When the female cultivator saw Nan Mingqi approaching, she flew over and lay at his feet, "Fellow Taoist, she killed my senior brother, please save me."
But Nan Mingqi's words to fellow Daoist Shen brought her back to reality. The two of them knew each other!
In this situation, is she bound to die?
"Fellow Taoist, she had the storage bags of the other two people in her hand. Only with the help of fellow Taoist, I killed her. I gave them to you together with my storage bag. I can make the inner demon oath!"
This Feng Ling is risking her life. Nothing is more important than her life. Without her storage bag, she will have to find a place to hide her and wait for the secret realm to be teleported out.
There are four storage bags in total, can he still be tempted?
"Do you know me?" Nan Mingqi asked her.
Hearing the coldness in his tone, Feng Ling's heart sank and she suddenly felt bad. However, her survival instinct prevented her from giving up, "Fellow Taoist, please believe me. Feng Ling of Qingyun City hereby makes an oath of inner demon..."
Nan Mingqi ignored what Feng Ling continued to say, but turned to ask Shen Qinglan, "Fellow Daoist Shen, do you need my help?"
Shen Qinglan, who had been standing silent the whole time, couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Nan Mingqi Gourd was selling, "No need."
Nan Ming nodded and took a few steps back, "Fellow Daoist Shen, please do."
It can be seen from his gestures that this invitation is to let her deal with Feng Ling as she pleases, and he does not intend to interfere.
Feng Ling was so anxious that she took out her storage bag and handed it to Shen Qinglan with both hands, "Fellow Taoist, please let me live!"
Shen Qinglan stared at her and spoke slowly, "I won't be able to do anything to you now that I've taken it. I'd better kill you before taking it."
If you really give your opponent a way to survive, it might one day leave you a dead end.
Nan Ming on the side raised his eyebrows. Nan Qing said that this fellow Daoist Shen was very powerful, but he didn't know if he was as strong as her tone. Previously, Fellow Daoist Shen should have been at the eleventh level of Qi refining. Is this a breakthrough?
Feng Ling knew that there was only one life-and-death battle today, so she naturally resorted to desperate measures, but ultimately ended in failure.
A moment later, Shen Qinglan ended Feng Ling's somewhat short life with a hammer, picked up the other party's storage bag, and lit the body on fire.
Good harvest today, three storage bags!
Turning around to look at Nan Mingqi, he was being stared at by Xiaolang, with no intention of taking action.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, you are a good spiritual pet."
"Aww, oww." Of course the little wolf knew that he was good, but he didn't lower his guard because of Nan Mingqi's praise.
Shen Qinglan is fighting, so it must keep an eye on this person to prevent a sneak attack.
"It does look good."
"Fellow Daoist Shen, are you heading south?"
"yes."
"Come with us?"
"good."
I thought to myself that this Nan clan brother and Nan Qing had completely different personalities. They were so deserted and quiet that they were not like Nan Qing.
It wasn't until the two of them talked about Nan Qing that the other party started talking more.
"I don't know what's going on with Nan Qing. I've been traveling south these past few days and met a lot of people, but there's no news about her. I hope she meets a fellow sect member."
How many days?
Shen Qinglan was heartbroken, but she still refrained from asking further questions.
Soon, the two discovered that there was a fight ahead. It was the disciples of Suxin Palace who were surrounding and killing other monks.
Shen Qinglan originally wanted to go over and have a look, but was stopped by Nan Mingqi, "Fellow Daoist Shen, it's better to find Nan Qing first."
He didn't want to run into people from Suxin Palace unless necessary.
There was no Li Xinru in that group, and Shen Qinglan wasn't very interested. She also wanted to find Nan Qing as soon as possible.
The two continued south.
Nanming saw that Xiaolang was always by their side, "Why don't you put the spirit beast into the spirit beast bag?"
"I haven't had time to prepare yet."
Although it is possible to contract with spiritual beasts in the later stages of Qi refining, most monks will consider this matter after building the foundation. After all, the stronger the strength, the more choices of spiritual beasts that can be contracted.
Nan Ming nodded from the beginning and threw something in his hand towards Shen Qinglan, "I got it a few days ago. If you don't need it, give it to fellow Taoist."
Shen Qinglan looked down and saw that it was a spirit beast bag.
Since he is Nan Qing's clan brother, he might still have contact with him in the future. It would be bad to be too polite. "Thank you, fellow Taoist Nan."
Nan Mingqi smiled and said, "It's better to keep the spiritual beasts away. It will be dangerous if you encounter a big demon."
Spirit beasts are weak in the early stage, and most people don't easily bring them out to meet others.
Unexpectedly, she just communicated with the little wolf and was immediately rejected. It refused to enter.
Shen Qinglan was in a dilemma this time. She was already given everything, so wouldn't it be rude to not use it?
Most of the monks are cubs, so they naturally listen to whatever their master says.
But now that the little wolf is so big and spoiled, how can he be willing to do so?
Shen Qinglan had no choice but to take the little wolf in with a thought in her mind. She would not listen to what she said, so she could only force him.
No matter how much Xiaolang protested, she was not going to let this guy out today.
Until nightfall, the two of them encountered two waves of monsters and a wave of monks.
The third-level monster was easily killed by the two of them working together. After two battles, both Shen Qinglan and Nan Mingqi were surprised by the opponent's strength.
Especially since Nan Mingqi, he and Shen Qinglan walked together with the intention of taking care of them.
Nan Qing had said that she was powerful, and he had seen it with his own eyes, but he still underestimated her strength.
Facing a powerful monster like a third-level one-horned mountain ox, the two of them could easily kill it, and Shen Qinglan took most of the credit.
The hammer with spiritual fire struck directly, breaking the monster's horn.
Without an offensive weapon like its horn, the cow would be mostly useless.
In the end, Nan Mingqi stabbed him through the neck with a sword. After struggling for a few breaths, he became completely motionless.
As for that wave of monks, there were three in total.
Originally, he was still eyeing the two of them, but he hesitated after seeing Shen Qinglan and Nan Mingqi's calm attitude.
In the end, the three of them hesitated for a while before giving up.
Looking at the direction they left, Shen Qinglan couldn't help but feel regretful.
If these people came to rob her, they should be able to kill her. Three storage bags divided between two people would be a good harvest.
But she and Nan Mingqi were not very familiar with each other, so she gave up in the end.
It would be nice if Nan Qing was here. The two of them had the same chemistry and knew what to do without any discussion.
Nan Qing would definitely take the initiative to take two steps back, looking like she was still holding on even though she was obviously weak, making others want to take advantage of her.
She had read this routine countless times in books in her previous life. Although the routine was old, it just needed to be useful.
It's a pity that the one beside her is Nan Mingqi, that's all, that's all, this wealth is not destined for her.
The two found a place to rest and prepare to set off again tomorrow.
Nan Mingqi threw out a sunstone and sat down against the tree.
"You should rest first and leave early tomorrow morning."
Does this mean you want to take care of her?
Shen Qinglan smiled and said, "It's still early, let's eat first."
"Didn't you eat today?"
Shen Qinglan:......
She forgot that a normal monk only eats one meal a day.
In the past few years, she and Nan Qing had become accustomed to eating three meals a day.
