Not far away, the giant spirit cannon mounted on the carriage made a loud noise.
Chang Sheng could feel the heaven and earth shaking as a red meteor slowly rose and flew straight towards Dacheng Village.
Changsheng knew that the entire village would be wiped out by the giant spirit cannon, but now he couldn't care less about it. Changsheng activated the protective magic circle on his body and rolled and crawled to the river, "Little Moss!"
The black water in the river rolled, and Wang Xiaomo's white skirt could no longer be seen.
Changsheng jumped into the river without hesitation, and finally found Wang Xiaotai who was riddled with resentment in the middle of the river.
Her face was pale, her eyes were closed, and countless black resentments clung to her body, tightening her body like a python, making it difficult to breathe.
Those pale faces were somehow able to pierce the protective array on Wang Xiaotai's body.
They opened their fangs and bit Wang Xiaomo's body hard, causing blood stains to spread.
Chang Sheng saw some people with Wang Xiao Tai’s flesh and blood in their mouths!
The white dress was slowly dyed red in the water.
Changsheng activated the spiritual power in his body, held the Shuanghua Sword in his mouth, opened his hands, and swam towards Wang Xiaotai with all his strength.
A ray of red light fell from the sky and landed on Dacheng Village. In an instant, the river water evaporated, and everything in Dacheng Village was turned into powder under the giant spirit cannon.
Wang Xiaotai suddenly opened her eyes in Changsheng's arms. Her eyes were dull, as if her breathing had stopped, and her face was as pale as paper.
After a while, Chang Sheng realized something was wrong. She was really not breathing.
"Xiao Moss?"
Wang Xiaotai stared at Changsheng with wide eyes.
Changsheng hugged her, patted her back, comforted her, and comforted her, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, be good, it's okay..."
The air flow passed through the vocal cords, and Wang Xiaotai let out a long groan weakly, and finally began to inhale normally.
She breathed heavily, and her eyes gradually filled with tears.
Without waiting for Changsheng to say anything, Wang Xiaotai cried in pain in Changsheng's arms. The veins on her neck popped out and she wailed, "It hurts! Sister Changsheng, it hurts me so much!"
pain?
Changsheng hurriedly checked Wang Xiaotao's condition and found that under the power of the giant spirit cannon, there were actually two or three resentful spirits that had slipped through the net and were biting the flesh and blood of Wang Xiaotao's leg and refused to let go.
Wang Xiaomo's dress had already been dyed red when she was rescued from the river, so Changsheng didn't notice the existence of these resentful spirits.
These resentful spirits seemed to have lost consciousness and activity, but they still did not relax in their mouths. Their fangs were stuck in Wang Xiaotui's flesh and blood. Chang Sheng tried hard to pull them out, but he could not pull them out no matter what.
"I don't want to die, Immortal, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
She felt like the blood in her body was constantly draining, and the overwhelming pain overwhelmed her whole body.
Wang Xiaotai stretched out her arms and hugged Chang Sheng tightly, trembling in her arms. She could no longer bear the pain. She picked up the Shuanghua sword that Chang Sheng had put aside, gritted her teeth, swung the sword hard, and cut it off with her own hands. Those flesh and blood bitten by resentful spirits!
She was so cruel to herself that this sword cut almost cut off most of her leg muscles.
Changsheng immediately pressed his hand on Wang Xiaotai's exposed wound, activated his spiritual power, white light flashed, and the effect was immediate. Wang Xiaotai's bleeding stopped immediately, and his skin and flesh slowly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Feeling the warmth from Changsheng's hand, Wang Xiaotai turned pale and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The dazzling sun hung on the towering hills in the distance, illuminating Changsheng's face orange and bright.
Wang Xiaotai looked at Changsheng's face and murmured, "Changsheng, do you think I'm useless?"
"In those story books, when the protagonist encounters such a situation, he can kill everyone and become famous. How can he be as embarrassed as me..."
"There is no book where the protagonist is afraid of pain."
"Where do I get the confidence to think I can do these things?"
