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The surroundings were pitch black, and the visibility was rather low.

Feng Ling Jue took out a fire piston. Although it was a small flame, it still illuminated the road ahead.

In front of him was a winding road. It was a secret passage, and the ground was covered with rocks. There was something calling to him in the most difficult part of the secret passage.

Feng Ling Jue laughed, and pulled Shen Qingchen who was walking in front.

"What do you want?"

Shen Qingchen turned around and shot him a cold glance.

Feng Lingjue gave a faint smile and walked around him, heading to the front. "I'll walk in front."

Shen Qingchen frowned slightly as he was unable to understand Feng Lingjue's thoughts. After pondering for a moment, he followed him.

"So are you going to cut the grass at the root?"

Bending his body through a short cave, Feng Lingjue asked.

"This has nothing to do with you."

Shen Qingchen said indifferently after a long period of silence.

"Why does it have nothing to do with me? We have to agree on this before we make a move, don't we, Sect Leader Shen? "

Feng Ling Jue suddenly stopped, turned around, and smiled at him. The fiery light shone upon his fiendishly handsome face, and his brilliant smile stunned Shen Qingchen.

He lowered his head, "Hurry up, or you can go back."

"Good, good, good."

He turned around and accidentally kicked a rock. He staggered forward and just as he was about to fall, a hand reached out and tightly grabbed his clothes. Only then did he stop the car.

Feng Ling Jue sighed in relief, patted his chest, and turned around again. "Thank you."

"Hurry up and leave."

Shen Qingchen slowly let go of the five fingers that were pulling on his clothes and took the opportunity to poke his back, telling him to hurry up and leave.

Stabbed on the back by something, Feng Lingju smiled, then turned around and continued to walk forward.

Shen Qingchen stopped in his tracks, extended his hand and looked at his fingertips. There were faint traces of blood on them.

As the two of them walked, the ground they stepped on suddenly shook violently. The two of them hurriedly supported themselves on the wall.

"Crap, the Elders can't hold on any longer."

Shen Qingchen clenched his teeth, he had thought that he could suppress it for a bit, but he never thought that he would not be able to do so so easily.

"I can make it."

Feng Ling Jue quickened his pace, and walked forward while feeling his way through.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and following that, the black fog from before rushed over in an overwhelming manner. This secret path, which could only fit two people together, simply did not allow them any place to dodge.

Feng Ling Jue frowned as Shen Qingchen immediately covered his nose and mouth.

"Why are you in such a hurry!"

He laughed, lightly waved his sleeves, and brushed away the black fog. Then, he pulled Shen Qingchen up, "Let's go."

"You!"

Shen Qingchen's face paled.

"Haha, don't worry, this miasma doesn't have any effect on me."

Feng Ling Jue rushed towards the black fog, tightly grabbed Shen Qingchen's hand and ran forward.

"Who's worried about you …"

Shen Qingchen said indifferently.

The corner of Feng Lingju's mouth twitched. "Hey, at least give me some face, right? No matter what, I am still a dignified a generation of Devil Monarch. "

Shen Qingchen suddenly stopped talking.

Feng Ling Jue shot him a glance, "I was just joking."

"So …" We are irreconcilable. "

Shen Qingchen seemed to not have heard Feng Ling Jue's words, and said indifferently.

Feng Ling Jue laughed bitterly, and slowly let go of Shen Qingchen's hand, "What are you saying? I don't understand. "

"Sure."

Shen Qingchen gripped the sword hilt tightly, then walked around Feng Lingjue and towards the front.

"How heartless!"

Feng Ling Jue felt a throbbing pain in his chest, and slowly reached out with his hand to touch his chest.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally walked out of the secret passageway. What awaited them was a rather wide cave. It was dark without any light. Compared to the quaking of the earth outside, this place was very peaceful for some reason.

"Is this the place?"

Feng Ling Jue looked around him. Honestly speaking, this was not the first time he had been here. When he sealed this person here, he was at the scene.

Thinking up to here, Feng Lingjue lifted his head to look at Shen Qingchen, who was holding onto a long sword not too far away. That cold and spotless face that seemed to want to reject others from thousands of miles away, gradually overlapped with that young and calm little face.

"Are you still waiting for an opportunity to make your move?"

Seeing that, Shen Qingchen could not help but frown.

Seeing that the old fellow had not moved, Feng Lingjue decided to just sit on the ground to rest.

"What are you doing?"

Shen Qingchen asked harshly.

"Rest, you can't keep fighting with that guy who hid his head and tail, can you?"

Feng Ling Jue yawned lazily.

"Be careful, lest you die here."

Shen Qingchen's face was ashen as she glared at him.

Feng Ling Jue held his chin, and lazily drew circles on the ground, "Aren't you just looking forward to my death? That's great! "

"You!"

Shen Qingchen was speechless, he forcefully swallowed his breath and grabbed onto the sword hilt, his face turned gloomy.

Feng Ling Jue smiled, and then slowly closed his eyes. Even though this place looked as tranquil as water, Devilish Qi were soaring, as if a small stone was thrown into the water from a calm surface, causing it to immediately become chaotic. Right now, it was this small stone that they were waiting for.

The sound of a silent needle dropping on the ground could be heard, suddenly, in the empty space in front of them, the light suddenly soared. It was extremely blinding, and the two of them subconsciously reached out their hands to cover their eyes.

"He's coming …"

he whispered.

Shen Qingchen also realized it, his mouth raised, as he raised his sword to begin his attack.

"Nonsense."

Feng Ling Jue clenched his teeth, and immediately ran towards Shen Qingchen. Just as the group of black fog was about to touch Shen Qingchen, Feng Ling Jue squeezed in, forcefully blocking Shen Qingchen. Then, he pulled him up, and immediately escaped.

"Scram!"

Shen Qingchen shouted in anger.

"Don't you know he wants to steal your body?"

Feng Ling Jue held onto him, not allowing him to leave.

Shen Qingchen didn't say a single word, his face expressionless as he coldly looked at him, his eyes filled with a bone-piercing coldness.

"Hey, hey."

Feng Ling Jue couldn't help but laugh, "You can't be thinking of taking advantage of that moment's weakness to get rid of him, right?"

"Why not?"

Shen Qingchen said indifferently, as if he was talking about how good the weather was today and such a small matter.

"Of course not!"

Feng Lingjue tightly grabbed onto the shoulder of the man in front of him and could not help but roar, "Have you gone mad?"

Shen Qingchen was startled.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]