"It's finally over, it was so dangerous!" Leng Ling'er let out a long sigh of relief.
Ding Fan was lying on the hillside, stunned. Leng Ling'er's decision was correct. At that moment, he had already felt the huge pressure coming.
After a slight hesitation for half a second, the woman in the black energy vortex would definitely be able to detect his presence.
By then, it is difficult to predict what will happen. Ding Fan is convinced that if the woman wants to eliminate him, she is just afraid that it will be easier for her to be crushed to death.
So scary!
After taking a short rest, Ding Fan immediately left quickly. It was not until he climbed over a mountain in the night that he truly relaxed.
Leng Ling'er also floated out of Ding Fan's body, one person and one ghost, and continued to move forward side by side.
"Had I not listened to the advice, I almost died there. What an irresponsible partner!" Leng Ling'er was still frightened.
"Hehe, he's not dead!" Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Hmph, I can only say that you are lucky, otherwise you will die here and become a real ghost, and she will take over!"
"Ling'er, thank you very much!"
Ding Fan expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart. If he hadn't brought Leng Ling'er with him, it would have been absolutely difficult to complete this mission, and he would have chosen to slip away in advance.
"What did you see?" Leng Ling'er asked.
"A female ghost, very tall and with a particularly good figure, appeared in the black mist." Ding Fan said, and made a line with his palms.
"Don't always pay attention to body size!" Leng Ling'er expressed disdain, "Those who can change their size are probably zombies that are thousands of years old and cannot be killed."
Thousand-year-old zombie?
Ding Fan couldn't help but be stunned. This is also a super alternative in the legend. It wanders between humans and ghosts. After death, the body does not rot, but becomes stronger and stronger after passing through the years. Moreover, when the zombies gradually gain human consciousness, they also gradually have human consciousness.
Got supernatural powers.
"Ling'er, to tell you the truth, I feel very confused. There is a Yellow Demon Immortal in Dongqing Mountain, and there are ten-thousand-year-old zombies in Yuetang Village. They are all invincible existences. What is going on in this world?" Ding Fan said.
"Who knows if they are in the same group?" Leng Ling'er snorted, and then said: "They are all imprisoned and cannot leave the range. Otherwise, we would have nowhere to hide."
"You are a senior in the spiritual world, have you experienced this kind of thing?" Ding Fan inquired.
"Of course not!" Leng Ling'er's head shook into a shadow, "It's too evil and terrifying. I dare to say that if they come out, they can crush the entire cultivation world at will."
Ding Fan didn't speak for a long time. The complexity of the matter had already exceeded his imagination.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, Brother Fan just wanted to travel around the world and live a happy life, but he was trapped by a turbulent undercurrent and couldn't escape.
Don't stop walking, the farther you go, the safer it will be.
Yuetang Village cannot come back easily. There is no guarantee that traces will be left this time. If it is locked, it will never be so lucky next time.
Chatting with Leng Ling'er all the way, he was not lonely in the dark night. However, Leng Ling'er's so-called advice again and again made Ding Fan a little impatient.
In Leng Ling'er's words, the women around Ding Fan are useless, but are obstacles to his spiritual practice. Although they are all young and beautiful now, time will be ruthless. Sooner or later, they will age and lose their beauty, and they will become a spent flower and a willow, which makes people unable to mention it.
Get interested.
"Xiaofan, are you listening to me?" Leng Ling'er said dissatisfied.
"Yes, all living people are stinkers. For the sake of future decline, just be free from desires today!" Ding Fan replied.
"Still didn't listen!" Leng Ling'er was quite dissatisfied, "You have also seen what happened today. If you didn't have some cultivation, how could you escape from birth? Then, in the future, who can protect you except yourself?
Is everything safe?"
"You! Ling'er, we will never leave each other and depend on each other for life and death." Ding Fan hissed.
Slippery!
Leng Ling'er scolded her, but her nagging was significantly reduced, which gave Ding Fan a break. Leng Ling'er's hatred of women was too serious. Ding Fan really didn't understand her psychological activities. Why should a woman embarrass a woman?
Complex questions often have simple answers. In fact, Leng Ling'er has regarded Ding Fan as a fellow practitioner. With her domineering personality, she can't tolerate sand in her eyes.
At dawn, Ding Fan returned to Lanhe Village and drove back to Jingyang City without any delay.
At around ten o'clock in the morning, Ding Fan returned to Fuyun Residence. Wu Yahuan was the only one in the house, while Ye Duckwee went to give Meng Jie psychological treatment.
Seeing Ding Fan appear, Wu Yahuan, who had been tense all the time, relaxed and stepped forward to give him a big hug, tears flashing in his eyes.
After a gentle push, Wu Yahuan hugged her tighter. Ding Fan simply picked her up and placed her gently on the sofa.
Wu Yahuan pursed his lips and smiled, twitched his nose twice, then looked up and down, and asked in surprise: "Xiaofan, what exactly did you encounter? Why are your clothes dirty and torn?"
"Hehe, I walked on the mountain road all night, through the jungle, through the stream, through the thorns, and through desire. It's good to come back without being naked." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"You lied to me! My shoes were worn out when I walked over mountains and ridges. Why are there no scratches on my clothes when I walked through thorns and thorns?"
"Sister Huan is so awesome, she's comparable to a detective!"
"Don't interrupt, tell me the truth. Is it because you were chased away?"
Wu Yahuan would not give up without telling the truth. Ding Fan sighed, "When I encountered a ten-foot-tall female zombie, I had no choice but to run as fast as I could. No, she rolled directly down the hillside."
"and after?"
"Just escaped!"
Ten feet high? It sounded like it was easy to escape. Of course Wu Yahuan didn't believe it. Knowing that he had gone through a difficult journey, he didn't ask further questions and asked, "Have you found Luo Chenxing's graveyard?"
"I found it and buried the hemp rope. Try to kill him tonight." Ding Fan said.
"You look very tired, go and have a rest!"
"I'm still hungry!"
"Sister Ye makes towel cakes that taste better than cake shops."
After hurriedly washing his face, Ding Fan sat down at the coffee table. Sure enough, a plate of cakes in the shape of a towel roll looked very interesting. After eating it all in one go, he still felt that he still had something to eat. He wanted to make do with it, but his stomach was too short, "Huan Huan"
Sister, is there anything else to eat?"
Wu Yahuan didn't know how to cook, so he took out a box of instant noodles and soaked them.
While eating, Ding Fan transferred the photos he took to his mobile phone, deleted and shredded the archive, and then returned the temporary mobile phone to Wu Yahuan.
"Sister Huan has very strong concentration now, and she doesn't call me much." Ding Fan praised. When he came back, he turned on his phone, but he didn't receive a call or even a message.
"I don't have time!" Wu Yahuan complained, "I have become your secretary who answers the phone full-time."
"This shows that our relationship is unusual." Ding Fan smiled apologetically.
"Sikong Ye went too far. I called you several times to ask you where you were! That tone and attitude were so tyrannical. I really wanted to arrange for someone to drive her out of Jingyang." Wu Yahuan gritted his teeth, "Just to see you.
Because of your face, I can’t be bothered to talk to her!”