"I know." The two responded without answering their heads. After a while, they walked out of the enchantment, stepped out of the formation, and walked to the source of the water.
"This wound is scarred." Feng Jiu said, replacing him with ointment, and then bandaging it up again: "This ointment can make your wound heal without leaving scars, smooth as before."
Hearing the words Smooth as before, Duan Ye was speechless and rolled his eyes directly and said: "I am a man, even if there are many scars on his body, it is nothing great. What is smooth as before? Not a sissy."
He said, staring at Feng Jiu in front of him and muttered in a low voice, "Do you think everyone is like you? A big man, made like a little white face, his skin is better than a woman."
Although the voice was soft, Feng Jiu heard it, and couldn't help but chuckle: "You envy my good skin? However, I suggest you don't presume the words Xiao Bai Lian. Some people used to say I am Xiao Bai Lian. Later, do you know what happened?"
Hearing this, his face tensed, and seeing his expression knew that it was not a good thing, so he didn't ask, but said: "I know, I know, next time I won't talk about the head office?"
"Okay, the wound is getting better, get up and move around when you are fine, don't rest for two or three days, and your hands and feet slow down." Feng Jiu stood up, flicking his robe and said.
Luo Fei leaned forward at this moment and asked, "Feng Jiu, are we still on the periphery of the Hell Mountains? Haven't entered the inner periphery?"
"Of course not, this is just the outer area."
Hearing that, Luo Fei was a little bit stunned: "This place is too big. We have all been here for several months, but it's still only on the periphery? This is still some distance by flying swords. If you walk, don't say anything. Can't get out of this periphery all year?"
"That's for sure, this place is connected to the eight empires. What are those eight empires called? It is the city of the sky. It is impossible even for the flying sword to go out in a short time."
Speaking of this, she smiled slightly and looked at the two of them and said: "Maybe, maybe when you can try it, how long will it take to cross here to the Sky City of the Eight Empires?"
"I'm not that boring." Luo Fei curled his lips and said: "The Nebula Sect will come down to recruit people every once in a while. In addition to taking the teleportation array to go there, there are also their flying boats to sit on. They don’t have to worry about being in danger as they shelter, and only fools would think about crossing the mountain of death to the city in the sky."
He said, suddenly thinking of something, he looked at Feng Jiu fiercely, his eyes widened and said: "Don't tell me, do you have this plan? Even if your strength is better, I advise you not to mess around. That’s good, that’s all about the periphery. Even the Nascent Soul cultivator does not have the confidence to cross over in this depth."
Feng Jiu smiled: "How is it possible? It took too long to cross here, I won't do it."
A few people chatted for a while, seeing that as time passed, and Ning Lang and Song Ming were not coming back, they couldn't help but were slightly startled and worried: "Why did the two of them go so long? The water source is not very far from here. what!"
As he was speaking, he heard a cry of exclamation coming from outside, and the panic in the familiar voice caused the hearts of several people in the barrier to sink, and they immediately lifted their breath and swept away.
"Ning Lang!"