With Fu Ling's eyesight, it was naturally not difficult to see what the reason for Qin Fan's reaction was in the face of that streamer. It's just that she didn't say anything, because it was normal in her eyes.

In the face of the great terror between life and death, few people can not tremble and be afraid, in fact, when the magic sound sounded, she was also afraid, so she did not rush over immediately, but stopped in place.

The twilight sinks in the west, the whole wilderness is really very wonderful, the four seasons are only too long in summer, almost occupying most of the year, the other three seasons often change very quickly, and before you know it, it is summer again, and the year has passed. This is the rate of the four seasons and time set by Fu Xi as the emperor of men, and there is almost no big difference from the time arrangement in the other world. Therefore, the whole wilderness always gives people a warm feeling.

When Qin Fan came to his senses completely, the first person he saw must have been Fu Ling, and then his body sank, it must have been the old wine shaking his head and tails tearing his clothes!

The red afterglow sprinkled on Qin Fan's body, and the huge shadow from the other side slowly fell with the sun in the west, becoming longer and longer. Looking at the sweat on Fu Lingyu's neck in front of him, his face was slightly red, which was a sign of too much energy and blood. Seeing that his hands and feet were almost intact, his heart was slightly moved.

But when he thought that instead of catching the bloodthirsty monster, he was cowardly and seriously injured, and was finally rescued by the beautiful woman in front of him, and his heart suddenly became bitter again. Even if Fu Ling didn't say anything, he felt bitter and blamed himself in his heart.

The flames "crackled" and jumped on the dry branches, and the uncertain flames turned Qin Fan's face red, where did Fu Ling think of the little person in front of him, he actually thought about so many times after waking up without saying a word for a while, he only thought that the white-haired demon had evoked some unfortunate memories of his past, patted him on the shoulder, but suddenly stopped talking, and he didn't know what to say.

She had never comforted others, and it was the first time she had encountered such a situation when she saw her in the past who was not flattering and pandering. His face was flushed, and he thought for a while before he squeezed out a sentence from his mouth, "Don't cry!

It's good that she didn't open her mouth, this opening, Qin Fan couldn't help but have a sour nose, thinking that this was the first time to be comforted and cared for! For a while, she was sad and happy, and the grievances of the past seemed to burst out at this moment, and silent tears dripped down one by one.

Seeing this, Fu Ling was even more panicked, in the end, it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, she had no idea at all, seeing Qin Fan's sadness crying, she was angry in her heart, and wanted to open her mouth to scold, but she thought that this young man was very strong and stubborn in the past, and today he must have something to hide. Thinking of the mad demon deeds in the past, he had some kind of speculation in his heart, so he patiently asked: "Let's talk about it! Tell Sister Fuling about your experience!"

The gentle and delicate voice sounded, and in an instant, he only felt that his whole body was boiling, and his mind was buzzing, but he didn't have any other thoughts, and his teary eyes were blurred, and he only stared at the beautiful face that was close at hand: "Sister Fuling!"

When the girl heard this, she looked at him, smiled lightly, the candles were bright, and Qin Fan suddenly had an urge to tell everything in the night, he wanted to tell the girl everything about himself, his loneliness, his loneliness, and that he did not belong to this world.

The loneliness of duckweed, how many long nights he can't sleep, the pain of the past life, the loneliness of this life, makes him almost crazy, even though the boundary between the past life and this life has long been blurred, what can not get rid of is the loneliness from the depths of the soul, the strict mother and the room full of ancient books and Taoist treasures will fill his young world full, and strive to find a narrow gap, which is the best leisure time, but how can a heartless little friend listen to him talk like a crazy person, no, there are also yes, that child is called Dugumu, but when he is ready to tell the other party everything about himself, the monstrous fireIt's just that it's burning so hot, it's so hot and terrifying, it's like a terrible nightmare!

Fate! Qin Fan was convinced of the existence of fate at that moment, but he would still stubbornly refuse to bow his head, even if he ...... It's the fall.

The cold and bleak night and the barren and cold Gobi in the distance seemed to brighten up in an instant.

What kind of words can be used to describe the scorching heat in my heart at this moment?

Qin Fan only felt that his throat was blocked for a while, and the thousands of words in his chest didn't know where to speak, and finally he had to say quietly: "The fire of that day...... Scorching ...... like never before The thunder and lightning were as fierce as ever, and even the dark clouds were as low as ever, as if the sky was about to collapse......"

......

I don't know how long it was, but when the moonlight was sprinkled, the cold moon hung high in the sky, what a good full moon day! It's just that Qin Fan shivered for no reason, some secrets are only suitable for forever rotten in his heart, just like some loneliness must be borne alone.

