Mixed Miners

After several hours of searching, Yang Ling probably already figured out the situation in this place. He chose the direction that the gravel looks the least, and he did not find the position when he came back. Some of the large stones that seem obvious are left with marks.

This is a full two days.

At this time, Yang Ling has almost lost all consciousness, almost completely unable to feel anything outside, like a zombie, carrying Gao Wenfeng machinery's moving legs in the gravel, squatting from time to time, 磕The nose was swollen and then climbed up and continued.

There are fewer and fewer gravel, and the black mist has not changed in the slightest, but if he is still awake at this time, he will be able to find some huge skeleton hidden in the black fog, which is small for several hundred meters and several kilometers. The big one is like a mountain, stretching for dozens of kilometers, and the black mist is constantly emanating from these skeletons.

"噗通~"

Less than a hundred meters away, Yang Ling finally could not hold on. The heavy one fell to the ground and the Gao Wenfeng on his back rolled out.

One minute... five minutes... ten minutes...

Midway Yang Ling’s body moved a few times but still did not get up. At this time his consciousness was almost completely indulged and he had entered a coma.

"哗啦~"

There was an almost inaudible sound in the dark fog, like someone knocked down something.

Fully more than ten minutes passed, one tall and one short two people slowly came together, and finally hidden behind a skeleton's claws across thirty or forty meters, watching Yang Ling and Gao Wenfeng falling to the ground.

In the past few minutes, the two figures were convinced that Yang Ling and Gao Wenfeng did not have any movements, and this came carefully.

The dusty face, the messy green hair, the stuff like fur and felt, held a bone gun that was about two meters long.

Both from the five senses and the body shape, these two seem to be undoubtedly with the human race, but if you look closely, you will find the difference. Both of them are pointed ears, which are obviously different from humans.

One of them is tall and thin, about one meter seven, obviously a woman, because although the body is wrapped in something, the chest is slightly raised outward.

Another short, thinner, seemingly weak, looks like a little boy.

The two slowly walked to Gao Wenfeng and poked a few times on Gao Wenfeng with their long guns. They found that there was no movement, and they went to Yangling and poked a few times. Then they breathed a sigh of relief and then kneel down. One person One started to feel on Yang Ling and Gao Wenfeng. After a while, the two stood up in disappointment.

Because they found that this is two poor ghosts, and the poor to the clinking almost nothing.

The little boy seemed to be very dissatisfied. He began to pull Yangling’s clothes and shoes, and soon turned Yang Ling into a white light pig.

The woman originally yelled at the boy, suddenly saw a big stick between the naked legs of Yang Ling, and stayed for a long while, then could not help but turn his head, and after a few steps, could not help Looking back, finally... came over and took the storage ring on Yang Ling’s finger.

The little boy didn’t seem to be tempted after the dawn of Yang Ling, and he also smashed Gao Wenfeng. Although the robe of the two men was already bad, it was obviously better than the clothes on their body. a lot of.

After the little boy finished, the woman also took away Gao Wenfeng’s storage ring, and the two quickly left.

In the dark fog, I replied again to death.

In the past, one minute and one second, Yang Ling and Gao Wenfeng were still lying on the ground.

"哗啦~"

There was another noise in the dark fog, but not a few minutes later, the two tall and short figures appeared again. It seemed to be in a hurry. They soon saw Yang Ling and Gao Wenfeng on the ground. At the same time, they breathed a sigh of relief, then ran straight, one person and two, and then walked hard. After a few minutes, it disappeared completely into the dark fog and disappeared. Only one or two occasional sounds were heard.

......

"Cough cough~"

Yang Ling slowly opened his eyes as he looked at the extremely primitive narrow cave.

There is no black fog, no erosion of death. Although the headache is like a crack, Yang Ling feels that his body has recovered a lot. At least there is no feeling of being dead, and the body has returned to control.

He sat up, only to find that his clothes and shoes were gone, and even the ring was gone, but it was not a film, at least there was a palm-sized thing that could not be recognized in his legs. Between, like a animal's skull, at this time is being the tallest of the second brother.

I rely on! What a ghost thing!

Yang Ling was so scared that he would slap the thing and slap it around. He turned around and saw that he was lying two feet away and was still lying naked. It was Gao Wenfeng, and he was relieved.

At this time, because he can not release any aura and spirit power, it is impossible to know whether Gao Wenfeng is still alive, but as long as he does not die, as long as he can open the system, everything will be solved.

The cave is very small, almost less than five square meters. There is no trace of artificial slashing on the wall of the cave. It should be a natural cave.

The cave is also very dark ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but there is a faint glow from a stone on the wall, Yang Ling touched it with a hand and found it should be a bryophyte.

There are a few bone sticks and some broken stones on the ground, and there is a piece of animal skin that looks like a color in the corner. It seems that someone used to live, but according to the style of these things, Yang Ling believes that there is even Humans or civilized creatures should rank like the cavemen, basically in the primitive state.

Who brought me and the third child here?

Yang Ling didn't have any impression at this moment. After a simple recall, he tried to look inside the sea of ​​God and found that there was no movement. He tried to communicate with the system and found that there was still no movement. After scratching his head for a long time, he sat cross-legged. I began to practice Jiu Xuanzhen.

Half an hour later, there was a slight aura that began to flow in the body, weak hair, slow and weak snails, but Yang Ling's tight face showed a touch of ease.

Although Jiu Xuan Zhenzhen is a very low-level practice, he has helped him get rid of the dangers in a few times. As long as he can cultivate and restore the aura, he can support the power of the soul, as long as the system is successfully communicated, no matter what Any dilemma will be solved, just like in the Xuanjing mine.