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Although it was very dark around here, Leng Feishuang and Di Wuxiang could see at night, which was why it felt like day to them. At first, it was just an ordinary cave, but now there were many buildings in the surrounding area.

"That won't do, let's take a rest first." Leng Feishuang helped Di Wuxiang up a flight of stairs and sat down. He looked very uncomfortable, and Leng Feishuang couldn't bear to look at him. After all, he was only like this because of her.

Crouching in front of Di Wuxiang, Di Wuxiang stretched out her hand and grabbed his hand. Di Wuxiang's body trembled as she looked at the small hand holding onto her wrist.

Leng Fei's pair of hands probed his pulse. Huh? How strange, she actually couldn't tell what was wrong with him. She only felt that his breath was a bit chaotic, then it disappeared.

Di Wuxiang retracted her hand, "Your cultivation is too low, so you couldn't see through my problem."

Leng Fei kept his mouth shut, "I'll take a look at the front. You can stay here by yourself for now." With that, he walked forward.

After Leng Fei left, Di Wuxiang pressed down a few spots on his body, then made a few complicated seals with his hands, letting out a breath of air. Only then did his complexion improve.

Leng Feishuang arrived at a place that looked like a great hall. The surrounding stone walls were also filled with murals. There were two huge stone pillars in the hall. Presumably, these were the remains of a certain dynasty.

Suddenly, Leng Feishuang saw a stone platform in the main hall. There was a stone box on top of it, and Leng Feishuang slowly walked over, on top of the stone box was carved a lifelike Ancient Divine Phoenix Beast, with a pearl in its beak, Leng Feishuang stretched out his hand and touched it.

"Hiss ~ ~ ~" Leng Feishuang looked at the cut on the tip of his finger. At this time, Leng Feishuang did not notice that the drop of blood on the stone box had been quickly absorbed by the stone box.

After taking care of the wound, Leng Feishuang started to study the stone box again. How could she open it? She had just looked at it, there was no mechanism to open it, and the box was completely sealed.

Just as Leng Fei and Leng Xiao were looking around, the box suddenly made a light sound, and then it opened by itself. Leng Fei blinked his eyes, could it be that she accidentally touched something just now?

No longer conflicted, he looked inside the box and saw a coiled red whip inside. The moment Leng Fei Duo saw it, he was deeply attracted, as if this whip was created for her.

Without any hesitation, he picked up the whip and swung it outwards. Immediately after, a crisp sound rang out. The whip, which was dull before, was now emitting a faint red glow, as if it had found its owner.

In Leng Feidi's memories, he had never used a whip before, but today, it seemed as if she had already used it for many years, and it was exceptionally easy to use, "Since you and I are so fated, then you can just follow me in the future."

He turned around and walked back. Di Wuxiang was still sitting there. Leng Feibiao walked over and said, "Sir Holy Lord, I've returned."

Di Wuxiang opened her eyes and looked at her, and suddenly saw the whip at her waist. Leng Feishuang only saw a flash of white, and then the whip disappeared. He once again saw Di Wuxiang two meters away, holding the red whip.

"This … Where did you come from?" Di Wuxiang's voice was slightly cold, unlike the previous time.

Leng Feishuang was stunned, why did he ask her this? It seemed as if she stole the whip from somewhere, he immediately sighed in his heart, "No matter where it came from, but it's mine! Holy Lord, it's not good for you to casually take other people's things!" Leng Feishuang's voice also turned cold.

Di Wuxiang frowned, "I ask you again, where did you get this Soul Locking Whip?" Her voice was even colder than before.

For some reason, Leng Feishuang felt unwell in his heart, "Was that something I picked up?".

Di Wuxiang's fingers that were holding onto the whip turned somewhat white, "Do you know what happens when you deceive this sovereign?"

Suddenly, Leng Fei smiled and took a step forward. "Oh, this lady really doesn't know. I hope that Lord Holy Lord can give me some pointers."

Just like that, Leng Fei raised his head and looked at Di Wuxiang with wide eyes. Di Wuxiang also lowered his head to look at her. She originally had an extremely ambiguous posture, but now there was a hint of gunpowder in it.

"Please return the whip to me, Lord Holy Lord!" Leng Feishuang extended his hand.

Di Wuxiang narrowed her eyes. For some reason, when the Holy Lord heard her call him this, he felt very uncomfortable. He felt very uncomfortable, but he still placed the whip in Leng Fei's hands.

Leng Feishuang withdrew his hand and took a few steps back, "Since Sir Holy Lord is already fine, then let's part ways here." In any case, there wouldn't be any interaction between them. By the time she returns, who knows how many days the competition will have ended. She no longer looked at Di Wuxiang as she strode forward. Di Wuxiang was a temperamental and temperamental person, so it was best she didn't provoke him. She had clearly seen the killing intent in his eyes earlier.

Di Wuxiang sighed as he watched Leng Wufei leave, slowly catching up.

The more they walked in, the more the sound of water could be heard. Rejoicing, they quickened their pace and soon arrived at a small pond. Leng Fei looked at the pond. The water was blue, so it was clear that the water was very deep.

However, if he were to stand here and feel a slight gust of wind, it would mean that there was an exit all around him.

When Di Wuxiang arrived and saw the busy Leng Feidi, she couldn't help but wonder what this little fellow was up to.