The shadow man used the elasticity of his body to wrap Mingming up and deliberately transformed himself into a brutal appearance to scare Mingluo.

Ming Luo was already accustomed to shadow magic, so she was naturally not afraid of it. She stretched out her hand to push away the shadow man's face and said directly, "Stop pretending. I don't believe that someone with such a pure space can be a bad person."

The shadowy figure stared at Ming Luo for a long moment. There was indeed no fear in her lively eyes. Then, pretending to be uninterested, she got off Ming Luo and sat on the ground in frustration, saying, "You've really found a clever little wife this time."

He said this to Ye Zhihan.

Ming Luo: What the hell? Whose little wife? Ye Zhihan, please refute her!

However, Ye Zhihan, who had just angrily scolded the shadow man, did not refute this. He stood beside Ming Luo, protecting Ming Luo behind him like a cub, and looked warily at the black shadow sitting on the ground who looked like a human being.

"Don't be so cold, you were not like this before." The shadowy figure pretended to be disgusted and held his chin with his hand, but his face was still pitch black and his expression could not be seen.

Ye Zhihan's hands transformed into shadow blades, his frosty blue eyes filled with murderous intent. He threatened, "Let us out!"

The shadowy figure wasn't afraid of Ye Zhihan's shadow blade at all. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Put away your little toys quickly. There are dangers lurking outside. What are you doing out there? Why don't you stay here with me and reminisce about the past?"

"Get out!" The dark shadow behind Ye Zhihan surged violently, and he was on the verge of going berserk.

"Okay, okay, there's really nothing we can do with you, little brat. Just rest here for an incense stick of time, and then you will naturally leave this place." After saying that, the black shadow man dispersed into wisps of black mist and drifted in this pure white space.

Mingluo was very curious. This shadowy figure seemed to be very familiar with Ye Zhihan. Who was he? Seeing Ye Zhihan's angry face, she didn't dare to ask and had to swallow the question.

After making sure the shadowy figure had truly left, Ye Zhihan finally relaxed his guard and sat down. He sighed deeply and said, "Let's sit down and rest for a while. He's a man of his words and won't lie."

Seeing Ye Zhihan's expression ease slightly, Mingluo dared to ask, "Who is this person?"

Ye Zhihan sighed again and replied helplessly: "Someone who knows me very well."

With such similar body shapes and both being able to use shadow magic, Ming Luo had two guesses in his mind, so he asked, "Is he your twin brother?"

Ye Zhihan smiled bitterly and said, "It would be great if he was a brother. He would just treat me like a little devil."

Since they are not secret brothers, there is only one other possibility. Ming Luo understood it and stopped asking.

Because Mingluo had consumed too much physical energy before, Ye Zhihan gave her some true energy. While waiting in the pure white land, she wanted to have a good rest and refine her energy.

This pure white land is filled with spiritual energy and is truly a pure land for cultivation.

Mingluo sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, resting her mind. The golden lion in her sea of ​​consciousness jumped towards her. Ever since arriving in Dajin City, she had been involved in various affairs. She had not entered the sea of ​​consciousness to find the little tiger to practice for many days. Although there was only an incense stick of time now, it was enough!

"Awoo awoo awoo (Why did you come just now? I missed you so much)!" The little tiger rubbed Mingluo's calf with its big furry head, and because it was so strong, it knocked Mingluo down.

"Be good, be good. I'm here to see you, you good little tiger!" Ming Luo lay on the little tiger and stroked its fur. When he touched the upper part of its belly, the little tiger's thick legs swayed.

"Awoo awoo awoo awoo (Yes, right here, come and touch me!)" The little tiger showed his entire belly to Mingluo, not looking shy at all.

"Hehehe, so you are ticklish here, then I won't be polite." Ming Luo said as he rubbed the little tiger's belly back and forth. The little tiger fell to the ground due to the tickling, and its tongue fell out of its mouth. It looked extremely comfortable, just like the scene when Ming Luo stroked its fur for the first time.

"Awoo awoo (Although it's very comfortable), awoo~~~ awoo (But I really can't play anymore)!" The little tiger did not forget the important thing. The last time Mingluo came to play with it, it stored a lot of spiritual power in Mingluo's body, which now just helped her to improve her realm.

"Ah? What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Without Fatty, Mingluo couldn't understand what the little tiger was saying.

The little tiger turned into a golden light and rushed into Mingluo's body. Mingluo's body seemed to be covered by a penetrating holy light, and her body emitted a dazzling glow. She felt her body was extremely light, and a familiar warm current flowed through her body. She felt comfortable and relaxed as if she had taken a hot bath.

When Mingluo opened her eyes again, she found that the little tiger in her sea of ​​consciousness had gone to sleep, huddled up in a ball with its mouth smacking. Its furry face looked like a silly dog. Oh, that's not right. Although it's called a little tiger, it's actually a majestic golden lion, a feline after all. Why does it act like a stupid dog when it gets active?

Ye Zhihan looked at Ming Luo's flushed face and thought that the golden lion was indeed a top-level spirit beast. It could help Ming Luo recover his energy in just one stick of incense. After further investigation, he found that Ming Luo's realm had risen by two levels and had reached the fifth stage of Mingpo, and was about to break through to the Guiqing realm!

"Huh~ so comfortable." Ming Luo stood up. She felt full of energy, her hands and feet were full of strength, as if she was reborn. It must be said that the little tiger's golden finger seemed to be really amazing.

The pure white land gradually dissipated like thick fog, and Mingluo and Ye Zhihan returned to the cold ancient ruins.

"Let's go. I won't let you take risks alone again." As he said that, Ye Zhihan naturally took Mingluo's hand. Her little hand was warm and felt very comfortable to touch.

"Is this really okay?" Ming Luo raised her hand that was held by Ye Zhihan and asked. She vaguely remembered that Ye Zhihan had a lover named "Sister Ling". It was a bit inappropriate to treat other women like this, even if they were good companions.

"Just in case." Having experienced the panic of losing Mingluo briefly before, Ye Zhihan decided to hold Mingluo all the time and never let go.

But Mingluo didn't want to do that. She refused to poach the third party.

I accidentally held Ye Zhihan's hand before because I was too scared. Now I can't make the same mistake again.

So she took out a seed and grew it into a strong vine. She wrapped one side around her waist and handed the other side to Ye Zhihan, so that they could remain safe without getting too intimate.

After reaching a higher level, the vines Mingluo produced were much thicker than before, and she was very satisfied.

However, this way of connecting Mingluo and Ye Zhihan is indeed safe, but it seems a bit weird. One person is tied with a rope, and the other person is holding the rope. Isn't this really walking the dog?

Well, Mingluo really doesn’t have any strange habits.