Huaifenghua lay on her back in Mu Qing's arms, stretching her fingers to her collar, "Do you still remember this?"
She gently put her fingers into her collar and pulled out a slender red rope. However, because the blood gradually became thicker, her hands lacked the strength to pull out the red rope.
Mu Qing hurriedly helped and saw a piece of jade pendant hanging together under the red rope.
Mu Qing's eyes were in a trance, remembering something.
The first time I met Huaifenghua was on the way to escape. At that time, he and Shaoyao were hiding in Mudleg Alley, and were later sold by human traffickers to Quan Mansion, which specializes in young orphans. On the way back to Hidden Valley, he escaped from the team with his sister, and ended up not far away. He was kicked out and almost beaten to death. At that time, he met Huaifenghua who came out to collect medicine by chance.
"At that time, I didn't want to provoke Hidden Valley, but then I saw this jade pendant around Shaoyao's neck."
Huaifenghua closed her eyes and recalled softly: "Later, I asked Shaoyao and I found out that you gave her the jade pendant."
Mu Qing frowned, remembering something that he had not noticed at that time.
It seems that Huaifenghua took refuge in Hidden Valley as the master of Wanhua Valley shortly after he and Shaoyao were sent back to Hidden Valley, and accepted Shaoyao as a close disciple.
It was also after Shaoyao became Huaifenghua's apprentice that the inner valley of Wanhua Valley, which no man had ever been able to enter, opened its door to him. Compared with those poor friends at the same time, he also had more, although there were only a few, but now he thinks of the beautiful days, You can take advantage of visiting your sister and resting in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley for a few more days.
"Do you blame me for telling you now?" Huaifenghua wanted to take off the jade pendant and give it to Mu Qing.
Mu Qing took the jade pendant and gently placed it on Huaifenghua's chest, and said in a deep voice: "It turns out that my teacher... my aunt has been taking care of me all along. How could I blame you?"
Huaifenghua had been paying attention to the fisherman's movements with her eyes, and sighed: "I heard from Chen Zhuo that you were promoted to the third level very quickly. I plan to tell you when you come back. As for what you are going to do next, it is to take revenge." Whatever you do, it’s your choice.”
"But you recklessly chose this time to come back." Huaifeng's eyebrows jumped, and a wisp of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and dripped into his collar.
"He is about to get rid of it completely. Don't worry about me. Go and save Shaoyao and the others."
"I want to save Shaoyao and the others, and I also want to save my aunt."
Mu Qing looked at the rumbling movement in the air, knowing that time was running out, but he did not dare to let go at all. Huaifenghua had already pushed him up with both hands, telling him to leave her alone.
Huaifenghua's strength at this time was nowhere compared to Mu Qing's. After several futile attempts, she simply closed her eyes and sighed gloomily: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have told you your life experience."
Mu Qing pursed his lips, and simply sat on the ground with his legs straightened, then let Huaifenghua's back rest lightly on his thighs, and pressed both hands on Huaifenghua's belly.
Huaifenghua opened her eyes and said anxiously: "What are you going to do?"
Mu Qing said softly: "Uncle, do you know how happy I was when you said you were my biological aunt? It turns out that I still have relatives in this world."
Now, how can you just die?
Mu Qing slowly tilted his neck back, his chest rose and fell violently and took a deep breath. In the blink of an eye, the blood on his body became darker.
Huaifenghua shook her head desperately, "No, if you do this, you will end up with the same fate as me."
In mid-air, the dazzling sword energy gradually dissipated, revealing the figure of the fisherman. He felt the fluctuation of the spiritual mist under his body that was not weaker than before. He cursed in his heart and quickly moved away.
On the ground, the thin mist slowly filled back up, and Mu Qing used Ten Thousand Poisons to Return to the Sect again.
The spiritual mist within three meters around him was used crazily on him. At this time, the blue color of blood mixed with true energy covered Mu Qing's whole body. Mu Qing endured the pain of splitting of his meridians and absorbed and transported the transformed energy. Mu Qing stopped when he felt that he would explode and die if he absorbed one more qi.
A few drops of blood dripped on his forehead. The corners of Huaifenghua's eyes were sparkling, and deep in his hazy eyes were suppressed deep worries and regrets, "I really shouldn't have said that."
"Uncle Master, I will deliver a large amount of pure Qi to you, and you try to move Zhou Tian to see if you can re-activate the Wanhua Heart Sutra."
Mu Qing's upper body swayed slightly, and his hands gently moved their position on Huai Fenghua's belly.
The next moment, the zhenqi on the surface of Mu Qing's body slowly returned to the body. The majestic zhenqi turned into a large amount of harmless pure energy and transported it into Huaifenghua's body according to the characteristic qi movement route.
Huaifenghua hummed, like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for many days and walked into a clear and sweet lake.
The warm and comfortable water washed her limbs and bones, repairing her damaged meridians and acupoints due to interference.
Huaifenghua suddenly let out a cry, turned her upper body over, lay on the ground and vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood. Her face showed a real look of death and decay.
Mu Qing was frightened and stopped quickly. Huaifeng Huaiqiang supported his body and smiled at him: "The Wanhua Heart Sutra can function now. Please recover on your own."
Sure enough, when Huaifenghua spoke, she looked very calm, and she gradually became more popular.
Mu Qing looked happy, and without any hesitation, he quickly sat cross-legged and meditated.
When Huaifenghua saw Mu Qing closing her eyes, her shoulders shrank, she quickly covered her mouth, her eyebrows knitted together in pain.
She didn't lie to Mu Qing, but she was barely able to function. Without external help, she couldn't recover by relying on her own healing skills.
