1183. Tomb of Tusi King (123) Kingdom of the Salt God

"Well."

Yi Ling grunted and didn't look at the foreigner again. Although he smiled very elegantly and reservedly, he looked like a gentleman at first glance, as if he was wearing a hat and taking it off to salute. But Yi Ling believed in his intuition. He didn't look at the foreigner much, nor did he ask for his name. He just buried his head in An Xuefeng's arms and quickly absorbed his breath, integrating the newly added strength into his body.

The most important thing is to improve his strength no matter what. While the current situation is still stable, Wei Xun, Phantom Cat and the foreigner are still confronting each other. He must speed up to deal with the excessive pollution on his body. Whether the foreigner has problems or there will be As for other questions, as long as he is strong enough, he will have more choices. Yi Ling has a hunch that as long as he swallows so much pollution, his strength will reach a higher level, and he will even have people around him when he faces the mountain god of Wuluo Mountain in the future. It will work wonders.

It's a pity that this kind of pollution seems to be incompatible with his own strength. When swallowing, his own strength is constantly being worn away. It is difficult for him to exert his full strength before it is completely swallowed... It would be better if he could swallow it faster. Yi Ling regretfully rubbed the fluffy hair on the fox king's chest, and licked his fur every now and then, licking the nearest tuft of hair until it was wet.

The place was wrong, the time was wrong, and he and An Xuefeng could not have any further intimate contact. If you can go to bed, if you do it a few more times, it may be smoother to integrate the power to relieve pollution. After all, An Xuefeng's power really suits him. But as soon as he took the skin under the fox's fur with his teeth and rubbed it, Yi Ling felt a very penetrating look from behind him.

No wonder young people have to move out when they get married, otherwise it would be inconvenient to have elders at home.

Yi Ling thought angrily, and the little fox sighed depressedly, and buried itself in the hair on An Xuefeng's chest with a purr. With its fluffy tail wrapped around it, it emitted the warm light of the bright moon in the darkness. It was so cute, An Xue. Feng's heart was so cute that he wanted to bury his head and take a deep breath, but he was still rational. His big fiery red tail covered Yi Ling possessively, pushing him and rolling him against the Qianhu Zhang he was wearing. Pi Li, this way the little moon fox will be completely blocked and no light will be emitted.

Of course, An Xuefeng also has his own selfish motives. Yi Ling became obviously excited after being covered. The fox-like cricket pupae dug into his thick fur, biting and licking unscrupulously. With the fox fur covered, no one would see what he was doing - although now Zhu There were so many foxes and people on the raft, so they couldn't really do anything. But licking the hair is always okay. Relief is beneficial to both of them. An Xuefeng can also understand the regretful emotion in Yi Ling's mind just now. After all, not everyone can be shameless enough to do this in the eyes of their elders. .

Eastern people's expression of emotions is somewhat reserved, especially Ling's eldest brother who seems to have some opinions on male partners... An Xuefeng glanced at Wei Xun Fox and Phantom Cat. They were already lying on the bamboo raft, and their body movements were quite relaxed. The eyes that glanced at him from time to time were as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to cut off his fox skin.

But just watch it, you won’t really peel off the skin. An Xuefeng even nodded to Wei Xun and the others to show his kindness. As expected, both the phantom cat and Wei Xunhu showed disgusted expressions as if they had swallowed bugs. But even so, they were still firmly between them and the dangerous foreigner. The foreigner seemed to be possessed by something, and his dangerousness was completely different from before. In addition to observing them with great interest, the foreigner seemed to be possessed by something. interactions, occasionally uttering irritating 'Oh! ’ and other cries, while observing the surroundings of the bamboo raft, the black cat tail occasionally fell into the water like a fish, hooking up a group of gray-white floc, and then swallowed it up silently.

An Xuefeng looked at the edge of the bamboo raft. The fox king's eyes could easily see through the darkness. There was a layer of water-weed-like floc accumulated next to the bamboo raft. It was soft and like chemical foam, emitting a strange cold smell. , scattered around the floc are some translucent shrimps unique to the salt river. After the 'moonlight' disappeared, they swooped and hid on the bamboo raft.

These small shrimps and flocs are the pollution derivatives that have just arrived in Yi Zero's body and spread to the outside. The connection between him and Yi Ling is too deep. This kind of pollution is not only in Yi Ling's body, he also shares a lot of it. Other passengers may also have some in their bodies, but not as much as him.

There are so many that you can almost gain new power, which will be the power related to the mountains. Pollution is energy, and energy accumulates to become human power. An Xuefeng realizes this very clearly. He had just conquered the dragon python, but before he could fully grasp the power of Lord Lin, the pollution from the mountains came again. Now different pollutions gathered in his body to collide and devour him, stirring up heartbreaking pain, but this pain made An Xue Feng felt familiar, as if it had been like this often in the past and had long been accustomed to it.