It's this feeling of powerlessness again.
Everything was obviously getting better. She brought talismans that were enough to cope with any situation, put on beautiful clothes that she had never worn before, and came here in a horse-drawn carriage. She even confidently achieved immortality.
Although Changsheng was her immortal companion, the priest, she still sent her away.
She didn't know what she was thinking when she led Changsheng to the ancestral hall.
She felt that she had become stronger and different from before. She felt that she had power.
As if by mistake, she asked Changsheng to go to the ancestral hall and tell her that someone was calling her there, and then she faced the resentful spirit in the river alone.
As soon as the protagonists in those story books appear, no matter how difficult the situation is, they can handle it at their fingertips.
There is no evil spirit in this world that the protagonist cannot get rid of, and there is no obstacle that they cannot overcome. They can do the best to deal with such disasters.
Wang Xiaotai couldn't help but think of Wang Fuyao, who was born with immortal bones.
She thought that if she got the name Fuyao, she would have the same fate as Fuyao.
If it were her, she would be able to get through this disaster smoothly, right?
She can definitely save all the wronged souls and purify evil spirits, and she can also figure out the whole story.
Unlike me, not only was I stupid enough to be dragged into the river by the evil spirits, but I didn't even enter the gate of the Zhou Ancestral Hall, which looked very strange at first sight.
She didn't even know whether the voice calling her was a human or a ghost.
And they couldn't even touch the shadow of the red-clothed ghost who made them come all the way.
If he were the protagonist, he wouldn't be such a waste, right?
It's ridiculous. He stole Fuyao's name, but he couldn't steal her life.
Hearing Wang Xiaotai's breathing slow down, Changsheng also relaxed the strength on his hand. Seeing that her injuries had been treated and no longer bleeding, Changsheng withdrew his hand.
The remaining injuries will have to wait until we return for further treatment.
"Don't think too much, Xiaomo, you are just a mortal now. In the future, you will be fine. We will grow up slowly."
"This is how everyone got here, so don't underestimate yourself."
"Try and see if you can stand up now. Let's go back."
Chang Sheng helped Wang Xiao Tai stand up. The flesh and blood wounds on Wang Xiao Tai's body had basically recovered, but she still felt that the resentful spirits were still biting her flesh and blood, and she couldn't help but bared her teeth.
Changsheng saw that the white dress she had carefully prepared had become tattered and stained with blood, and now she had no clothes at hand to change.
Changsheng held the Shuanghua Sword and cut open Wang Xiaotai's girdle which was so tight that it was difficult to breathe. At least he could feel more comfortable.
The look of a fairy concubine before instantly turned into a beggar begging on the street, even more embarrassed than a beggar.
As the sun set, the two of them helped each other back to the carriage.
Changsheng looked at Wang Xiaotai who was concentrating with her eyes closed, and found that he still liked the way she smiled coquettishly and held his arms coquettishly.
The little girl who could jump around in the sun was completely different from the pale and gloomy Wang Xiaotai now.
But when Wang Xiaotai discovered that Changsheng was looking at her, she opened her eyes, and after she and Changsheng looked at each other, she suddenly grinned, "Why does sister Changsheng keep looking at me?"
"Having been here in Dacheng Village for a long time, have I lost a lot of weight?"
She seems to have forgotten how embarrassed she was in Dacheng Village just now, and when she smiles, she has the unique coquettishness and innocence of a girl. This little girl seems to have two extremes.
Perhaps because she has experienced extremes, no matter how harsh or even terrifying the environment is, she will adapt to it in the shortest possible time.
"Sister Changsheng, do you think I am not suitable for taking the path of breaking all laws with one sword?"
"The sword breaks the enemy's intestines. Of course everyone likes such invincible stories, but I... am really not a person who knows martial arts."
"This path is obviously not suitable for me."
"A mere Dacheng Village has made me lose so much meat, not to mention other things. Besides using a sword to exorcise evil spirits, is there any other way to gain the power of faith?"
