When Shen Lang leaves the space, he chooses to appear three feet above the Dianjing Pen - when he comes out of the Dianjing Pen space, he can decide the direction of his appearance. However, in terms of distance, the furthest distance from the pen holder cannot be more than three feet.

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So after leaving the Dianjingbi space, three feet below Shen Lang's feet was red magma that was constantly bubbling.

As soon as he came out, his suspended body began to fall.

Without paying attention to observing the surrounding environment, Shen Lang made a thought and instantly cast the Taoist Summoning Technique, summoning a white-bone Taoist soldier to stand at his feet.

When the skeleton Taoist soldier sank into the magma, Shen Lang stepped hard on the Taoist soldier's skull with his toes, accelerating the Taoist soldier's sinking, and at the same time, he used the force to jump up and look around quickly.

I saw that this place was still underground, and it was a rather large cave.

The magma occupies most of the area of ​​the cave, forming a magma lake. The hot light emitted by the "lake water" illuminates the entire cave in a fiery red.

The Dianjing Pen floats in the center of the magma lake, about a hundred meters away from the hard rocks on the "lake shore".

At this time, Shen Lang's upward momentum had been exhausted, and his figure was falling again. With a quick thought, he summoned another white-bone Taoist soldier.

As soon as the white-bone Taoist soldier appeared, he took out both palms and slapped Shen Lang hard.

clang!

With a crisp sound, the white-bone Taoist soldier pushed his palms on the "golden bell" that was holding Shen Lang upside down. The entire skeleton was directly knocked out and fell into the magma.

However, Shen Lang did not move at all, and was not pushed away by the powerful and heavy palms of the White Bone Dao soldiers as expected.

"..."

It was a big mistake, and Shen Lang's head was covered with black lines for a while.

Seeing that the soles of his feet were about to touch the lava, even though he was separated by a golden bell, an iron shirt, and the triple defense of his skin, he could still faintly feel the heat of the magma. He quickly thought and cast another spell.

What he used this time was the "powerful grappling hand".

The "Strong Grasping Hand" was finally not blocked by the golden bell. As soon as the translucent palm appeared, it spread its fingers and grabbed Shen Lang, stopping his fall and making him hover in mid-air.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and with a thought, he retracted some fine pen and turned it into a brand on the back of his hand. His thoughts directed his powerful grasping hand and carried him to the shore of the lava lake.

"Spells are so convenient! Even if you haven't learned the flying spell, you can still fly in this way! Although it flies a bit slowly, it can only be a living target when fighting with others while flying like this, but at least it can be used to overcome disadvantages.

Terrain is very useful in daily life..."

Shen Lang sighed in his heart, feeling that compared with Master Fa, the soldiers were simply miserable.

Soon, the powerful grappler carried Shen Lang, flew over the lava lake, came to the shore, and put him down.

The air in the cave is extremely hot, and there are various high-temperature poisonous gases erupted from the magma bubbles. Even the stones on the shore are so hot that they can fry eggs in an instant. Ordinary people cannot survive here.

However, Shen Lang only relied on the golden bell to block the high temperature and filter the poisonous gas. As long as he did not fall into the magma, there would be no problem with his safety.

After getting his feet on the ground, he immediately walked along the lake shore and walked around to the entrance of a cave that he had been looking forward to.

He stood in front of the cave entrance, which was half a man's height, and tested it for a while. He felt that the hot air was flowing into the cave. He nodded with satisfaction, bent down and walked in.

…

Autumn has already entered the season, and the evening wind has already brought a hint of coolness.

The maple leaves on Lize Mountain are gradually stained with layers of red clouds.

Deep in the maple forest, a fight was coming to an end.

A young man wearing a sapphire blue silk shirt and a jade belt around his waist, who looked like a rich man, was sitting under a maple tree with disheveled hair and blood all over his body. He kept coughing up large amounts of blood foam.

A short sword penetrated his left shoulder, penetrated his back, and nailed him to the tree trunk. There were five bloody claw marks on his chest. His overturned flesh was black and smelly, and the blood that flowed out was also thick black blood.

, obviously already poisoned.

The young man's face was pale and his lips were black. He was coughing up blood while staring at the enemy in front of him.

The great enemy standing in front of him was a woman in black.

Her clothes are very hot and bold.

