"That sword is Xuanyuan Sword."

"The moon is my bloodline spirit."

"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have hidden it from you..."

"Oh, there is also Xingtian Battle Axe. And Shennong Cauldron..."

"I also saw the Qinglong, which was in the Gu family's Lingbao Heaven. But Mingyue said that it was just a real dragon, and the most awesome dragon was Yinglong, and that was a divine dragon..."

"I don't know either, Huangdi is dead anyway."

"Mingyue may be an aunt... Qinglong calls her Empress... hug her thighs in the future."

...

Throughout the night, Ding Ling was telling her story, satisfying Feng Wanxue's curiosity. Feng Wanxue also insisted on not sleeping. She kept her bright eyes open and asked a question occasionally, and then Ding Ling said another story Wanwan.

When the moonlight outside the tent gradually faded, Feng Wanxue finally became tired. She had never felt so tired or so weak since she could remember. She felt that the vaginal spirit pressed into her lower abdomen began to move again, and the fire element on Mi'er's body was about to disappear.

"Ding Ling, I'm a little tired." Feng Wanxue said softly, her eyelashes blinked slowly, and buried her head in Ding Ling's arms.

Ding Ling felt a chill spread rapidly from her lower abdomen, and in an instant she turned her body into ice.

"Fake!" Ding Ling gritted his teeth and cursed through the cracks of his teeth, then quickly took out the last fire spirit pill. He took a deep breath and reached to Feng Wanxue's mouth with trembling.

Feng Wanxue closed her lips, and she gasped slightly, even the breath she exhaled was filled with a sense of freezing.

She turned her face and avoided the fire pill and said in a trembling voice: "How far is it to the exit?"

"It's not too far away, eat it soon. After eating, we will get up immediately." Ding Ling's heart beat rapidly, and his voice trembled extremely.

"You can't deceive me..." Feng Wanxue opened her eyes, raised her neck with difficulty, and the chill came up, and her lips quickly turned blue and purple: "I can't get there..."

"It's here. Listen to me, be good..." Ding Ling pressed the Fire Spirit Pill to her mouth again.

Feng Wanxue stubbornly turned his face away: "I can't get there."

She opened her eyes and touched Ding Ling's chest with the already cold sight, slowly rising a smile.

"I don't want to die on your back, how great it would be to die in your arms..."

Ding Ling's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that Feng Wanxue would have the intention to die!

"Don't worry, you really... won't die." Ding Ling took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and a light flashed in his mind. He quickly pinched Feng Wanxue's cheek and stuffed the Fire Spirit Pill directly in.

Feng Wanxue looked at him and swallowed it down for a long time.

Ding Ling smiled on his face, and he said softly: "Be good, Xiaoxue. Even if he is about to die, I will talk to me for the last few hours, okay?"

These last few hours touched her, so she moved her throat and swallowed the last fire spirit pill.

Seeing this, Ding Ling called out the fish intestine and stretched out his right arm. In Feng Wanxue's surprised eyes, he directly stroked his right wrist.

"Come on, I'll make up!" He supported himself and stretched his wrist to Feng Wanxue's lips.

"don't want!"

Feng Wanxue turned her head. Even though her mind was almost frozen, she knew that this human blood was not a big replenishment.

"There is the hard work of a real dragon in my blood." Ding Ling said, forcibly pinch Feng Wanxue's mouth, and then the spiritual power urges the blood to quickly flow into the wound, flowing into the corner of Feng Wanxue's mouth.

Gulugulu... After Feng Wanxue was poured with several mouthfuls of blood one after another, she felt that as the blood and fire spirit pill entered her body, the coldness was instantly pressed to her lower abdomen.

Ding Ling felt her body temperature gradually recovering and then put away her wrist to stop the blood. At this time, Feng Wanxue's mouth was purple, her face was pale, and there were a few blood beads hanging on the corner of her mouth, looking like a vampire who had just sucked blood.

"Okay, let's go." Ding Ling got out of his sleeping bag and quickly put on his clothes. Feng Wanxue also sat up and put on his clothes.

Ding Ling didn't even pack up the tent, so he tied her to his back, and then quickly flew out against the light that had just risen in the sky.

He didn't stop for a moment, running towards the mountain gate like a prisoner who was running for life, instantly taking Yanluo's steps, and then taking spiritual power to leap. He increased his speed to the extreme.

Feng Wanxue also hugged him tightly, and her slender fingers seemed to be about to buckle into his ribs.

The sun slowly rises and slowly floats to the sky.

...

"Ding Ling, have you arrived?"

“It’s coming soon.”

"If you can't... let me go. I said I can't die on your back..."

"Silly girl, how could you die?"

Along the way, I don’t know how much such conversation happened. Ding Ling faced the sun, jumped over the mountain and jumped over the cliff, and finally saw the entrance when the shadow was the shortest.

Feng Wanxue's murmur sounded again: "Let me go down, if you don't come again, you will have no chance."

"It's already here."

Ding Ling gritted his teeth, and he rushed down towards the cliff, pinched a flash of steps in the air. After steadily landing, he tiptoed and flew out hundreds of meters. Then he took the smoke step for several meters and then flew up again. When he was about to land, he squeezed a flash step.

"Really...no time."

Feeling the coldness of the hands clasped against his waist, Ding Ling clenched his teeth and rushed directly to the mountain gate.

However, at this moment, three figures suddenly flew out from the snow and attacked Ding Ling from three directions.

Ding Ling's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Grass Mud Horse..." He used the last spirit gathering in the air to dodge several meters in a flash, summoned the fish intestines, and stabbed the blood clan that was closest to.

The three blood clans were Joey and the others. They arrived here overnight just to ambush Dingling.

As combat blood clans, they are almost unaffected in the sun. Yesterday, they chose to escape because of excessive mana consumption, which does not mean that they gave up today!

Joey didn't expect Ding Ling to avoid it under the circumstances just now. Before he could sigh at the exquisiteness of the Eastern practitioners, he saw Ding Ling transform into three phantoms.

"Stop him!" Seeing Ding Ling dragging three phantoms towards the mountain gate, Joey yelled loudly.

Ding Ling's pupils were filled with blood: "Those who blocked me died!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and instantly stabbed Joey who was blocking his front.

Joey also raised a black shield to firmly block the fish intestines. Then he poked out his right claw and grabbed Ding Ling's chest.

Ding Ling let out a muffled groan, and he instantly gave up the fish intestine, and then the Gan Qi Da Axe appeared in his hand.

Feeling the power of the big axe, Joey's pupils shrank suddenly. He had no time to dodge, so he could only grab the fish intestine that had lost control with his right hand and raise the shield with his left hand to block the axe.

Boom! After a dull collision, Joey's shield was split in half, and his arm was also cut off and flew out at the same time.

Ding Ling took a deep breath, returned the fish intestines instantly, and stepped out of the mountain gate with a pinch.
Chapter completed!