Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 647: Confused (2)
Lingjiu's face twitched, as if he didn't expect that he would really agree, and his eyes also showed remorse and a trace of fear.

This kind of emotion was quickly covered up, but Shen Langshen still noticed it. He couldn't help thinking that the other party was really finding fault on purpose, but he didn't expect that he would be mistaken by his cleverness.

"It's settled like that."

"Hmph!" Lingjiu wanted to refute but couldn't find a reason.

Song Xueyi patted her on the head, as if she didn't want her to continue talking, and said to Shen Lang, "I'm in trouble."

"The trouble is you." Shen Lang said calmly.

Once the matter was settled, he removed the soundproof cover and turned away from the two of them.

Lingjiu squinted at Song Xueyi with a sideways smile, gave him a thumbs up secretly, and said secretly: tacit understanding.

Song Xueyi smiled back.

Walk all the way into the night and reach a high mountain cliff.

Lingjiu stood on the top of the mountain and looked forward. The clouds and mist all over the mountain were like layers of cotton silk, and he could not see the scenery below or the distance.

"The time is almost up." Bai Yuen said: "Take out the things."

He took the lead to take out the token and floated in mid-air. When Yue Handong also took out the token, he suddenly looked at Lingjiu and the others, and asked in a bad tone: "What's the matter with those two?"

It turned out that two of Shen Langshen's disciples stood behind Lingjiu and the others.

Lingjiu said: "Didn't it mean that if you have two tokens, you can bring four people? Even if you count the puppets, there are still two places."

Yue Handong immediately understood the content of Shen Langshen's secret conversation with her before, and said coldly: "Who knows if you really only have two puppets, you must know that some puppets can be carried in the Qiankun spiritual weapon."

Lingjiu raised her eyes and glared at him, "Do you mean to check my Qiankun Spirit Artifact?"

"That's what you said." Yue Handong had a half-smile.

The atmosphere between the two was on the verge of breaking out, and it was Bai Yuen who stood up to smooth things over, "What she said is also reasonable. If you are not happy, Yue Handong, you can discuss it with the flower funeral person."

Shen Langshen was definitely on Lingjiu's side. The flower burial man didn't care about this, and the most important Bai Yuen also stood up to speak for Lingjiu, so Yue Handong had to back down.

But Baiyuene's words did remind him.

This time he brought a total of six people, but only two could actually follow him in, losing out to the others in terms of numbers.

"Flower funeral, we can cooperate." Yue Han walked towards the flower funeral.

Bai Yuen said again: "Hurry up, don't miss the full moon."

Yue Handong naturally knew this, and he opened the soundproof cover to talk with the flower burial man.

I don't know what kind of price he paid, but he actually made it clear to the flower funeral man that he was enough to bring two more people.

"Speed." Shen Lang looked up at the sky and said quickly.

Lingjiu put the residual pictures and stone carvings on it.

The residual images on the four sides are automatically combined to form a complete totem.

Four stone carvings rotate around the totem to form a square position.

The clouds and mists in the sky cleared, and the stars in the sky seemed to be pluckable, and a full moon was like a disc, which was astonishingly large and bright from here.

A beam of light shines down from the full moon, right in the middle of the totem stone carving.

A boundless mirage-like palace is reflected at the end of the cliff.

Several bright moon beams linger around the palace like streamers, like a ladder to the sky.

This scene shocked everyone, but the people present were not ordinary people, and no one spoke until the phantom stabilized.

"Let's go." Shen Lang was fearless and jumped off the cliff first.

There were four more people following behind him.

Bai Yuene and the four people he brought along also left.

Lingjiu and Song Xueyi looked at each other, and they also left.

Mirages are illusory things that have no real existence.

However, Lingjiu felt that when she jumped off the cliff, she really stepped on the entity.

This moonlight is as soft and gentle as silk, and you can feel it through your shoes.

While she was in a daze, her hand was held by someone, and she turned her head to see Song Xueyi's figure.

"This way." Baiyuene didn't know when he was standing beside them.

A group of people walked on a translucent bright blue avenue.

This is an upward ladder. As everyone walks, the high mountain cliffs have long since disappeared.

I don't know how much time has passed, Lingjiu felt that the atmosphere around her was getting weaker and the pressure was getting heavier, but this was not too difficult for her to accept.

She turned to look at the others. It seemed that others had also discovered the problem, but they seemed to be able to bear it.

Finally at the end of the stairs, a towering gate appeared in front of them.

This gate seems to be an immortal guardian, looking down on them from a high position, especially the plaque on the tall head.

——Tianlang Jun Mansion——

These four big characters are simple and simple, full of vicissitudes of life, but this vicissitudes still cannot conceal its majesty.

When Lingjiu looked at it, he found that these four characters seemed to be alive. Even if it was already at the end of their lives, the aura was not something people in their realm could resist-if it wasn't that the other party had no intention of attacking, they might be fierce. More good luck less.

"Don't look." Shen Langshen managed to look away, and quickly reminded the disciples of the same clan.

When the six disciples of the Shen family heard his words, they quickly regained their composure and averted their gazes.

Shen Langshen turned his head to look at the other people, and found that Yue Handong was still staring at the plaque, the face of the flower burial man was hidden under the hood, and she could not be seen, and the so-called black and white Shuangsha also stood there without moving.

"Drink, this is really scary." Bai Yuene also lost his gaze out of caution.

He and Shen Lang looked at each other deeply, and then looked forward, obviously startled when they saw the state of Lingjiu and Song Xueyi.

Maybe, what good opportunity did he miss?Baiyuene secretly thought, and did not choose to wake up others.

It's just that he didn't bark, three of the four people behind him looked away in cold sweat, and only one of them was still persevering.

Time passed slowly, the door did not open, and everyone did not move.

About a quarter of an hour later, the person behind Bai Yuen was shocked and came back to his senses in a trance.

Not only him, Lingjiu, Song Xueyi and others also had their eyesight restored.

"What did you find?" Shen Lang asked deeply.

"What can there be?" Yue Handong obviously didn't want to say.

Baiyuene looked at the person behind him, "Oman."

The man called by him said without hesitation: "I seem to have seen a war in ancient times, but it seems not. When I woke up, I had more understanding in my mind." He said simply, but there was no depression in his eyes Staying in joy, it can be seen that the so-called understanding must not be simple.

(End of this chapter)