Mu Yao could see the situation on Feng Ling from Xiao Eleven.

She saw Feng Ling stepping into the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. Above his head, there was a treasure similar to a night pearl, illuminating the surroundings and seeing the surroundings clearly.

There were some demon souls floating around. When they saw Feng Ling coming in, they immediately circled around Feng Ling, and there were some shrill roars.

It seemed to want to attack Feng Ling's spiritual consciousness and swallow his soul.

Feng Ling had no effect on these roars.

Feng Ling is Feng Ling's root. He raised his hand and waved it, and a hurricane blew away, tearing all the demon souls to pieces.

Then he continued to walk in and encountered many monsters and demon souls blocking the way.

But none of them were Feng Ling's opponents, and they were quickly dealt with by him.

Feng Ling kept walking to the deepest part and reached the strongest part of the magic.

There was a huge crack, and when you looked down, you could not see anything. Even if there was illumination of treasures, you could only see a little bit.

And there was a hurricane below. Feng Ling threw down a treasure with a trace of his spiritual sense. The treasure fell below and broke soon after it fell.

And it’s not the end yet, and I don’t know how deep it is and what it is.

Feng Ling took out the defensive talisman and stuck it on his body, then flew and jumped down.

He used two top-quality defensive talismans in succession, and Feng Ling could only use treasures to support them. He used four or five treasures in succession before falling to the bottom of the crack.

There is peace here, nothing.

But even along the way there were such a strong hurricane and a sharp wind blade, but the bottom was so calm that it could not be calmer.

This abnormal contrast made Feng Ling feel alert, and he felt that there was a greater danger waiting for him.

But Feng Ling still walked deeper into the middle.

The picture on Mu Yao turned into a dark area, and nothing could be heard except the howling wind.

After Feng Ling jumped into the crack, there was no picture on Eleven.

Eleven became anxious, [What should I do? My master will not be in danger, right?]

Mu Yao: [Don't worry, he won't be in trouble.]

Eleven looked at Mu Yao so calm and felt a little strange.

It does not think that the host does not like its owner, nor does it think that the host does not care about its owner.

Mu Yao's appearance means she seems to have prepared for a long time.

Eleven wanted to ask something, but Mu Yao sat on the cave, closed her eyes and rested, looking like she didn't want to say more.

Seeing this, Eleven swallowed back what he wanted to ask and didn't ask anything more.

Time passed by little by little.

Just as the sun rises again in the sky and the rising sun shines into the cave.

Mu Yao's body trembled, then leaned over and spit out a mouthful of blood.

She raised her hand to cover her chest, frowned between her eyebrows, as if she was suffering some pain.

Then, Mu Yao's body softened and fell to the ground.

I don’t know how long it took, Feng Ling hurriedly flew in from outside.

I saw Mu Yao lying on the ground and a pool of blood on the ground.

Feng Ling immediately helped Mu Yao up, looked at her pale face and blood on the corners of her mouth, and felt a little panic in her heart.

He immediately investigated Mu Yao's body and found that she was weak, as if she had suffered a severe injury, and was extremely weak.

Feng Ling lowered her eyes and looked at Mu Yao in her arms, her eyes full of complexity.

It turned out to be her.

When he entered the depths of the crack, he did see the Tongshen Grass and encountered monsters blocking him.

But he didn't expect that there were monsters attached to the Tongshen Grass and suddenly attacked him after he picked the Tongshen Grass.

But after the strike fell on him, it did not cause any harm to him.

A mark emerged from his body and blocked the blow for him.

Feeling the familiar aura, the first reaction in his mind was Mu Yao.

So after he got the Tongshen Grass and killed the monster, he immediately rushed back.

Feng Ling immediately took out the pill and took it to Mu Yao, then injected his magic power into her body to heal her wounds.

After a while, Mu Yao slowly opened her eyes.

Feng Ling saw Mu Yao open her eyes and leaned against the cave with a worried look in her eyes, "How do you feel? Is it better?"

Mu Yao pulled out a self-deprecating smile on her pale lips, "What? Don't Master hate me very much? Why should I save me?"

Without waiting for Feng Ling to answer, Mu Yao said to herself, "Oh, my body is the body of your disciple. If you are willing to break into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave for your disciple, how could you not save me?"

Hearing Mu Yao say this, Feng Ling felt a little strange in her heart and replied, "You are Mu Yao, my disciple. As long as you put down your thoughts and break the inner demons, the master will still be the same as before."

"Ha!" Mu Yao sneered, her eyes not as smiling as usual, but a sense of hostility and a faint sadness.

"What? I am not well-behaved and disobedient, so I am not qualified to become your apprentice, right?"

Mu Yao leaned over with her hands on the ground and leaned over to Feng Ling, "Why do you just think I'm the cause of the inner demon? Instead of thinking that I really like you?"

"Master, what are you afraid of? What are you escaping?"

"You think it was me who was influenced by the inner demon and lost my mind, but I think it was you who dared not face your heart and dared not admit your thoughts."

"Maybe it's not me who really has the inner demon, but you!"

Listening to this, Feng Ling stood there in a daze, unable to speak any refutation.

Next second.

He was thrown to the ground by Mu Yao, and Mu Yao's blood-stained lips were kissed.

The lips touched each other, and the softness and warmth were mixed together. Feng Ling's pupils dilated slightly and his heart trembled.

Mu Yao pressed Feng Ling, her lips pressed against Feng Ling's lips, her teeth lightly opened, and she took a heavy bite on Feng Ling's lower lip.

The pain awakened Feng Ling's loss of consciousness. He pushed Mu Yao away and sat up.

Feng Ling raised his hand and rubbed his lower lip, took down his fingers and saw that there was red blood stain on his fingertips.

When he looked up, he saw a bad smile on the corner of Mu Yao's lips.

"I'm not your well-behaved apprentice, don't try to preach to me, otherwise I won't guarantee that I will do something more distant."

The next second, Mu Yao spat out another mouthful of blood.

Feng Ling didn't care about anything else, and immediately supported Mu Yao and healed her wounds.

Mu Yao raised her hand and knocked Feng Ling's hand off, raised her voice and shouted: "You can see clearly, I'm not your well-behaved little apprentice."

"I tell you that I must be rewarded for doing things. I saved you and blocked the blow for you. The grace of saving my life is to be promised by myself."

"If you hate me, don't save me. If I die, no one will ask you for compensation. Otherwise, I won't let you go, and I will keep pestering you."

Mu Yao's words were filled with a strong sense of paranoia, which shocked Feng Ling.

But he didn't show it.
Chapter completed!