"Sorry, I happened to know a little bit." Old Shen Lang said.

"As the saint of the blood clan, the legend is that he was reincarnated by the ancient times who was blessed by the Blood Ancestor, and his identity is extremely noble. In fact, there is such a thing circulating among the blood clan: the saint is actually just a victim of the Blood Ancestor tomb after several years... To put it nicely, he is a victim of the Blood Clan. Can you think you are an ominous person, it seems that you have already understood your final outcome, right?"

"For... why do you know so clearly? Do people on the entire continent now know these things about the blood clan very clearly?"

The silver-haired girl smiled miserably, her voice extremely bitter.

Shen Lang was silent and didn't even say a word of comfort.

He dare not say that he can control his own destiny, so how could he think about helping others change his destiny?

Even the evil giants such as Blood Ancestor, even the War Emperor can only rely on the power of the War God Temple, and then unite with the Thousand Souls Hall, the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, and powerful forces such as the Buddha Sect to deal with it. Although Shen Lang has the memory of the War Emperor, his cultivation gap cannot be solved by the Tao. How could he still be willing to touch the Blood Ancestor?

Moreover, the blood clan is much more troublesome than other races. It seems that something big has happened to the saint who can travel thousands of miles apart to such places alone. To change the fate of the saint is equivalent to directly declaring war on the saint.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse, and facing the entire blood clan, this is no joke.

The silver-haired girl sat down, hugged her knees and said tremblingly: "Yes, when I was a child, I thought I was an extremely noble saint, a woman with a transcendent status in the blood clan... Later, I found that I seemed to be a golden-wire bird placed in a cage, and later..."

"I accidentally heard the conversation between several elders, and then I realized that I was actually not even as good as the golden-wire bird. Because the meaning of my existence was just to open the Blood Ancestral Tomb. When the Blood Ancestral Tomb was opened, it was when my body and soul disappeared... Haha, sometimes I also felt that I was alive, like a joke..."

"No one's existence is a joke." Shen Lang interrupted her and said.

He pondered for a while and continued, "I don't know what others think, but everyone has their own way of living and the meaning of his existence. Even if there is a destiny in this world, the Blood Ancestor is not the heaven, and the curse he has added to you may not be able to be eliminated."

The silver-haired girl raised her head, her eyes shining with bright light: "Young master, do you have a way? You know all this, then you must have a way to help me, right?"

Shen Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You look down on me too highly. I can't handle my own affairs. How could I help you?"

"Did the young master cheat you before blaming me..." said the silver-haired girl with a mosquito sing. Her resentful and pitiful expression could make any man crazy and could make any man go through fire and water for her.

"You and I have never lived for life. You are not wrong with speaking like that before." Shen Lang shook his head and said, "Okay, stop talking, that old man should be back."

Shen Lang had just said something for a while, and sure enough, a light flashed in the air outside the stone cave, and the old man from the Emperor Dragon Sect who had left before went back.

"This old guy is so cunning. He hid on purpose!" The silver-haired girl was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

She was angry, but the old man outside was obviously not very happy. He stood in the air and glanced at the area within a dozen miles with his divine thoughts. After finding nothing, he gave up.

"This really makes no sense. In the radius of thirty miles, only this place has its breath. If it is only for such a long time, it is impossible for her to fly to get out of this distance..."

The old man murmured to himself, and suddenly his hands flew over and shot several magic tricks downwards. Finally, he bounced his fingers and a drop of strange blood beads penetrated into the darkness. Then he left again with unwillingness.

"Young Master, what should we do?" said the silver-haired girl timidly.

Shen Lang rolled his eyes and said, "What can I do? Stay here until dawn. Those old guys have extremely powerful spiritual abilities and can find us across dozens of miles. If they don't leave the neighborhood, you will be caught as soon as you go out."

"oh……"

Shen Lang took out a piece of jerky meat from the ring and threw it over: "Eat your stomach full, then go to bed."

"Ga? Am I sleeping with the young master?" The silver-haired girl's eyes were so big that she stared.

"Cough cough!" Shen Lang, who had just taken a bite of dried meat, was choked and his face was flushed: "Can you sleep with yours, I sleep with mine! No matter whether you are a blood clan or a blood clan, stay away from me, don't think that your baby face and big breasts can attract me. My brother is a person who has seen the world!"

"oh……"

No words all night.

The next day, a faint warm sunshine poured down from the sky. As the sun in the east slowly rose, the Phoenix Mountains, which had been quiet all night, finally became full of vitality again.