The night was extraordinarily long. Qin Fan only said that the raging fire, he could no longer bear the sharp pain from his body, and the whole person convulsed in pain, he understood, understood that as long as he survived this night, the pain and nausea from the lower abdomen to the whole body made him almost faint, and there was still the exclamation of Fu Ling in his ears, the roar of the old wine, but why did such a face appear in his blurred vision?

Although his body was still in pain, the feeling of thousands of ants devouring his heart and flesh was still intense, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. It's not for the sake of finally being able to fully show everything he has in front of others, nor for finally breaking free from the guilt of self-blame, nor for the incomparably small sense of loneliness at this moment, just for that beautiful woman, the moment of calm and calm that has given him to continue in countless dreams is in front of his eyes at this moment, and everything else seems so insignificant and insignificant......

"Where are we going?"

"Dead Swamp, Swamp Cave!"

"Why?" After a while, Qin Fan asked, "Why?" Fu Ling was stunned, and then smiled: "But no champion is full of sins, even if I don't go, you will stubbornly go alone, right!" Fu Ling was full of confidence, and unconsciously she was full of sympathy for this young man who was a few years younger than herself, and all kinds of hardships in life made him taste a lot at a young age.

For this stubborn and stubborn teenager, although she has only known each other for a few months, she thinks that she understands a lot, so she has this sentence.

Qin Fan wanted to speak and stopped, at this moment he suddenly found that the champion Lang who had been longing for infinite scenery was nothing compared to the woman in front of him. At this moment, how he wanted to tell her out loud, "No, as long as you don't go, I won't go." It's just that he can't, as long as he gets a little closer, he will find out how unbearable he is, how can this almost perfect woman like herself, and if she can look at her more, it will already be a blessing for many cultivators in his previous life.

My heart was gloomy, and I didn't want to think about it anymore.

On the second day, when the two of them embarked on the trip again, they went all the way to the west, and finally the scenery in front of them Qin Fan felt a little familiar, and he was dumbfounded in his heart, and sighed: "It turns out that this dead swamp stretches for thousands of miles, and the final end is actually the Black Ghost Mountain Range. ”

"Familiar? Speaking of which, the end of the Black Cloud Village all the way to the west also leads to the Black Ghost Mountain Range!" Fu Ling heard Qin Fan sigh, thinking that it was because the Black Cloud Village was the same as the end of this swamp cave, but he never thought that Qin Fan thought that the former Qinjia Village was located in this Black Ghost Mountain Range, so he felt familiar and sighed.

Qin Fan didn't explain, just secretly looked at Fuling, but saw that the woman was smiling like a flower, and in the warm sunlight, the snow-like cheeks showed two shallow dimples, which was really bright and moving, and the brilliant sunlight seemed to have become a foil, indescribably moving, which made him intoxicated for a while. A thought suddenly sprouted in my heart, "Learn martial arts! Become strong! Protect her!"

As soon as the thought came out, it immediately went wild. Then it became hot, more powerful than ever, and the black hair that fluttered in the wind in the sun wrapped around the world's face, so unreal. I just hope this moment is forever.

He secretly decided in his heart that no one would allow such a beautiful scene to be destroyed, and he was willing to give everything for it.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river.

Looking at his long back behind him, just why, why only his own shadow was pulled so long, twisted, twisted as if he was about to come back to life, he was immediately frightened and stopped looking at it.

There was a light rain in the sky, which was not uncommon for the arid Great Northwest. Because the rain was not heavy, even the sun did not hide it at all, and the sky just looked a little yellow.

The dead swamp stretches for thousands of miles, and the swamp is almost not in the northwest, but once it is connected with this black ghost mountain, any ordinary terrain has become extremely special, the black ghost mountain range that extends in all directions, the black cloud village is surrounded by black clouds and leans on the black ghost mountain range, and the only swamp in the northwest on the other side is also accompanied by the black ghost mountain range, and all kinds of strange legends continue.

There are rumors that there are traces of its immortals, but no one dares to go deeper, just because of the deep miasma, vicious beasts and poisonous insects, and there are countless of them, this dead swamp is not even the only swamp badland in the northwest, and even one of the several swamps in the entire Kyushu, with a radius of thousands of miles, which has been sparse since ancient times.

Even occasionally, a first-class martial arts master ventured in, but it was like a stone sinking to the bottom of the sea, silent. Therefore, even if there are bandits rampant in the vicinity, there are very few officials and knights who come to encircle and suppress them, and there are even rumors that those bandits are no longer humans, but monsters.

No one knew the exact location of the bandits in the Dead Swamp and the swamp caves, but the sky was getting more and more gloomy, the rain was gloomy and changeable, and the clouds were thick, as if a terrible storm was about to brew and erupt.