28, cave in distress

Thinking of the strange feeling in the previous hole, Han Jing felt that Yang Feng was right. But after being scolded by him, she was extremely unhappy and retorted, "I'm afraid you will stay at home and don't come out."

"Can this stand it?" Yang Feng said with a smile. It's not that he hasn't seen an unreasonable woman. In front of him, he can still be so righteous, but there is only one family, and there is no other denoun.

Well, she can't be regarded as a woman. At most, she is a half-year-old child. Besides, she is still a big disciple of Kaishanmen. Yang Feng thought, and somehow he flashed again.

Han Jing suddenly lowered her voice and shouted hurriedly, "Master, what is that?"

"Where?" Yang Feng subconsciously answered and looked around, but found nothing abnormal.

"It's a little crisis. If you are so slow, you really don't know how to die."

After changing Yang Feng's words before, she gave them back. Han Jing felt super happy, and the corners of her lips couldn't help rising. Not to mention the cute look on her pretty face.

Yang Feng laughed dumbly and was also secretly ashamed: It's really a demon barrier. At this time, he actually flashed!

The master was speechless. Han Jing no longer rejected her identity as a disciple. She squinted and smiled and said, "Master, let's get out of this hole quickly. I just saw a monster head emerging from the top of the big pillar."

Following the direction of Han Jing's finger, Yang Feng saw a huge stalactite pillar supporting the sky. He couldn't help but stop and said in astonishment, "Didn't there be this pillar just now?"

"Master, please be serious, okay? This pillar has just been there." Thinking that Master deliberately wanted to scare herself, Han Jing suddenly said.

"Jing, did you say that this pillar was there just now? From the moment we enter the hole?" Yang Feng asked in surprise.

The two just entered the hole together. Yang Feng was sure that he would not be dazzling. Besides, he could not be dazzling enough to ignore such a big pillar.

Han Jing nodded fixedly and said, "As soon as I came in, I saw this pillar."

"Don't stand there." Yang Feng's solemn warning and moved to Han Jing.

From Han Jing's perspective, the huge stalactite column has undergone a slight change. Yang Feng's eyelids jumped and when he looked at it again, he found nothing.

Feeling that Yang Feng was not joking, Han Jing blurted out, "Is it my hallucination? Are there a worm?"

With a silent smile, Yang Feng admitted frankly: "The so-called worm beast is that I made it up to deceive Mo Fatty."

"Ah! Sure enough, you lied. I feel that Ah Yun's suspicion is reasonable. Han Jing shouted.

"However, I'm afraid there are creatures similar to worms in this hole." Yang Feng said, and his eyes kept patrolling around.

"At the top of our heads, above our heads." Han Jing, who was also looking around, exclaimed fiercely, and her hands couldn't help hugging Yang Feng.

Looking up, Yang Feng was still unconscious.

The bottom of the cave is very high, about 100 meters. As far as you can see, there is actually a brown and yellow stalactite, but it is not in the form of a scorpion, but lying like a turtle.

"Jing, what did you see just now?" Yang Feng asked.

The tone was stable and depressed. Although Yang Feng was a little reluctant, he had to admit that Han Jing seemed to be more sensitive than herself in the sense of crisis. This girl seemed to have a natural fighting instinct.

Of course, he also has a natural fighting instinct, which has been boasted by his elders. However, when he was so old, his combat effectiveness was far less than her.

"That's, well, I saw the turtle-head." Han Jing replied unintentionally.

"Puff--" laughed out loud, and Yang Feng secretly scolded himself for being evil.

"What's wrong with me?" Han Jing is a little puzzled.

scolding himself for being evil, Yang Feng quickly opened the topic: "This stalactite on the top of the cave is a little strange. Stand here and have a look as a teacher.

"So high, how do you go up? The dead bird didn't follow. When she spoke, Han Jing found that her hands were around Yang Feng's waist. She couldn't help exclaiming and suddenly let go of her hand.

A "dead bird" made Yang Feng think of the first sight of the two, smiled again, and then said, "The dead bird is called Sister Feng. It is a young phoenix that can breathe fire. Don't call a dead bird in the future, or one day if you don't pay attention to it, it will burn you.

"That ugly bird, saying that it is a pheasant, still believes it, chick phoenix? You treat me as a girl in my hometown who has never seen the world. Let you fool her. Han Jing snorted disdainfully.

After loving that pretty appearance, Yang Feng actually forgot to be in danger and said jokingly, "If you think it's not credible to be a teacher, you can continue to call it a dead bird. If you have suffered a loss, don't blame the teacher for not reminding you.

also thought of the situation when I first saw it. I was still worried about the piece of bird's shit falling on the back of my hand. Han Jing said an uneasily, "I just want to call the dead bird. If it dares to spit fire, I will pull out its hair and turn it into an ice sculpture."

Suddenly, he took care of Sister Feng. Yang Feng decided to go out and make it clear that he was not allowed to provoke Han Jing, otherwise this unfinished little phoenix would really be folded in her hands.

