Red and blue crystal sand is floating around him. His heart moves with one hand around Ling Ning and the other hand with a light-catching Taoist technique. These crystal sand parts will be put into a treasure bag. These sand grains can withstand the fire of Candle dragon and will not turn into ashes. Naturally, it is not ordinary iron sand. If it is cast, it will be a good material.
He and Ling Ning once again emerged from the water to look at this place that I don’t know where it is. Although it is no longer a mysterious realm, it is not clear whether it is really a demon spirit world as shown in the map.
The wind and the soul are holding the spirit to fly. This time, the passage is not straight like the dragon cave, but it is divided into many forks on the winding way. Some forks are still dead ends, and the rocks of these passages are also very strange, red and purple, and some are transparent. Obviously, the human strata are not the same.
No matter how many souls fly in the opposite direction, they will find another heart when they meet the blocked road, thinking that they can always reach the ground.
After flying for a long time, he was unconsciously tired and trying to find a place to rest, only to find that Ling Ning in his arms was flushed and his body trembled as if he were extremely angry and frightened. The wind soul looked down at her. "What’s the matter?"
Ling Ning cried, "You, you wicked man, keep touching me, I’d rather die here."
The wind soul froze. "How can I keep touching you?"
Ling Ning hesitated for a moment before thinking, "His left hand finally put his arm around my back and his right hand held my thigh. Although this position is a little embarrassing, it hasn’t moved, but why do I always feel that something has been moving me?"
The wind soul has learned Taoism, but it can see clearly in the dark, but it can’t see anything. It’s still that the wind soul misbehaves and bullies her in the dark. She is both shy and afraid, regretting that she shouldn’t have followed this unknown person to this strange place, and worrying that he would go further. While being nervous, she thinks that it is better to secretly kill herself when he is not looking.
It was the wind soul who said this that she realized that the wind soul would hold her in both hands, and he didn’t have a third hand. How could he hold her in both hands and feel embarrassed at the same time?
Instead, this thought of Ling Ning was even more frightened and cried, "You, you see what’s in my body? Is it a worm? "
The eyes of the wind soul swept her body again, only to find that the touch was actually his treasure bag. This treasure bag was tied to his waist, but I didn’t know when it ran to Ling Ning’s legs, and something in the bag kept moving, which made Ling Ning mistakenly do that restless thing.
He quickly changed to his left hand, put Ling Ning around his right hand, dipped into the treasure chest and took out what he had been struggling with.
It turned out to be a red purple sword.
The purple sword in his hand is magic and gives off red light. Its restless wind spirit can’t help but let it go, but it flies directly to the other side and leaves a red shadow. The wind spirit wants to chase it, but it’s too fast. The wind soul can’t chase it well, but it doesn’t worry about it.
Spirit condensate low way "this, this sword is not …"
"Well," said Feng Soul, "it was my female apprentice who made the flying sword. This fairy sword belongs to Taiyi East Emperor. Now it flies on its own. It must be the red line to call it in the distance. It seems that my female apprentice came here safely by mistake."
Knowing that Xue Honglian didn’t have the necromancer, I felt better and thought, "Since she is alive, the mother may be fine. Although the mother is not good to me, I don’t want her to have an accident."
The wind soul knows that it is normal for the red line to practice the Yin cold and the Lunar Sword tactic to come alive in Candle dragon’s poisonous fire, but Ling Ning’s mother didn’t. At this moment, he remembered something and put his hand into the bag to take out Wang Miao’s flying snow sword. However, although the purple gauze sword went to find the Lord, it was still lifeless.
In his heart, he was more worried about Wang Miaoxiang, who wanted to practice far better than the red line. This flying snow sword didn’t go to the Lord like a purple sword. There are two explanations, either that it is not a demon spirit world here or that Wang Miaoxiang has had an accident.
At this time, the wind soul has believed that Xu Xun didn’t give him that map to deceive people. Most of it is the demon spirit world here, and the only possibility is that something really happened to Wang Miao.
With a sigh, he stuffed the flying snow sword into Ling Ning’s hand. "You take this sword first."
Flying snow sword gives birth to white light, which offsets some darkness, and gives her a sword in her heart.
The wind soul smiled at her. "If you take it and find out what I have done to you, give me a sword and see if I dare to bully you."
Ling Ning realized that the wind soul was teasing her and laughed. She also knew that she was wrong in front of her. The wind soul blushed and said, "Yes, I’m sorry!"
The wind soul hugged her again and smiled. "I should thank you. If you hadn’t saved me, I would have died by now."
Ling Ning hurriedly said, "But, but Red Sister saved me first. If it wasn’t for her, I would have been thrown into the Dragon Cave by my mother."
The wind soul said, "But if the red line hadn’t robbed you of Xuanyu, you wouldn’t have seen your mother, and there wouldn’t have been so much."
Ling Ning added, "But, but … but …"
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