After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

There was indeed something wrong with Junfang's body.

That's why when she checked his cultivation level, she couldn't detect any fluctuations in spiritual power.

The high-level marrow cleansing pill may have the effect of strengthening her body and prolonging her life for her who has no spiritual power, but it only treats the symptoms rather than the root cause.

I'm not sure enough to cure her now, so I'd better not meddle in her own business for the time being.

Tang Ling thought.

After leaving the ghost market boundary, the space outside that was not cast was still dark.

I guess the long dark night in the world where humans and ghosts mingle has not passed yet.

Tang Ling planned to go back to catch up on some sleep. When he returned the same way, he noticed that the viewing mirror in his arms was getting hot. He was delighted and quickly took it out to take a look.

There was nothing on the dark mirror.

Could it be that I feel wrong?

While Tang Ling was hesitating, a violent gasp suddenly came from the mirror.

The sound was short and urgent, as if someone had cut it off. It paused suddenly, and then the mirror returned to calmness, as if the heat and the sound just now were hallucinations caused by Tang Ling's sleepless night.

Tang Ling Yujian's body stagnated in mid-air.

wrong.

Not an illusion.

Currently, besides her, the people who own Wei Zhiming's telescope include Song Nan, Yuan Yulang, and later Fu Qingcheng.

The voice seemed to belong to a man...

Something flashed through her mind, and she hurriedly used her spiritual power to activate it, silently reciting Song Nan's name three times in her mind.

"Senior brother! Is that you?"

I screamed several times, but there was still nothing but darkness in the viewing mirror, without any movement.

The inexplicable panic in Tang Ling's heart gradually spread.

Is there something wrong with the "baited fish"?

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been in a hurry to advance. I should have stayed at Zhenchao Pass with Song Nan.

In the quiet moment of looking through the mirror, Tang Ling had already passed through countless bad guesses, but they were immediately suppressed by her.

Things haven't been finalized yet, so don't make wild guesses.

She stopped shouting.

If Song Nan is really in a desperate situation now and shouts randomly, something might be exposed.

It cannot be treated as a coincidence, it must be found.

Tang Ling calmed down and several judgments quickly came to his mind.

First, since the viewing mirror reacts, it means that the person opposite is currently in Fengdu Continent;

Secondly, the reaction was very weak, and the activation of the viewing mirror required spiritual power, which meant that the person's use of spiritual power was already somewhat difficult;

This shows that the person is likely to be seriously injured, or is in a situation where he cannot make a sound in time, or is interfered with like in the machine city before, causing problems with the signal of the sight glass itself.

Then this person may appear in a secret and difficult to be found place.

Fengdu Continent, a hidden place that is not easy to be discovered.

If it is Song Nan... it is very likely to return...

Tang Ling moved his feet and rushed towards the Songnan Cave with his long sword. At the same time, he spread his consciousness to search around the cave.

The mountain range where Songnan Cave Mansion is located covers a very wide area. Tang Ling started his search with Songnan Cave Mansion as the center. With his spiritual sense, he saw mountains shrouded in darkness, animals foraging at night, leaves piled on the ground under the feet of animals, and thick What is hidden under the thick fallen leaves...

Every time she reached a hilltop, she spread her consciousness and searched quickly and carefully. Finally, two hills away from Songnan Cave House, she detected a familiar scent in a cave covered by weeds and trees. She sniffed carefully and found that it was the smell of Song Nan's body, as well as the rich blood.

Tang Ling felt a chill in his heart, and without hesitation, he immediately flew towards the place where his spiritual sense detected.

There are overgrown weeds in front of the cave, and there are trees that were cut off at some point. It is impossible to find that there is a cave entrance here unless you look carefully.

Tang Ling walked in in the dim light of the sky. He did not use his spiritual consciousness, but simply felt it with his five senses. He felt that this was an ordinary cave that was extremely ordinary. It was not deep inside. You could reach the end in two steps. There were all the things on the ground. It was a mess of pebbles, without the slightest breath of life.

Tang Ling was startled and doubtful, and immediately let go of his consciousness. Only then did he see a golden storage ring in a dark corner surrounded by rocks, which was somewhat similar to the one Song Nan had given to him before.

Tang Ling's ring can be made invisible. It seems that he didn't notice it after entering the cave. It must be that the ring is made invisible.

Song Nan's aura...is inside!

There are many types of storage magic weapons. Lower-level ones can only store dead objects, while high-level magic weapons can even store living things in mountains and rivers.

Tang Ling was stunned and tried to detect his spiritual consciousness.

Generally speaking, unless the owner dies or has his spiritual power wiped out, the contents of a stored magic weapon that has been recognized by its owner will not be explored by anyone.

However, Tang Ling didn't make any move at all and easily reached in.

I can't tell whether this is Xiao Hei's fault or something wrong with Song Nan.

But she hoped it was the former.

In the huge space of the storage ring, among all the treasures of heaven and earth, there lay a man in black who was wet with cold sweat. His messy hair was covered with sweat on his pale face, and he pursed his thin lips. Arc of perseverance.

As if aware of the intrusion of spiritual consciousness, the man suddenly opened his clear eyes that were hard to melt with ice and snow, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade, revealing an unyielding will.

It was Song Nan.

Tang Ling's hand holding the ring trembled slightly, and he immediately put away the ring and galloped towards Song Nan Cave Mansion with his sword.

Since Song Nan chose to hide in the storage ring and also hid the ring, it meant that there was something outside chasing him.

No matter who it was, Tang Ling couldn't let him be discovered.

There were several tall black-clothed monks outside the cave.

Tang Ling guessed that these monks were guarding here because of the imprisoned dragon sea whirlpool. When he landed, he felt a powerful spiritual consciousness scanning over him. Tang Ling had already hidden himself and was not afraid at all.

Seeing several monks in black nodding, the monk guarding the gate hurriedly opened the magic circle for Tang Ling.

Tang Ling didn't fly very fast at first. It wasn't until he was far away from the black-clothed monks and couldn't feel the detection of other divine consciousness that he rushed back to the cave as fast as possible.

As soon as he returned to the cave, Tang Ling immediately arranged the magic circle outside, and then put up a few talismans for protection. Then he closed the cave door and returned to the stone room to take out the storage ring.

Since there was no interference, she easily took Song Nan out of the storage ring. A strong smell of blood hit her nostrils. Tang Ling felt chilled and cast a spell to place Song Nan on the stone bed.

The other person was already unconscious, but he still bit his lip tightly and did not let out a low groan of pain.

When Tang Ling untied his clothes, his hands got wet and he touched a handful of blood.

Shaking her hands, she first gave Song Nan a hemostatic pill, and then pulled open the blood-soaked clothes, her breathing suddenly stagnant.

What came into view were countless blood stains, densely spread all over Song Nan's undulating muscular upper body, like blood-colored cracks on delicate white porcelain. There was no doubt that it would shatter instantly at the slightest touch.

This is just trauma.

Invisible internal injuries are the most deadly.

Tang Ling's eyes were a little hot. She took a deep breath, then took another deep breath, concentrated on spreading her consciousness, and slowly and carefully injected the spiritual power of the flower buds in the sea of ​​consciousness into Song Nan's suppressed and slightly trembling body. inside.