Just as he was wielding the sword to restore his spiritual power, his whole body tensed up, and the spiritual power fluctuations in the girl's aura that he sensed disappeared, and when he noticed it again, he was already behind him.
Without hiding it, she turned her head and clasped her fists and shouted loudly to her senior. The girl narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "Thank you for detoxifying me, otherwise I would have been caught today and sold to a brothel somewhere."
Qian Jin and the other three also woke up and each called out to their seniors.
The girl stroked her sleeves, and the blood stains on her clothes turned into powder and were slowly blown away by the night wind. The two blood refiners, one accumulating energy and the other bone forging, should be practitioners from the nearby Wuyin City.
It was true that I was unconscious before, but that was only before I took Cheng Yun’s detoxifying pill. Later, I roughly understood that these four people were practicing cultivation, two warriors who fought, one who carried things, and one who was a doctor.
How can I thank you? The girl frowned, and her two small brows were squeezed together. Her skin was not smooth and clean like a girl of this age, and there was no down on it.
He seemed to have thought of something and clapped his hands. Although his spiritual power was severely lacking now, since these four people had saved him, he would be embarrassed to eat them to replenish his spiritual power.
He sighed with pity, yes, yes, this should be the kindness that the person mentioned, right? A little bit occasionally is okay.
"I have a bad appetite today, so I won't eat from you. It won't be the same next time. Thank you all. See you later!"
After saying that, he stepped on his toes and walked away in an instant. Chengyun lowered his head and thanked his senior, while his spiritual power continued to circulate in the palm holding the pink packet.
The four of them stood up slowly, their clothes wet with cold sweat. Qian Jin glanced at Fang Xunhua, who was confused and blaming himself, and Fang Xunshi, who was comforting his sister. He left the two of them alone and followed Cheng Yun to find a higher slope. Staring in the direction the girl left.
"It's a monster? Doesn't it feel like it?" Cheng Yun shook his head. The fluctuation of the girl's spiritual power was no different from that of ordinary humans. Qian Jin believed that Cheng Yun, who had been a doctor, could only be caused by the breathing method.
Cheng Yun was still staring over there, "The cultivation level is more than the fifth level of Xunyin, and it feels a bit like you."
Glad or regretful? Qian Jin couldn't tell the difference.
Looking at the focused Cheng Yun, there was no blame, anger, or parting ways as I had imagined before, but calm.
I felt sorry for this man who wanted to go to Sangling Country. I just wanted to take advantage of this incident to make the two siblings realize the world again. Instead, I almost killed four people. After all, I crossed the line.
After a while, he still couldn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power, so he didn't let go. He looked at Qian Jin with a lonely look and said, "That senior woke up long ago when he took the detoxification pill."
I talk about seniors on my lips, but think about bullshit seniors in my heart. When I get to Xunyin, I will chop you to death with a sword. Of course, I will chop to death the "seniors" who have not made a breakthrough.
Seeing that Qian Jin didn't want to understand anymore, it was the four of them who did it to prevent the girl from eating him, or whether he gave the elixir to save the four of them and made the cannibal girl feel kind.
Cheng Yun couldn't say much, so he called Xiao Qingniu, who had been guarding the two siblings before, ready to run away at any time.
He pulled a few handfuls on the ground and threw them to the little green cow. He looked innocently at the grass thrown by Cheng Yun. If I want to eat it, I need you to pull it to me. Of course, it is still delicious when eaten.
"Do you know it is Xunyin Ninth Realm or above?" Xiao Qingniu basically understood the division of realms in this world and nodded.
"Does this allow the four of us to run away?" Niubi took a deep breath. Regardless of the snot he brought out, he muttered that of course.
Cheng Yun placed the sword flat on his lap and closed his eyes.
He carefully recalled that when the girl appeared three or four feet behind him, she stood upside down with all the hair on her body, her spiritual power was running wildly, a trace of spiritual power and qi and blood flowed into the sword from her meridians, and then she quietly turned around.
Ma Zhen is a carpenter from a small village next to Liaohuo Pass. In addition to making wooden furniture, he also makes puppets and sells them in the city every few days.
The puppets are cute and cute, and they are sold out every time, which is also a big profit. The slightly dull single man feels that his life is quite promising.
There were many brothers in the family, but there was not enough food to eat. At the age of twelve, his parents sent him to learn the carpentry trade. If he had a craft, at least he would not go hungry.
