Fairy wife is so hard to woo

Under the tree, Ling Ying and Su Xiaofan cuddled together, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Ling Ying took out an old and yellowed map from behind and unfolded it in front of Su Xiaofan.

Su Xiaofan only saw a route marked on the map, leading directly to the depths of the boundary mountain.

"It is said that there is a cave left by the immortal. There are countless rare treasures in it. If you can collect all the cultivation resources..." Ling Ying said this, her beautiful eyes became even more fiery.

"Of course, the slave family will definitely not monopolize it. When the time comes, Master Su can accept whatever he likes. Sister, just take the rest from you~"

Su Xiaofan looked at Ling Ying's charming eyes and immediately agreed with a feeling in his heart.

next day

Ling Ying and Su Xiaofan were walking in the Jieshan jungle. Her clothes were scratched and torn by branches before. Now she was wearing Su Xiaofan's black robe, but in Su Xiaofan's eyes, this kind of clothing was even more attractive.

Su Xiaofan followed Ling Ying, smelling the body fragrance wafting from the former's body, closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths of fresh air, forcing himself to calm down.

Although Ling Ying's strength has not been fully restored, she is also a monk in the foundation-building stage and can kill monsters more fiercely than Su Xiaofan. The two of them encountered few obstacles along the way.

As evening approached, Su Xiaofan and Ling Ying walked to the foot of Jie Mountain.

"Is there a treasure cave nearby? Why can't I find it?" Su Xiaofan looked at the surrounding environment in confusion. It was too quiet here. There was not even a sound of insects or birds in this jungle, which made him feel a little... abnormal.

"The entrance to the cave is right in front, but it's strange. Junior brother and I encountered one yesterday at Mingming..."

"Roar!"

Before Ling Ying finished speaking, a tiger with gray-black fur attacked from behind the tree. Ling Ying's mature body nimbly dodged the attack.

Su Xiaofan watched as the black-skinned tiger's palm hit a large area of ​​trees, and he couldn't help but secretly feared that if he got hit by this palm, he would either die or be disabled.

"Be careful! The power of this third-level monster mountain tiger is comparable to the peak of foundation building. It was injured by me yesterday, and I'm afraid it will be even crazier now!" Ling Ying warned while avoiding the mountain tiger's attack. .

Sure enough, Shan Hu saw that Ling Ying was so nimble and Shan Hu's clumsy attack couldn't even touch her shadow, so he changed the target of his attack to Su Xiaofan who was standing aside.

Seeing the mountain tiger attack him, Su Xiaofan secretly cursed the mountain tiger, and he dodged while attacking the mountain tiger.

But when Su Xiaofan's cold iron sword struck the mountain tiger, it couldn't even pierce its fur.

When Su Xiaofan and Shan Hu were entangled, Ling Ying actually ran to open the stone door at the entrance of the cave, leaving Su Xiaofan to fight Shan Hu alone.

"This beast's fur is too tough, and ordinary attacks are completely ineffective!" Su Xiaofan secretly thought in his mind.

Shanhu gradually adapted to Su Xiaofan's movement skills and launched attacks in anticipation, almost hitting Su Xiaofan with a tiger palm several times.

After a series of dodges, Su Xiaofan suddenly jumped up high and jumped onto a thick branch.

The tiger's jumping ability was better, and its hind legs used force to pounce fiercely towards Su Xiaofan on the tree.

"This is it!" Su Xiaofan saw the right opportunity, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised the Han Iron Sword parallel to his shoulders, pointed at the charging mountain tiger, and stabbed it sharply in the eye.

boom!boom!

Su Xiaofan jumped to the ground lightly, and Shan Hu fell heavily from the air. The cold iron sword pierced Shan Hu's head from the eye. Even though it was a third-level monster, its most vulnerable brain was attacked. Still make it a corpse.

"Third-level demon pill! You've made a profit!"

