Although she was trapped in nowhere to meet, Alian's purple eyes blinked as if she had thought of some good idea, and then Crescent Moon curled up and smiled, and she saw her swinging her long big tail and several hairs like silver threads. Then it fell lightly into her palm.
Then she bit her fingertips, and with luck and spiritual power, a drop of bright red blood dropped on the hair.
The hair instantly became extremely gorgeous after absorbing the essence and blood. After a moment, she handed the hair to the two of them and whispered:
"I can find Yun Lang because of the smell on his body, so if you take these hairs, I will be able to smell them as long as they are no more than ten miles away. But in order to prevent Qian Wu and the others from noticing, I dropped blood essence on them as a cover. Not only does this increase the sensing distance, but only I can smell it, hehe."
Yao Pofeng put a few white hairs on the tip of his nose and sniffed in disbelief, and then showed an intoxicated expression.
Not to mention, the smell of this demon saint is really fragrant, not even fishy at all, not even a bit of beastly smell. It can be seen that the demon clan is not the uncivilized race as rumored.
But when he saw the veins pulsing on Hua Yumian's forehead, he quickly put the hair into his arms with a serious look and said solemnly:
"Miss Alian, please take good care of Little Brother Yun. Let's meet again in a while!"
After saying that, he ignored the injury on his shoulder and quickly evacuated the scene of the crime before Hua Yumian got mad.
"My aunt will definitely peel off the skin of you scoundrel today!"
At the moment, Hua Yumian didn't care so much. After throwing away a few healing pills unique to Zhijing Cave and a nine-death pill that was enough to save his life, he chased Yao Pofeng Juechen without saying anything.
Watching the two of them go away, Alian did not dare to show any signs of neglect. She picked up Qingyun and ran away quickly in the other direction.
She knew that Feixing had a keen sense of smell and was good at tracking. Although the situation was urgent just now, she was really not sure whether Feixing could remember the smell of Qingyun.
Although there is a faint body fragrance lingering on her body, she has many ways to temporarily cover up the smell.
The problem is that Yun Lang is seriously injured now and cannot move frequently. If he stays in the same place for a long time, he will inevitably not be discovered by the demon tribe.
After escaping for a whole day and night without rest, Alian finally rested in a cave dug halfway up the mountain. If it weren't for some bats flying out of it, she really wouldn't have been able to discover this hidden cave.
She didn't dare to borrow much power in the air, so she had to carefully carry Qingyun on her back and slowly climb up the cliff, not stopping for even a moment until her green and jade fingers were bruised and bloody.
After entering, she discovered that this place should be the temporary cave of a certain monk in the past.
It was probably left by a certain senior in the ancient heritage. It was somewhat similar to Xiao Luoyi's temporary residence in Wuhua Mountain. Of course, it was still more luxurious than her previous one.
There are two stone chambers in the cave, front and back, with a simple stone door in the middle as a cover. The outer chamber is equipped with stone tables and benches, and even the stone bed in the inner chamber is carefully carved, which shows that people lived here at that time. My seniors are somewhat particular about life needs.
Since the cave has been abandoned for a long time, this dim cave has long become a holy place for the Bat family to gather.
Qingyun was seriously injured, and Alian didn't care about the filth on the ground. He directly used a talisman to kill all the remaining bats in it, and then put all the filth mixed with the bat corpses into an empty treasure bag. Inside, he threw it directly out of the cave.
Immediately afterwards, she very gently placed the sleeping Qingyun on the stone bed in the back room, and then fed him some healing elixirs.
After doing all this, Alian couldn't hold on any longer, so she closed her eyes and crawled precariously to the stone table in the outer room, sat down on the stone bench, and fell into a deep sleep.
When she fell asleep, she seemed to have returned to the cave where Yi Qing had sealed it, and then she whispered softly to Yi Qing's back outside the barrier:
"Damn Yi Qing, I found your son. Don't worry, I will take good care of him. You can go there in peace."
This was the last thought in A-Lian's mind when she fell into a sweet dream. Her long, snow-white hair fell from the stone table to the ground, like a fairy falling into the mortal world. Her smile was shallow and filled with great satisfaction. It was so beautiful.
However, Qingyun woke up not long after Alian fell asleep. The first feeling he felt after opening his eyes was not pain, but confusion.
"Who is this beautiful girl? Why would she risk her life to save me?"
Qingyun thought about it in his mind for half an hour, but he couldn't find anyone else in the world who could risk his life to protect him like this.
Even if his father is alive, I'm afraid it's nothing more than this, right?
Turning his head, Qingyun saw the girl sleeping soundly outside through the ajar stone door, and his heart felt even more painful for no reason.
Once upon a time, in this careless world, who, except Yao Mengxun, had ever treated him like this?
