Chapter 133

The dragon and tiger tripod pressed against Song Fei without warning. Song Fei was stunned at first. When he reacted, his mana was imprisoned by the great power of the dragon and tiger tripod.

Then, not only the mana didn't work well, but also the body couldn't move as if it had been hit.

"Woman? You?" Song Fei's eyes were not flustered, but deeply questioned.

After Jun wanshuang imprisoned Song Fei, she looked at her affectionately, and then whispered in his ear, "I said, as long as you help me get Yin and Yang flowers, I will marry you. Now it's time for me to fulfill my promise. In this life, I'm just your wife."

Song Fei said in a deep voice, "untie my bondage. Even the bridal chamber shouldn't be like this."

Jun wanshuang didn't turn his head and whispered, "I really don't dare to look at you." when talking about marriage, the original little witch turned red and looked like a little woman, which surprised Song Fei.

Originally, she was also a pure woman, but she misunderstood herself. Song Fei smiled bitterly. It's just like this. What's the matter.

Jun wanshuang smiled, stretched out his right index finger and pointed it on Song Fei's forehead. Song Fei immediately felt a strong sense of sleepiness. He smiled bitterly and said that he was probably the first person to get married.

Jun wanshuang looked at Song Fei on the ground and said softly, "thank you, my husband! I promise you that my life is just your wife."

When Song Fei woke up, I don't know how long it took. He was just finished when Jun wanshuang clicked the acupoint and fell asleep. At the moment, when he woke up, his body had been able to play. Song Fei immediately sat up and scanned around.

It is still the entrance to the Yangdong cave, but here and now there is only one person, and the beauty beside him has disappeared.

Song Fei sighed and moved back so that his back could lean against the wall.

After spending one point, Song Fei lavishly exchanged a Chinese cigarette, took out one and held it in his mouth. With a little mana, the cigarette spontaneously ignited without fire.

Overhead, flying up is the exit. Song Fei has no plan to go out immediately. The scene just now was also beyond my expectation. When I thought it was most likely to happen, it didn't happen again and again, but when I thought it would never happen, it happened again.

If you think it's just a spring night, Song Fei doesn't have much burden in his heart, but Song Fei looks at the red on his thigh. Song Fei's heart can't understand anything. It's a bad relationship. I'm afraid it won't end, but just start.

Jun wanshuang's voice and smile suddenly became very clear in Song Fei's heart. No matter how Song Fei waved it away, it couldn't go away.

Light vomited a smoke ring, Song Fei sighed: "if you know it's a baby, why do you have to make this evil relationship."

In the dark passage, there was silence, only a slight breathing sound accompanied by the sound of gently spitting cigarettes.

On Song Fei's chest, there is a small gray tripod. This is the dragon and tiger tripod exchanged by Song Fei. Jun wanshuang didn't take it away, but left it to Song Fei. The spiritual brand of Jun wanshuang has been erased. Song Fei can be refined again as long as it takes a little time.

The storage ring that Jun wanshuang originally threw to Song Fei is missing, but all the treasures in it are left to Song Fei, including Song Fei's own things.

Feng Ying Jue, purple jade slips, five pairs of five elements comprehension map, these precious treasures all lie back in Song Fei's storage ring.

Of course, there is the magic pearl of Laozi, the first in the world.

After smoking a cigarette, Song Fei put all the remaining cigarettes into the storage ring and stood up slowly.

Standing upright in the small passage, the originally slightly decadent body suddenly became abnormally straight, full of energy, and suddenly laughed loudly: "a man is indomitable and dare to act, and I'm worried about something."

Then he turned his mana into a streamer, which seemed to break through the sky.

Just after Song Fei's body left a incense stick, the space ripples suddenly and gently rippled above the calm lake where hehun flowers were originally in full bloom, just like small stones thrown into the calm lake.

Immediately, the ripples became more and more violent and quickly formed a distorted space channel. In the channel, a miserable white hand slowly extended. With the emergence of this hand, a violent force that seemed to break the sky surged out with this hand.

Suddenly, a red figure suddenly appeared in the magma that was originally in full bloom. When he was familiar with it, he came to the top of the calm lake. A long sword like a flame cut fiercely to this miserable white right hand.

The miserable white hand felt pain and retracted a little. In the channel, there was an old roar: "flame God, give me Jiuyou ancestor a face. I just need a breathing time."

"Roll ~" is a giant composed of flame, with rough and simple words.

"Well, in that case, I don't give face. I'll write down the hate." with the falling of the voice, the miserable white hand gradually retracted. The figure of the flame giant flickered and returned to the magmatic lake. The space here was as calm as the small lake below.

After Song Feifei came out of the passage, he found that the exit was no longer at the original entrance. It was surrounded by high mountains, like Huangshan and Huashan in previous generations. There were few trees and jagged rocks.

Song Fei's place is on the hillside of a big stone mountain. Looking up, he can't tell which is cloud and which is fog. It's like a fairyland. When I looked down, the foot of the mountain was blocked by clouds. There were ghosts crying and wolves howling. I don't know how deep it was.