"Master, the turtle above, well, the turtle's head has begun to move again!" Han Jing staddered.

In response, Yang Feng caught the yellow-brown stalactite trembling, but it was moving as a whole, not the head moving as Han Jing said.

The stone crumbs fell down. With a bang, the turtle-shaped stalactite peeled off, revealing a line of cracks. The bright light was dazzling, and Han Jing subconsciously blinked her eyes.

Some wet thing "papped" on Han Jing's face, with hot air and an indescribable fishy smell. Han Jing opened her eyes and saw a huge dark shadow standing in front of her, with light on her back, and she couldn't see what it looked like.

Han Jing's goose bumps all over her body, and she was thinking: it won't be this guy's phlegm on her face!

"A more hateful guy than a dead bird, go to hell!"

A sharp shout sounded, which was particularly scary in this silent hole.

The black image was scared, made a non-human hoarse roar, and slowly retreated three steps back, looking very clumsy.

Adapted to the strong light under the crack at the top of the cave, Han Jing saw the appearance of the dark shadow and suddenly hit a thrill: What kind of monster is this? Can you walk upright?

Yang Feng, behind the monster, silently cut his palm, and the palm containing purple thunder was cut on the back of the monster's neck, which only made the monster shake its neck. It made a "Oh" and fell back.

Should it be a forward attack if you are knocked down? The idea flashed in Yang Feng's mind. His body had made an instinctive reaction and quickly flashed back, but was pulled by an invisible suction. His body was almost stagnant. He was caught by the monster and grabbed and fell into the stone forest.

After throwing Yang Feng into the stone forest, the monster did not attack Han Jing, but beat his chest and feet, looking up to the sky and howling sadly.

Master is not the enemy of this monster. What should I do? Han Jing's mind turned around, but she calmed down, but there was no good strategy, but she was on guard.

Yang Feng was thrown into the stalactite forest, knocked down more than a dozen strange stalagmites in a row, hit the thickest stalactite pillar, and then bounced to the ground.

On the colorful and colorful stalactites in Shilin, a long line suddenly peeled off and quickly gathered towards Yang Feng.

Snake!

Rao Yang Feng went through hundreds of battles, and his scalp couldn't help but pal. Snake soup is his favorite, but these colorful snakes in front of him are obviously strange and poisonous, and they don't look the same breed.

Just thought of "a snake bite, it is probably very troublesome". A few meters away from Yang Feng's left, a colorful snake ejected, ignoring the purple lightning film on his body and biting his arm.

Then, one snake after another ejected and bit Yang Feng's exposed skin quickly and accurately.

The protective Lei Xuanli is actually ineffective for these snakes. It's a lot of fun!

The feeling of itching came from the wound of the snake bite. Yang Feng could no longer keep calm. He scratched his hands randomly and pulled off the long insects. The snake's teeth had a barbed, and under the hard pull, he even pulled off a ball of flesh and blood, and his bearded stubbled face suddenly became uneven.

There are continuous long lines falling from the stalactite and participating in the attack on Yang Feng. After smelling the smell of blood, they seemed to be collectively crazy, and the speed of the bounce doubled.

There are more and more snakes, swimming from all directions. The more Yang Feng pulls, the more poisonous snakes bite on his body. They bit desperately, completely ignored the purple thunderlight coming out of his body, and never let go without being forced to pull it off.

Although Yang Feng endured no howling and confronted the monster, Han Jing heard the unusual movement in the stone forest. He suddenly looked back and found that he was like a hairy savage, shouting: "Master!"

"Don't come here!" Yang Feng opened his mouth and shouted, and a poisonous snake flew into his mouth with incomparable accuracy.

Let this snake get into his stomach and he will die!

As soon as he thought, the two rows of teeth closed, and Yang Feng abruptly bit off the snake's head. Snake blood soared, spraying all over his face. The face that was bitten by a snake suddenly felt cool and comfortable.

The strangest thing is that venomous snakes seem to be afraid of snake blood. Where snake blood is sprayed, poisonous snakes fall to the ground one after another.

Inadvertently found that the method of restraining the snake had been invaded by snake venom. Yang Feng, who was dizzy, made a fierce attack. The poisonous snake that was pulled off from his body did not lose it, but sent it to his mouth to bite off the snake's head and sprinkle the snake's blood all over his head.

"Master, don't panic, I'll save you!" Han Jing didn't know the situation. Unexpectedly, regardless of the monster on the turtle's face was close at hand, she turned around and rushed to the stone forest where the snakes were dancing.

The monster with a human face and turtle did not chase him. He stood there and watched Han Jing rush into the stone forest. The howl turned into a low voice, and he could actually hear a little pity.

"Jing, don't come here!" Yang Feng, who had controlled the situation, glanced at Han Jing with a short dagger in her hand. She was surprised and moved: this girl is a knife-mouthed tofu heart and a little silly Jianghu righteousness.