Qing Ming

The bottom of the cave was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers. You could only hear two heavy breathing sounds. It wasn't until a bright light like a lamp flashed that you could barely see the surrounding scenery clearly.

This is a weird cave, like an English letter L, the upper hole has been closed, and there is a long corridor in front of it, which is not wide, and only two people can walk side by side. The gloomy light emitted can't be seen at a glance.

Han Xiaoling took a few steps forward, and a catkin tightly grabbed Liu Qiankun's sleeve. The deep corridor in front of her made her feel a kind of inner fear. She is one of the most solid support.

Liu Qiankun handed the Xuanjing in his hand to Han Xiaoling's palm, and said softly: "Hold it, and follow me!" At this time, he was very calm, and the leap in cultivation also made him grow incomparably. self-confidence.

After shaking that soft little hand, she felt that the palm of her hand was a little wet and greasy. She lightly clenched her palm, turned her hand and held the Qingming Sword in her palm, and the two of them walked towards the depths of the corridor one after the other.

Liu Qiankun tried his best to keep a distance of two feet from Han Xiaoling behind him, in order to deal with any emergencies. In fact, he also thought about putting Han Xiaoling in the ring and going forward alone, but he thought of what Ba Xi mentioned. What, the door of the cell, the blood of the saint, I couldn't help but feel a dull pain in my heart, it would be good to let her stay by my side for a while!

This damned corridor was so quiet that it was a bit breathtaking. Fortunately, except for the gust of wind, there was no danger along the way, and no snakes, insects, rats and ants were encountered. The air was suddenly a bit colder, and after walking a hundred feet, Han Xiaoling was already shivering from the cold, and her vermilion lips were a little purple.

Seeing this, Liu Qiankun quickly grabbed the brand new Fire Dragon Robe from the ring and put it on her gently, and gently pulled her to his side. With a thought, a wave of spiritual energy surged out, instantly forming a gap between the two of them. A layer of transparent mask blocked all the cold air around the two of them, but they didn't feel the slightest discomfort when breathing.

Han Xiaoling has already developed a certain resistance to the incredible miracles created by the men around her, as people say: too many miracles happen and everything returns to nature, just like it should be !

The two continued to move forward for about an hour. Both sides of the corridor were covered with abrupt ice edges, and even the ground became slippery. The top of the head was also covered with criss-crossed cone-shaped ice edges, but there was no drop of water. It can be seen that the temperature here has dropped to an unpredictable level.

The ground under his feet became slippery and difficult to walk on. If Han Xiaoling hadn't held tightly to the strong arm of the man beside him, he might have fallen down and his face was bruised and swollen. If so, he would have slid up his feet before taking two steps. , making her miserable.

Seeing this, Liu Qiankun couldn't help frowning slightly, and his feet suddenly increased a bit.

Click!Kachi...

Every time I stepped down, the solid ice covering the ground would make a crisp sound, and the footprints more than an inch deep would be made, and the ice slag would be scattered in all directions. Han Xiaoling walked along those footprints, and her steps instantly became steady. Less, and walk a lot faster.

"Look, there's a door ahead!" Han Xiaoling pointed at the high wall not far away.

Looking in the direction of her finger, there is indeed a milky white metal gate five feet away in front of it. The air was rippling like water waves, and scorching heat rushed towards him.

Liu Qiankun didn't dare to rush forward, because he didn't know whether the protective wall on his body could withstand the scorching heat, so he could only hold Han Xiaoling's little hand tightly and walked forward step by step.

Sure enough, after walking less than a foot away, the relentless heat wave swayed the aura barrier for a while. Although Liu Qiankun didn't feel the slightest discomfort, Han Xiaoling beside him was already sweating profusely, and even his little face was penetrated. The heat was burning red.

Liu Qiankun hugged Han Xiaoling by the waist, pulled away and quickly retreated two feet, the temperature around him suddenly dropped, the layer of aura shrank violently, and then resumed his calm appearance, and the suffocating heat wave followed. disappeared without a trace.

"Ling'er, why don't you take refuge in the Qiankun ring first, and wait for me to break into this place where the gods are imprisoned!" Liu Qiankun put down the jade man in his arms and said seriously.

Han Xiaoling nodded sensiblely, she trusted the man in front of her with all her heart, and couldn't even find any reason not to believe him.

Liu Qiankun withdrew his head slightly to remove the aura wall, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the alluring beauty, put her in the ring with a thought, but called her out again in less than two seconds.

Han Xiaoling felt a wave of dizziness in her mind, and people staggered towards her. Liu Qiankun, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, quickly supported her, but his little hand pushed towards the cave wall beside him like a conditioned reflex.

"Ah!" Han Xiaoling cried out in pain, his palm was already dripping with blood from those sharp ice edges.

