the last traverser

The hair on Tang Ling's forehead was already soaked with sweat, and the strength in his body was also gradually disappearing. However, Tang Ling's face was full of determination, and he still gritted his teeth and tried his best to climb up...

A rope connected to steel claws was tied to his body, and the hand holding the knife was also soaked in sweat. Tang Ling's eyes did not blink, and he stared straight at a place not far from him, as if there was something there. Like something.

"What's up with him?"

"Maybe Tang Ling has discovered something!"

Between Jin Huanyi and Wen Ya's questions and answers, Tang Ling had already used the knife in his hand to open a place on the steep cliff where a person could stand, and untied the rope on his body. Tang Ling stood there. Facing the bitter mountain wind, Tang Ling's body swayed like a boat sailing in a storm.

As soon as he stood firmly at that place, the knife in Tang Ling's hand opened a place not far from him that allowed him to stand, and then slowly moved towards the place he found...

"Do you think Tang Ling can successfully pick the soul-breaking grass?" Baozi looked at Tang Ling with a heart of watching the show. For human beings other than Wenya, Baozi's favorability is limited, so for Tang Ling Ling, Baozi can't be said to like it.

"Maybe!" Looking at Baozi dotingly, Wen Ya raised her head, looking at the figure struggling to climb up high in the sky, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.

Standing behind Wen Ya, Sikong Jinglian took out a mink coat from the interspatial ring, and put it on Wen Ya gently.

"Xiaoya, it's cold, wear more clothes!"

"Ah."

A touch of warmth floated in this poisonous swamp full of danger and blood. At this moment, even the air was filled with something called tenderness.

"Look, Tang Ling seems to have arrived at the place where the soul-severing grass grows!" Ling'er, who was floating in the air, pointed at the trembling Tang Ling on the cliff, as if discovering a new land, shouting.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, after he dug several footholds, he finally got close to the place where the soul-killing grass grew. Tang Ling's face was full of excitement. And that's it.

An abnormal flush appeared on Tang Ling's face, even the hand holding the knife trembled a little, a few drops of sweat dripped from his forehead, Tang Ling carefully took out a medicine shovel from his backpack, without blinking his eyes Looking at the small piece of land where the soul-severing grasses were located, the whole person remained motionless, as if thinking about where to start.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and when the people on the edge of the cliff were almost doubting whether Tang Ling wanted to pick the soul-severing grass, Tang Ling moved...

The medicine shovel held tightly in his hand quickly shoveled down in one direction, and the few Severing Soul Grass swaying in the wind stayed intact on Tang Ling's medicine shovel, as docile as a sheep.

Exhaling quietly, Tang Ling carefully put the few soul-severing grasses into his backpack, and then slowly moved his body...

After tying the rope that had been untied, Tang Ling slowly climbed down the cliff...

"He succeeded!"

"He succeeded!"

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A few voices echoed at the bottom of the cliff, and when Tang Ling's body moved down, everyone knew that Tang Ling had succeeded!

With a faint smile, Wen Ya looked at the figure that was moving down quickly, her eyes were full of anticipation, the love voodoo that had troubled her for a long time would soon be undone, this news made Wen Ya very excited.

"I am back!"

His face was full of excitement. Tang Ling had just climbed down from the cliff, and the first sentence he said was to Wen Ya, which made other people who wanted to go forward to congratulate Tang Ling drop a pair of glasses.

The surrounding atmosphere is a little awkward, it seems that even the air everywhere has become a little frozen...

"Ahem!" After coughing twice, Xu Yangyu successfully attracted everyone's attention.They all turned their attention to Xu Yangyu.

"Congratulations to Xiao Tang Tang for his successful return! Miss Ben invites you to visit a brothel!"

What Xu Yangyu said next gave everyone a feeling of being struck by lightning. Except for Yu who kept an expression of not caring about anything, everyone else was struck by lightning.

"Visiting a brothel?" Tang Ling's face was full of doubts. Where is the brothel? Why did Sister Xu invite me to go?

"Little Tang Tang doesn't know where the brothel is!" Xu Yangyu's expression was as if he had eaten a meal with flies in it, and it took him a long time to hold back such a sentence.

"Forehead……"

Sensing the eyes of everyone looking at monsters, Tang Ling touched his head in embarrassment, a little speechless...

"Okay, everyone, stop making trouble, Tang Ling, can you take out the soul-severing grass in your backpack and let us have a look."

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed a bit stiff, Wen Ya changed the topic, fearing that Tang Ling would be frightened by Aunt Xu who had a strange personality.

"Hmm." A grateful look was cast on Wen Ya, Tang Ling took out an inconspicuous grass from his backpack, and handed it to Wen Ya.

This is a plant with small light yellow flowers. The whole herb has only nine leaves. It takes nine years for the nine leaves of the soul-severing grass to grow, and then the small light yellow flowers can bloom. Legend has it that this medicinal herb It is a kind of poison that seals the throat when it sees blood, as long as it is stained with a little, it is sure to die.

"This is the Severing Soul Grass!" Tang Ling's face was full of pride. Tang Ling was very excited that he could successfully pick the Severing Soul Grass.

Touching the soft-haired Soul-Severing Grass in his hand, Tang Ling seemed to be stroking his beloved child, his eyes were full of tenderness and joy.

"Tang Ling, since you have completed the mission, let's go to your tribe now!" A slightly majestic voice sounded, and it was Sikong Jinglian who was recovering his magic power all the time.

"Daddy, let Tang Ling rest for a while, he must be very tired after climbing the mountain for so long." Frowning slightly, Wen Ya's slightly reproachful voice could not hear any anger.

"It's okay, I don't need to rest, everyone follow me!" After wiping off his sweat, Tang Ling's face was a little pale, but he was very energetic.

Beautiful snow drifted in the sky again, and a group of people followed Tang Ling and rushed towards the tribe where Tang Ling was...