"Wow~"

Suddenly, a slight sound came, waking Yang Ling up from his cultivation, and he hurriedly lay down as he was, and then closed his eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Half a minute later, a tall and thin woman wearing Yang Ling's sparse robes appeared in the cave, at this time the dust on her face had been wiped away, revealing a rather delicate-looking face, according to the age of a human being, about twenty years old, but her hair was still messy and her skin was very rough.

The woman glanced at Yang Ling and Gao Wenfeng a few times, her face became a little unnatural, she slowly walked to Yang Ling's side, took out a dark and strange container from her arms, and fed it to Yang Ling's mouth.

Yang Ling, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, reached out and pinched the woman's neck, while covering her mouth with one hand, and then turned over and pressed the woman under him.

"Woo~~"

The woman resisted desperately under Yang Ling's body, with endless fear on her face, but after a minute, the woman struggled to get weaker and weaker, her face became red, her breathing became heavier, and fog gradually rose in her eyes, but Yang Ling still didn't dare to let go, and pressed the woman to death.

After another half a minute, Yang Ling began to feel that something was wrong.

Because the woman seemed to be teasing him.

His body continued to writhe gently under him, his eyes slightly closed, and he kept licking his mouth and letting out a low hum.

No way!

Yang Ling reacted immediately, because of the woman's constant struggle and friction, his second brother was actually standing between the woman's legs, and he was so good that he couldn't die, the woman didn't seem to be wearing poor pants, she was wrapped in a broken robe, and the robe didn't block the point, and the hard guy happened to be in a mysterious place.

"I'll let you go, don't scream!" Yang Ling felt that he had the urge to be a day dog, is there anything more embarrassing and unexplainable in Nima's world?

And the woman didn't seem to understand, nor did she react, she only felt that Yang Ling seemed to be about to leave her, and suddenly lifted her legs and grabbed Yang Ling's waist.

"Hmm~" The woman let out a comfortable moan.

But Yang Ling was stunned all of a sudden, and hurriedly pushed the woman away, and he felt almost pushed into it by the woman's unprepared clamp just now.

The woman opened her eyes in a daze, looked at Yang Ling, who was full of confusion and depression, and seemed to be very ashamed of her behavior just now, so she timidly got up, squatted on the side of the cave wall and pulled the tattered magic clothes on her body, trying to cover her lower body, but she didn't shout loudly, but lowered her head to avoid Yang Ling's eyes.

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, although she almost missed the gun just now, this woman obviously didn't look like she was responsible.

So he looked at this woman a few times, green hair is rare, the eyes are very large, although the skin is slightly rough but still very white, and finally his eyes are staring at her ears, Yang Ling's body shook violently, and at the same time, there was a loud bang in his heart, and he almost sat on the ground.

Nima turned out to be pointy ears?

Yang Ling instantly confirmed that this woman was not a human race, but a little similar to the elf race in the Western fantasy novel.

But aren't the elves a race of magical civilizations that have vanished?

Why did you meet here?

Could it be the same as Kostein, a fish that slipped through the net?

Yang Ling's heart churned for a long time, and he slowly calmed down and asked, "Can you understand me!"

The woman clasped her hands on her knees, looked up at him blankly, and then whispered a series of sentences that looked like a mantra.

It's over!" Yang Ling couldn't help but wail in his heart.

This is the second time since he got the system that he can't understand the speech of a foreign race.

And there is only one possibility that this place is not the sphere of influence of the system, or that this place is not under the control of the guy who invented the miner system, just like the bronze freaks in the original Reaper camp.

If you can't communicate in words, it's even more difficult to figure out where you're in the right place.

Yang Ling stared at this woman with pointed ears, and suddenly felt an urge to die.

The woman muttered a few words, and found that Yang Ling's blackened face was distorted, and her voice became smaller and smaller, and then her eyes fell between Yang Ling's legs, and she quickly lowered her head again.

Belch~!

Yang Ling hurriedly covered his crotch with both hands, and was depressed to death, how could this Nima do if they met every day, even if he was a gentleman, he couldn't be serious with his balls, so he pointed to the magic robe on the woman's body.

"Mine!"

The woman suddenly became vigilant, and moved back with her clothes wrapped in her clothes, her face very nervous.

It seems that she is not going to return it to me! Yang Ling looked left and right, and finally had to pick up the dirty animal skin-like thing on the ground, only to find that it was just a rough rattan cloth made of a kind of fine grass rattan with good toughness.

Yang Ling wrapped this piece of rattan cloth around his waist, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you give me back the ring?" Yang Ling pointed to the storage ring that the woman wore on her thumb.

The woman became more vigilant, and hid her finger with the ring at once, her face full of vigilance.

Well, Yang Ling decided not to want it for the time being, he couldn't open it if he wanted to come back anyway, and he should have been saved by this woman, and he hadn't repaid the life-saving grace yet, and he almost killed someone else as soon as he met, and he wanted to get the ring back, which was really a bit excessive.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and after more than ten seconds of silence, Yang Ling pointed outside the cave: "Can you take me to see somewhere?"

The woman hesitated for a long time before slowly standing up.

The two walked out of the narrow and crooked cave one after the other, and soon the two came to a pile of rubble, and the woman laboriously pushed open a large stone slab weighing seventy or eighty pounds, revealing a half-human-high hole.

The woman glanced back and lowered her head to get in, and Yang Ling thought for a while and followed.

The cave was very dark, and the woman was familiar with the road, and Yang Ling was almost a blind man, so he could only follow closely behind according to the sound of the woman walking, and several times he either hit the woman or almost tripped over the gravel all over the ground.

Walked along this cave for a few minutes again, faintly you can hear the sound of clanging and knocking, turn two corners one after another, suddenly open up in front of you, a naturally formed stone hall, about three or four hundred square meters, the ground is uneven, the mountain wall is also a strange-shaped stone, an upside-down stalagmite in the center of the stone hall is wrapped around a vine the thickness of an arm, there are three trumpet flower-like things hanging upside down on the vine, there is a fist-sized thing in the stamen, exudes a faint white light, and the whole stone hall is quite bright.

More than a dozen people were pounding stones on the walls of the cave around them, as if they were digging something.