Seeing this woman who was as beautiful as a beauty, Chen Ling couldn't help swallowing her saliva. There was such a strange existence in the world, but he calmed down. What he was not about this woman, but what the woman said. He calmed down and looked at the woman and said, "How could you know my origin? What else do you know about me?"

The woman smiled softly and said, "Why, are you so anxious?" The woman leaned forward from the darkness and walked slowly forward. Her face was fully displayed from the darkness, making her more charming and charming, with strange and gentleness. Every word she said seemed to be gently caressed by Chen Ling's face.

Chen Ling was secretly shocked when he saw her coming around. Could this woman have the trick of confusion? She moved the bamboo flute across her chest and moved it. The veins were not very strong, and it was faintly as if it were faint moonlight.

Seeing him move, the woman looked at the bamboo flute in his hand and said calmly: "Is this your thing?"

This question surprised Chen Ling even more and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Who are you? How do you know so much about me? You and I have never met each other. Can you predict the future?"

When the woman heard this, she chuckled. This laughter really attracted all living beings and was as fascinating as she chuckled. She chuckled: "Young man, you are so funny. It is the affairs of the gods who predicted the future. They are above and frivolous, including you and me. Do you believe it?"

When the woman asked, Chen Ling did not rush to answer. In his heart, he never knew what kind of gods existed, but he knew that the clan members had always been blessed by gods to avoid the harm of all demons. He looked at the charming woman and said calmly: "I only know that demons are rampant and harming creatures. Have you ever seen monsters in the fog?"

When the woman heard him talking about the monster in the fog, she was stunned. She looked out with her eyes and said hatefully: These monsters are the most annoying and the least quiet. How could I not know? Then her tone became extremely gentle and she smiled charmingly: "Young man, am I beautiful?"

As she laughed, a thin mist floated over the boy, as if her charming figure was dancing around her. These charming figures were spitting out their tongues and pounced on the boy like a seductive look.

The young man's mind suddenly blew. Facing these ecstasy phantoms, his eyes were closed, his veins all over his body burst, and he used a bamboo flute to protect him. Unfortunately, his veins were shallow and he had not resisted for a long time, and he felt that the pulse energy in his body was exhausted.

The intoxicating mist enveloped it, making him feel very comfortable and hot. Chen Ling dared not open his eyes, but his eyes were still closed, but there seemed to be countless beautiful tongues in his ears, and made tempting sounds, making people unable to resist the desire and restlessness deep in his heart. He had heard the elders of the clan talk about the charming minds and sucking people's souls. Now it seems that it is fulfilled by himself.

As the pulse became thinner and the pulse light became weaker and weaker. Chen Ling felt a burst of fatigue spread throughout his body and his body became stiffer. Due to the continuous loss of pulse energy, he had a slight sense of loss of strength.

But he knew that it was a crisis, so he insisted on calming down, sat cross-legged, let the bamboo flute rotate around his body, protect his body shape, and also entered a state of cultivation, achieving a state of selflessness in his heart.

However, in the dark quiet, he suddenly felt a purple air wandering in his body. As he entered the dark quiet state, the purple air spread from the heart part to the body like a true technique. This purple light is centered on the heart and instantly turns the whole body into softness and brightness.

Let him wander in the broader self-world, his heart is so quiet that he can't feel all distracting thoughts or even a slight breath. Chen Ling didn't have time to find the weirdness inspired in his body, and entered this empty journey of meditation.

He originally planned to use cultivation to resist him, so he completely dispelled the thoughts in his heart and took this opportunity to calm down his breathing and regulate the lost pulse in his body.

This charming woman, seeing the boy sitting cross-legged, as stable as a rock, was not trapped by her charming technique, was shocked and couldn't help but sigh that the boy's endurance was so firm.

She was so angry that she was so angry that her beautiful face became like a dead tree bark, her eyes were sunken, and her whole face was more like a skeleton, exuding a monstrous demonic aura, which was very terrifying. Taking advantage of this, the elk limping beside her was shocked and stood up to escape from the grassland. The speed was so fast that it was obviously very scared.

The woman looked at the direction of the elk running for life, and didn't care. She looked dry and could not see any expression. She just smiled and instantly changed back to the shocking face, revealing a strange and sinister smile, floating towards the boy like a ghost.

Chen Ling felt the strangeness of this true art in his body. This is something he has never experienced so far. Why is there such a unique true art of meditation in his body? Why has he never noticed it before?

But the current situation does not allow him to have any time to find the answer. He was very worried. He went here alone and would have to waste like this, it would only be bad for him. If night came, wouldn't it be said that he would not be harmed by this monster, and would have become the food on the plate of the monster in that night. The more he thought about the power of this, the more he became more and more impatient in his heart, but he could still feel the enchanting aura surrounding him.

As he was worried, distracting thoughts in his heart also arose leisurely. There was always a call that forced him to open his eyes. The purple true magic gradually faded in his body. Chen Ling felt his whole body dripping down, and he was unbearable for heat. He tried his best to use the pulse method to calm his mind and break out the distracting thoughts in his heart.

