Inside the cave.
At this time, Zhou Botong's exposed skin was covered with dense wild bees, and even his face was covered with their figures, which made people feel cold all over. Those who have trypophobia may be scared to see this. About to scream.
But Zhou Botong himself acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and even groaned in comfort, causing the three Fawangs hiding in the grass outside the cave to look confused. For a moment, they couldn't tell whether he was laughing or screaming.
After a while, the swarm of bees gathered more and more. As a beginner in the art of controlling bees, Zhou Botong did not know when to stop. The jade bottle in his hand was still open.
In the end, I felt that it was not comfortable enough, so I simply stripped naked and let the wild bees prick me. I used my magical power to inhale the bee venom into the Dantian, and then let the true energy flow to all the major points in my body.
In about one meal, the small holes punctured by the wild bee tail needles were all over his body, and the spider venom was completely resolved. The pain became more and more painful if it was stung again, so he blurted out and shouted: "That's enough, that's enough! Sting it again." If you go down there, people will die!"
He was so frightened that he couldn't help waving his limbs and jumping up and down: "Oh! It hurts me to death! It hurts me to death!"
Reaching out his hand to wipe the swarm of bees on his face, Zhou Botong rushed out of the cave, with swarms of wild bees hanging on his body, following him all the way.
In the bushes not far outside the cave, the three Fa Wangs with the cat behind them suddenly saw a black shadow quickly flashing out of the cave entrance, and they couldn't help shouting in surprise: "Zhou Botong!!"
As they spoke, the three of them straightened their upper bodies and were about to go forward, but as soon as the Dharma King stepped out with his left foot, his face changed drastically the next second, turning as white as snowflakes. He paused for a moment, then turned around and ran away.
"His Holiness, what's wrong? Three against one, why are you afraid of him? Why are you running?"
Xiaoxiangzi and Nimoxing behind him didn't know what was going on, so they turned their heads and glanced at the Dharma King who jumped as fast as a rabbit.
Immediately, they heard a loud "buzzing" sound in their ears, and the two of them immediately turned their heads stiffly, and saw that Zhou Botong, half of his face covered with wild bees, had already jumped in front of them, and exposed his face to them. Weird smile.
A burst of cold air suddenly reached the tail vertebrae and rushed straight to the Tianling Cap. The two of them were so frightened that the hair on their bodies stood up. They all followed the Dharma King's footsteps and ran away in embarrassment: "Don't come here!"
At this moment, the Mongolian heroes only hated their parents for missing one of their legs. One of them dragged the other and they fled down the mountain desperately.
"Hey! Don't leave! Help me, help me! It hurts me so much!" Seeing the three of them running away, the old naughty boy ran down the hill and chased after them as if he had seen a savior.
However, he had trapped himself in a cocoon, trying to feel comfortable for a moment, but he unexpectedly attracted a huge number of wild bees without stopping. After the spider venom disappeared, he was infected with bee venom again.
Just as the saying goes that when disaster strikes, they all fly away. At this time, the figure of the Dharma King was nowhere to be seen. He had fled to nowhere. Even Xiaoxiangzi and Nimoxing also split into two groups in the mountains and "went their separate ways."
Only the old naughty boy was left dancing and dancing on the mountain path, sometimes rolling and sometimes jumping. Seeing that the three of them were missing, the old naughty boy no longer thought about it and jumped down the mountain. By this time, the bee venom had already entered his body. , the movements inevitably became a little slow, more and more wild bees caught up with him, and then climbed up and covered his naked body.
"Am I going to die from this?!"
Seeing that he could never get rid of the thousands of swarms behind him, Zhou Botong smiled helplessly.
Wherever he looked, he suddenly saw the jade bottle in his hand, and his heart trembled: "Yes, I am so stupid, but I forgot to seal the jade bottle! No wonder they have been chasing me desperately!"
He immediately stretched out his hand and groped around, but where was the trace of the bottle cap at this moment? He had already stripped naked, and the bottle cap had been thrown into nowhere by him.
