Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1091 Red Dragon, Ancient War! (3)
Turning around, Ling Wushuang decisively chose to leave.

"what--"

There was a sound of strange laughter in vain, like a wild ghost crying, the voice was as loud as a mourning concubine, and contained a terrifying penetrating power, hitting Ling Wushuang's sea of ​​consciousness directly, that piece of cold water, I don't know What happened.

Ling Wushuang gritted her teeth violently, bearing in mind the instructions of the voice in the dark, and walked forward quickly without looking back.

It wasn't until the mournful ghost screams gradually faded away that Ling Wushuang heaved a sigh of relief and stopped. He rested on a rock with some loss of strength, gasping for breath. Affected by her breath, she was covered in cold sweat at this moment.

"What the hell is this place? It's terrible." Ling Wushuang touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and took a breath with difficulty. If she had just turned around, she couldn't figure out what the consequences would be.

Ling Wushuang looked much better after regaining some mental power, his eyes moved slightly, and he said in a very serious voice towards the dark passage around him, "Senior, thank you for your help."

Although it is not sure who the person in the dark is, but at the critical moment, it was the shallow voice that seemed to help her with divine power. Ling Wushuang is a person who holds grudges, but she is also a person who knows how to be grateful.

However, her words did not get any response.

Ling Wushuang frowned, and didn't think about it any more, but after the near-miss scene just now, she realized that this area might be even weirder than she was in the Chilong Tomb before, so she had to go further. Be cautious.

The so-called no time in the mountains is the same in this area. Ling Wushuang has lost the concept of time when wandering back and forth, but it is estimated that at least half a month has passed, and she still has not found any way out.

"bump!"

With a crisp sound, the bottom of the ice scepter pierced into the stone for three points, and then Ling Wushuang's somewhat frantic low curse came out, "Damn it, what the hell kind of place is this? There is no way out, how could there be no way out."

At this time, Ling Wushuang's injury has recovered six or seven layers due to the continuous cultivation these days. It can be seen from her confident accent, but because she is concerned about the outside situation, she has become a little irritable.

However, after only a moment of madness, Ling Wushuang calmed down quickly. At this moment, she glanced at her eyes, and just saw some familiar lines on the stone wall not far in front of her.

"Could it be..." Ling Wushuang's eyes tightened, and he quickly walked over with the ice scepter in his hand. After careful inspection and scrutiny, his eyes sparkled, "It's the trace of the God Rune of the Deficit Dao."

After realizing this discovery, Ling Wushuang quickly looked at the surrounding stone walls, and couldn't help expressing his surprise, his heart beating a little faster unconsciously, "This can't be the real secret scroll of the Red Dao of Redemption."

It's just that Ling Wushuang couldn't help being dizzy from seeing the increasingly complicated lines. The lines on the avenue were unpredictable and hard to see the essence. After shaking her head and waking up, she stopped in time, her eyes deepened, and followed the lines Gradually dense places go steadily.

This place has the densest traces of the God Rune of the Red Path, in other words...

Just as Ling Wushuang's thoughts were flying, the weak but familiar voice came slowly, "Come here."

Ling Wushuang clenched the ice scepter tightly, and now the source of the voice was very obvious, it was not far in front of her, maybe just a few steps forward, and the person could be seen true colors.

"What?" The man's voice was slightly ridiculed, and it was only because the tone of the two men was a little bit stronger, and then there were several violent coughs, which seemed to shake the whole area.

Ling Wushuang's eyes showed worry, and he took a step around a stone wall, hurried over, and hurriedly said, "Senior, are you all right?"

Not sure who it was, Ling Wushuang could only call her a senior, but the scene in front of her made her subconsciously startled, and she blinked in disbelief at the sight that caught her eyes.

A stone tablet stood upright like a broken giant sword holding up to the sky, engraved with lines of small golden ancient characters, which made people dazzled and disorderly, but it made people feel orderly.

The most eye-catching thing is the figure sitting cross-legged on the broken wall.

The long dark golden hair was scattered, as if it had lost the brilliance of the past, but the face was not the haggard description of the dying old man in Ling Wushuang's imagination, but was incomparably handsome.

Sitting cross-legged, eyes closed.

He was like a statue of a fossil, without any breath, and he was still wearing an ancient reddish battle robe, mottled with blood, and stained with thick dust, so he couldn't see the original appearance, Ling Wushuang almost concluded at a glance , this person is the legendary red dragon!
In the vicissitudes of life, he has been sitting for millions of years.

"Senior Chilong...?" Ling Wushuang narrowed his eyes, and after scanning the surroundings, his eyes fell back on him again, looking at his tightly closed eyes, he called out tentatively.

It's over, won't you be discouraged?

Just when Ling Wushuang was about to take a closer look, he suddenly said, "Who are you?"

The stone statue-like man slowly opened his eyes, but the eyes that were originally radiant were dim, but the aura became sharper and deeper, as if coming through the sky, unfathomable, if there is nothing They stayed on Ling Wushuang's body.

"Ling Wushuang is just a general unknown person." Ling Wushuang smiled and answered cleanly.

Chilong glanced at her lightly, then slowly closed his eyes, without any change in expression, as if he didn't pay any attention to her plans.

"Just now, thank you senior for helping me."

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Wushuang took the initiative to speak with a slight smile, jokingly, she was still counting on this man to show her the way out, how could she ignore her, but after a long time without seeing his response, Ling Wushuang said again, "Senior is now It's very debilitating and I don't know if there's anything I can do to help."

If possible, she really wanted to help.

"Life and death are determined, according to the way of heaven." After a long time, he spoke again, his tone was slightly hoarse, and the breath was already weak like a candle in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time.

The color in Ling Wushuang's eyes was fixed, and he walked over quickly, "Senior Chilong, maybe I can really help you."

Ling Wushuang also realized at this time that it wasn't that he didn't speak, but that after he said a word, he had to rest for a long time before he had the strength to speak again. .

(End of this chapter)