately I don't know what the details are.

"Although you have just woken up, your Nine Heavens cultivation is far better than mine, and you have been by the Sage's side for more than a year, so I think that your other remnant soul should have woken up long ago. ”

Perhaps?

Rejecting the fresh and sweet flesh, Yan Ling looked at the thin figure at the entrance of the cave again: "Don't you plan to recognize him now?"

I'll talk about it later, I don't have the physical body to act on now, so I rashly confessed to him, for fear that his opinion of you would also change greatly. According to his habit of worrying too much about everything, I don't know what will happen, so let's leave it at the status quo for the time being.

"Since it's a matter between you husband and wife, then I shouldn't interfere too much. But if there's anything you need my help with, don't be formal, just say it. ”

Hey, thanks.

At the campfire, the conversation came to an abrupt end. There is only a slight chewing sound, but it does not seem to be due to taste.

And beyond the mouth of the cave.

Except for a few fruits just now, Tang Ling didn't make any movements, but just compressed his spiritual sense, locked a half-mile radius, and didn't let go of any trouble. At the same time, he secretly recalled the details of the earlier conflict with the constant corpse in his heart, hoping to find more clues from it.

Combined with the information provided by Wu Baisong earlier, Tang Ling was almost sure that the so-called "Heng Corpse" was the member of the underworld who had taken the Anti-Heaven Pill. Unlike ordinary evil corpses, the constant corpse is far more than ten times superior to the former in terms of physical body and madness. This alone was enough to make Tang Ling look at him differently. As for the later momentary closeness, Tang Ling discovered the difference of Heng's corpse.

"Although it is generally similar to ordinary evil corpses, the so-called constant corpse is not only far superior to the former in all aspects, but also seems to have a bit of soul consciousness hidden in it. The confrontation was obviously aimed at me or Yan Ling, and it was only after I defeated it that the deep crippled soul in its body gradually dissipated, could it-"

In the midst of surprise and speculation, the thin figure had moved again because of a little abnormality around him, and a voice came out from under the mask to ask: "Is there anything wrong with the fairy princess?"

The sound of footsteps in the cave that was trying to suppress came to an abrupt end, followed by Yan Ling's slightly hesitant explanation: "I saw that it was windy tonight, and I was afraid that the sage would catch a cold, so I ......"

"So?"

He hesitated and paused slightly, and then became a little shy: "Please don't dislike the sage." ”

A sound of fabric rubbing sounded beside Tang Ling.

"It's ...... Cloak?"

Gently stroking the objects on the ground, Tang Ling made a guess.

Seeing that Tang Ling didn't immediately refuse, Yan Ling felt a little relieved: "When I left Chang'an and came here, my father insisted on letting me bring a few clothes, and this cloak was one of them. ”

"Heavenly things are not ordinary in the first place. With one hand, Tang Ling had already draped the cloak on his body, but his tone was still indifferent, "Thank you." ”