When Song Fei looked back, the yin-yang cave he came out of disappeared in this short time.

Song Fei was slightly surprised. Is this Yang cave really alive and will it move by itself? Forget it, I don't even dare to go into the depths of the Yang cave, so I don't have to think about these unfathomable things first.

In the sky, four friars turned into streamers and crossed the sky. There was a strong threat. One of them suddenly moved away from the track and flew in the direction of Song Fei.

"Is it you?" the visitor was slightly surprised. "I didn't expect to see you for a few days. You have built the foundation, or the second floor."

"Purple hall leader?" Song Fei didn't expect to meet the purple moon Han of Yuehua sect here. The girl was dressed in purple and floated in the clouds, just like a fairy in the dust, which made the scenery here beautiful.

"Unexpectedly, you not only built the foundation, but also dared to wander alone, but you didn't die." ziyuehan's expression was a little surprised.

"Ha ha, lucky." Song Fei said with a dry smile, "unexpectedly, the purple hall leader came. I never fought with people or robbed them, so I was lucky to survive."

In the previous treasure hunt, Song Fei didn't see ziyuehan and didn't want her to come.

Ziyuehan nodded and believed Song Fei's words. Even so, Song Fei was very lucky.

"Hurry up." ziyuehan said, "this place has been jointly developed by many big gangs, and our yuehuazong has tightly occupied a small part of the territory. In order to consolidate their interests, the gangs have joined hands to drive out small sects or scattered cultivation, which has led to a lot of bloody events. If you continue to stay, I'm afraid it will be more or less dangerous. You'd better go out and protect your life."

Song Fei's heart was cold. He didn't expect that things were going in the direction he thought. The casual practitioners had no cohesion. Unless the top experts had overwhelming strength, they couldn't compete with the big sects. In particular, the big sects that had been inherited for unknown years had profound heritage and many experts, which were beyond the imagination of the casual practitioners.

Now that he has been divided by the sect, Song Fei's idea of fishing in troubled waters will stop. It's almost a year. It's time to go back to the sect.

Song Fei hugged ziyuehan and thanked him. It's a great kindness for the other party to say so much to a person who has only one face. Song Fei has a clear distinction between right and wrong. Since it's grace, he should thank him. Hold your fist tightly and say thank you. It's very light.

"Excuse me, master Zi, how can I get out?" Song Fei said respectfully.

All the way, there were entrances, but there were no exits. Song Fei wondered how they got out.

"You go all the way to the northeast, where there is a transmission channel directly leading to Heiya town. It is clear that you are from yuehuazong and can be unobstructed." after ziyuehan finished, the purple figure suddenly went by the wind, leaving a faint beautiful voice, "I have something to go first, and you can leave by yourself."

When he finished, a purple light rushed into the sky.

"In that case, let's go." Song Fei stepped on the fire spirit sword and flew to the northwest according to ziyuehan.

Along the way, a friar asked. When Song Fei said he was a disciple of Yuehua sect and just went out, the friar asked didn't make it difficult.

Song Fei has never seen this place before. It's hard to imagine that it's just a part of a sect. It's so big. After flying for half an hour, he hasn't seen the so-called transmission channel.

Song Fei turned into a red streamer and flew in the sky. Below him, a group of monks were discussing something. Suddenly, someone looked up and looked at Song Fei. Then, his originally gloomy face suddenly laughed.

"Yu Liang, what are you laughing at? Driven by the thunder Eagle sect this time, all the benefits are divided up by them. You still have the heart to laugh." the elder martial brother Li Ruiyi nearby has a bad face.

The elder martial brother is a master of golden elixir. Although Yu Liang has a deep backer, this one has a harder backer and has many magic weapons given by his elders. Therefore, Yu Liang is very polite to him. He lowers his head and smiles at Li Ruiyi: "I saw an enemy. Aren't I in a bad mood this time? Why don't you come forward with me and have fun with that boy."

"Oh?" Li Ruiyi's eyes brightened, looked at Yu Liang and said with a smile, "it's so good. Since it's an enemy, there's no need to say whether it's cruel or not. Just have fun, ha ha."

"Listen to elder martial brother," Yu Liang answered and laughed.

Immediately, they turned into streamers, faster than Song Fei, and chased the red streamers of the fire.

During the flight, Song Fei felt someone behind him. He looked back a little. Then his heart sank and his face sank. One of the people flying behind him was Yu Liang, his enemy. The other one flew side by side with him. Needless to say, it must be his helper.

Song Fei gave a dark scold, immediately lowered the sword light and planned to hide from the forest. Then his body faintly disappeared, and he had performed the art of convergence and concealment.

"Elder martial brother is not good. This boy has a secret method. We have a task, but we can't play hide and seek with him for a long time." Yu Liang suddenly shouted in the distance.

"Ha ha, what's the difficulty?" Li Ruiyi laughed and waved it with one hand. A thin rope suddenly appeared from the palm of his hand and wound it far away to Song Fei. "My God rope, my ancestor just gave me a magic weapon of spirit level. It's not easy to catch this second-class boy who built the foundation."