"you……"
Not far away, Yan Michang watched Zheng Maocai's head move. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His limbs were all cold and stiff. He felt extremely horrified!
He didn't realize at all how Ling Xiao bullied Zheng Maocai.
run!
For a moment, Yan Bichang only had this thought in his mind. His body moved faster than his brain, and he rushed out of the valley with his escape light.
But he couldn't rush through anymore.
A ball of evil wind quietly hit his side and hit him strangely. Yan Michang screamed, his light went out, and his body was broken at the waist and fell heavily to the ground.
"No……"
Yan Michang was extremely frightened. He looked at Minghu who appeared in front of him like a ghost in disbelief, and looked at the strange magic knife in his hand. He was so frightened that even his facial features were distorted.
"You...you were the evil cultivator that day...you were from Ling Xiao..."
No matter how stupid Yan Michang was, he should know the truth at this moment. His voice was as sharp as a chicken being strangled by the neck, and finally stopped abruptly.
He was seriously injured and frightened to death.
"That's it, are you still trying to cut the grass and eradicate the roots?"
Ling Xiao was speechless. He picked up their storage bags and left without looking back.
Walking out of the valley, taking a deep breath of the cool mountain air, Ling Xiao whispered a few times, and after getting the answer he wanted from the tree next to him, he turned into a shadow and disappeared into the green mountains with Nangong Zhu on his back.
A few minutes later.
Once you hear the rushing water, the crystal clear mountain stream hits the rocks, splashing water, stretching endless vitality in the air.
Ling Xiao took Nangong Zhu to a mountain stream under a cliff, kicked away the monster entrenched in the cave under the cliff, occupied the magpie's nest, and placed Nangong Zhu in the soft grass.
Nangong Zhu's situation is still not optimistic.
Ling Xiao could not continue begging for leaves from the small tree. After all, the leaves of the small tree were just like the hair of a middle-aged man. They were very precious. If he was willing to give even one to Nangong Zhu, he would have done his utmost kindness.
Fortunately, there were a large number of healing elixirs in Nangong Zhu's storage bag. Ling Xiao randomly found a bottle, drank it for Nangong Zhu, and injected a ray of pure mana into her body.
The magic power of Huang Ting Jing was extremely soft and long, and it immediately affected Nangong Zhu's Dantian magic power, causing it to flow gurglingly.
She woke up faintly.
"Is this hell?"
"no."
Ling Xiao answered her simply and asked: "How do you feel? Can you do exercises to heal your injuries on your own?"
Nangong Zhu was stunned for a moment, and finally regained some consciousness, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where is that evil beast..."
"Ran."
Ling Xiao spoke concisely and without explaining much, and slowly helped her sit up.
At this moment, the efficacy of the elixir came into play, and the severe pain in Nangong Zhu's body was relieved a lot. He looked at Ling Xiao and said with a bitter smile: "Damn, why are you not hurt at all?"
Ling Xiao smiled and said, "I also want to get hurt, but unfortunately my strength doesn't allow it."
This sentence obviously made Nangong Zhu angry. She coughed violently and stared at Ling Xiao as if she wanted to eat someone.
Ling Xiao quickly calmed her breath and said with a dry smile: "Stop talking so much, I'll put your hands and feet back on first."
In any case, Ling Xiao was an amateur alchemist, and he had some knowledge about healing injuries and setting bones. He reattached Nangong Zhu's limbs and tied them with the bones of monster beasts to make them work together.
"You need to do some exercises to heal your injuries first. Don't worry, I'll guard you. It's safe."
"Um……"
Nangong Zhu responded weakly, running his skills and combining with the power of the elixir, he slowly healed the broken meridians and injured organs in the body.
Ling Xiao was on the side, checking Zheng Maocai and Yan Michang's storage bags.
There are a lot of valuable things in the storage bags of these two people, including rare monster materials, good elixirs, and a large number of spiritual stones.
Ling Xiao was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.
These gains, plus the demon pills from the demon foxes, are worth 80,000 spirit stones anyway.
And the fur of the three-tailed fox.
Ling Xiao thought about it and decided not to use it to make soft armor. Instead, he asked a tailor to make a coat. It would definitely look good.
When the thirty years are up, bring the little crying bag to Chunyang Sword Sect to give to Dong Qingran, or not move her to the point of crying to death?
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but smile.
After sorting out everything, Ling Xiao found nothing to do, so he went into the Cave Heaven Paradise to work while Ming Hu went out to practice.
The Minghu's cultivation level must be improved to the late stage of foundation building as soon as possible. After all, the scene where the three-tailed fox was slapped away just now was really ugly.
【Finally the main body is back! 】
[If you let a clone mess around every day, do you still have this family in your heart? 】
[You might as well die outside! 】
The medicine garden was filled with insults towards Ling Xiao, which seemed to be mixed with the sound of small trees making fire.
Little tree is becoming less and less innocent!
Ling Xiao had no choice but to obediently cast spells and make everyone in the medicine garden feel comfortable before stepping into the fields to work.
He inspected the growth of Linggu, his face full of joy.
In order to upgrade the Lingtian as quickly as possible, Ling Xiao spent a lot of effort on this round of planting, and the Linggu was not only in perfect condition, but also grew at an unexpectedly fast rate.
All this is due to the tree of life in the medicine garden.
Under the shade of this tree, both spiritual grass and spiritual grains are growing faster!
Ling Xiao estimated that the spiritual grain that originally took eight months to mature now only takes six months to harvest.
"Treasure tree!"
Ling Xiao was deeply moved.
There is such a tree sitting in the Cave Heaven Paradise, which is a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes.
After Lingtian took care of it, Ling Xiao took out his pen and ink to draw the talisman.
After Kankan finished drawing, his expression moved slightly, and he immediately changed places with Minghu again and returned to the cave.
Nangong Zhu just stopped and opened his eyes.
"Ling Xiao, help me apply medicine on my body." She said softly, with a complicated tone.
With all her limbs broken, she couldn't even apply medicine. She was like a useless person. This feeling made her very unhappy.
"All right."
Ling Xiao took out the ointment and was about to take action when Nangong Zhu glanced at it coldly and said, "How do you apply it like this? Take off my clothes."
Ling Xiao's movements froze.
Nangong Zhu gasped slightly and urged: "I don't even care, why are you so coy?"
Right.
Ling Xiao nodded and slowly took off her ragged clothes, completely exposing her wheat-colored body to the air. Those graceful and graceful muscle lines seemed to be the most perfect creation of God, and they were incomparably beautiful.
When the shocking scars from climbing on it were completely displayed before Ling Xiao's eyes, he couldn't help but sigh.
Nangong Zhu desperately resisted the three-tailed fox, perhaps to buy herself time to clean up the foxes.
She is not a pig teammate, but a good teammate!
Ling Xiao sighed with complicated emotions and slowly applied the medicine to her.
The palm of her hand gently stroked the scar, but what it brought to Nangong Zhu was unspeakable severe pain. She gritted her teeth and refused to make a sound, but her whole body was shaking.
In the end, she couldn't withstand the pain, rolled her eyes, fainted, and fell into Ling Xiao's arms.
