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"Uh...you..." Kang Ling stammered, "You seem to be particularly concerned about Madam Yan's actions?"

Chen Cang was silent for a moment, then asked back: "Don't you care?"

"It's not that it doesn't matter, it's just that the way is different." Chatting with Chen Cang calmly, this feeling is quite fresh and pleasant, "I used to...you may not know, I had a good life before I was placed in Chu Mountain. It's not smooth, the unpleasantness I have suffered is much faster, if I can't bear it, I will die long ago. After a lot of experience, I will get used to it. I think you are just too smooth sailing, and you have not suffered a lot. I can't take it anymore."

Chen Cang really didn't know about Kang Ling's past. Although the two had been fighting against each other for many years, they never had the idea of ​​knowing their opponents deeply, knowing themselves and their enemies.

"However, I can't get to where I am today just by being patient. I will return all those who have insulted me." Kang Ling continued. Killing intent.This killing intent is aimed at the people in the past as well as at the present... Mrs. Yan.

"You..." Chen Cang heard Kang Ling's meaning, but didn't know what to say.

Kang Ling interrupted Chen Cang, swept away the dull atmosphere just now, waved his hands nonchalantly and said, "When she is happy, she will ascend, and if she is unhappy, she will stay to harm others. What can we do with her such great power..."

In Kang Ling's words, he didn't know which was true or which was false.

"So, little uncle, please save yourself, you won't be worth it if you get angry." Kang Ling stood up, patted the sand on his body, took out a coat from the storage ring, and put it on.

At this time, Chen Cang belatedly realized that the two of them had been bare|naked from the upper body... After being untied, they didn't think of getting a piece of clothing to put on.

Chen Cang also quickly stood up, took out his clothes and put them on, blushing inexplicably.

Kang Ling turned his back to Chen Cang, not paying attention to Chen Cang's expression.He called out his knife and stuck it into the sand: "Let's split up, see if we can find a way to leave, and come back here to gather after dark."

Chen Cang had no objection, so the two split up.

After Kang Ling left, Chen Cang turned his fingertips into a white flower and placed it next to Kang Ling's blade, in case he got lost and couldn't find his way back in case of an emergency.Although Kang Ling had always been at odds with each other, the grudge between the two of them was a trivial matter at this time, and the only point was how to get out of here.

All you can see is the desert, there is no edge in sight, and there is nothing special worth noticing, not even a desert creature exists.

Obviously, it was extremely cold last night, but now that the sun came out, it became extremely hot again. After a while, beads of sweat soaked Chen Cang's clothes, and a lot of them hung on his cheeks and neck.This desert is different from the outside world, and the temperature is only determined by Mrs. Yan's will, and is not controlled by the laws of heaven and earth at all.The sun at this time was so strong that it was beyond imagination, Chen Cang felt that he was about to melt, so he couldn't take it anymore, so he melted a white umbrella and came out to block the sunlight more or less.

Chen Cang walked against the sun for a long time but didn't find anything. Instead, he was so tired that he simply sat on the floor instead of leaving.It's not that Chen Cang can't bear hardships. Cultivating immortals has never been an easy task. He has been in many extreme environments in order to cultivate since he was a child, but for some reason this time he feels abnormally aggrieved... His heart is full of breath. Can't come out and can't swallow.

Turning the handle of the umbrella, the impetuous bamboo knots in his heart rose, Chen Cang also realized the uneasiness in his body, and compulsively diverted his attention to make himself start to think about trivial things.

Shen Yi and the others didn't know if they encountered any threats, if they went out safely, and after they went out, they found that they had disappeared, and they didn't know how they would react.Thinking of them, I unconsciously think of Kang Ling. They are all of the same generation, but I have to say that the difference is too great.Not to mention those juniors, even I am not as good... This time the two of them are in crisis together, I am impetuous, but Kang Ling is calm and rational.

What kind of life did Kang Ling lead...

"I was born to die, but you are leisurely." Kang Ling's cold voice came, but there was not much anger.

Chen Cang moved away the umbrella that blocked his sight, and said lazily, "Why did you come here?"

Kang Ling came over and sat next to Chen Cang, glanced at Chen Cang's umbrella, and sneered.

"The sun is too strong." Chen Cang said.

"Like a girl." Kang Ling smacked his lips, and a thought flashed through his mind, no wonder he was so white.

With a shake of Chen Cang's hand, the white umbrella expanded in a circle, then lifted it up a little bit, and put Kang Ling under the umbrella: "Tell me, why did you come here?"

It has to be said that Chen Cang's umbrella is indeed not ordinary, and it is surrounded by a circle of coolness under it.Thinking of Chen Cang's Fuyao and Quxie, both of which are hard-to-find magic weapons, Kang Ling secretly sighed with emotion.

"I ran into a barrier after walking a short distance."

Chen Cang was puzzled: "Barrier?"

"That's right," Kang Ling stretched out a hand and made a push forward, "I can't see it but I can't go through it."

"Isn't that a barrier?"

"..." Kang Ling said helplessly, "Can't you look at my movements, that barrier has a substance, and you can touch it with your hands."

The enchantment is the accumulation of energy, not to mention touching it, it will be rebounded if it is approached.

Although Chen Cang has a high level of cultivation, he doesn't go out to experience much, and his experience is far inferior to that of Kang Ling who wanders around. This kind of physical barrier is unheard of.Chen Cang humbly asked, "What is this?"

