Xiao Ran kicked Wang Fugui faint from the air.

Considering the dangers he and his master may face next, this is the greatest protection for Wang Fugui.

As for whether the master loses or wins...

He had no hope at all. It was normal for him to use his master's wisdom to win the gambling king.

Unexpectedly, I lost!

He still remembered that on the night of roasting the Red Spotted Tiger, Master’s wine disappeared, and he returned with a full load after going to Dongfu City... If he kept losing, where did her wine come from?

He suddenly had a guess.

"Master, you won't be fishing all the time"

"Shut up!"

Ling Zhouyue held Xiao Ran's elbow tightly, hoping to put her chest on, for fear of getting lost again.

Who did she enter the underworld for?

It has been five hundred years, and she has suffered for five hundred years. It is not an exaggeration to eat some tofu for her disciple.

Xiao Ran felt the opposite. He felt that he had met Tofu in a close and distant way.

I feel a little embarrassed.

"Master, in my hometown, if you hold me like this, someone will misunderstand that it is a couple."

Ling Zhouyue pinched his arm hard.

"Don't underestimate the maze, bastard, if my teacher doesn't hold you, believe it or not, you will be lost soon? If you mind this matter between men and women, then you will betray me."

Good guy, he was bitten back!

Xiao Ran sighed.

"It's better to hold it."

Fortunately, the tall and generous woman like her master, holding her arms like a bird, not only is her arms very comfortable, but she is also very masculine.

Ling Zhouyue smiled like a victory, held the pot in her left hand and put it tighter with her right hand.

In this way, she felt that time passed normally, as if Xiao Ran was the anchor in the long river of time.

"Where are we going?"

she asked.

Logically speaking, the two should have thought about getting out of the maze, but Xiao Ran’s pace didn’t seem to be about to leave.

Xiao Ran said:

"We're here, why don't we go to find the national teacher together."

Ling Zhouyue was stunned and asked vigilantly:

"You might have come to find the national teacher, right?"

This is a question for giving away! Xiao Ran hurriedly replied:

"How could it be? I must have come to find the master, but Wang Fugui said that the national master brought more than 100 disciples into the maze, so he must have come prepared. I guess he knows the secret of the maze. If he doesn't find the national master himself, we may not be able to get out."

Ling Zhouyue took a sip of wine half-believingly.

"real?"

Xiao Ran immediately changed the subject.

"Master thinks, who left this maze underground in Wuyan City? What is the purpose?"

Ling Zhouyue's expression was blurred, as if she was recalling something.

"I can't even understand the construction logic of this maze. I guess it may be the cemetery of some ancient immortal. Maybe there may be treasures in the center of the maze."

Immortal Cave?

Ancient ruins?

Xiao Ran had such a trick in his previous life.

"How can an immortal immortal have a cemetery?"

Lingzhou Yue Dao:

"Infinite life span does not mean that you will not die. I will die if you are killed. I heard that when the Dharma-Ending Age was just opened, even the underworld did not appear, and countless immortals fell."

Um?

This is different from the common sense in the cultivation world that Xiao Ran knows.

Shouldn’t it be the Dharma-Ending Age caused by the Netherworld?

Why did the immortal fall before Netherworld appeared?

He suddenly remembered what Liu Mingyang said

Master’s background was not even found out!

Is the Master the reincarnation of an immortal?

Xiao Ran did not deliberately ask about the death of the immortal, but instead asked his master in a way that seemed tactful but was actually very untlemn:

"Where does Master live in?"

Ling Zhouyue poured a few sips of wine ton and was about to say it, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

"It's not the time yet, you'll know one day."

"oh."

Ling Zhouyue asked Xiao Ran:

"Where is your home?"

Xiao Ran said mysteriously:

"It's not the time yet, and one day the master will know."

Ling Zhouyue suddenly stopped, and Xiao Ran couldn't move forward even if he pulled him.

A pair of eyes as clear as a star pool stared at Xiao Ran coldly.

"You play with me?"

Xiao Ran shook his head.

"I haven't played with Master. I'm serious about this sentence. Master can write it down."

Ling Zhouyue smiled and continued to move forward.

"I'm serious, too."

...

In this way, the two of them had been away for unknown periods of time.

Ling Zhouyue felt that the road ahead was vast and she had no idea. She asked Xiao Ran:

"Are we walking towards the center of the maze?"

Xiao Ran nodded.

"That's right."

Ling Zhouyue's face tilted and she turned her head to look at him.

"That's true?"

Xiao Ran also felt that it would take too much time to continue like this, so he stopped immediately and said very seriously:

"I have a way to get to the center of the maze quickly."

"What's the solution?"

"My master and I are randomly separated, connected to each other by the blood moon bones, constantly positioning the center point. As long as the number of times is enough, I dare to conclude that I can position the center of the maze within less than two hours."

The method is very exquisite, but Ling Zhouyue still shook her head.

"don't want."

Xiao Ran was stunned.

"Why?"

Ling Zhouyue took a sip of wine, held Xiao Ran's arm tighter, and said in fear:

"Two hours have been more than a hundred years..."

Only then did Xiao Ran realize that he had always regarded his master as a strong man and ignored her inner feelings.

“That’s right.”

Ling Zhouyue also felt that she was too dependent on others, so she quickly raised her voice and said:
To be continued...