She straightened her neck with difficulty, and then her legs and body made a clicking sound. She endured the pain of being crushed and reassembled, and restored every part of her body.
After doing all this, Bai Qingqing was so painful that she lost consciousness. Her pale face was no different from that of a dead body, and a large amount of sweat rolled down her cheeks.
She sat there with a dull expression on her face, staring blankly ahead with dull eyes, her whole body trembling uncontrollably due to severe pain.
Leaning on the uneven cliff behind him, he relaxed a little, and then various parts of his body gradually began to regain consciousness, and he moved his fingers as a conditioned reflex.
A mouse passed by her hand while foraging for food. It seemed to smell the rotten corpse smell on her body. It was attracted by the smell and stumbled into Bai Qingqing. He sniffed her body. Then he started tearing and biting.
At this moment, Bai Qingqing has not fully regained consciousness. Her whole body is numb. Even if the mouse tears off a piece of flesh from her body, she will not feel anything.
After a while, she seemed to have begun to regain consciousness, and then she looked down at the mouse that was gnawing at her wantonly.
It had been too long since she had taken human blood. As she gradually regained consciousness, the demonic energy in her body began to boil in the blink of an eye. She had the illusion that she could control her body at any time, as if she could no longer suppress it.
She moved her fingers tentatively again to make sure she could move. She looked at the lively mice in front of her and swallowed. Although the place was stinking, she had to survive first if she wanted to leave here.
Fortunately, the nine-turn technique she practiced could bring her back to life. She only needed to keep a trace of her spirit before death, even if it was an insignificant trace that was invisible to the naked eye, it was enough.
While she was thinking, a cold look flashed across her eyes. She grabbed the rat that was eating her flesh and quickly broke its neck, causing blood to spurt out instantly.
Bai Qingqing didn't care about anything else. She stuffed it into her mouth and sucked it desperately. She endured the disgusting and stinky smell of putrefaction and sucked it up in one mouthful. Until all that was left was skin and bones, she threw it aside. .
I don't know how much time passed, but it seemed that the little bit of blood had an effect, and the flesh and blood all over his body began to gradually recover.
She held on to the wall and staggered to her feet. What she could usually do in a split second took her a full two minutes to stand still.
Stepping on the white bones of her feet, she walked forward step by step. With every step she took, the broken muscles and bones all over her body began to hurt, as if she was about to be completely deprived of her life.
She endured the pain, knowing that it only took a few minutes to walk, but she walked from dawn to dusk before she completely walked out of that haunted and lonely place...
The forest at night was unusually quiet, with only the sound of the wind rustling the leaves.
Bai Qingqing trembled and walked out of the forest, looking up at the full moon that had just appeared in the night sky.
At this time, a man dressed as a woodcutter passed by carrying firewood and happened to bump into Bai Qingqing who had just come out.
It was a dark and windy night, and the way Bai Qingqing was dressed now, she looked like she had just climbed out of a pile of dead people, with almost no intact part of her body.
The man was obviously frightened and stopped subconsciously, almost falling to the ground with his legs weak.
He looked at Bai Qingqing carefully and made sure that the person in front of him was a living person. He put down the firewood he picked and stood there, still not daring to get close.
"Girl?" He stood there and stared for a long time, a little shocked, and asked tremblingly: "Girl, are you...are you okay? Do you need help?"
Perhaps the injuries on her body were so serious that Bai Qingqing was in a trance. It wasn't until she heard the sound that she realized there was someone next to her. She turned around blankly and looked over.
The woodcutter felt a little scared. Seeing Bai Qingqing looking at him but never speaking, he shook his head and was about to leave, but Bai Qingqing suddenly said: "I need it."
Her voice sounded extremely hoarse, as if an invisible hand had strangled her throat. The woodcutter was stunned and could only vaguely make out what she said.
After a brief hesitation, he said: "Girl, if you don't mind, just let me go home. Your wound still needs to be treated."
Bai Qingqing watched him pick up the firewood with a dull expression, her expression calm as if nothing had happened, as if she couldn't feel the injuries on her body, she just said calmly: "Thank you, can you come over and help me?"
Seeing that she was struggling to speak, the woodcutter was a little helpless, so he had to put down the firewood first and walked up to her: "Girl, how do you want me to help you?"
"..."
Facing the woodcutter's question, Bai Qingqing just stared at him blankly, then moved her feet with difficulty, raised her hand and put it on the woodcutter's shoulder, and the woodcutter subconsciously dodged.
Bai Qingqing paused slightly in his hand movements, looked calm, and explained: "I'm just a little unsteady on my feet."
Hearing this, the woodcutter breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to help her. Bai Qingqing put her hands on his shoulders, almost leaning on him.
But before he had even taken two steps, Bai Qingqing had been brewing for a moment and suddenly gathered demonic energy in his palm. Before the man could react, his hand penetrated his chest, killing him instantly.
Bai Qingqing let go of her hand on his shoulder, and the woodcutter fell to the ground without closing his eyes.
Bai Qingqing just watched with cold eyes, raised her hand that penetrated the man's chest, and licked the blood stains on her hand. The moment the human blood entered her body, she felt unprecedented pleasure.
She knelt down and sucked the blood from the woodcutter on the ground. The unbearable and extreme pain in her body gradually eased until the corpse in front of her was gradually sucked dry.
Bai Qingqing stood up, feeling the demonic energy being gradually suppressed in her body, and her hatred for Yu Jiuxu secretly deepened. To put it bluntly, she took the initiative to approach the Immortal Sect, not entirely because of that person's explanation, but more because of Su. Immortal is the shell transformed by Su Luochen's nineteen years of cultivation...
It's quiet at night, in the guest room of the inn.
The three of them have been in a stalemate for half an hour. The night is cold, and Yu Jiuxu's heart is even colder. Su Luochen can meditate all day without moving, but she can't. She feels uncomfortable even if she doesn't move for a minute, let alone already It's been half an hour.
During this half hour, Su Luochen didn't speak. She only dared to sit properly. When she moved the most, she probably raised her eyes to look at him and lowered her eyes to look at the snacks on the table.
Xiaobai was sitting opposite. Although he still had his head lowered, he seemed to be no longer shaking as much as before.
In the past, when he transformed into a human form, he could only last for one stick of incense, and would be transformed back soon after his scales fell off, but this time he was fine for half an hour.
After thinking about it, he estimated that the only problem was Su Luochen's palm just now, but on second thought, he might be afraid that after Xiaobai changed back, she would refuse to admit it.
Are you kidding, is she, Yu Jiuxu, this kind of person?
It really is……
After waiting for a while, Yu Jiuxu couldn't wait any longer. She looked like she was sitting on pins and needles. After brewing for a long time, she mustered up her courage. At worst, she would be punished, which would be better than the torture she was suffering now.
"Well... that, Master?" She approached cautiously, her voice soft and without confidence.
Su Luochen was silent for a moment before slowly opening his eyes. When he met his deep and terrifying gaze, Yu Jiuxu changed his playful smile and immediately said seriously: "I was wrong."
Although I don’t know where I went wrong, if I admit my mistake first, I will never go wrong.
Su Luochen looked at her with a hint of consideration and insight in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he asked: "What's wrong?"