Kang Ling also had a tired look on his face. He fell back and folded his long legs together. He hooked his fingers and signaled Chen Cang to move the umbrella over.

Chen Cang held the umbrella in one hand, leaned down, put one elbow on the ground, next to Kang Ling, so that the umbrella could cover both of them at the same time.Anyone who sees such a scene will definitely have doubts about life—two long-time rivals are lying together and holding umbrellas in such harmony, and because both of them have good faces and slender bodies, it looks like this I still think it's beautiful...

In fact, the two of them had quite a few accidents last night, shouting and shouting, but now that they have the same goal, they tacitly let go of their grievances for the time being.

"I actually don't know what this is." Kang Ling said frankly.

Chen Cang withdrew the umbrella without saying a word.

"Hey, wait, I haven't finished yet," Kang Ling shouted feelingly, "Although I don't know what it is, I've seen it!"

Chen Cang put the umbrella back again.

"We met in the South China Sea," Kang Ling said.

South China Sea?Madam Yan's obsession with Nanhai is quite deep?

"The sea protection formation in the South China Sea is somewhat similar to this one. There is such a barrier between the South China Sea and the land. Passengers need permission to enter and exit. Especially monks, the conditions for passing are extremely strict. If someone tries to attack the barrier I have never heard of anyone who can break through the double rebound. There are also many sects in the three states with their own guardian formations, but compared with Nanhai, it is almost impossible to see people. The Nanhai formation is perfect, and even some It doesn't seem like something that can exist in the world. I don't know the specific operation principle of the sea protection array in the South China Sea, but I can be sure of one thing, that thing can only work in the South China Sea."

"You mean..." Chen Cang realized instantly.

Kang Ling nodded: "This space was created by Mrs. Yan herself, and everything in it is controlled by her, in other words... it's all fake."

Fake?Could it be that Mrs. Yan is good at illusion?Every scene and object in this space is extremely real, and this kind of illusion has reached a heinous level, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.If there is no Kang Ling this time, Chen Cang will only think that this is Mrs. Yan's own space, with her own rules, and will not think about illusions.There is also an illusion in the small space, this kind of operation is really...unexpected.

In addition, since Mrs. Yan cherishes the South China Sea so much, and the South China Sea style can be seen everywhere in the space, how can there be so many deserts?The South China Sea and the desert coexist?Can't understand the thoughts of this mighty man.

"However," Kang Ling changed the subject, "Although that barrier is fake, there are some things guarding it."

Guarded by monsters?Chen Cang's eyes swept across Kang Ling's body. Apart from being tired, there was no trace of fighting.

Seeing what Chen Cang was thinking, Kang Ling pulled the neckline, revealing a large piece of his chest, with several shocking wounds on it, the bright red flesh turned outward, but no blood flowed out.Kang Ling swept his fingers over the wound, and black flames suddenly jumped out of the wound.

Chen Cang's pupils shrank violently. He was no stranger to this kind of wound, and had only seen it on a disciple of his own sect not long ago.The shape of the wound was different, but the entangled black flame clearly proved that Kang Ling had encountered a reincarnation.

Chen Cang sat up straight, with a complicated feeling in his heart, Kang Ling clearly encountered a reincarnation but acted like a normal person, and put such an important matter at the end, saying in an understatement come out.

"Didn't you get the blood?" Chen Cang asked, with a dry voice that he didn't even notice.

"I didn't get it, but it's not necessary." Kang Ling didn't care.

Why is it unnecessary?Only the blood of Zhuanying can heal the wound of Zhuanying, not even Chen Cang's secret technique.Can't let Kang Ling die here, Chen Cang's mind was filled with this thought.The accumulation of thoughts turned into an obsession, pointing to find the reincarnated baby to get blood.

Kang Ling grabbed Chen Cang's hand, "What's wrong with you?" Then realizing that Chen Cang was probably thinking about the injury, he quickly added, "I can heal this injury."

"How do you treat it?"

Kang Ling let go of Chen Cang, and took out a jade bottle from the storage ring, "So you are too ignorant of world affairs, and you don't know much about Chushan, right?"

Indeed, apart from Kang Ling being a disciple of Chu Shan, Chen Cang knew nothing about Chu Shan.He took the initiative to isolate the outside world, stayed in Luoxia Palace, guarded his own world, and was still in the vicissitudes of life.

"This is called God's blessing." Kang Ling pointed to the blue flowers on the jade bottle.

God's blessing?It sounded familiar, maybe someone had mentioned it to him, but he didn't take it very seriously.

Looking at Chen Cang's expression, he knew that he definitely didn't remember. Kang Ling had to wonder how long Chen Cang's memory was valid.

"What I told you before... Forget it, you must not remember. This is the flower of Chushan, which means miracles and impossible things."

Miracle and impossible, these two descriptions combine to create some subtle feelings, with some hidden expectations and desires.Chen Cang's heart skipped a beat, and a ripple flashed in his eyes.

"This flower can only grow in Mount Chu, and the rise of Mount Chu is inseparable from this." Kang Ling played with the jade vase, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth: "This flower...is omnipotent."

"Omnipotent..." Chen Cang repeated in a low voice.

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[God's Blessing] It's actually a blue rose~

The flower language of blue roses - miracles and impossible things; blessings from God.