Outside the experimental building, the big insect was released by him from the pet space, and then threw it a Yuan Scorpion of the Great Perfection of the Divine Spirit Realm, and soon after, Erdan came from a distance with seven small insects, Yang Ling thought about it and simply threw out a Yuan Scorpion of the Void Realm. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that a bunch of insects and two eggs had climbed onto the two Yuan Scorpions and began to feast in large chunks, a tower door appeared in front of Yang Ling, walked in, and then appeared in front of the cave where he had previously retreated.

Sit cross-legged, turn your heart to the sky, and adjust your breathing.

A few minutes later, thirty-six consecutive golden sword lights carrying a terrifying aura fell from the sky, spitting blood from his mouth and unconscious, the rolling aura gathered from all around like a tornado, and frantically injected into his body, an hour later, he woke up leisurely, sat cross-legged and turned his heart to the sky, a large number of spirit pills and soul pills were stuffed into his mouth, and a restless breath rose to the sky, constantly emanating from his body, and the four-colored light above his head stirred the sky.

Half a month later, another thirty-six sword lights fell from the sky, continuing the almost identical action of the last time.

Another half a month passed, and another thirty-six sword lights fell.

……

A woman in a tight black robe.

Standing at the top of a mountain peak a few dozen kilometers away, she had been standing here for three months.

The ice face is like jade, the skin is better than snow, and the cold pretty face, a pair of starry eyes stared closely at the terrifying sword light that continued to fall from the sky, watching a man vomit blood over and over again in the sword light, falling to the ground again and again and struggling to twitch, and then struggling to get up.

Her heart tightened for a moment, her hands clutching her robe, her blood-red lips clenched, her face showing struggle and pain.

What is the purpose of his desperate cultivation?

Did he encounter an intractable difficulty?

Why doesn't he keep coming to me?

Am I being too cold and rude to him?

I think of the situation in the little demon world, the guy who often peeks at her chest, the guy who still wants to marry him with a hippie smile under the claws of the three-headed demon wolf, the guy who kills the troll like a play, the guy who wants to save her in the turbulence of the void regardless of life and death, and the guy who often touches himself, talks to him, and gives him the troll's wand as a snack......

Scenes from the past were like yesterday, constantly rolling in her mind, remembering the scene where she kicked him into the lake, seeing him naked and sluggish, the snow-white face of the Nether Demon Flower slowly floated a touch of red, and after hesitating for a long time, her body shook and went to the place where the sword light fell.

This was the last time Yang Ling cultivated the Jade Fu True Mystery before he planned to escape.

All the spirit realm of the Yuan Scorpion brain marrow in his hand has been purified into spirit pills and soul pills, but in three months, they have almost been consumed, and in such a cruel cultivation, both the load of the body and the load of the divine soul have reached the limit, if it were not for the abundant spiritual energy in the soul suppression realm, it is estimated that the body would have been destroyed a long time ago.

This meditation took six days, and Yang Ling felt that his body had recovered, so he let out a long breath and opened his eyes.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, a tremor almost hit the ground, and after staying for a long time, he stammered, "You...... Nether, how do you ...... How did you get here?"

"You come with me!" The Nether Demon Flower stretched out her slender jade hand, grabbed his hand and soared into the air, like pulling a kite, and disappeared into the vast mountains with peaks in the blink of an eye.

Looking at a crooked wooden house in the canyon full of flowers and plants, which was not at all shapely, and was covered with some huge leaves that had long been dried, Yang Ling couldn't help but twitch a few times, and said with a sneer: "Nether, you ...... You've always lived here, haven't you?"

"Get in!" the Nether Demon Flower didn't mean to let go, and pulled him into the cabin very roughly.

In the wooden house, the furnishings are simpler, a large stone that is not smooth, a small wooden table that is crooked, the legs of the table are tied haphazardly with a few vines, and two cups made of bamboo tubes are placed on it.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Yang Ling felt that his throat was a little dry, and a sour feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, he gently picked up the hand of the Netherworld Demon Flower and held it in the palm of his hand, looking at her cold face that was overwhelming, his lips squirmed a few times and said softly: "Nether, let you suffer!"

Nether Demon Flower twitched her hand lightly, but didn't pull it out, her face showed a slight blush, but her tone was cold, "Why didn't you come to me?"

Yang Ling: ......

Why didn't I come to you? Didn't you say you wouldn't let me come to you? And Lao Tzu is busy in the dark now, and if he is unlucky, he may hang up, where can I find you?

But he didn't dare to say these words.

A woman, whether it is a human race or a demon race, as long as she is a mother, her mind cannot be judged by the thinking of a normal person.

"Have you been avoiding me?" asked the Nether Demon Flower as she looked at Yang Ling's strange expression and bit her lip.

Yang Ling shook his head and whispered: "Nether, I didn't hide from you, I've just been busy recently, when I go back safely, I'll help Li build a spacious and beautiful courtyard here, and ...... when the time comes."

"What then?" asked the Nether Demon angrily.

Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said with a shy smile: "When the time comes, I can spend a lot of time with you, chat with you, raise flowers with you, and ...... with you."

"Are you having any trouble?" interrupted Nether Flower.

Yang Ling was silent for a long time before nodding, then pulled the Nether Demon Flower to sit on the big stone slab, gently stroked her hand and said, " Nether, this time I encountered a very big danger, I don't dare to guarantee that I will go back alive, you have seen it in the past few months, except for the big spider and kitten in the soul control world, all the people were sent out by me, at that time the matter was really too urgent, I didn't have time to find you, let you face this danger with me, but you can rest assured, as long as there is a chance, once you leave that place, I will let you out, and then you can run as far as you want, if you have the opportunity to return to the earth where I live, please go and see my family and friends...... ”

"I don't know them?" Yang Ling's words were interrupted again by the Nether Demon Flower in a puff.

Yang Ling's tears were about to fall.

Can't this second-class goblin let herself finish her words? Just be a listener, and quietly listen to a person's last words before he dies?

Looking at Yang Ling's constipated expression, the Nether Demon Flower seemed to have defeated him, and a smile appeared on his cold face, but it was gone in a flash.