Chapter 603 Maze

Gong Yunxiu said, "So you fantasize about a lot of beautiful women, naked** for you to have fun?"

Qin Yan smiled and said, "How can it be so vulgar! At that time, I thought, wasn't it all because Uncle Dugu harmed me? So I called the old man Dugusheng out, grabbed his collar, pressed his head against the wall, and then punched and kicked him: Haha, you old man also knelt down and begged for mercy one day! Then peeled off his clothes, revealing his thin and ugly body, watching him cry and howling, overturn him with one foot, and then add a foot to step on his eggs! Tut, don't you want to live? Who told you to offend me..."

"Brother Qin, this joke is not funny at all!" Lu Xiaoxiang shouted angrily.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that Uncle Dugu is your master... But it was really enjoyable at that time, because he was in a fantasy, immersive, and it felt like it was real..."

Yu Hanyan coughed softly and said, "Brother, did you serve the Buddha with sesame oil after you came out?"

"No. Buddha doesn't need these things. Isn't it cheap for those monks? Why should I waste this money?"

"Will you still pray to Buddha next time? What should I say then?"

"Well, if there is another next time, I will tell Buddha to add this time and make up for it together..."

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Walking for about dozens of miles, Qin Yan found an important problem: he seemed to be lost.

The miasma is extremely strong in the swamp. With his eyesight, he can only see the range within three feet. No matter how far away it is, it will be blurred. And there are also evil things like ancient wild souls, which are countless. Qin Yan even suspects that the miasma itself is composed of them. Qin Yan can't do anything about such tens of thousands of evil things. He can only let them chatter and laugh in their ears and make a strange singing sound. His divine consciousness was suppressed by him, and he did not dare to release it out of his body or use his magic power. He could not distinguish the road. He only sensed from his intuition that his party had deviated from the West and did not know where he had gone.

He stopped and said, "I suspect we are lost."

There were several laments in the team: "I have long thought you were wrong." Do you know the way?" Uncle, it is a very unreliable decision for you to lead the way..."

Qin Yan smiled and turned his head and stretched out his hand to Chenggang and said, "Brother Cheng, borrow your chain. I'll go up and have a look."

When he stretched out his hand, Cheng Gang instinctively took a step back, and then stepped forward as usual. He didn't know what he had done. He only heard a few crisp sounds. A thick chain stretched out from his cuff and threw it at Qin Yan's feet.

Qin Yan looked at the black flame burning at the tip of the chain and frowned slightly, "Can you put this fire out?"

"I can't." Cheng Gang said lightly, "If the flame goes out, the chain will no longer exist."

"What a delicate thing..." Qin Yan muttered, bent down to pick up the end of the chain, endured the pain of burning palms, and said in a low voice, "If I pull the rope three times, you will pull me hard."

"Hmm." Cheng Gang nodded, "But as long as you work hard, the flame will burn more vigorously. Be careful."

"I will pay attention."

After getting ready, Qin Yan clenched the tip of the chain, jumped up, and suddenly broke up like an arrow from the string and flew to the foggy sky above his head.

His jump was seven or eight feet high, and the chain tightened in an instant and seemed to have stretched to the limit, but what he saw was still a strong blue miasma, and his vision was blocked. Looking left and right was exactly the same. If his body hadn't begun to fall, he would have been unable to distinguish between left and right.

He snapped his finger with his left hand, and the Qingming sword automatically came out of its sheath and put a circle under his feet to stop the momentum of falling. He slowly rose and found that the strength from the chain was a little smaller, and it seemed that the length had increased.

After flying up more than ten feet again, the length of the chain increased twice, and Qin Yan finally saw that the fog above his head became thinner. Through the blue miasma, the gloomy sky is as depressed as night, and the whole world is completely immersed in a suffocating breath of death. Only by searching with great effort can we find one or two dark starlight in the depths of the accumulated clouds.

Qin Yan also wanted to see more clearly. He used the Qingming Sword to break through the miasma layer. Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared, a roaring wind penetrated into his nose, and it was fierce and cold, dragging his body and flying up.

He quickly pulled the chain, but felt as if an invisible big hand grabbed his head and dragged it up, almost to break his neck.

The wind outside the dead miasma was so fierce that Qin Yan felt as if he had fallen into the eyes of the storm from the calm lake. If he is really pulled into the air by the strong wind, he doesn't know which mountain he will be thrown to outside the nine sky clouds with his half-toned martial arts. He didn't want to think about it, so he quickly pulled the chain three times.

After a while, Qin Yan was out of breath by the wind. Suddenly, a strong force came from the chain, and then the flames were strong. The hot tongue suddenly penetrated the golden light of his bodyguard and licked his palm. The sudden pain made him tremble all over and almost let go.

If it hadn't been for being blown by the wind that he couldn't open his eyes and open his mouth at this moment, he would definitely have cursed: "Cheng Gang, you straight thief, do you want the life of my young master?"

While the chain came with severe pain, a strong force also dragged him and struggled with the wind above. After a entangle that almost broke his neck, he finally pulled him back to the miasma of silence and tranquility. At this time, when he saw his palm, he cast the shadow of the bones in the black flame, and the surface of his skin was burnt yellow.

'Brother Chenggang, it turns out that you also hid a hand. This underworld fire can penetrate the qi and directly attack the body... Why didn't you say it earlier! Are you going to burn me here?' Qin Yan cursed in his heart and silently greeted Cheng Gang's parents and the direct ancestors of the previous three generations.

Although his hands are about to be burned, he can't let go. If he loses his guidance here, he will fall somewhere. He could only endure the sharp pain and let Cheng Gang drag his body vigorously. After a long period of suffering, he finally gradually saw the ground.

When he was two feet high from the ground, he quickly let go of his hand and jumped down from the air. At this time, his palms were as dark black as coke, and his fingers were numb and difficult to move.

As soon as he landed, the group gathered around and asked questions one by one.

"Uncle, what did you encounter on it? His face is so ugly, black and blue, like a frozen corpse..."

"Have you found the direction?"

"Yulang, what's wrong with your hand?"

"Look at your sad face, this trip is not very smooth..."