When I was 20 years old, I wrote a letter to my family and wanted to go with my master to make a living elsewhere. I didn't receive a reply, probably because I was afraid that I would have to pay for my travel.
In fact, I've already borrowed it from the master. It's not much, only the price of five puppets.
I stopped thinking and thought that when I have a son in the future, I don’t need to go out to learn. I can teach him. If the craftsmanship is better than mine, I can even let the child move to the city, and I, the father, will have to pay for it.
As for myself, it would be nice to stay in the village with my wife.
I think too far, I am stupid, how can I please the girl who makes flower baskets in the village?
Every time I send a wooden basket to a girl's house, I always put my feet up to see if there is anyone else at home. If so, I can go in to drink a bowl of water and smell the flowers.
If not, put it at the door, knock on the door, and call Miss Jiang. When she heard a reply, she walked away quickly and hid behind a tree to look at Miss Jiang, who was frowning and smiling.
The wooden basket weaved by myself is really good. When Miss Jiang was carrying it, she smiled so beautifully. It would look even better if she put flowers on it.
Every time I go to the city to set up a stall to sell puppets, there is always a fortune teller who stands there and remembers the past and looks forward to the future instead of talking about the present.
A waist-high table was set up, with two piles of books on the left and right.
Every time a city girl with a scent of fragrance passed by, the short man would immediately lie down on the table, grab the girl's hand and touch it while muttering, "The side peak is full of white jade."
With a cry, the little man Meimei accepted him. He threw two copper coins into the sky and caught them again. He closed his left eye tightly and used his right eye to look into the hole held in his hand.
Either they yell at the wind and close the stall and run away. After a while, someone is holding a stick and angrily asking where the swindler and the swindler have gone.
Or you can be cool and take a hole-in-the-wall fan and wave it hard at your puppet, trying to see which way the puppet will fall.
From a distance, he saw four people standing on the side of the road to make way for them. The carpenter pulled out a file as high as a person from his back, flew up from the group of people, and struck one of the blood refining pinnacles directly.
After gathering nine points of strength, the middle-aged man vomited blood and retreated. The woman from the ninth realm of blood refining came with a sword. The monk who looked like a woman carrying a big box threw out the formation disk, and several copper coins flew towards him.
Using the file to push one after another, the female martial artist took advantage of the situation to retreat, the formation plate rotated, and the copper coins exploded, blocking her sight and the sense of blood and vitality of several people.
Suddenly I was hit by a punch in the lower back. Does the bone-forging martial artist want to hurt me?
His right hind leg felt cold, and he tightened his blood, using his flesh and blood to hold the weapon that pierced his thigh, and a burst of energy exploded in the lower back where he had been punched before.
His energy and blood stagnated, and the sharp weapon whirled around his thigh, injuring the pulse point on his right leg.
He swung his right arm backwards and missed. He caught the file with his left hand and swung it. The wind of the knife blew away the smoke. When he turned to look behind him, he sensed the three people escaping on horseback. He saw the bone-forging warrior riding a cow and running faster.
Including his right leg, this was the second time he was injured in this mission. The first time was better, after all, he was not at a disadvantage in the fight.
This time I followed the traces and was injured by a little bone-forging martial artist. I really should have torn the mouth of the short liar. Knowing that, there is never a day of good luck, crow's mouth.
Ignoring the liar who was sitting on the horse and was slightly shorter than he was standing, he sneered, took the pills handed to him by another person, stretched out his right leg and let others apply powder to bandage it.
Chewing pills in his mouth and despising the bone-forging martial artist, he caused serious damage to the meridians and acupuncture points of his right leg. This strange bone-forging was not included in the information.
Not because they were afraid of being held accountable, the two best trackers split up to pursue him.
Fortunately, he was in pretty good health, and the one who took action was just a forging bone with a sharp weapon in his hand. He used his energy and blood to protect his foundation, so that he would not be lame in the future.
This bone-forging warrior is really deadly. Don't you feel that your senior is not using his full strength? That sword is pretty good.
The dwarf liar jumped down from the black rhinoceros and rarely patted the carpenter on the head, so he had to touch him more when he couldn't get up.
"With the mask attached, he should be a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. He has two forged bones, but he is not very good at sword-wielding."
