The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Lingran felt that he was probably going to die.

The sound gradually faded away in the ear, like the roar of the engine that disappeared at the airport in the previous life.

He thought drowsily, my young master, I have been in this world for more than thirty years, what is the reason for it?In this day and age, is he alive or dead?

The thought was fleeting like fireworks in the night sky.

Immediately, thousands of trees and fireworks bloomed in my mind.For a while, it was the countless bright stars that Da Lang saw behind Dalang when traveling through time and space. When those many stars exploded, where would they return, and where would the star sand around him return to... The so-called secret, the so-called variable , what does all this have to do with him?

In the end, Lingran thought unwillingly, was he doomed to die in this prison if he lived for the rest of his life?

With this thought, the fireworks in the Sea of ​​Consciousness gradually dissipated and gathered into a nebula.

There was a trace of cool breath, seeping into his heart.Slowly, a little touch came from the ring finger of the left hand.

This little touch saved Lingran.

He struggled to wake up, his eyelids struggled and struggled, barely opening a thin slit.

Into the eyes of a hazy water color.

The fireworks bloomed high in the sky, and all the wind in the nebula was still.Lingran suddenly remembered the snake.

As soon as he thought of this, the little bit of touch on his fingertips gradually expanded, spreading to his entire left hand.There was a numbness in the wrist.

Then, the vision finally regained clarity.What he saw was still the dark water prison. He didn't know how he woke up, and why he fainted. He moved the only left hand that could feel.

With a hiss, the familiar snake language sounded in his ears.

Comrade Dalang finally remembered to look for him!Lingran smiled wryly in her heart.He was clearly afraid of this person, and desperately wanted to escape, but every time he came to a critical moment, for some reason, he still thought of this person in his mind.

The scene of Qingliu Dalang standing on the barren hill with a long sword in his hand in a red dress was drenched by lightning and thunderstorms... He thought, the feeling this person brought to him was like a tsunami every time .

In the tsunami, landslides and ground cracked, and the world returned to chaos.

"Hiss—" the snake voice sounded again.

Lingran moved her lips, wanting to smile at this person, but couldn't resist the pain that hit her whole body.Drowsy, fainted again.

"Baby!" Black Snake hissed anxiously. "Baby, wake up quickly!"

Lingran raised her left ring finger convulsively, struggled for a moment, then stopped moving again.

The black snake hovered over his left hand, tilted his head and thought for a while, then licked Lingran's finger with the snake letter.

Lingran's breath was weak, and her lips trembled like spasms.

The water was bubbling and foaming, and the black water was accompanied by a pungent bloody smell.

Black Snake didn't know how the baby got here.After a night of fierce fighting with Lingran, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he couldn't even maintain this snake body.

In the end, Qingliu Dalang had to watch Lingran walk out of the temple in the void, but he couldn't make a sound to stop him, so he had to wait in the void of another dimension.

Until he managed to gather a sliver of spiritual energy, Qingliu Dalang quickly found this place.

The conscience of heaven and earth!With his current size, this journey is quite difficult!It is nothing less than a journey of learning scriptures for thousands of miles!

With great difficulty, following the familiar scent on Baobei'er's body, I found it outside Xiju Alley, only to find that Baobei'er had passed out in the water.If he hadn't poured out his spiritual energy to wake it up, it would have been a disaster.

The sound of chains vibrating intermittently, was especially ear-piercing amidst the silence and the sound of water.Hei Snake glared angrily when he heard it, and hissed twice.

"There are still spiritual things that can break in?" The sound of the chain stopped, and then an old voice sounded.

The black snake hissed twice more.

"It's a pity that this old man can't understand what you are saying!" the voice sighed. "The old man is old now, and his mana has been exhausted under the restraint in this prison. I can only hear that you have more than a thousand years of Taoism, but I don't know what you are talking about."

Hearing that the man claimed to be an old monk, Black Snake suspected that it was the reason for Lingran's imprisonment, and became even more displeased with this man.

He snaked upwards along Lingran's fingers, circling to his neck.Tentatively, he spat out the snake letter and licked Lingran's lips lightly.

——Soft to the touch, but surprisingly cold.

"Hiss..." Lingran responded in a daze of consciousness.With slightly parted lips, he murmured, "Da Lang, is that you?"

Qingliu Dalang's heart trembled, his body moved, and he swam along the pale pink lips into Lingran's lips and teeth.

His body is very small now, he can easily get into the tip of that person's tongue, and it is constantly agitating between the tongue.

Then, all the spiritual power accumulated for a day was turned into gossamer, inch by inch, and fed into that person's belly.

With the help of the spiritual energy fed by Dalang Qingliu, Lingran finally woke up completely, opened his eyes, but he couldn't see the snake.

Lingran was surprised.He thought to himself, so the snake language he heard when he was drowsy was actually a hallucination?

Could it be... After coming to Datang, did he subconsciously regard Qingliu Dalang as a spiritual pillar? !

That's why every time he encounters danger, he subconsciously thinks of this dragon.

Ling Ran wryly smiled.

He moved his wrist and found that from his left wrist to his whole body was sore and unbearable, as if he had been beaten badly.It was also like the day he had just passed through to the Heaven Extinguishing Realm, he was struck by lightning in a mess, and his whole body hurt like hell.

Lingran started to choke, and when she coughed, cold water poured down her throat.There seemed to be something alive wriggling in the throat.

...Don't have bugs? !

Lingran was disgusted, and used her fingers to open the gap between her teeth, trying to vomit out the swallowed living thing.

His fingers touched the coating of his tongue, but there was a cool and soft tongue wrapped around his fingertips under the tip of his tongue.

Lingran's heart trembled, and she quickly retracted her index finger from her throat.

Sure enough, there was something cool and slippery wrapped around his finger.The light in the water dungeon was dim, so Lingran couldn't tell whether it was the snake or not.

He is wet and the snake is cold.

He and him, lips and teeth are lingering, and silver lines are connected between the black snake and his lips.

Bang bang bang!

Lingran heard her own heartbeat again.

Wild as ten thousand grass mud horses galloping past.