I don’t know whether it was because he was in a hurry or something, but the old naughty boy suddenly raised his head and drank a few mouthfuls of the Yufeng juice. I don’t know if it was his imagination, but he found that after drinking the Yufeng syrup, his body functions began to gradually recover. Then he remembered that Xiao Longnu had told him that Jade Peak Jelly was the antidote to bee venom back in the Sword Tomb, but at that moment he was only thinking about other things, and his mind was not on this at all. Because I didn't pay attention to it, I also forgot such an important thing.
Now he was so surprised that he hurriedly climbed over the hill. Suddenly he saw a small stream running across the mountain stream. He was really happier than seeing his own mother, so he plunged into the water.
With a pop, Zhou Botong sank to the bottom of the water. Under the impact of the water flow, all the wild bees on his body were immediately wiped out. There were also lonely wild bees that gradually fell into coma and floated to the surface in the water that lacked oxygen.
Worried that there were still swarms of bees waiting around, Zhou Botong used the Turtle Breathing Skill to swim downstream quickly.
On the official road twenty miles outside the Mongolian camp, Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying were running towards her lifelessly. At this time, there was a figure hanging far behind them, running towards her at a slow speed.
"Cousin, what should we do? That Zhao Zhijing is coming very menacingly, and it will be difficult for us to escape if he catches up."
Lu Wushuang said anxiously while looking behind him.
Cheng Ying, who was dressed in green clothes, did not look back, and her face was extremely pale: "Cousin, don't look back, we are not far from Zhongnan Mountain, we still have a chance!"
These words were actually just to comfort Lu Wushuang. With her speed, it was only a matter of time before Zhao Zhijing caught up with her.
Seeing Lu Wushuang nodding, Cheng Ying stopped talking and just hurried away with her cousin. She was thinking that if Zhao Zhijing caught up with her, she would drag Zhao Zhijing to let her cousin escape even if she risked her life.
He is already ready to sacrifice himself to fulfill his cousin.
"Hehehehe, do you think you can still escape? You two disrespectful traitors, I will clean up the house today!" Zhao Zhijing had already unsheathed the sword in his hand and was looking at him with a ferocious expression. The two women running in front laughed wildly.
"Zhao Zhijing! You colluded with outsiders to kill the elders of the same sect! You have committed a serious crime according to the sect! Do you think you can survive?! I will go up the mountain to report to Master Qiu's uncle and see if he can get around you?!" Although Lu Wushuang was panicking, But he still had a tough mouth.
"Hmph! You two bastards! Do you think you can still go up the mountain? Master Qiu, you will definitely not be able to see each other. Today I will skin you and cramp you! I will make you live and die!" Zhao Zhijing stared at him with hatred. Looking at the former, he spoke viciously.
He is a petty person, and he must retaliate for his unruliness. Lu Wushuang said that it would cost him his life, so there was no way he would let her go, and he might definitely kill her with his sword today.
But seeing the three people rushing forward and backward on the official road, they had already rushed seven or eight miles away in a short time. Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying did not dare to take the small road at all, and only dared to walk towards the broad road, because if they were lucky, they would still be alive. You will meet fellow disciples or escorts, and you may have a way to survive if you ask for help, but if you want to run on a remote path, you can only wait to be killed.
But even so, Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying had little skill after all, and they were already sweating profusely and panting from exhaustion after only running twenty or thirty miles.
Cheng Ying knew that he couldn't continue any longer, as no one could escape. When he turned around a mountain col, he pushed Lu Wushuang forward: "Cousin, you go first! Go up the mountain quickly and ask for help. I'll hold him back!" "
After saying that, he ignored Lu Wushuang's surprised look and resolutely drew his sword and turned around to meet Zhao Zhijing, who was pursuing him.
"Hahahaha, what? Aren't you running away?" Zhao Zhijing laughed proudly when he saw Cheng Ying turning around and running towards him with his sword in hand.