The hustle and bustle in the world is all for gain, and the hustle and bustle in the world is all for gain. Who else, except Yao Mengxun, would save a stranger like him?
Is Bai Zhizheng meeting? Will it last forever?
"Another lifesaver! I owe her my life."
With a wry smile, Qingyun turned his head back and looked at the dark stone wall on top. He began to try to use his spiritual power to recover the injuries in his body.
Both Feixing and Xiao Luoyi thought that losing Qingyun's limbs would be the heaviest blow to him.
But his family knew his own affairs, and the injuries to his limbs were nothing more than physical pain to him, and the real damage was to his internal organs.
Connecting muscles and bones was not a problem for him as long as he had huge vitality, but his internal organs were injured by Xiao Luo's pound of palm power from the very beginning.
Later, because the six masters of the Yuan Hua Realm took action together, he was in the center of the battlefield and was affected by spiritual power. This made him even worse. Now his broken internal organs are still leaking blood.
The most important thing is that Qingyun's body has always been in a delicate balance due to his cultivation of Qilin Bite and Qilin Purple Qi.
This balance allows him to devour the vitality of all things while also gathering those impurities into a complex vitality toxin, so his blood also carries a trace of the toxicity of Kirin Purple Qi.
This kind of toxicity can be suppressed by him in daily life, and it is harmless to him. Moreover, such a trace of natural toxicity can even be the medicine to unlock the Kirin Purple Poison.
But the bad thing is that the internal organs are damaged. Because the toxicity in Qingyun's blood has lost its suppression, it gradually runs rampant in the body.
Although due to the relationship between Qilin essence and blood, this toxin did not pollute his own vitality before, but once this disordered toxin loses its balance, God knows whether Qingyun's body will be torn apart and the pain will penetrate his soul.
"Hey, you have to eat one meal at a time, and you have to do everything one by one!"
Qingyun's expression had become distorted little by little as the pain intensified. He originally planned to repair the injuries to his internal organs first, but after thinking about it, he decided to reconnect the severed meridians of his limbs first.
After all, the Kirin Purple Poison will bring him pain, but it won't kill him in a short period of time, but a puddle of mud is so big that he can't even fight a mouse. This is the most fatal thing.
"I can't let her put herself in danger for me again and again!"
Perhaps it was because of the girl's desperate behavior to save him from danger that Qingyun thought of Yao Mengxun, whom he had not seen for a long time.
He moved his arms with difficulty, and then poured out everything in the treasure bag. The not-so-small stone room was suddenly filled with the spiritual materials he had hoarded for a long time.
Some small pieces of snake carcasses that have long been dried, some auxiliary medicines for refining soul-awakening pills, and some miscellaneous low-grade but huge quantities of various spiritual herbs and elixirs.
Even the Five Snake Fruits and Green Spirit Fruits were poured out by Qingyun. Except for the two Soul Awakening Pills, he did not touch them. Nearly 99% of his inventory was taken out by him to treat today's injuries. .
For some reason, Qingyun felt that Xiao Luoyi had changed.
In the slightest hesitation before the witch took action, Qingyun could even see a hint of weakness in her eyes. This was an emotion he had not noticed when he confronted Xiao Luoyi in the cave of Wuhua Mountain. .
Qingyun still didn't know why. He felt that Xiao Luoyi's expression could only be described by four words: "weeping."
And whenever he recalled the loneliness and helplessness reflected in those beautiful eyes, his hatred for the witch simply dissipated, and his thoughts seemed to become much clearer.
"But Sister Xiao, Aunt Xiao, Aunt Xiao, you have beaten me like a sieve. How many spiritual materials will it take to make up for it? Those are all spiritual stones! They are all money!"
Qingyun felt that his heart was bleeding. Before he could move, he could hear the sound of spiritual stones shattering into ashes one after another.
Maybe this should be the sound of heartbreak!
The young master wailed.
Because he couldn't move at will now, Qingyun had no choice but to pour all the things rich in spiritual energy around his body, and then run the Qilin Devour with all his strength.
Although the power of blood in Qingyun's body, that is, the power of true spirit, is not strong enough, it is superior to being extremely pure.
As time went by, his whole body seemed to have become a bottomless black hole, crazily devouring all kinds of spiritual power.
Natural spiritual energy is invisible to the naked eye, but the space here is small, and there is such a huge and complex power gathered in it that even he can see it.
Therefore, the air in the room almost turned into a sticky gelatinous state, filled with a damp feeling.
This slippery feeling made the wounds all over his body that had slowly healed become extremely itchy again. Coupled with the severe pain caused by the backlash of Kirin Purple Poison in his body, his breathing that had just calmed down became rapid again.
He once again tried to hold his breath and concentrate. After a while, Qingyun adjusted his inner breath to an ethereal state again.