Underneath the top is a black tube top, revealing her fragrant shoulders, delicate collarbones, and even her snow-white, flat belly.

Wearing only a short skirt on her lower body, not only her slender calves were exposed, but also half of her thighs that looked like jade pillars were exposed.

The coat is a black gown with a double placket and a slit at the waist. The slender straight legs and slim waist are vividly outlined by the waisted gown.

The woman in black is also quite beautiful.

She has long black hair, snow-white skin, a small face with oval seeds, big and bright eyes, a small and straight nose, and although her lips are painted purple and black, she still has a different kind of charm.

But a beauty with such a figure and good looks is no different from a devil in the eyes of a young man.

He stared at the woman in black and asked in a hoarse voice:

"What did you... do to Xiaomei Du?"

The woman in black was currently picking her nails with her head down.

Her palms are small and delicate, her fingers are slender and slender, and her nails are long and painted a rich purple-black color.

At this time, she was carefully picking at the blood stains and minced meat between her fingernails.

The five shocking, bone-deep claw marks on the young man's chest were made by her bare hands.

She used her little fingernail to pick out a little bit of blood foam from the gap between her thumb nail. Then she raised her eyes to glance at the young man and said calmly:

"You're on the verge of death, and you're still worried about your 'Little Sister Du'? When did the bitch of the Divine Catcher Hall become so passionate?"

"you……"

"If you are really worried about your little sister Du, tell me honestly, how much do you know about us? Who else knows about us besides you? Have you reported this matter to the higher-ups of the Divine Catcher Hall?

"

"Haha, you thought...I would tell you?"

The woman in black said calmly:

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell us. Our connections are beyond your imagination, and there are many ways to find out. But your little sister Du, poor girl, is willing to take risks to accompany you to investigate, but in the end, she will be tortured because of you. Guess

Guess, how would I deal with her?"

"You, you are also a woman...why bother...making things difficult for her?"

The woman in black chuckled:

"Oh, women are the best at making things difficult for women. Aren't you men also the best at making things difficult for men?

"In battles and killings, men are always the ones who kill the most, and men are often killed. Not to mention when two armies confront each other on the battlefield, thousands of men die. So people, originally

He is the best at making things difficult for his own kind.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense. Weren't you still worried about Du Xiaomei just now? I won't lie to you, she will definitely die, but will she die happily, or will she die after suffering torture and all kinds of abuse?

It's all in your mind.

"Answer the question I just asked honestly, and if it satisfies me, I promise to give your little sister Du a happy life."

The young man's breath was weak, his eyes were beginning to become blurry, and he murmured:

"I am the only one who knows about your affairs... After my investigation... I found that your connections are beyond imagination, and the Luling government is not trustworthy... Therefore, I did not disclose this matter to anyone, nor did I

I didn't have time to report to my superiors... I just investigated and followed up alone... Du Xiaomei didn't know the details, she just helped me out of loyalty, you guys, let it go..."

Before he finished speaking, his head dropped and he fainted.

The woman in black lowered her eyes and glanced at the young man, thought for a moment, turned around and left without stepping forward to finish the attack.

After a while.

A little white rabbit jumped over the fallen leaves on the ground. When it saw the "dead man" sitting under the tree, it suddenly froze for a moment, raised its ears and hesitated.

Soon, another short-haired man wearing a white robe, carrying a long sword with a sheath on his back, and carrying a long knife came over.

He glanced at the young man under the tree, leaned over and lifted the little white rabbit up, put it on his shoulders, and then walked towards the young man under the tree.

As he walked, he raised his hand and lightly pressed his eyebrows, as if he was sensing something.

"He's not dead yet, he still has his last breath left..."

He spoke softly, as if talking to himself or to someone.

Then he walked under the tree, tapped the center of his brow again, and seemed to confirm something, then stretched out his finger towards the young man.

A faint light like raindrops appeared out of thin air, falling on the young man's chest and seeping into the shocking claw marks on his chest.

Sweet rain curse!

It was obvious that the young man with short hair in white robes and a sword on his back was none other than Shen Lang.

Soon, the young man groaned and slowly opened his eyelids.

Shen Lang asked softly:

"Excuse me, what is this place?"

The young man's eyes were dim and he had not yet regained consciousness. When he heard the question, he instinctively answered:

"This place is Luling Mansion, in Lize Mountain..."
To be continued...