Cheng Ying did not argue with him, she raised her sword and struck without saying a word, but Zhao Zhijing easily dodged it sideways and said disdainfully: "Huh! I'm the one who judged your ability. You don't know how much you weigh? You are just a master of the axe!"
Zhao Zhijing was the examiner in every competition held by the Quanzhen Sect, so he was clearly aware of their strength.
"Cousin!!" Seeing that Cheng Ying and Zhao Zhijing were already fighting, Lu Wushuang turned around and walked away.
But Cheng Ying stopped him: "Stop! If you don't want me to die, go up the mountain and ask for help!"
But at this moment, Cheng Ying's hair was disheveled, and a few strands of hair in front of his forehead were stuck to his sweaty forehead, looking a little embarrassed.
Seeing that her usually quiet cousin would shout loudly, Lu Wushuang was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Zhao Zhijing looked at this and that, raised his sword and walked towards Lu Wushuang: "Leave? Can you escape? You will all die!"
He was about to take action when he said that, but suddenly a green robe flashed in front of his eyes. Seeing this, Zhao Zhijing snorted disdainfully: "Huh, I don't know whether to live or die."
With a "ding" sound, he raised his sword and blocked the sweeping sword edge. Zhao Zhijing stepped forward with his left foot, pressed down on the wrist of his right hand, and moved the green edge in his hand toward Cheng Ying's shoulder. With a swish sound, his clothes were ripped open to reveal his white and tender skin. He brought out a piece of blood, but found that Cheng Ying's left shoulder had been opened by Zhao Zhijing's sword, and the wound was to the bone.
"cousin!!"
Lu Wushuang's eyes were about to burst.
"Come on! How long will you continue to be willful!?"
Cheng Ying looked like a madman and didn't even look at the injury on his shoulder. He raised his sword and rushed towards Zhao Zhijing.
Zhao Zhijing dodged Cheng Ying's sword moves one by one, dodging left and right like a cat playing with a mouse.
Lu Wushuang looked at her desperate cousin, her eyes instantly turned red, and she choked with sobs: "Cousin! Hold on! I'll go up the mountain to ask for help!"
As he spoke, he turned around with tears in his eyes and ran towards the mountain.
"I want to run away!" Seeing that Lu Wushuang was about to escape, Zhao Zhijing gathered his energy and jumped forward, stabbing Lu Wushuang straight into the back of his heart with his sword.
"laugh!"
There was a sound of piercing the flesh, but the target was not Lu Wushuang, but Cheng Ying who was blocking her in front of him. However, she saw that her right chest was pierced by a long sword, and the green clothes on her body were like plum blossoms.
Blood dripped from the corner of Cheng Ying's mouth, and she held the sword blade that passed through her chest with one hand. She held on tightly. Drops of blood dripped down her palm. Zhao Zhijing was unable to withdraw the sword for a moment. He was horrified and said angrily: "Let go!"
Shaking her head, Cheng Ying looked at Zhao Zhijing resolutely, and finally threw away the weapon in her hand, held the edge of Zhao Zhijing's sword with both hands, and said: "Cousin! Don't look back! Let's go!"
Lu Wushuang obeyed and did not look back. His face was already covered with tears. He lowered his head and ran up the mountain in a muffled voice.
Seeing Lu Wushuang's figure disappearing around the corner, Zhao Zhijing was shocked and angry, and immediately kicked Cheng Ying hard in the heart: "You bitch!"
With a 'bang' sound, Cheng Ying rolled back with his sword in hand. When he raised his upper body again, his eyes were already distracted.
"Cough cough cough" A large amount of blood will be spit out from the mouth every time he coughs.
"You deserve to die!" Zhao Zhijing walked up to Cheng Ying with an expressionless face and raised his palm to kill her.
"Hahahahaha"
Just as Zhao Zhijing was about to slap his palm down, a shocking laughter suddenly rang out in the forest. Zhao Zhijing felt dizzy and temporarily deafened in his ears. He covered his head and shook his head desperately.
"Up until the death of King Chongyang, the Quanzhen Sect was really worse than the previous generation."
(End of chapter)
