Gong Yunsleeve said: "So you fantasized about a lot of beauties, naked, for your amusement?"

Qin Yan smiled: "How can it be so vulgar! I thought at the time, isn't the reason why I am so miserable is because Uncle Dugu hurt me? So I called the old guy Dugu Sheng out, grabbed him by the collar, pressed his head and hit the wall, and then punched and kicked: Haha, you old thing also has a day of kneeling and begging for mercy! Then he peeled off his clothes, revealing his thin and ugly body, looking at his crying and wailing, kicked him over, and then added another kick to burst his balls! Tsk, I don't want to die, who told you to offend me......"

"Senior Brother Qin, this joke isn't funny at all!" Lu Xiaoxiang shouted angrily.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that Uncle Dugu is your master...... But it was really enjoyable at the time, because it was in a fantasy world, and it felt like it was real......"

Yu Hanyan coughed lightly and said, "Senior brother, after you came out later, did you offer sesame oil to the Buddha?"

"Nope. The Buddha and his old man don't need these things, and it's not cheaper than those monks? Why should I waste this money!"

"Then will you pray to the Buddha next time, and what will you say then?"

"Well, if there is a next time, I will tell the Buddha that this time I will add the second one, and make up for it together......"

“......”

Walking and walking, about dozens of miles forward, Qin Yan found an important problem: he seemed to be lost.

The miasma in the swamp was extremely thick, and with his eyesight, he could only see within three feet, and further away was a blur. Moreover, there were also evil things similar to the Ancient Desolate Soul, the number was too numerous to count, and Qin Yan even suspected that this miasma itself was made up of them. With tens of thousands of evil creatures like this, Qin Yan couldn't do anything, so he could only let them chatter and laugh in his ears and let out a treacherous chant. His divine consciousness was suppressed by it, and he did not dare to release it from his body, nor did he dare to exert his supernatural powers, because he could not distinguish the way, and only intuitively sensed that his group had deviated from the West and did not know where they had gone.

He stopped and said, "I suspect we're lost." ”

There were several lamentations in the ranks: "I have long thought that you have made a mistake. "Do you know the road?" "Uncle, it was a very unreliable decision for you to lead the way......"

Qin Yan sneered, turned his head and stretched out his hand to Cheng Gang and said, "Senior Brother Cheng, borrow your chain for a while, I'll go up and take a look." ”

When he stretched out his hand, Cheng Gang instinctively took a step back, and then stepped forward with a normal face, and he didn't know what method to use, only to hear a few crisp clanging sounds, and a thick chain stretched out from his cuff and threw it at Qin Yan's feet.

Qin Yan looked at the black flame burning at the tip of the chain, and frowned slightly, "Can you let this fire go out?"

"No, you can't. Cheng Gang said lightly, "The flame is extinguished, and the chains no longer exist." ”

"It's really a delicate thing...... Qin Yan muttered in his mouth, bent down to pick up one end of the chain, endured the pain of the Dark Flame burning his palm, and said in a deep voice, "If I pull the rope three times in a while, you will pull me hard." ”

"Hmm. Cheng Gang nodded, "But as long as you exert yourself, the Dark Flame will burn even more, you have to be careful." ”

"I'll take notice. ”

After getting ready, Qin Yan grasped the tip of the chain tightly, jumped up, and suddenly broke through the air like an arrow from the string, flying towards the misty sky above his head.

His jump was seven or eight feet high, the chains were instantly tightened, and it seemed to have been stretched to the limit, but the surroundings he saw were still a thick blue miasma, his vision was blocked, and he looked exactly the same left and right, if it wasn't for the body starting to fall, he couldn't even tell the difference between up and down, left and right.

He snapped his fingers with his left hand, and the Sword of the Green Soul was automatically unsheathed, and it spun around his feet to stop the momentum of the fall. He slowly ascended, and found that the strength of the chains was a little less, and it seemed to increase in length.

After flying up more than ten zhang again, the length of the chain increased twice, and Qin Yan finally caught a glimpse of the mist above his head becoming thinner. Through the turquoise miasma, the gloomy sky was as oppressive as night, and the whole world was completely immersed in a suffocating breath of death. Only with the best of the eye can you find a dim starlight or two in the depths of the accumulated clouds.

Qin Yan also wanted to see more clearly, he made the Qing Ying Sword break through the miasma layer, but as soon as he showed up, a howling wind penetrated his nose, and it was extremely cold, dragging his body and flying up.

He hurriedly tightened the chains, but it felt as if a large, invisible hand grabbed his head and dragged him upward, almost trying to break his neck.

The fierce wind outside this dead miasma layer was unexpectedly so intense, and the gap made Qin Yan feel as if he had fallen from the calm lake into the eye of the storm. If he was really pulled into the air by the wind, with his half-tone air control technique, he didn't know which mountain he would be thrown to the clouds. He didn't think about it, and quickly pulled the chain three times.

A moment later, Qin Yan was blown out of breath by the wind, and a strong force suddenly came from the chain, and then the dark flame flourished, and the blazing tongue of fire suddenly penetrated the golden light of his protective body, licking his palm, and the sudden pain made him tremble, and he almost let go.

If it weren't for the fact that he was being blown by the gang wind at this moment and couldn't open his eyes and mouth, he would definitely scold: "Chenggang, you straight thief, do you want the life of Young Master Ben?"

At the same time as the sharp pain in the chains, a strong force also dragged him, wrestling with the Gangfeng above, and after a period of entanglement that almost tore his neck off, finally pulled him back into the miasma of dead silence and tranquility. At this time, when I looked at my palm, the shadow of the bone was reflected in the black flames, and the surface of the skin was already burnt yellow.

'Senior Brother Chenggang, it turns out that you also have a hidden hand, and this dark fire can penetrate the Gang Qi and directly attack the body...... Why didn't you damn turtle grandson say it earlier!, are you planning to bake me right here?' Qin Yan cursed in his heart, and silently greeted Cheng Gang's parents and the direct ancestors of the previous three generations.

Although his hands were about to be roasted, he could not let go, and if he lost his guidance here, he would not know where he would fall. could only endure the severe pain, let Cheng Gang vigorously drag his body, and after a long period of torment, he finally gradually saw the ground.

When he was two feet above the ground, he quickly let go of his hand and jumped down from the air, and then saw that his palm was already as dark black as charcoal, and his fingers were numb and difficult to move.

As soon as he landed, a group of people gathered around, asking questions one by one.

"Uncle, what did you encounter up there? His face was so ugly, dark and green, like a frozen corpse......

"Have you found your way?"

"Yulang, what's wrong with your hand?"

"Look at your sad face, this trip is not very smooth......"