Ye Zhenfeng and Han Ziyue opened their special pupils at the same time and looked around the forest.
Han Ziyue said: "It should be here."
Ye Zhenfeng stretched out his hand into the air in front of him, only to feel that he was bounced away by the invisible air. A puddle appeared where his palm touched. The water rippled slightly for a few times before returning to normal.
The two looked at each other and determined their goal.
Han Ziyue said: "It looks like some kind of barrier."
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Zameng is probably imprisoned here by him. Ziyue, please step back and I will open the barrier."
Han Ziyue nodded and backed away slightly.
Ye Zhenfeng secretly urged Shenwu Soul to open the barrier according to the methods he had learned. When he tried three methods to open the barrier, blue ripples began to appear on the transparent barrier.
He smiled slightly, turned his hands left and right, and with the palm as the core, red vine patterns began to appear around the palm. He heard a click, and the barrier in front of him was instantly opened by him, and the two of them stepped into the barrier seal. in the forest.
Here, Su Feng and Fu Heng searched all the way in the Tucheng, and finally found traces of Qisong Hui. When they saw him walking into an abandoned Tucheng, they immediately followed him in.
The weather here was serious, and the surrounding wind and sand suddenly rose. Soon, the cloaks they wore were covered with a layer of yellow sand. Qi Songhui's navy blue cloak was seen swaying in the wind, and the people quickly disappeared. In a cave.
Fu Heng said: "He entered the cave."
Sufeng said: "Should we chase him in and take a look? Maybe he will be imprisoned inside if he dreams again."
Fu Heng nodded and said, "Okay, but be careful!"
Sufeng nodded, wearing a black cloak as dark as night, and walked in front first. Fu Heng, wearing a white cloak, followed closely behind.
As soon as they stepped into the cave, they felt darkness in front of them. Suddenly, a cold blade stabbed at them very fast. Fu Heng said: "Be careful!"
Immediately, Fu Heng hurriedly stepped forward and blocked the fatal sword for Su Feng. The tip of the sword pierced Fu Heng's chest. The man was stunned for a moment, and then flew back into the darkness.
Su Feng chased after him, but the other party was gone. He took out the luminous stone and hurriedly turned back to look for Fu Heng. He said anxiously: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
Fu Heng covered his chest, frowned slightly, and said, "It's okay, luckily I wore this this time."
Fu Heng pulled open his white cloak and saw that he was wearing a thin white cloak that looked like smoke and mist. It was the same cloud-like thin cloak that was part of the treasure armor of the time.
He entered without an iron cavalry this time, just in case, so he wore the thin cloud and smoke cloak. Fortunately, he saved his life.
Sufeng said: "It was too dangerous just now. Your Majesty should not have rashly stood in front of me."
Fu Heng gave a bitter smile and said: "Wearing a thin cloak of clouds and smoke, you are naturally invulnerable, but you are made of flesh and blood. The sword just now came so unprepared, how could you survive it?"
Sufeng said: "Even so, there is no reason for a king to block the sword for his ministers."
Fu Heng had a nice smile on his face and said, "You can block it if you want. How come there is so much nonsense?"
Sufeng choked, blushed, and lowered his head.
Fu Heng asked: "Is the person who assassinated just now Qi Songhui?"
Sufeng shook his head and said, "I didn't see the other party's appearance clearly."
Fu Heng said: "It must be Qi Songhui, we guarded the exit
, he couldn't escape, and walked inside to take a look. "
Sufeng nodded, and the two of them held the luminous stone and walked all the way in. This time, they did not dare to be careless and kept their nerves tight.
Although this cave is in a piece of yellow sand and it is extremely hot outside, the further you go down, the more humid and cool it becomes. Going deeper, you can actually hear the sound of water droplets splashing.
Sufeng said: "There must be a cave inside."
Fu Heng frowned slightly, feeling worried. As expected, there was an underground river at the end of the cave. He said, "Since there is an underground river, there must be another way out."
Sufeng clenched his fists and said angrily: "This bastard must have escaped along the river. Did he bring us here on purpose?"
Fu Heng whispered: "Be careful, there is a poisonous scorpion!"
Sufeng drew out the Dragon's Breath Sword and nailed the poisonous scorpion to the stone wall with one strike. The poisonous scorpion raised its tail and struggled for a few times before dying.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from all around the cave. The two of them raised the luminous stone and looked around, only to see that the cave was covered in black poisonous scorpions.
"No, we've been fooled!" Sufeng shouted, picked up Fu Heng and ran out of the cave.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound was heard, and a huge stone ball rolled into the cave. Sufeng summoned the Wuhun Ling, jumped up, and split the stone ball with a sword. A powerful Wuhun spirit drew a blue arc and spread, and several huge stone balls rolled in one after another. Finally, The cave was blocked alive.
Sufeng gritted his teeth and said: "Damn guy, he actually plotted against us!"
Fu Heng turned to look at the densely packed black poisonous scorpions, stretched out his hand to draw a spell out of thin air, and then ten more fire charms appeared out of thin air. He held the fire charms towards the black poisonous scorpions, and instantly a fire broke out, killing the poisonous scorpions alive. .
