When there was no way, Leng Bo would faint Wu Yunzhe, buried him in the pit, and sneered in the what the transfer array needed.
Looking at the arranged teleportation array, Leng Bo dug Wu Yunzhe out of the soil.
Shaking his body, the deliberate low voice couldn't hide his excited heart: "Master, the teleportation array has been arranged, we can leave."
Wu Yunzhe only felt dizzy, and didn't hear what Leng Bo said.
"Don't ... don't shake it." Wu Yunzhe put his hands weakly. Although Xiu was like him, he was okay if he didn't eat, but he didn't eat it for so long, and he was still not used to it.
"Master, the teleportation array has been arranged."
"What do you say!" Wu Yunzhe widened his eyes sharply, and his voice was several degrees: "You mean we can leave here?
"
Wu Yunzhe looked at Leng Bo, who was covering his mouth, and was happy to leave. He was not angry.
Leng Bosong covered Wu Yunzhe's hand, and his face was unable to conceal the surprise: "Master, let's go to go."
"Go." Wu Yunzhe got up from the ground.
Leng Bo fixed them firmly with things, and then launched the formation method.
With the dazzling light flashed, the two only felt dizzy for a while.
I don't know how long, the two stepped on the ground.
At the moment of landing, Leng Bo stared at the surrounding environment vigilantly and determined where they had left before they were relieved.
"Master, we came out."
Wu Yunzhe looked at the cities not far away, and the depression in his heart swept away.
"Leng Bo, we will go back to Wushi City now."
"Master, don't you want to see the girl Qingqing?" Leng Bo knew that the Rune Divine Sword was not attractive to Wu Yunzhe, and he didn't say it, and said directly.
Sure enough, when he heard the name of Qingqing, Wu Yunzhe immediately changed his face: "The crisis of the mysterious world is heavy, the girl with a weak Qingqing is beautiful, and if anyone moves the heart?"
"Master Ben as a lover as a girl in Qingqing, protects her incumbent!"
"Leng Bo, we will go to find Qingqing girl now."
"Yes, Master." Leng Bo smiled down the corner of his mouth, and took Wu Yunzhe to choose a direction.
Along the way, Wu Yunzhe was thinking about Qingqing that he knew that he was going all the way all the way, and the dust was just to see her just to see her, would she beat her arms.
As everyone knows, Qingqing, who is being remembered by Wu Yunzhe, only miss Xuanlong alone, and he has fallen ill.
Looking at the lingering sick couch, her face was pale, her eyes were stubborn at the Qingqing outside the window, Shui Ning sighed, and she didn't know how to persuade her.
"Don't worry about Qingqing, Xuanlong will definitely be fine."
Hearing Xuanlong's name, a touch of light flashed in Qingqing's eyes, and he turned his head and grabbed the hand of Shui Ning: "Is there any news?"