The carpenter slapped the dwarf to the ground and ignored the divination master who was clawing and scratching him. The sword he wielded was really not good, and his boxing skills were even worse. Otherwise, the meridians would be severed with just one thrust and there would be no chance of reconnecting them. He beat himself. That punch can bury hidden diseases.
Arriving at the place where the girl woke up before, the dwarf liar sniffed here and there like a dog, threw the copper coin into the sky, and cursed angrily:
"The poison has been detoxified! The stench left by the evil woman is much stronger!"
It doesn't matter if the carpenter lies on the black rhinoceros' back, as long as he catches the variable this time.
Although the dwarf liar was mentally prepared in advance, he was still upset that the evil woman ran away. However, there was a hint of continuity in the hexagram, and it could only be those four people if it was not his own work.
Cheng Yun was separated from the three of them. The moment Qian Jin was beaten, he slipped from under the strong man to behind him. From the corner of his eye, he saw that Qian Jin was fine, so he used a trace of Qi Liu.
Jianyi called it this way, then wrapped it with spiritual power, punched it into the enemy's body, and exploded when the energy flow dispersed it.
Taking advantage of the array disk and hidden weapon thrown by Fang Xunshi, he struck again with his sword. Unfortunately, the strong man was too thick-skinned, so he missed the target with his own swordsmanship. He had to stay a moment longer, take a gamble, and then retreat and mount the small sword. The green cow ran away.
He and Fang Xunhua were probably running in opposite directions, thinking of shaking off the tail behind and then going back around. Unfortunately, the little green bull's legs seemed to be no match for the tail behind?
The little green cow tried its best, its tongue was swaying outside, and its hooves were surrounded by green, but the distance between the two was still getting closer little by little.
Cheng Yun grabbed the little green bull's horns hard and cursed: "Didn't you say you can run? What should we do now?"
The little green bull ran with difficulty and was speechless. The sword behind his back trembled slightly, and a voice came out from his heart: "The man behind him should be walking the same path as the world. His foot power is twice as fast as that of ordinary Xunyin."
After some thought, he asked the little green ox to run slower, pinch the poison in his left hand, and hold the ox-mouthed sword in his right hand, ready to go.
But Xun Yin was hanging behind, and there was a short distance between them. He ran faster, and Xun Yin caught up with him, making the little green cow stop, so it stopped too. Could this be the style of senior Xunyin?
He knew that he was hanging himself up so that others could catch up, plus one of the three people chasing Fang Xunhua, a martial artist with at least a strong pulse, and three others, but he didn't know how many people came to find him.
The tail at the back suddenly accelerated. Chengyun did not run away, but turned around and ran towards Xunyin, with the little green cow circling the outside.
As he approached, a short man in dark gray clothes took out a short bow and shot two arrows at Cheng Yun and three arrows at the little green cow.
Cheng Yun dodged, and when he wanted to get closer, he swayed to the side instead of going to the other side. Instead, he turned to the little green cow, took up his bow and shot three more arrows at Cheng Yun.
After eating the little green bull, he was hit with blood from the corner of his mouth. He threw a formation disk in the sky. Cheng Yun and Xiao Qing Newton entered the formation at the same time.
He rubbed his back and felt that the formation was correct, so he rested cross-legged and waited for the others.
Before chasing a man and an ox, the short liar told himself that he didn't have to be reluctant. He would do a great job by catching this person and going back. He was the only short guy in the team who was close to the short liar.
It's absolutely okay to listen to what my good brother said, and I'm definitely not sympathetic. After all, I'm still half a head taller than the dwarf liar.
Cheng Yun walked around, and it should be those arrows, three on each side, his own two, and the two arrows that Xiao Xunyin should have thrown away when he came over. It seemed like a four-way trap?
Among the second-level talisman arrays, they are considered top-notch, especially the price.
Isn't it necessary to catch such a little forged bone like yourself, for the sake of the little green cow? But currently it has no use other than running faster.
What's the benefit of catching yourself alive? Cheng Yun took out his magic skills and stared at the ground in boredom, then wandered around again, touching the solid gray mist. He knew that he could not break the square formation even if he tried his best. He didn't know if using Qi Liu would be useful.
It's a pity that I can only push out a little bit at the moment. It must be wishful thinking to break through the second-level formation blessed by Xun Yin.
Isn't there a fake Xunyin named Xiao Qingniu? I haven't asked whether it will self-destruct.