Liu Qiankun hastily dragged her into his arms, lifted the injured catkin, and saw that a soybean-sized wound had been pierced in the slightly curved palm, and the dark red blood had accumulated into a small bright red spot on her palm. Blood puddles condense at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He waved his hand to set up the spiritual wall, stroked Han Xiaoling's waist-length hair lightly, and said softly: "Ling'er, I wanted to call you out, but I asked you for a few drops of blood. It needs the blood of a saint to open it, but unexpectedly it hurt you..." Jun couldn't help but feel guilty when he said this.

The expression on Han Xiaoling's face suddenly froze, and then he relaxed, and smiled wryly: "Maybe it's God's will, and you don't have to feel guilty, just don't worry about taking blood!" mourning.

Liu Qiankun flipped his hands and took out a jade bottle, took off the cork and approached the wound that was bleeding again, every drop of blood flowed into the bottle mouth, his heart would tremble accordingly, he knew that no amount of explanation would be futile, so he could only silently Watching the bright red blood of the saint flow into the bottle.

After taking more than ten drops of blood, the wound was no longer bleeding. He plugged the bottle cap, casually tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his gown, and carefully bandaged the wound... Han Xiaoling beside him watched all this quietly, with I don't know when two crystal clear tears have been shed.

She knew that the man in front of her was full of self-blame and helplessness, compared to this man who was born and died for her, what was this little pain?Thinking of this, I couldn't help stretching out another jade palm to gently caress the man's slightly frowning brow...

"Does it still hurt?" Liu Qiankun raised his head and asked stupidly.

Han Xiaoling frowned and said, "It hurts!"

... Liu Qiankun was speechless for a moment, and he didn't even know where to put his hands.

"But..." Han Xiaoling hesitated to speak.

"But what?" There was a trace of bitterness on Liu Qiankun's face, it seemed that this unintentional mistake of hers still made her heartbroken after all!

Han Xiaoling paused for a moment, staring closely at the eyes of the man opposite with his watery eyes, until he dodged a little, then said word by word: "You... if... you can't... be safe... I... will... more pain!"

...Liu Qiankun stood still on the spot again, but there was an unconcealable joy in his eyes.

After a long time, Liu Qiankun finally calmed down his inner impulse, staring at the unknown door in the distance with piercing eyes, and said seriously: "Don't worry, even if I die, my soul will take you out!"

The sound was resolute, clanging to the ground, and his whole body surged with an indomitable arrogance, even the evil gods and evil gods would definitely not be able to stop him from rushing out of this prisoner's place.

"Ling'er..." Liu Qiankun turned around and hugged Han Xiaoling who looked bewildered, and softly called her name emotionally, but he was full of hesitation in his heart. He didn't know why?Once he meets a woman who makes his heart beat, he will get up inexplicably as a mother-in-law!

"Take me back to the ring!" Lan Xinhui's kind Han Xiaoling said calmly, having already read the man's mind.

Liu Qiankun nodded, stretched out his hand to caress the beautiful woman in his arms, put her into the ring again, raised the Qingming sword and strode towards the extremely hot door.

The air began to rippling and distorted again, and Liu Qiankun was getting closer and closer to the gate. With his near-spiritual body molded in the water of yin and yang, even if he was burned in a raging fire for a hundred years, it would not be easy to damage him. This 'little bit' of heat!

"Hey!"

Liu Qiankun shouted violently, swung his sword and slashed towards the gate, a blue light burst out, and he was still a foot away from the gate.

Whoosh!

There was a sound of breaking through the sky, and the turbulent heat wave was broken by the sword energy. The blue light formed a huge cone-shaped vortex in the air, and the top rushed straight towards the milky white door with a thunderous momentum.

boom!

There was a loud noise from the gate, and the violent wind scattered the surrounding heat waves, Xu Mijian returned to calm, only the peeling stones on the cave walls on both sides proved the power of the sword.

"Hey! Sure enough, it can't be broken!" Liu Qiankun said with a smile as he retracted his long sword.

As soon as he floated to the door, he looked up and down carefully for a while, but found no difference from the other cell doors, so he simply put away the long sword, and took out the jade bottle containing Han Xiaoling's blood from his arms.

laugh!

Before a drop of blood dripped on the door, it was completely evaporated by the surrounding heat waves. Seeing this, Liu Qiankun quickly tilted the mouth of the bottle to his own mouth, and a salty liquid quickly flowed into his mouth.

puff!

A bloody arrow spewed out from his mouth, shot at the gate with a burst of spiritual energy, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only a palm-sized red mark.

Liu Qiankun was completely stunned. He didn't expect that spraying the blood of the saint on the door would have no effect at all!

"Pooh!"

Stuffed in his heart, he lowered his head and spit heavily on the ground, but unexpectedly, there was a dull roar in his ears.

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