166, Sky Ladder

tightly encircling the soft and boneless body with infinite power, Yang Feng bowed his head and pecked gently on the raised red lips, and muttered in his tender ears: "Jing, we can't let outsiders know about us for the time being, so I'm not here with you. Don't be angry, okay?"

That kiss made Han Jing feel ashamed and embarrassed. She was hugged tightly by his powerful arm and appeared on the scaffold in front of her. She was tied to the bronze pillar of the brand, with fire on her feet and thunder on her head. In that desperate situation, he stood up and said loudly that he would take full responsibility. At that moment Moving, which has been engraved in his heart, how can he really be angry with him? The corners of his lips can't help showing a sweet and charming smile.

"I'm not so strong when I'm angry with you. Well, I'm starving to death. You will collect the body for me later. I even dug the grave for myself. When you come, you just need to lift the mud and bury me.

"Talk nonsense!" Yang Feng roared angrily. Just now, he came in and found that Han Jing was holding the bone, which almost scared him. At that time, he didn't think he was going to collect her body.

He rushed to the ground with a crane in his arms. Seeing that she had dropped her bones and was about to get chopsticks, Yang Feng couldn't help laughing. He pulled her over and smashed a clear water charm on her head.

The charm turned into clear water from the top of her head and washed the filth on her body, which immediately made her feel refreshed and shouted like a child: "Do it again, do it again."

Fortunately, Yang Feng's number of clear water charms were enough, and the clear water charms were smashed down again and again. It was not until the house was like a flood rushing out of the house that Han Jing had enough fun.

"The clear water charm is so fun. How much is it? Is it cheap?" While eating, Han Jing was still thinking about the water charm and planned to continue to play after eating.

Rubbing the cold and wet hair, Yang Feng said funnyly, "Can I get you some other charms to play? Otherwise, this worry-free valley will have to be flooded by you.

With a mouthful of vegetables, Han Jing said, "Oh, then I need a thunder charm. I have to blow up this damn Wuyou Valley!"

Yang Feng's smile froze and sighed. He said, "Oh, this won't work. You can't get out if Wuyou Valley blows up."

"It seems that Wuyou Valley won't be blown up, and I can't get out." She wanted to say it with a smile, but in the end, Han Jing couldn't help crying. She is not heartless. She is afraid of death. She doesn't want to die here so aggrievedly!

"Can! It's a big disaster for you troublester to stay in Wuyou Valley. The elders will soon realize this and release you out soon.

"You lied to me, you are a liar!" She knocked on Yang Feng's forehead with chopsticks, and Han Jing squeezed a smile, more like crying.

"I didn't lie to you, really, even this bone has been torn down by you, so that you can stay in Wuyou Valley for a moment, and the threat of Wuyou Valley collapse will be one more."

"Nonsense!"

Han Jing burst into tears and laughed, but she didn't know that Yang Feng was telling the truth. So far, no prisoner imprisoned in Wuyou Valley can remove a bone. This is the skeleton of an ancient dragon. The dragon is still powerful. The ordinary people's bones are pressed down by Longwei. How on earth did she remove the bone? He really can't think that if she has an ice sword in his hand, he can still understand. But didn't this girl hand over the ice sword?

"After eating and sleeping, you can almost go out." Taking the keel out will definitely shake the sect. It's not a big problem for Han Jing to be acquitted, but is it better to hold this secret in her own hands? Yang Feng is still a little uncertain.

The girl who first fell in love can't see the darkness in her eyes, and her cold and shiny eyes are still reluctant: "Do you still want to go?"

The beauty, who was always arrogant and strong, made men feel inferior, suddenly showed the tenderness of the bird. The impact was huge. Yang Feng almost said, "No, I'll stay with you until the end of time." After all, his ambition and strong desire to manipulate made him say cruelly, "Be obedient and sleep well after eating."

Begging for mercy is not Han Jing's personality after all. Even if Yang Feng longed to stay and spend more time with her, she was silent and let him kiss her and hurried away.

The door opened and quickly closed.

Yang Feng's figure disappeared on the other side of the crack of the door and blended into the gray space. The cold and humid smell in the room quickly covered his remaining smell. It made Han Jing feel that the matter he had been here was really untrue.

This quiet and strange room is like a tomb. She can eat, and even Han Jing admires herself. The food in her mouth is obviously good in color, fragrance and shape, but I don't know why those meats remind her of rotten corpses. She just picked up a bowl of eight-treasure rice and ate a few cabbages, and she couldn't eat any more.

After eating something, Han Jing didn't listen to Yang Feng's words and hid in the room to sleep, but went out and walked to the depths of the valley.

There is no vegetation in the gray space, and you can see the broken tiles from time to time. The deeper you go, the stronger the feeling of bleakness and withering. There is no wind, not even insects, let alone birds and animals. This is a space for life.