But as he breathed, he seemed to make himself sleepy. In the hazy, he suddenly heard a very gentle and kind voice in his ear: "Shunzi, is it you? Haven't you always wanted to find your life experience? Come home with me, your parents are waiting for you." This voice came quietly in his ears, echoing like a clear voice and pleasant sound.

Chen Ling was shocked, as if a door was opened in his heart, and the light was summoning him to go. The sound seemed familiar but strange, but it made him feel so real. What he longed for most for many years was to hear such words. Even if it was a comfort, it was not curiosity, but it was a kind of expectation. The young man who was sitting in meditation got up, opened his eyes, looked at the door, and his feet seemed to be uncontrollably moving forward.

The charming woman smiled evilly, and Piao Youyan was in front of her, spitting white mist in her mouth, and said softly: "Come with me and go to see your relatives. They have been waiting for you for a long time."

Chen Ling was controlled by this confused summoning. He slowly stepped into the dark shadow. The dark and distant front seemed to have no end forever, revealing endless coldness and cold wind. But Chen Ling did not feel it at this moment. He followed the endless light and followed the sound, took his first step, looking for the result he wanted, and unraveling the self he wanted to know in his life.

Just as the darkness enveloped him, two loud stern voices shouted at him, and at the same time, a noisy sound burst suddenly sounded in his ears, making him deafening, as if his whole body was shrunk.

He was shocked and suddenly realized. When he opened his eyes, he was pitch black. There was no bottom in front of him. Countless ghostly eyes searched and wandered around him, making him feel chill. He felt that the strange woman floating in front of him suddenly became extremely strange, and the bloody aura instantly filled. Although he couldn't see his charming face clearly in the darkness, the white blue shirt that was draped on her became dark red and bloody.

I felt the figure in the darkness grab him like a ghost, and roared in anger: "I dare to ruin my good deeds, but unfortunately I entered this darkness and no one can save you."

Feng Shun, who had no time to stop after awakening, turned around and ran outward. Just as he was about to run out of the dark hole, two familiar figures outside the hole shouted to him at the same time: "Be careful."

The two figures were Ni Wanqing and Ding Dali. They couldn't find the figure of Chen Ling, so they looked here. Fortunately, the clever Ni Wanqing happened to see a frightened elk running out from here, and knew that something must have happened to Chen Ling, so they rushed over. Unexpectedly, they encountered the monster attacking him.

Seeing Chen Ling stepping into the darkness, the two felt strange. They shouted at him sternly, but they didn't care. At that moment, they knew that Chen Ling must have been confused by the demon. In desperation, they used the meridian method to bombard the cave wall at the same time to awaken.

Both of them had much higher vein techniques than Chen Ling, especially Ni Wanqing. Ding Dali took advantage of the situation and Ni Wanqing's purple aura cyclone out, shattering a corner of the stone wall at the entrance of the cave, causing a loud bang to awaken Chen Ling.

Just as the two saw Chen Ling running out of the cave entrance, they grabbed him with another sharp claw. They were more than a few feet away from him, and in desperation, they had to shout to him.

After Chen Ling was reminded by the two of them, he reacted and jumped towards the open space. He used the bamboo flute in his hand to swing it behind him. When he jumped out of the darkness, he suddenly felt a smoky sensation behind him, and a sharp claw kept his neck tightly locked. The veins emitted by the bamboo flute were extremely weak, which did not stop the monster. A trace of sadness rose in his heart.

Both of them who were away from the place where he shot showed despair and were shocked to the spot, waiting for a tragedy to happen. Ni Wanqing called Chen Ling's name and rushed towards her desperately, but was quickly pulled by Ding Dali.

Chen Ling threw himself to the ground, stretched out his arms and kept waving at the two of them: "Go away, go away, go away."

At the junction between the dark hole and the outside world, the true face of this monster can be clearly seen. The individual is very large, with a hideous face, and the whole face is triangular, like a skeleton bone, with big ears on both sides slightly raised. What's strange is that there are no hands and feet, but two wings wrap it tightly, covering itself with reddish-brown feathers, only revealing the deep and slender claws and the terrifying face.

What's even more strange is that this face, which looks like a human face, has four eyes. In addition to two eyes, it has two eyes as soon as it is up and down. Its entire body looks more like a big bird with a human face, which is very similar to the owl that appears at night, but it has a huge body.

When the monster showed its true appearance, the three of them were shocked at the same time. Even Ni Wanqing, who was struggling in Ding Dali's hand, changed color instantly. She was stunned and said to herself: "Beasts (the classics of Shanhai:shen, a legendary bird, shaped like an owl, with a human face and four eyes)."

Facing the monster right in front of him, Chen Ling was afraid, but he did not feel regretful. Facing the sharp claws, he raised his divine power in a moment of thought and applied his meridian technique to the extreme to fight.

Seeing the boy's actions, the monster said sarcastically: "Resistance is useless, don't worry, I will make you die very happily. When you are dealt with, you will have to deal with those two." As he spoke, his mouth tickled with greedy saliva. This scene made people sweat.

When the sharp claws that were as sharp as a knife touched Chen Ling's neck, a trace of coldness came faintly, making him breathless, as if he was about to suffocate.
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