Even in winter, in this not-so-cold mountain range, various monsters are still as active as in summer.

Shen Lang woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes and was stunned.

The silver-haired girl buryed her head on his chest for no reason!

"It's so weird. When did I become so unsuspecting, I can't even know anything if I pounce on me..."

Seeing the silver-haired girl sleeping soundly on his chest, Shen Lang couldn't help but sigh and looked out of the formation thoughtfully.

After a while...

He suddenly said lightly: "Okay, I wake up when I wake up, why are you pretending to be asleep?"

The silver-haired girl opened her eyes and crawled up from Shen Lang.

She was a little afraid to look at Shen Lang. The wide robe like pajamas showed infinite spring light, which made Shen Lang slam and immediately looked away.

This girl looks seductive, and even a glance can tempt people to commit crimes.

"I...I haven't slept so well in a long time, I'm sorry." The more she said, the less she voiced.

Shen Lang stretched his waist and stood up, but then stretched out his hand to block the silver-haired girl.

"Young master, can't we go out yet?" said the silver-haired girl in a daze.

"After all, he is the saint of the blood clan. Why are he so reckless in doing things?" Shen Lang said dissatisfiedly, raised his legs and walked out of the hidden formation, then folded his hands together, turned them twice, and after several handprints were cast, his palms slowly pushed forward at the same time.

A soft and bright blue light suddenly spread out, covering a radius of more than 200 meters in a short while.

As the light flashed, the silver-haired girl standing behind him immediately covered her mouth with her hands in surprise.

I saw strange silk threads appearing in front of the cave, with more than 100 meters in a radius of more than 100 meters. The silk threads formed a huge net, covering all the nearby ones.

There are such silk threads that are present and nonsense everywhere, and there are blood-colored light flashing through them.

It's like a net of heaven and earth.

And Shen Lang and the others happened to be in the middle of one of the grids in this net!

Each grid of this net is only ten meters long, only five meters wide, and is about seven or eight meters high.

Like rectangular bodies.

It would be fine if Shen Lang and the others didn’t move. As long as they moved, they would definitely touch this strange silk thread!

"This old ghost is so sinister! The human race is really every good thing!" The silver-haired girl said angrily, clenching her pink fist.

As soon as she said this, she immediately reacted and said, "I'm saying the wrong thing. Sorry, the young master is a good thing... No, the young master is not a thing... No, I don't mean that... Woo woo!"

"Can you die after quiet for a while? I found that you should be the most suitable friend to Lao Chu. How can you two not eat or sleep be whine until the end of the world is gone?" Shen Lang pressed his temple with a headache and said.

The silver-haired girl twisted her body embarrassedly and said timidly: "Young Master, is this a formation? Are we trapped here?"

Shen Lang said flatteredly, "When it comes to formations, there are not many formations in this world that can trap me. This thread is not essence, it is just a spiritual line. The blood flows on it, which is added to your blood, and is specially designed for your blood clan. Ordinary people, monsters, birds and insects will not have any impact on it. As long as you walk over and touch one of the spiritual lines, the entire formation will collapse. Of course, as soon as this formation collapses, the person who sets this formation will know it immediately."

"Then...what should I do..." said the silver-haired girl with her lips trembling.

"There is no way." Shen Lang shook his head and said, "This formation is neither an attack formation nor a defensive formation, nor can it trap any creatures. It is just a highly targeted reminder formation. As long as you stay here for seven or eight days, the spiritual energy of the formation will naturally be lifted when the formation dissipates."

As he said, he made a gesture with his left hand, and pointed his right hand at a huge rock on the left. A spiritual light was shot out, and immediately a bubble formed on the huge rock. The bubble hung on one of the spiritual lines, like a lantern, which looked very beautiful.

Then, he threw a storage bag back and said, "There are some clothes and jerky here. You can stay here for a few days, and these spiritual lines will disappear in a while, but you can see the spiritual ball I hung on the spiritual line. After seven or eight days, the formation will dissipate, and the spiritual ball will naturally break. If you see the spiritual ball breaking, you can go out."

"Young Master...you...you don't care about me anymore?" The silver-haired girl looked at Shen Lang weakly, looking pitiful.

"I don't know you, so why bother with me? Besides, you are the saint of the blood clan, so I can't even care about you."

"Do you want me anymore..."

"I haven't wanted it before!" Shen Lang rolled his eyes while walking out.

His body passed through the fine silk thread directly without causing any reaction.

However, Shen Lang took a short walk, but walked back with a dark face.
Chapter completed!