Huaifenghua glanced at Mu Qing wistfully, picked up an iron sword from the ground not far away, and stood guard beside Mu Qing.
"Hmph!" A cold snort sounded, the night fog parted, and the fisherman's figure suddenly appeared ten feet away behind Mu Qing.
Without any hesitation, he rushed towards Mu Qing.
Huaifenghua was about to resist desperately when Mu Qing slapped the ground and stopped in front of her, "Leave it to me."
The fisherman punched Mu Qing in the head. Mu Qing stretched out his hands, folded his arms in half, supported his left wrist with his right palm and supported his right elbow with the back of his left hand, blocking the fisherman's fist in front of his face.
"Seeking death!" The fisherman laughed ferociously and punched Mu Qing hard on both arms.
Full of energy, Huaifenghua temporarily avoided the sharp edges of the two men.
Mu Qing did not plow out two foot-long traces on the ground this time, because when the fisherman hit him, he immediately turned his fists into claws and grabbed him tightly.
I saw the fisherman's steps slip, his waist sank, and the other arm swung behind him. Amidst the whistling of the wind, his thumb was sandwiched between his middle finger and ring finger and he clenched into a fist. His thumb was facing Mu Qing's temple, fiercely The ground was beaten out.
He really hated the young man in front of him who knew nothing about the world.
His sleeves had been wiped away by the previous sword energy, and the muscles in the fisherman's arms were bulging, threatening to make Mu Qing feel some of the splitting feeling in his head.
Mu Qing's sword energy soaring into the sky was indeed quite powerful, but what made the fisherman extremely fearful was the hot sword energy aimed at his spiritual embryo.
He had just been promoted to the early stage of Dao Extraordinary, and he knew that the realm was hard to come by, and he never dared to let the realm he had just obtained be unstable from the beginning, so he had no intention of resisting Mu Qing's sword energy just now.
But the sword energy had locked onto his qi machine, and he could only use the clumsiest method, consuming a lot of infuriating energy, and forcibly wearing away the sword energy bit by bit.
But even so, a lot of sword energy was eroded into his body.
At this time, the fisherman's eyes were getting redder and redder, and the evil energy was so strong that Mu Qing, who was only under his fist, felt full of heartstrings. The true energy sank crazily to his lumbar spine. He groaned in pain and forcibly fought for the fisherman's control. His upper body was in full swing. He wanted to lean back, and with a thought in his heart, he simply sat down on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the fisherman's fist grazed Mu Qing's scalp, and at the back of his head, a thin, cold sword light quickly passed by.
Mu Qing secretly thought that he was glad that several times like this were inexplicable warning signs, otherwise he might have died under the Yuchang Sword.
Mu Qing felt that it was probably due to the special intuition brought about by the formation of the spiritual fetus. He put one hand on the ground and immediately jumped to the side.
The fisherman's eyelids couldn't stop beating. He moved his eyes and looked at Mu Qing, who was standing still and ready to take the attack. The fisherman really couldn't understand why this young man could dodge the fish intestine sword without any fluctuation every time.
Mu Qing raised his hand to wipe the blood from his eyes, held up his dagger, and breathed in pain and satisfaction.
After forcibly using Ten Thousand Poisons twice to return to the sect, although many thumb-sized blood holes exploded in various places in Qian Sheng, the pain was excruciating, and he became a real bloody man, but at this moment, these acupoints are connected to the spiritual mist at any time, It feels really good to transform the spiritual mist for your own use at will.
Squinting at the fisherman who stopped not far away, Mu Qing became more and more confident in persisting.
"What? Stop fighting, don't you want to fight?" Mu Qing looked calm, but in fact, he was constantly calculating the time in his mind.
There is not much time left for the fisherman and the others, he only needs to hold on for another quarter of an hour.
"Did you break through?" The fisherman felt the much stronger aura from Mu Qing.
Mu Qing simply ignored the fisherman. Now he was happy to waste more time, his eyes kept wandering around him, trying to catch the traces of the Fish Gut Sword.
The impatience in the fisherman's heart grew stronger and stronger. He clearly knew this man's intention, but because his own realm was not yet stable, he was very afraid of Mu Qing's hot sword energy aimed at the Taoist soul.
The fisherman, who has never lacked experience in fighting enemies, knew that his momentum was going downhill. He narrowed his eyes slightly and no longer hesitated, and rushed towards Mu Qing again.
"Catch them!" The fisherman suddenly shouted in the distance as he punched Mu Qing.
Mu Qing took a moment to realize that the fisherman was really reminding Lei Dian to take action. His eyelids twitched, his heart became fierce, and he gritted his teeth and faced the fist.
The fisherman punched Mu Qing on the shoulder. He was secretly surprised and surprised when he suddenly felt something bad. His shoulder staggered and Mu Qing suppressed the blood in his throat and then took the initiative to reach out and grab the fisherman's shoulder.
Mu Qing raised his blood-blurred face and smiled at the fisherman. The fisherman's spine was numb and he wanted to break free. After Mu Qing took a deep breath, the spiritual mist around him surged crazily. A trace of fear appeared deep in the fisherman's eyes, without hesitation. He summoned the fish intestine sword and stabbed Mu Qing in the back of the heart.
Madness suddenly appeared in Mu Qing's eyes. He actually only moved half a step sideways, still holding the fisherman's shoulder, and at the same time holding the sword in his right hand, he stabbed the fisherman directly in the stomach.
"You're crazy! I'll help you!" In a life-and-death fight, the fisherman's eyes were blood red, and there was no more distracting thoughts in his heart.
Between the two of them, there was only swords stabbing each other.
