Among the man and woman, the man is wearing a white casual suit, has a slender figure, is handsome, and has an elegant temperament. The woman is wearing a blue tight-waisted dress, with a graceful figure, waist-length hair, and bright eyes.
Her teeth are beautiful and dignified, and her whole body exudes a classical charm.
When Ling Tian saw the person coming, he was surprised and said: "Shui Xi, why are you here?" Yes, among the two young people, a man and a woman, the woman was Luo Shuixi. She nodded politely to everyone.
He nodded, expressed greetings, and then replied: "Grandpa Ling, I heard Su Yu said that Leng Xuan was in danger, so I rushed over to see if I could help."
As soon as she finished speaking, the handsome man standing next to her immediately raised his hands and said, "Su Yu from the Su family has met all the seniors in the cultivation world." Shui Hantian stood up and walked to Su Yu, puzzled and said:
"As far as I know, you and Leng Xuan don't seem to have any personal relationship, and they even had a big fight on Zhonghua Mountain for some reasons. Why are you helping him?" Su Yu said calmly: "I'm not helping him, I'm
Just because of the water."
Shui Hantian smiled slightly and said nothing more. Although the other party did not come to help Leng Xuan directly, whether it was directly or indirectly, it was not the same thing to have multiple helpers at the moment.
At this moment, Cheng Guodong quickly walked into the living room and said, "There are many cultivators outside, saying they are here to help Leng Xuan. Do you want to let them in?" Ling Tian asked: "How many people?
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Cheng Guodong replied: "Nearly a hundred people." Longtou asked strangely: "When did Leng Xuan's connections in the cultivation world become so good?" Shui Minghua said: "Some time ago, in the tomb of Emperor Minghua,
If it weren't for him, those cultivators would have been killed by Ji Wuming. It is estimated that these cultivators came here with the intention of repaying their kindness." Ling Tian nodded and said, "I remember when I was at Yan Chengfeng's Mausoleum.
, he also saved many people."
The leader responded: "In that case, let's arrange for them first. With so many people, it shouldn't be a problem to rescue Leng Xuan."
Just when everyone was working hard to rescue Leng Xuan, Leng Xuan, who was in the hell, slowly woke up from his coma. He was lying on the ground, feeling weak all over and it was difficult to even move his fingers.
.At this moment, an old sigh suddenly came to his ears: "Oh, another poor child!" Hearing this, Leng Xuan turned his eyes hard and looked towards the corner not far away.
.I saw an old man sitting cross-legged there. The old man had a wrinkled face and a bald head. He didn’t even have a beard. He was naked, with a faint red color on his skin. He asked: "Who are you?"
The old man glanced at him and said calmly: "My name is Hong Wu." After a pause, he continued: "Do you have any deep grudge against the Qin family?" Leng Xuan asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?" Hong Wu
He hummed softly and said, "If it weren't for this, how could the Qin family throw you into this hell? The pain of this hell is not something ordinary cultivators can endure." When Leng Xuan heard this, he immediately remembered what happened just now.
The pain was excruciating. He opened his mouth and was about to speak when his mind suddenly recalled what the monkey head said when he came in before. According to him, this hell has not been opened for several years.