Chapter 483

With a wave of his hand, Rong Yunhe was immediately covered with white light on the altar. It was a long prepared array!

Murong Ling's pupil shrinks and looks at Rong Yunhe's cruel smile. She and Li cangmin are planning to escape. Rong Yunhe is planning to invite the emperor into the urn.

Since each has his own calculation, it depends on whose method is better.

In a flash of white light, Rong Yunhe completely lost sight. Instead, cold arrows and fireballs came from all directions. Li cangmin quickly gave her a shield. Before she had time to say anything more, she carried her sword forward. The ice sword was waved into an airtight cage. All the nearby cold arrows and fireballs were shot away one by one, and even could accurately repel the latecomers, It can be seen that his swordsmanship is superb.

Murong Ling doesn't want to add pressure to him, so she directly shatters her wedding dress. She even loses her heavy Phoenix crown on her head. She and Li cangmin are on the opposite side, swinging the wooden whip to face the attack.

Many cold arrows and fireballs pass through like locusts, and they oppress and oppress them. Murong Ling waves the whip mechanically. I don't know how long later, she feels that there is little force left in her body, and even the whip she waves is not as sharp as before.

About a quarter of an hour later, her arm was finally stiff, and a fireball flew in! If we don't stop it, we are likely to hit Li cangmin. Murong Ling's eyebrows leaped, and without thinking about it, she flew up and blocked it with her own body.

The burning breath came to her face, but at the moment when she met her, she was blocked by the defense array of the long skirt of the shark gauze, and turned into smoke. Naturally, she was safe and sound. Li cangmin looked back at her and directly reached out to take her into his arms, holding a sword with one hand to resist the constant attack.

Murong Ling didn't dare to struggle, so she quickly advised, "put me down, I can survive."

"Be obedient, you first restore Yuanli." Li cangmin said in a low voice, "cold arrows and fireballs are just wars of attrition. It is not advisable to stay where they are. When you recover, we'll break through. "

What he said was true. Murong Ling had to give up persuasion and began to use the skill to recover Yuan Li. His chest is broad and strong, and the familiar cold fragrance lingers on her nose, which strangely calms her down, continuously absorbs the active wood force around her, and slowly fills up the exhausted elixir field.

Li cangmin looked back at the person in his arms. There was a flash of tenderness in his eyes. The strength of holding her was even tighter. The smooth muscle curve of his arms was full of beauty. As countless streamers hit, he moved while waving his sword, observing the law of cold arrows and firelight, trying to find out the weak points of the array. However, the naked eye can't see any difference at all, and he doesn't understand the array. He can't do anything except break the array by force.

Murong Ling soon recovered Yuan Li, but Li cangmin didn't notice her all the time, so he reminded her, "cangmin, I can do it. Put me down."

"Well, be careful yourself." Li Cang min loosened his hand, struck open the fire regiment flying towards her with a sword, and said, "go east."

This is the anomaly that he just noticed carefully. There is no choice between left and right. It's better to fight.

Murong Ling had always trusted him, so she would not refuse. She immediately said, "OK, let's go. You take a break and let me go

"Don't try to be brave. I'm already a monk of Zhuyuan dayuanman. My kung fu is nothing at all." Li cangmin looked at her displeasantly, and there was no sign of fatigue on his face. He continued, "you continue to be in the back, I'll open the way."

There are attacks from all sides, but relatively speaking, it's more dangerous to open the way. Li cangmin has just been supporting for so long. He should be tired. Murong Ling is inevitably worried. She can't help standing in front of him. "No, I'll open the way. If you refuse, I'll be angry."

Murong Ling always has a good idea and decides that even Li cangmin can't change her mind. She can only watch her go to the front and flexibly swing the wooden whip to block the flying arrow and fireball. He had no choice but to follow her temperament, but he always paid attention to it. After cleaning up the attack, he helped Murong Ling to open the way, which was also a good way.

Facts have proved that Li cangmin's judgment is not wrong. After about half an hour of walking, the cold arrow and fireball had become sparse. If they went on, they both disappeared. However, in a flash of white light, they have changed their positions.

As bright as day, the environment has turned into a dark one. In addition to being able to detect the breath of people around, it is so quiet that it seems to fall into a dreamland of no ruins, no boundary, no cliff, no beginning and no end.

Murong Ling quickly infuses Yuan Li into her eyes to activate her eyes. However, her vision is still dark, and she can't see anything clearly. Is it so evil? Murong Ling frowned deeply and was thinking about a way. Her hand was suddenly held tightly. She was on guard at first, but soon relaxed, because her big hand was cool and broad. It was Li cangmin's hand.Just listen to his deep and clear voice echoing in the night, "ling'er, hold my hand, don't let go."

Murong Ling's voice was full of imperceptible anxiety and vigilance. He said that he was afraid that she would be lost like Ziwulin last time.

Murong Ling's heart warmed and nodded. He immediately reflected that he couldn't see and said, "don't worry, I'm here. Don't worry. You should hold my hand well. Don't let it go again. "

She was joking and wanted him to relax. As a result, he looked more nervous and grasped her hand more tightly. Murong Ling reacts later. Last time in Ziwu forest, Li cangmin let go of her hand first. Did they separate? I think he is suffering. His temperament is like this. He doesn't say anything. He just feels guilty in his heart. Even if he has hurt himself, he doesn't know it. She has to follow suit and guess before she chooses to confess.

Thinking of this, she asked a little uneasily, "I asked you before if you were hurt. You just said everything was OK. Shouldn't it be a lie to me?"

Li cangmin's pupil shrank. Fortunately, in the dark, she didn't find it. Otherwise, with her sensitivity, she would surely find his abnormality - the automatic position of the heart eater is getting deeper and deeper, and the pain in the heart is getting more and more serious. Just like now, she has been suffering all the time.

But he didn't want to let her know. It was not only useless, but also worrying.

So he pretended to be no different, even the strength of holding her hand did not change, the voice clear, "I'm ok, you can rest assured. Do you think I'm hurt? "