When Su Xiaofan pulled out the Cold Iron Sword from Shan Hu's body, he found that a demon pill exuding rich aura had condensed in its brain.

You know, one third-order demon pill is not worth the sum of three first-order demon pills.

After putting away the demon pill, Su Xiaofan saw that Ling Ying's figure had disappeared into the cave, and he quickly followed her.

Su Xiaofan held up the Cold Iron Sword, injected spiritual power into it to make the sword emit a faint fluorescence, and groped forward on the stones.

After walking forward for a while, Su Xiaofan heard what sounded like a fight in front of him.

Taking a closer look, Ling Ying was fighting with three skeleton guards wearing tattered clothes.

When these three skeleton guards join forces, they can actually compete with Ling Ying, a monk in the foundation building stage!

"Mr. Su! You are finally here. Please help me quickly. Just hold down a guard. The treasure cave is right in front." Ling Ying shook her teeth and said with difficulty. Her injuries have not fully recovered yet. If If you delay for too long, you will definitely die at the hands of these three guards.

"Okay!" Su Xiaofan didn't think much, he rushed over with the Han Iron Sword.

With Su Xiaofan's help, Ling Ying's pressure was significantly reduced.

"Xuanwu Jue!"

As Ling Ying shouted, green spiritual energy gathered in her palms. The Bone Guard had no thoughts, no pain, and no danger. The guard rushed forward without hesitation, and was blown into pieces by Ling Ying's move. .

"So strong! Is this the strength of a foundation-building monk?" Su Xiaofan saw Ling Ying's full blow and easily eliminated the measuring tool guard.

Su Xiaofan's cold iron sword pierced the bones, unable to cut even a mark. When she was about to be struck by the scimitar of the guard of the bones, Ling Ying came over and kicked the bones to pieces.

"Thank you, sister!" Seeing that Ling Ying saved him, Su Xiaofan quickly bent down and thanked her.

"It's okay~ Mr. Su, you are too polite~" Ling Ying helped Su Xiaofan up and stared at him with her beautiful eyes.

Su Xiaofan and Ling Ying walked into the treasure cave together. As soon as they entered, they saw a large golden light inside, all filled with boxes of gold.

Such a large amount of gold is also a huge amount of wealth for immortal cultivators.

Ling Ying didn't even glance at the gold and silver jewelry. She walked around in the cave, seeming to be looking for something.

"Kung Fu! There are actually treasures under these gold boxes!" After Su Xiaofan put away the gold in a box, he discovered that there seemed to be a secret cabinet under the box. When he opened it, he found a simple book of kung fu.

"Shuiyun Jue" is a third-level skill. After practicing it to a great level, you can use water as a weapon and walk on water.

"It's still the third level! How much contribution can be exchanged in the sect!" Su Xiaofan smiled in surprise.

Seeing Su Xiaofan dig out the skills from the box, Ling Ying poured the boxes of gold onto the ground. Sure enough, there was a secret cabinet at the bottom of each box.

The third-level skill "Fire Cloud Jue", the best medicinal herb, Phantom Spirit Grass, the third-level advanced elixir, Xuanjin Dan.

The two found a total of more than a dozen treasures from the box, each of which was worth more than the gold scattered on the ground.

"Awesome! I didn't expect to find so many treasures besides the Phantom Grass!" Su Xiaofan felt very excited as he saw himself holding a bag filled with priceless treasures.

Thinking of Ling Yurou, although I didn't know that she needed the Phantom Spirit Grass as a teacher, it would be so worth it if she could have a good relationship with the sect's saint and even develop into a Taoist couple.

When Su Xiaofan was completely immersed in joy, he was suddenly hit by someone's palm and collapsed beside the stone wall, vomiting blood.

The person who took action was naturally Ling Ying, whom Su Xiaofan had trusted from the beginning.

"Why..." Su Xiaofan held blood from the corner of his mouth and glared at Ling Ying.