He could even feel the subtle sensation of pollution turning into power and integrating into his body during the severe pain of bone cutting, slowly transforming to derive new abilities. This made his perception more acute, and he could clearly feel the monsters derived from the pollution of the mountains. , although all the pollution from the mountains has now been absorbed into their bodies, these derivatives will not disappear. They are no longer pure pollution, but creations of pollution, sticking to the bamboo rafts that are also distorted by pollution.

These flocs are ‘alive’, and their bamboo raft is also alive. An Xuefeng can see some white hairs in the gaps of the bamboo raft, which are not very noticeable, but on the back of the bamboo raft in contact with the water, a lot of hairs have grown. These hairs are like the tentacles of jellyfish floating in the Salt River, wantonly and greedily expanding their ‘territory’ and devouring other polluted creatures - fish, insects, shrimps and crabs polluted by Wuluo Mountain or the Salt God.

When they first drifted in the Salt River, they could still see dense insect skins and insects on the river surface, but now the river surface is very clean, and there are no insects left.

Such a bamboo raft must not be rowed into the Tusi King’s Tomb, which is just like entering the tomb with a flash bomb tied to it! But now there are foreigners and Brother Yiling, and it is more troublesome to rashly leave the bamboo raft and walk in the cave. Whether it is Wei Xun, the phantom cat or the foreigner, An Xuefeng feels difficult.

He was afraid of Wei Xun's brother. Wei Xun was now completely controlled, like a hostage. Moreover, while controlling Wei Xun, the phantom cat also appeared, which was basically equivalent to the appearance of two "big brothers" at the same time. Although An Xuefeng had expected this, his heart still sank after he really realized this.

He might be able to deal with one big brother, but could his teammates withstand the second one? What would Yi Ling do then? Although from An Xuefeng's understanding of Yi Ling, he seemed to be more inclined to challenge his brother. But the big white cat that was closely related to him was next to his brother and was controlled by him. At that time, Yi Ling might be affected - this time Yi Ling had an accident, and it was likely that something went wrong with the cat and he was implicated.

If they were to go to war, Yi Ling's big brother in the distance would throw the white cat into the pollution pile, which would be enough to affect Yi Ling.

Moreover, An Xuefeng always felt that foreigners and Brother Yi Ling were not necessarily just enemies. He even thought that the person who secretly controlled foreigners might have a close relationship with Brother Yi Ling. They both manipulated people to become puppets, and they could still move normally before being controlled. Their abilities were too similar. It couldn't be a coincidence!

Perhaps they were brothers or something like that, enemies and friends. The one who controlled foreigners behind the scenes was a mountain spirit from the West. The one who manipulated people to come to Wuluo Mountain this time didn't have any good intentions. Will foreign mountain spirits and domestic mountain spirits fight for territory? It seems likely.

So is their goal Wuluo Mountain or the Tomb of the Tusi King? Can they take advantage of the possible conflicts between them?

An Xuefeng thought a lot, but most of his energy was spent on accelerating the absorption and fusion of polluted power. He and Yi Ling had similar ideas. If they wanted to play in the same chess game, they must first have similar strengths, otherwise they could only become chess pieces at the mercy of others. The bamboo raft was quiet for a while. There was no sound except the sound of water in the underground cave. The foxes' breathing was vague. The water soaked in the red or white fox fur gradually dried up and formed a layer of salt frost. A thick layer of salt was piled up on both sides of the underground river. The stalactite-like stone pillars were crystal clear like salt piles. Salt flowers climbed up the rock wall, like ice crystals blooming. The underground cave was vast and empty. Huge crystal salt flowers as high as two people bloomed on the rock wall. The top of the cave was a series of milky white salt stone beams, and the salt pillars like sharp cones hung down.

They seemed to have stepped into a natural crystal cave, or a world of ice and snow, but these were all polluted white eyes. The bran-like snow-white salt worms crawled leisurely in the salt. Strange gray salt-tolerant fungi grew in the cracks of the salt crystals. It seemed that there were also gecko-like creatures catching salt worms in the fungi, and they disappeared as soon as there was any movement.

This place has become a biological system of its own, with traces of salt god pollution everywhere. The closer to the depths of the Tusi King's Tomb, the more it looks like a kingdom of salt. As expected, the Tusi King expelled the Salt God only because of the oppression of the Wuluo Mountain God, otherwise he would not have left such a large area of ​​Salt God pollution near the depths of the Tusi King's Tomb.

Perhaps the expelled Salt God is also a backup?

But now it is convenient for them. With the bead left by the Salt God, the surrounding Salt God pollution regards them as the same kind. Not only do they not reject them, they even do not resist being swallowed by the pollution derivatives of the mountains.

However, here is already close to the core area of ​​the Tusi King's Tomb. Although there is no artificial tunnel yet, the tourists are also alert to wake up from digesting pollution and beware of the surroundings. Especially Miao Fangfei, the deeper she goes into the mountain, the more palpitations she feels. The golden silkworm Gu is restless, as if some ominous danger is about to appear.

The beautiful white fox looked around worriedly, and when she turned her eyes back, she was suddenly shocked. The foreigner sitting at the end of the bamboo raft was gone!