When she came to the edge of the lake, Xi Mutong just wanted to point out the starlight in the dark, but her hands were tightly held by the hot hands of the caracal fire, and she wanted to walk forward with her in the dark. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Having just experienced the terrifying moment brought by the broken flute, Xi Mutong palpitated, although he repeatedly held on in front of the caracal, but now he suddenly fell into darkness, and he grabbed his hands again, and the nerves that had been tense were finally broken, and he screamed: "No! I want light! Give me light!"

The caracious heart twitched suddenly, and she felt that she was not only in her hands, but also her whole body suddenly trembled so much that she couldn't help herself, she didn't dare to joke anymore, and she didn't dare to slack off in her hands, so she hurriedly let go of her, took out a night pearl from her arms, and then flicked her palm, and suddenly, a bright and soft glare came out of the night pearl, and the darkness of the lake was half dispelled by this dazzle.

When he went to see her again, he saw her like a frightened rabbit, with her eyes closed, her face as gray as a ghost, her shoulders shrunk together, and her lips bloodless.

Her appearance really surprised him, and he thought to himself, how many Longtan tiger's dens have been brave in the past thousand years? In terms of her courage, what kind of earth-shattering event must make her suddenly afraid of the dark?

He couldn't hold back any longer, hugged her distressedly, and asked loudly: "Tong'er, tell me honestly, what happened to you in the past two days? Did you encounter something? Tell me quickly!"

After getting the light, Xi Mutong's emotions slowly calmed down, and he realized that he couldn't hold it after all, and he was very annoyed.

She broke free from his embrace and said indifferently: "It's nothing, it's just that I've been too worried about Ling'er these days." With that, continue along the rocky beach.

"Xi Muxian, stop and tell me what's going on!" shouted from behind her.

Xi Mutong stopped, turned his back to him, and smiled sadly: "I am Xi Muxian, but I am also a woman. ”

"This ......," she said, and the caracal could no longer speak. This sentence, coupled with her previous performances, he could already guess some of them. But after he guessed it, could he continue to question her and stimulate her?

Under the reflection of the night pearl, the lake clearly appeared in front of the two of them.

The lake is small in size, but the water is muddy, and the water is full of mud, and clumps of algae-like things float on the surface of the lake, and from time to time there is a sour and rancid smell. In the lake near their feet, there was a small child's shoe.

Xi Mutong asked the caracal, "Are you ready?"

Surprised, he asked, "Could it be that we just jumped right in?"

Xi Mutong was silent, raised her Zen fingers with a smile, and when Ping Yunjue said "cut off the water", the lake water had been opened to both sides by her huge Zen power, and a thin passage was made in the middle, just allowing the two of them to pass.

"Referring to the first layer of Tianzen, he has been cultivated by Tong'er to such a supernatural state, and he is really worthy of Xi Muxian admired by the world!"

At the place where the lake was separated, those waving stumps and severed arms, and the heads with shiny fangs, saw two living people appear, all of them desperately tried to break through the barrier of the water curtain and bully them, but they were firmly locked behind the lake by Xi Mutong with spiritual power.

The severed limbs were so angry that they churned and jumped in the water, turning the entire lake into a huge whirlpool.

The water of the lake was already dirty and turbid, and if it was stirred by these water ghosts, it would be even darker in the lake.

The two of them looked to both sides, and saw that there was hair and skin floating everywhere in the water, and the water ghosts could not get close to them, so they began to bite each other, so that the lake was full of blood and flesh, and it flew everywhere. This horror of the face, even the demon kings and immortal heads who have experienced all kinds of dangers feel frightened and a little overwhelmed.

This thrilling lake and waterway, the two of them felt like they had walked for a year, and finally arrived at the bottom of the ghostly lake, and the ghost king's Nanke Mountain was clearly visible. (To be continued.) )