Before the smell of roasted poisonous scorpions dissipated, a poisonous scorpion fell from the sky and landed on Fu Heng's neck. Before he could react, the tail of the poisonous scorpion had already pierced into his snowy neck. A stream of bright red blood suddenly flowed from the snow-white neck.
"You bastard!" Sufeng was furious, and he didn't care much. He reached out and picked up the poisonous scorpion and threw it to the ground. Still feeling uneasy about his hatred, he rubbed it back and forth with his feet on the ground.
He looked at the wound on Fu Heng's neck and saw that the blood flowing out began to turn black. He said nervously: "Your Majesty, scorpions are poisonous!"
Fu Heng wanted to reach out and touch the wound, but unexpectedly, Su Feng clamped his hand. Su Feng said, "Don't move."
Before Su Feng could finish his words, he had already pulled Fu Heng's clothes open, and without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and took Fu Heng's snow-white neck into his mouth.
When his lips covered the jade-like neck, he could actually feel the warmth on the skin and the beating of the pulse on his neck.
The remaining orchid fragrance on Fu Heng's neck made him a little distracted. He didn't dare to think about it anymore. He closed his eyes and sucked hard to suck out the poisonous blood.
Fu Heng raised his head slightly, his shoulders and neck trembled slightly, he frowned to hold back the pain, groaned, and whispered: "Su Feng..."
Sufeng spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "As long as you suck out all the poisonous blood, it will be fine. Your Majesty, please bear with me for a while longer."
Fu Heng stopped talking immediately, and Su Feng sucked out several mouthfuls of poisonous blood. He was relieved when he saw that the blood slowly turned red.
For safety reasons, he took out a bottle of elixir from the Taotie ring and handed it to Fu Heng, saying, "This is the poison-removing elixir. Please take it, Your Majesty."
Fu Heng took out a red elixir and gently put it into his mouth. The poison elixir slowly melted in his mouth, giving off a light and refreshing aroma of mugwort, with a slightly bitter taste.
Sufeng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, glanced at him and said, "Is the medicine bitter?"
Fu Heng said: "It's not a bad hardship."
"You can only endure the pain. There is no sugar here."
Sufeng knew that Fu Heng was afraid of pain when taking medicine and always had a habit of holding a piece of candy after taking medicine. He had candy on him, and there was also a whole jar of golden agate candy, which he didn't have time to give to him when he was a child. Now it has expired and can no longer be eaten.
Sufeng took out a box of green herbal ointment, dipped a little of the ointment on his finger, and then applied it gently on his wound. The ointment was cold and cold on his skin. Fu Heng couldn't help but clicked his tongue, and applied it conditionedly. The neck is opened a little to the side.
Sufeng was so frightened that he immediately stopped his hand and asked hurriedly: "Did...did I hurt you?"
Fu Heng said: "No, although I can't bear the pain, I can bear the pain. It's just that the ointment was too cold just now."
Sufeng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It contains borneol, which can reduce swelling and relieve pain."
After he finished speaking, he continued to apply the medicine on him. His cold fingers gently scratched the jade fat, and the red and swollen wounds gradually subsided. He covered all the places where the poisonous scorpion stung with ointment, and then gently wrapped a bandage around his neck. above.
Sufeng moved carefully, wrapping bandages in circles, for fear of touching the other person's wounds. Every time Sufeng came closer to him while wrapping the bandage, the hot air from his breath would hit his face, making Fu Heng's face itchy.
The dark and humid environment in the cave, coupled with the heat in Sufeng's breath, made Fu Heng feel hot, and a thin blush slowly appeared on his cheeks.
Sufeng was concentrating on bandaging his wounds. When he lowered his head, he saw that they were very close to each other, and Fu Heng's beautiful eyes were looking at him with a slight trembling. His heart tightened, he stopped there, looked down at him, and said: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
Fu Heng's eyes met with his, and their eyes reflected each other's, as if stars were twinkling. He said, "Sufeng, you seem to be different from before."
"Why is it different?" Sufeng was puzzled.
Fu Heng said: "Not... so arrogant and domineering."
Sufeng smiled and refused to admit it, saying, "When did I become so arrogant and domineering?"
Seeing that he refused to admit it, Fu Heng said no more.
Soon Sufeng wrapped a bandage around his snow-white neck. Fu Heng's neck was very beautiful, thin and long, and it actually looked a bit charming with the white bandage wrapped around it.
Sufeng shook his head and said: "Ahem... Your Majesty, we can't stay here forever, we have to get out first."
"The Great Luo of All Worlds"
After Sufeng finished speaking, he looked at the burned-out poisonous scorpion, frowned slightly and said, "Your Majesty, the only way to go is by water at this time."
Seeing that he was about to go into the water, Fu Heng grabbed his sleeve and said, "If we go into the water like this, we will be in the trap of Qi Songhui. He has done so much just to let us follow his plan." The best way to go."
Sufeng nodded and said, "Your Majesty thinks everything is a trap set by Qi Songhui. Is there something more deadly in the water?"
Fu Heng knelt down, illuminated the sparkling water with the luminous stone in his hand, and whispered: "I don't know where this underground river flows? And will there be danger wherever it goes? Everything is still unknown."
