The familiar and unique cool breath, is it A Shuo?!
"Zheng'er..."
When Yunzheng was dimly conscious, she was confused when she heard the word 'Zheng'er'. It was not A Shuo...
Before she could figure it out, she fell completely into a coma.
——Lingzong Ancient Tomb.
When Yunzheng woke up, she found herself lying in Rong Shuo's arms.
And he seemed to have been waiting for himself to wake up.
"Madam, are you awake?" Rong Shuo said happily.
"Yeah." Yunzheng responded with a frown. She raised her hand and rubbed her temples, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Rong Shuo's deep eyes flashed with a faint light, and then quickly disappeared, returning to a pair of confused eyes.
"It doesn't hurt, ma'am. I'll rub it."
As he spoke, he raised his slender fingers with clear joints and rubbed her temples.
Yunzheng suddenly stared at Rong Shuo, which made Rong Shuo feel nervous.
Did he reveal his secret?
No, it's impossible, he's already playing himself as he remembers.
Rong Shuo gathered her thoughts and smiled stupidly, "Madam, why are you looking at me?"
Hearing this, Yunzheng raised her hand to touch the tip of his red ear and asked, "Why are your ears red?"
Rong Shuo was stunned. Not only were his ears red, but his cheeks were even redder. It was just that he was wearing a mask and she couldn't see it.
"I don't know either." Rong Shuo replied pretending to be stupid.
Yunzheng didn't seem to delve into this issue. She stood up and looked around. This was the outside of an ancient tomb. More than thirty people were unconscious outside the ancient tomb.
Of course, that includes her.
However, she woke up faster than them.
The gate of the ancient tomb is an ancient stone gate. On the right door are carved reliefs of the four ancient mythical beasts: green dragon, white tiger, red bird, and Xuanwu.
Each one is so lifelike that if you look at it carefully, you will be blown away by it.
Yunzheng took advantage of the fact that no one was awake, so she put her fingers together and touched her eyes, trying to see through the relief door of the ancient tomb.
However, a twisted light came back.
Yunzheng quickly looked away, a slender brush suddenly appeared in his hand, and then used mystical skills to block the counterattack of the twisted light power.
The green-white fingertips pinched the handle of the pen and turned it, then took it back.
Her eye skills have really made no progress during this period, and she is rolling in place. No wonder the big scroll will come out to remind her.
She originally thought that it would be easier to practice the Eye Technique after her strength was improved, but she never thought that this would lead to slacking off on this technique.
Although it will be easy to master it at that time, it will also be difficult to grasp the core points.
Yunzheng frowned. This time when she left the ancient tomb, she devoted herself to learning new eye skills.
Rong Shuo on the side watched her thinking quietly.
He thought to himself that it would be good if he could reflect. Only by reflecting can he make greater progress.
Yunzheng looked back at Rong Shuo and asked, "A Shuo, how did you get in without Yu Ling?"
Rong Shuo's fingers hidden under the robe curled slightly. He imitated his amnesiac self and said doubtfully: "I don't know, I just came in with you, my wife."
Yunzheng glanced at him twice, which made Rong Shuo alert both physically and mentally.
He had thought she was smart, but he didn't expect her to be so sharp.
Hope she doesn't find anything wrong.
Let him stay by her side as 'Fool A Shuo' for a little longer, because he will leave for Zhongling Continent soon.
This farewell may take a long time.
"A Shuo, follow me later." Yunzheng suddenly smiled and waved to him.
When Rong Shuo heard this, he pretended to be smiling with difficulty and came to her.
Yunzheng stood on tiptoes and touched his head.
"A Shuo, be good."
Rong Shuo: "..." Although I want to refuse, I am still a little nostalgic. What's going on?
Rong Shuo let out a low ‘hmm’.
Yunzheng's hand paused slightly, then continued to rub his blue hair.
Not long after.
The people outside the ancient tomb gradually woke up, which temporarily stopped Yunzheng from wanting to open the door.
"This is where?"
"My head hurts so much. What's going on?"
"Hey, look, this is the cemetery gate of the powerful Ling Sect master!"
"We were unexpectedly pulled in with the feather order, but why are we outside the ancient tomb?"
This issue has caused people to think deeply and dissatisfied.
For ordinary ancient tombs, they were all teleported directly to the ancient tomb. Are they now being rejected by the ancient tomb of the powerful Ling Sect?
Many people began to try to open the relief door, but all failed!
Some people were even seriously injured by the counterattack!
"What on earth is going on? Isn't there a silver feather that can enter the ancient tomb for a long time? What does it mean now." One person yelled particularly irritably.
Yunzheng looked for the sound, and it turned out to be Fang Siyan!
He seemed to have changed his appearance now, his eyes were black and blue, his eyes were lifeless, and his whole person looked gloomy and decadent.
And the whole person's state is decadent and irritable.
Yunzheng noticed that his strength had regressed from the first level of Spirit King to the eighth level of Great Spirit Master!
Moreover, the eighth-level cultivation level of the great spiritual master is also an empty shell.
He must have taken some miraculous medicine, but it couldn't stop the loss of spiritual power.
Scumbags like Fang Siyan deserve such punishment!
In order to save him, his aunt Yunmiao was poisoned and paralyzed in bed for seven years, but he used it as an excuse to break off the engagement!
This left a stain on Aunt Yunmiao's subsequent life.
Yunzheng's phoenix eyes flashed with a touch of coldness.
Sudden--
The relief on the ancient tomb door moved!
An old voice also sounded.
"This sect's cemetery is open this time. Because too many people are coming here, we will all be turned away for now."
too many people?
There are only more than thirty people here, so that’s not a lot, right?
"How can senior let us in?" a handsome man asked.
"Yes, senior, please tell me how to behave!"
Everyone agreed.
"Oh, I didn't want you to go in again... But since you are so sincere, then our sect will let at most fifteen people go into the cemetery to explore the treasures and techniques. As for the quota, it will be decided by you, and we will not participate!"
"However, the time to enter is limited, so please make your decision carefully."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed slightly.
People who were originally standing together became defensive towards each other.
"Only fifteen people..."
A man in his thirties asked gloomily: "Why don't young people give us the opportunities they have in the future this time?"
Older people agree.
But young people disagree!
The elegant man just now said, "Since it's an opportunity, there is no difference in age. Don't try to coerce us with unfashionable ideas!"
"That's right, we won't let it go! We've finally reached this point, how could we give up?"
"You older ones don't have to fight, because your future is bleak!"
The older people were filled with anger when they heard this.
How dare you mock them for their poor talent!
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