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"Senior brother, although I feel very sorry for you, grandpa will not let you suffer in vain. The woman said as she spat out a mouthful of purple mist.

The moment the purple mist appeared, the storage bag didn't change as she expected, but from Lan Feng's cuffs, a purple token slowly floated out.

The woman's brows furrowed slightly, and then she smiled and said, "Senior brother, you didn't even put it in the storage bag, presumably you don't know what secrets are here." ”

Zi Mu Ling floated quietly in mid-air, only to see the woman's hand lightly point, and the scar on Lan Feng's hand began to bleed again, and the blood was black, slowly flowing down from his fingertips.

"Zimu listens to the order, dissolves blood and sacrifices souls. The woman snorted softly, and a little red light floated from her eyebrows, instantly merging into the purple wood order.

And the blood dripping from Lan Feng's fingertips also flew up quickly and shot into the purple wood order.

Zimu Ling trembled violently in midair, and it was covered with dense purple symbols, and after a few struggles, it returned to normal again.

A long time had passed, and the woman took a deep breath and hung the purple wood order on Lan Feng's belt.

Just as she was about to heal his wounds, suddenly a long red worm appeared on Lan Feng's hand, seemingly devouring his blood, but more like healing him.

The woman rubbed her eyes vigorously, and the insect seemed to have discovered her, and suddenly, it quickly burrowed into Lan Feng's skin and disappeared.

At this moment, there was a voice behind her, and the woman paused, and swept towards the scar again, to her surprise, Lan Feng's scar was gone, as if nothing had happened.

"What's going on?" the woman thought for a moment, and the voice in her ears became louder and louder, and she had no choice but to leave with doubts in her head.

Not long after the woman left, two sad-faced disciples climbed up from below.

"Big brother, we should be the last two people, right?" A young man was discouraged and dejected.

"Seems to be so...... Look at the cliff above, is there a person hanging upside down? The slightly older disciple above him looked up with surprise on his face.

The young man behind him squinted his eyes and nodded, "It seems to be yes, and it's snowing." ”

"You're a pig, how can it snow in the summer, I'm dying of heat now, what you see is the light reflected off the rocks. The older disciple sneered, pointed to the path next to him, and said, "Let's go this way." ”

"Do you want to continue, don't you save people?" the young man blinked as he stared at the black shadow hanging upside down on the cliff not far away.

"You see he's like that, how can you save him? or you go, I'll go first. Maybe you can meet a lot of trapped people on the road, bypass them, you won't be eliminated, don't blame the big brother for leaving you at that time!" The older disciple snorted coldly and walked cautiously towards the path next to him.

"Forget it. The young man sighed, glanced at the dark shadow again, and went down another path with his eldest brother.

Lan Feng's body moved slightly, opened his eyes, he got up from the ground in a groggy state, and said listlessly: "I'm dreaming again, that person called Kongzhu, who is sacred, actually let me enter her dream again and again." ”

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, his expression was suddenly stunned, his eyes swept around, and he wondered, "What about Senior Brother Wang?"

"Not good!"

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he quickly picked himself up, came to the edge of the cliff, and looked down. It's okay not to look at it, but when I look at it, the whole person suddenly seems to have fallen into an ice cellar.

Facing the moonlight, I only saw the king hanging upside down on the edge of the cliff, if it weren't for the fact that his foot was stuck in the gap, he would definitely have fallen.

"Senior Brother Wang?" Lan Feng shouted, but did not respond.

His brows instantly condensed, he groaned a little, looked around, and after finding that there was no one around, he muttered: "I don't know if the ghost hand can save him, and now in this situation, I can only take a risk." ”

Originally, after decades of cultivation in the dream space, his ghost hand had reached the point of perfection, and he didn't need to pinch it at all, as long as he meditated on his mind, he could make a move.

But this is a life, to be on the safe side, he took a deep breath, put his hands on his chest, combined his mental and hand tricks, and threw a ghost move.

I only saw the king's body slowly floating, slowly perpendicular to the rock wall, as if walking upright.

But his foot is still stuck in the gap, and he can't pull it out, what can he do?

Lan Feng gritted his teeth, jumped over, and flipped down again.

He took the king's feet out of the crack, and the ghost hand dragged him up, put him on the open space where he was just now, and climbed up again, tossing back and forth, and the whole person was already out of breath.

"Senior brother, wake up quickly!" Lan Feng shook the king's shoulder vigorously.

The king snorted a few times, opened his eyes in a daze, and said, "Senior brother...... Are you alright?"

"Senior brother fool, what can I do? But you, you're about to fall off the cliff, and you can still fall asleep, I'm really convinced of you!" Lan Feng blinked and chuckled.

"Senior brother, are you alright?" the king woke up, sat up suddenly, and asked again. (To be continued.) )