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In the vast North Sea, on an uninhabited desert island, Yu Wenlei sat cross-legged on the ground. In front of him sat the seriously injured Qi Muxian. He put his hands on Qi Muxian's back and channeled his spiritual power.
"No, it doesn't work!"
Yu Wenlei frowned deeply. Qi Muxian was in very bad condition. His face began to turn black and he was still unconscious. This was obviously caused by the spread of demonic energy. With Feng Yun's attainments in demonic power, he knew very well that ordinary methods of healing would not work at all.
"It seems that we can only use extraordinary means..."
Yu Wenlei took a deep breath. He had a way to deal with the demonic power, but using it on a woman like Qi Muxian would inevitably feel a bit unnatural.
"Miss Qi, I'm offended!"
It's important to save lives, Yu Wenlei can't take care of that much.
Immediately, he pushed with the wind of his palm, causing the unconscious Qi Muxian's long hair to float, and he sat on the ground and turned around, so that the two faced each other.
"The skill of the furnace, Zhousu!"
Yu Wenlei reached out with one hand, and a phantom of a furnace covered with primitive textures condensed from his palm. As soon as this small phantom of the furnace appeared, Qi Muxian's expression changed.
The phantom of the furnace slowly rotated, and the demonic power that had been driven into Qi Muxian's body was pulled out bit by bit.
However, Qi Muxian was hit hard by the demon spirit on the chest, and all the magic energy was stagnated in the chest. When Yu Wenlei took action, Qi Muxian, who was in a coma, could not resist the powerful suction force of the furnace skill.
With this kind of healing, all the clothes on Qi Muxian's upper body would be ripped off.
Buzz…
The black energy was pulled out bit by bit and purified by the furnace of heaven and earth. Qi Muxian couldn't help but let out a weak murmur, and her complexion gradually improved.
However, a suffocating perfect body was looming, and between Qi Muxian's proud breasts, the trace of black energy was getting lighter.
Yu Wenlei immediately closed his eyes and secretly thought that he was guilty!
After all, he was only twenty-two years old, at the age when he was in full swing. Even with his concentration, he still felt dry in his mouth and an evil fire inexplicably arose in his body despite the seductive scene just now.
call!
Yu Wenlei suppressed himself and concentrated on activating the furnace skill to heal Qi Muxian's injuries.
"Um……"
Suddenly, Qi Muxian woke up from her coma and barely raised her eyelids. She saw a strange shadow of a small furnace in front of her. Looking at Yu Wen Lei, it turned out that Yu Wen Lei was healing her.
She breathed a sigh of relief and tried to close her eyes again.
But at this time, he actually saw an unsightly scene. His upper body was naked, naked, right in front of a man!
"Asshole...bastard!"
Qi Muxian gritted her teeth, her pretty face flushed, and her eyes widened with anger. She wanted to attack Yu Wenlei, and even had murderous intentions. But her whole body was weak, and she was still controlled by Yu Wenlei's spiritual power, unable to move at all.
"Asshole! Let me go, let me go...I'm going to kill you!"
"Don't be distracted! Concentrate and get rid of distracting thoughts!"
Yu Wenlei's spiritual guidance voice shocked Qi Muxian's Niwan Palace and restrained her anger.
Qi Muxian was stunned for a moment, the Niwan Palace was buzzing, but there was still strong malice in his eyes, as if he wanted to cut Yu Wenlei into pieces with a thousand knives.
"suck!"
Yu Wenlei's handprint changed, and the phantom of the furnace spun faster. Then, Qi Muxian's chest finally recovered, and the demonic energy was extracted.
After doing this, Yu Wenlei immediately stood up and turned around wisely.
After the demonic power was eliminated, Qi Muxian was still very weak, but her strength recovered by several percent. She took out a set of clothes from the space ring and dressed up again.
"You bastard prodigal son, I'll kill you!"
