... There are no traces of flowers and tears in the fairy mountain, and the road is long and the birds are frightened. Proud of the sword, the blood-dripping hero has no return. Thank you for your attention to Yingqiao Xiaosheng's "Fairy Road, Proud of Dripping Blood", if you like this book, please vote for the flower subscription to support Yingqiao Xiaosheng.

At the bottom of the inner lake of Chilian Lake Island, around a forbidden ancient monk's mansion, however, this treasure belonged to the ninety-nine monks who had won the Warrior Medal, but a group of monks who were reluctant to leave outside were not willing to be blocked out as spectators, some people surrounded the mansion looking for other entrances, and some people bombarded the gate violently.

Maybe Huang Tian lived up to his wishes, and a man who usually steals chickens and dogs stuffed a homemade fake warrior medal into the card slot in the center of the gate. A miracle happened, and countless monks only saw a few flickeres of light, and the man disappeared in place.

"Fuck the fuck! A thug like Eryoutou can go in, how can he have a Medal of Bravery?"

"yes! There must be something weird, it must be those old ghosts who have done it. ”

"Come and see, this is a fake medal carved by a high-grade spirit stone. We can all enter this ancient monk's mansion. ”

So soon, everyone immediately started to make a fake medal.

"Brother Han Cong, are you behind? Han Cong?"

Han Cong jumped off the secret passage and walked all the way down, and soon, he suddenly heard Wang Xi's voice in front of him. Answer Now:

"Wang Xi, it's me. ”

As soon as Han Cong's words fell, a figure immediately jumped out and hugged Han Cong's neck unguardedly.

"Brother Han Cong, I'm a little scared and feel very uncomfortable. Qianqian, she is gone. ”

Han Cong did not immediately push Wang Xi away, but slowly hugged Wang Xi on the left side, and then walked forward for a while before slowly letting go, but was immediately pulled by Wang Xi.

"Brother Han Cong, don't. I like you very much, really, you have a very special smell on you, which makes people feel calm. It's like the feeling of completing a retreat. Wang Xi does not fight for a long time, but only for the good times of the day and night. ”

"Don't! Wang Xi, my heart belongs. ”

"No, you don't belong to anyone yet, I use magic to perceive your heart and there is no deep memory and endless aftertaste of love, there is only gratitude and responsibility. Wang Xi, who climbed on Han Cong's body again, whispered in the sky, and his breath was like a quiet orchid. Not only that, but every word seems to really have magic power that penetrates into the depths of Han Cong's heart...

On the coast, under the bright moon, Han Cong sat on a big stone on the shore with his lover in his arms very casually. A wine jar was brought to his mouth, and he took a sip and slowly put it down.

"Whew... Ou"

A long bird's call suddenly sounded, and then the figure of the young eagle glided beautifully in front of him. Immediately after that, the big wave came with the sound of "whoosh", Han Cong waved the wine jar at will with one hand, and then the big wave immediately reversed, and the dissatisfied cry of the young eagle was heard in the distance.

The beauty chuckled, squirmed gently in her arms, and a Qianqian finger crawled between her lips.

"I've never seen the Silvermoon Coast, you're a witch. ”

"Am I? Do you care much about the distinction between the monk's realm? Brother Han Cong, you're not. ”

"I don't value the distinction between the monastic realm, but I don't tolerate unfriendly behavior in the hostile realm. ”

"If I give up a qiē, would you like to be with me?"

"Why not, but can you?"

"I can't, I have many, many things to do. Neither can you, because you also have a lot to do. ”

"Then let's cherish this peaceful and good time! ”

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"Witch, Witch"

Han Cong woke up instantly, but found that he was really on the waterfront. It shouldn't be a very wide underground cave. Although the high temperature did not cause any discomfort to Han Cong, the purple robe of the middle grade spirit weapon level had been cracked and torn, and it was thrown to the ground at random, while he put on another brand new purple robe.

"Wang Xi, Wang Xi. ”

There wasn't anyone around. Only the gurgling sound of red rock liquid. Han Cong looked around and found that Wang Xi had left a note.

"Han Cong, thank you for helping me break through the Evil Barrier and let me advance to the Demon General. The "Nine Xuan Purple Soul Robe" sewn for you has special effects for soul nourishment and soul solidification to defend against divine attacks, I hope you can like it. Although we are dividing the border and hostile, I still don't want to see you and me fight on the battlefield. You can practice in the underground cave at the bottom of the lake with peace of mind! Your realm is too low, and the war outside does not belong to you now. Han Cong, you are very special, I really love you!

The last two runes told Han Cong that Wang Xi was really a Demon Realm monk. Thinking about the first time he met a witch, a magic performance confused Han Cong, Yan Kuan, the Cheng brothers, Zhou Qian, Liu Feng and others, and at the same time, the real Wang Xi must have been killed. But I once saw through the illusion of the blue enchantress, why didn't I see through the illusion of the witch? Maybe this is the same reason that there is always a little physiological difference between a woman and a ladyboy! No, the witch is really performing undressing. True or false in an instant, and suddenly controlling zhì Wang Xi was also in an instant.