In this environment, it is easy to lose direction, and Han Jing doesn't know how to walk on a stone ladder.

The stone ladder is very steep, extending up to the depths of the gray space, giving people a feeling that they can never go to the end. As soon as she stepped on the stone ladder, her heart began to throb, as if there was a mysterious existence at the top of the stone ladder calling her.

There was gray everywhere, and the stone ladder was also the same dead gray. When Han Jing stepped on the first step of the stone ladder, there was a slight ripple of blue light, which made her feel that she stepped on the body of a powerful life, and invisible pressure gushed out from her feet.

Sword spirit! Dantian Jianqi, who has not yet understood the formation principle, seemed to have been provoked and appeared in front of her, making the pressure from the stone ladder fade like a tide.

The result of deterrence has both advantages and disadvantages. Han Jing took advantage of the momentum of sword spirit to climb the three stone ladders, but the consumption of ice mysterious power has intensified with the emergence of sword spirit. It is estimated that if she climbs the three stone ladders, her ice mysterious power will be consumed seven or eight times.

Do you want to continue? Han Jing hesitated.

"Below is full of birds that don't lay eggs and are desolate like a cemetery. There should be nothing interesting above." When Han Jing said to herself, she did not find a huge gray shadow floating next to the stone ladder.

The gray shadow's hand was as big as a fan, silently stretched out to Han Jing's neck, and picked her up and threw her under the stone ladder like a chicken when she didn't have time to react.

rolled a few like gourds, Han Jing jumped up, pointed to the sword spirit and pointed straight at the gray shadow, "What monster? Why did you throw me down!" She asked, and her heart was a little nervous.

The gray shadow did not speak, and the shape changed. The humanoid shadow suddenly dispersed to form the five characters of the dragon flying and phoenix dance: "The ladder is broken" hanging at the mouth of the stone ladder.

is a smooth-haired personality. If you don't let it go, Han Jing still has to do it. I just want to go!" Shaking the sword, he cut the five big words horizontally. With the sword spirit, the five gray words suddenly dissipated.

When stepping on the stone ladder again, the greater the range of blue light ripples, and Han Jing did not use sword spirit to protect it, so she felt more and more difficult than before, and her legs were heavier than being filled with lead. But she felt that the blue light conveyed some mysterious message, as if the feeling of a top master on the stone steps remained on it.

Is this ladder as mysterious as the Wudao Monument? Han Jing was moved and was not in a hurry to climb up, quietly understanding the message transmitted from the stone steps. The longer she feels, the greater the information she gets, and her head is about to be broken.

The sight seemed to travel through time and space and fall to a battlefield in ancient times. A towering monk, a man with golden brilliance all over his body, floated in the void, waving a thick-backed sword. Under a sword, the mountains and rivers were broken, and a terrible crack appeared on the surface of the earth, extending to both ends at a very fast speed. Tens of thousands of creatures died under the sword, and the blood flowed into a river for a while. What a hell.

At the moment when the golden-robed monk turned his head, Han Jing felt that his firm eyes were stabbed through time and space. She couldn't help but dodge. When her body was about to move, the sword spirit in Dantian made her wake up in time.

Then condensed and realized that the figure of the monk in the golden robe began to blur, the long sword danced slowly, and the sword light filled the time and space. The surviving creatures fell down in the next batch of the sword light, and the blood light reflected the void red. Then, Han Jing's eyes were covered with a layer of gray, the kind of gray without death.

Is the power of a sword so strong?

Han Jing took a long breath and muttered, "That's not as powerful as the big monk who cut off the sunset mountains!" At this time, she had a surprisingly strong interest in the ladder. Even if Bing Xuanli was consumed a lot, she did not hesitate to climb to the second floor.

is also different from the previous pass by the power of the sword light. After landing on the second stone ladder, under the quiet feeling, she received a message from the blue light rippling stone steps.

It was an endless desert. The tornado came from the sky, and the yellow sand rolled, and the white sun hung low. A man stood under the sun with a long sword pointing to the sky.

The wind tornado wrapped in yellow sand eyes and was about to swallow the man and the sword. He moved, cut off the tornado with only one sword. The yellow sand danced far away with the wind, and the sand soon returned to calm.

"This sword is also very powerful." Han Jing said and waved her arms to try to learn the sword of the monk's tornado, but the simple sword seemed to contain tens of millions of changes. As soon as she raised her hand, it froze.

There is no concept of time in the gray space. How long time passes, Han Jing doesn't feel it. She has been standing on the second ladder trying to simulate the trajectory of the sword. The ice mysterious power in her body was consumed little by little, and later it was Jianguang who took the initiative to protect her, so that the ice mysterious power in her Dantian would not be exhausted.