After chuxuan closed the sky eye, the rolling clouds above the valley suddenly stopped, and the thunder and lightning disappeared.

Then the pressure from the fog in front of the valley gradually dissipated, and the originally thick fog became thin, and even the feeling of being gazed at suddenly disappeared.

"Gulu..."

chuxuan felt his mouth dry and his voice cracked. He was almost smoking. He was sweating all over his body. He was like falling into an ice cellar. His legs were soft and he felt like he had escaped from death.

His throat twitched a few times and swallowed hard. If Chu Xuan hadn't summoned the real spirit flying sword from the system immediately, leaning on the huge stone, he would have almost fallen on his back.

"It's terrible. It scared the baby to death!" Chu Xuan with one hand on the real spirit flying sword, the other hand patted his chest, and was afraid.

Just now, he deeply felt a kind of fear from his soul. It seemed that he was being watched by a great terror, which made him feel that he was facing the crisis of life and death.

The most intuitive feeling is that they seem very small, as if in front of the fog finish, turned into mole ants, there is no fight back at all.

That kind of pressure is too strong, that kind of dignity is inviolable, that kind of ignore the cruel look, too terrible.

"His grandmother's, now you fork, frighten me, right? One day, I'll have to find out what you are, and then I'll beat you up and give you a bad breath. "

He didn't dare to say it out loud, only dared to drink and scold in his heart.

It seems that only in this way can we have a bad breath, and let our injured soul get a little comfort.

Looking at the front of no movement, Chu Xuan quickly jumped off the boulder, across the boulder, still feel the neck in the cold.

"Huhoo..."

I exhaled a deep breath of turbid Qi. I felt like I had survived a disaster. I leaned back on the boulder and collapsed on the ground. At the same time, I quickly put the real spirit flying sword into the system.

"Doctor Chu, you're... Walking... Too fast..." Cai Ji was so tired that he put the live broadcast equipment on the ground. He put his hands on his hips, feeling dry and thirsty. He breathed fresh air and breathed out of breath.

"Take a rest when you are tired." Chuxuan himself also needs to adjust his mood and repair his mood, which is to say to Cai Ji.

Cai Ji didn't refuse. He squatted down and felt that his heart was jumping out of his chest. His mind was beating along with him. There were some stars in front of him.

Five or six minutes later, Cai skill slowly recovered, and Chu Xuan also suffered a little.

"Brother Tsai, let's change places! This place is too small to be used. " Chu Xuan did not dare to continue to live here. He did not dare to activate the sword spirit and blood to recognize the Lord.

He was afraid of what he had done and infuriated the mysterious man in front of the valley.

He is even more worried that his true spirit flying sword is coveted by the other party, and he has no strength to fight against it. If the real spirit flying sword is snatched by the other party, he doesn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

But it's not easy to say clearly, can only find an excuse casually, beckoning Cai Ji to leave here.

Cai Ji never doubted what chuxuan said. He consciously picked up the live broadcast equipment on the ground and followed chuxuan's steps to leave.

As soon as they got out of the valley, they saw the guests from the mushroom house and the live broadcasting Commissioner rushing towards the valley.