After three days, there was no other place to get out, except for the sealed entrance. However, he found the Red Flame Essence Crystal, which was a red and transparent crystal. It is also a necessary material for refining Ruyi Qiankun Ding, and I don't know how Wang Xi found a secret passage to enter this underground lava world.

The underground karst cave is thirty or forty zhang wide and more than 100 zhang long, and looks very calm. Some black fire fish swim around harmlessly, and the red flame iron ore can be seen everywhere. The Chiyan Essence Crystals were mixed in it, Han Cong searched the surroundings, and only found a few fist-sized Essence Crystals, it was no problem to repair the wine jar, but it was still far from refining the Ruyi Qiankun Ding, and this Ding seemed to require nine rare materials with different attributes. There is also a dark matter called "Void Beast Essence Blood" with the laws of space, which is basically unheard of. Han Cong didn't think much about it and continued to search the surroundings. Soon he found a wall rock with real dragon characters carved on it. Han Cong summoned the Green Dragon Order to inject spiritual power, and then the Green Dragon Order flashed purple and blue alternately.

"Dragoon, let's see what's written on this wall rock?"

"Boy, it's a lot like where I washed when I was a kid. You'll have to work hard when I want you to do it later!"

"Okay, tell me the contents of the wall rock first! I feel that my spiritual power is depleted very quickly here. ”

"That's the water and wood attribute spiritual power in your body burning slowly in this Red Flame Cave environment, and it will be detrimental to your realm for a long time, so you must practice in retreat. This says: The Nine Elements of the True Martial Spirit Realm have all been bred in trillions of years, and countless very magical substances have been bred. The energy emitted from this Red Flame Cave affected all kinds of creatures within a thousand miles of it. It attracts many spirits to come to grow and multiply, and also because there are many kinds of rare spirit animals and spirit grasses that will grow here.

The most amazing of them is not the rare material Chiyan Essence Crystal, which crystallizes by the refining of red rock refined iron, nor the seemingly docile but ferocious fire soul marlin in the lava liquid pool. It was something that a fire attribute monk could not dream of, and sucking the fire soul not only cultivated to advance vigorously, enhancing soul power and divine sense, but also increased the fusion process with the natal magic weapon, and doubled the attack power. It is a kind of Red Flame Fire Lotus, which takes millions of years to grow into a flowering Fire Lotus, which can allow any monk who has an attribute spiritual root, or a mortal who does not have a spiritual root, to instantly have an excellent fire spirit root, and to advance by leaps and bounds on the future path of cultivation. Achieve great power. It's a pity that Li Shuo searched every inch of this place and found no trace of the fire lotus. The dragoon stopped at this point.

"Isn't that new?"

"It's over. It's time for me to trouble you! You use the Green Dragon Order to go to the shore to hunt the Fire Soul Marlin, it is very helpful to my primordial spirit. ”

"Don't worry, I won't be able to get out for a while anyway, and I don't plan to go out like this, didn't you just say that I should quickly retreat and practice? I have to retreat for a while and then kill those fire soul marlin. ”

"You... , boy, you promised me just now. ”

"Old dragon, even the ancient monk Li Shuo also said, this fish looks docile, but it is actually fierce. I've been trapped in the middle stage of the Yudan for a long time, and I can break through to the end of the Yudan stage and then hunt the Fire Soul Marlin? You don't want the two of us to die in the belly of the fish and never be able to turn over!"

"You're right, just one. In fact, this fish is usually blind, and he can't see or hear. You don't need to use spiritual power, just use the Green Dragon Order to gently pat its little body and it will die. ”

"Is it that simple?" Han Cong was skeptical, but agreed anyway. He laid out a so-called sky net on the shore. For a long time, Han Cong has also been very diligent in practicing the water system exercises given by the old drunkard, but even after entering the first layer, he has not made any progress at all, so he can only use it as a net bed to rest. Han Cong also felt that it was not guaranteed, and at the same time, the childhood memories of the dragon rider were too unreliable. So he arranged three more defensive formations around it. There's nowhere to run here, and if you can't hunt the Fire Soul Marlin, you'll definitely become food for the fish.

For safety, Han Cong poked a hole in the hidden wall rock at the farthest bend offshore. But it took Han Cong a long time to dig a hole that could only fit his body. If it weren't for the export being blocked, there wouldn't be such a bother.

I don't know how long it took, but Han Cong finally felt that he had done it properly. Come to the shore and summon the Blue Dragon Order.

"Old Dragon, are you ready, there's no danger!"

"Hurry up, I'll wait until the flowers are gone. As long as you don't touch the other fish, you're fine. ”

Han Cong really used the Green Dragon Order to poke at the Fire Soul Marlin so lightly. Huh! No response! Han Cong was just about to take a closer look.

With a loud "boom", a large tuna that couldn't be hugged hit the surface of the water three feet high, and squirted a large mouthful of water at Han Cong.

... There are no traces of flowers and tears in the fairy mountain, and the road is long and the birds are frightened. Proud of the sword, the blood-dripping hero has no return. Thank you for your attention to Yingqiao Xiaosheng's "Fairy Road, Proud of Dripping Blood", if you like this book, please vote for the flower subscription to support Yingqiao Xiaosheng.

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