At this time, Bei Wucen's golden eyes showed a hint of worry.
"Brother Mingye, how is Lingling's situation getting better?"
After leaving the realm of confusion, Bei Wucen also got his own opportunity.
His cultivation has reached a state of transcendence, and he even obtained a technique that is extremely suitable for the golden forging body.
"There are still no signs of waking up."
Feng Mingye's voice was extremely cold.
Hearing this, Bei Wucen didn't care.
Feng Mingye was hostile to him.
Of course he knew that.
Thinking of the purpose of his coming, he didn't waste any time and spoke slowly, "I found out that there is a rare litmus plant in Xifan Kingdom." , can be brought back to life, Ling Ling fell into a coma because of the evil-breaking array, I heard that the litmus is a rare spiritual object in the world, this object may be useful to Ling Ling."
"Master, what this person said is true.
There is also a litmus in my memory.
This is a treasure of heaven and earth, very rare."
At this moment, the voice of the mustard space spirit Liu Ling, who had been silent, sounded in Feng Ming Ye's sea of consciousness, making his expression darken.
"Where is this thing in Xifan?"
Feng Mingye looked at Bei Wucen and said.
Regardless of whether it worked or not, he would give it a try.
"I heard that this thing is in the Dafan Holy Mountain in Xifan.
I sent people there before, but no one who went there came back alive.
I'm afraid there are masters here, and it's no less than an unworldly place."
Bei Wucen slowly explained that after coming out of the secret realm of the foggy city, he left the Sihuang Martial Academy and returned to Beisha.
He looked for a way to wake up the sleeping people, but to no avail.
Later, he found a way to wake up the sleeping people in an ancient book.
I saw the record about litmus.
It records that Xifan's Dafan Holy Mountain is a mysterious place.
Even the Emperor Xifan has never set foot there.
The people he sent last time were all masters around the eighth level of the day after tomorrow, but no one came back alive, which shows that it is very dangerous there.
Therefore, he came to Feng Mingye to tell him about this.
When he was in the realm of confusion, he clearly saw that Feng Mingye's cultivation had reached a higher level of Hunyuan realm.
Feng Mingye was stronger than him, and as long as he could save Ling Ling, nothing mattered.
And on the other side.
Yun Rangling, who was lying on the ground trying to move his body, was still lying limp and had not yet recovered.
And A Bai on the side was so bored that he rolled around in the grass beside him.
"Hey, Zaozao, tell me, when you meet the immortal, will he recognize you?"
Abai's chubby little body hugged a piece of green grass.
He looked at Yun Yaoling who couldn't move.
He snickered in his heart and suddenly asked a question that Yun Yaoling also wanted to know.
"Definitely.
Master is so smart, how can he not recognize me?"
Yun Yaoling thought for a while and answered affirmatively.
When she stared at the ugly black-skinned pockmarked face on the Jiufang stage, the young master could recognize it at a glance.
Now that she looks so similar to her original appearance, the young master will definitely be able to recognize her.
Saying this, Yun Yaoling felt a little unsure in her heart.
"Hehe, I think so too.
Immortal will definitely recognize you Zaozao."
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After hearing this, Abai let go of the green grass and climbed onto Yun Yaoling's belly again, rolling around.
"Even if I recognize him, I can't admit it."
If she could move, Yun Yaoling would like to cover her face and cry out in pain.
This is a fantasy world, and she is following a fantasy script.
Why does it feel like she is following a sadistic script?
You can't recognize each other when you meet, otherwise your soul will be severely damaged, and even your soul will fly away.
Strongly pampering the devil's concubine: Evil Lord, too fierce :