Qi Muxian didn't thank Yu Wenlei for saving him at all. Instead, he hit Yu Wenlei on the back with a fierce palm.
"Ahem..."
Yu Wenlei did not dodge. He suffered the palm and fell to the ground, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, he was strong and thick-skinned, so he got up again.
"Miss Qi, I am just healing your injuries. The situation is critical and I have to do it as a last resort..."
"you!"
Qi Muxian did not expect that Yu Wenlei would not hide and stopped with the second palm. Of course she knew that Yu Wenlei was healing her injuries, and it seemed that he had his eyes closed.
"Asshole, who asked you to save me! My master will be here soon. He is the master of the Beidou Pavilion. Why can't the powerful Ling Sect save me? I want you to do something unnecessary!"
"Uh...this, I don't understand this..."
Yu Wenlei spread his hands. According to this, the incarnation of spiritual power can still sense the deity. He really didn't know this method. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and put on an innocent look.
"You! Did you keep your eyes closed just now?"
Qi Muxian was ignorant of Yu Wenlei's thoughts, and his murderous intention retreated slightly.
"right!"
"Then you didn't see anything?"
"Uh...this...I..."
"Asshole, Yuwen Lei! I'm going to kill you!"
How could Qi Muxian, who was so hesitant and hesitant, not understand that she was dragging her injured body while still trying to use her spiritual power.
Yu Wenlei complained endlessly. He accidentally saw Qi Muxian's body, but the crime should not lead to death!
This time, Yu Wenlei also activated his spiritual power and prepared to defend. He still had to remain useful and do many things. How could he die here in a daze?
Suddenly, Yu Wenlei faintly noticed something strange happening around him. He squinted over and saw a genial old man appearing a hundred feet away.
The old man was wearing long black clothes, and there was no breath coming out of his body. And his appearance is exactly that of the powerful man who was the incarnation of spiritual power before!
This is the true deity of Ling Sect, the master of Beidou Pavilion!
"Boy, meet your senior!"
Yu Wenlei did not dare to neglect and bowed to salute. His attitude was quite sincere, because in front of him was a super strong man who had entered the Ling Sect. He sincerely admired people who could cultivate to such a state.
"There is no need to salute, you are really a formidable young man. This disciple of mine should temper your pride this time! Little guy, what is your relationship with the Midland Peng Sect?"
"Uh, Ming...Ming Peng Sect?"
Yu Wenlei was shocked. This was the first time he encountered someone asking this question.
"You don't have to be nervous. The incarnation of my spiritual power saw that the magical power, movement and martial arts you performed must be the martial arts of the Mingpeng Sect in the Mid-Continent, right?"
"That's...yes, but the boy has nothing to do with the Ming Peng Sect."
Yu Wenlei's thoughts changed quickly, but he still admitted it. This old man really has good eyesight. As a strong man from the Ling Sect, this old man will not be unknown even in the Central Continent.
The fact is that Old Man Tu Feng has many connections in the Central Continent and is somewhat famous.
"I see, that's weird!"
Old Man Tu Feng didn't say much.
When Qi Muxian saw the old man, she dissipated the spiritual power in her hands, but she was still secretly angry. When she gradually calmed down, she lost her murderous intention towards Yu Wenlei, but she still wanted to give him a hard lesson to vent her anger.
"Disciple has met Master!"
"Go back with Master."
The spiritual power of old man Tu Feng took Qi Muxian and left the desert island.
The two figures reached high in the sky. Qi Muxian looked back and felt uncomfortable.
call……
Yu Wenlei was relieved. Fortunately, this senior from Beidou Pavilion didn't argue with him. And Qi Muxian, I hope I can put this matter aside and not hold any resentment in my heart.
"What a crime!"
Yuwen Lei slapped himself in the mouth. In his heart, there will always be only one place for Senior Sister Ziyuan.
And every time he thought of Senior Sister Ziyuan and Hong Ling, he felt so weak again!
"Practice! Become stronger!"
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