Wang Fuyao fled through the layers of woods in Shiwanda Mountain.
The sleeves of his plain shirt fluttered slightly in the breeze, and his body movements were indescribably magical, just like a thin piece of snow flying in the woods.
This is an escape that has no end and no end.
All Wang Fuyao could do was run away.
Forward, forward, all the way forward, not knowing the end, but still moving forward.
"Jiu Tuan, don't be afraid."
"I will find a road wide enough for the two of us to walk on, and we will go home together."
"That's the end of our bad stuff."
Li Jiutuan, who was being carried on his back, had been sleeping for a long time, and Wang Fuyao didn't know what he had been through. He seemed to be in a deep nightmare, and sometimes he would talk in his sleep without knowing why.
The dreams were full of unheard names.
His spirits were getting worse.
But she didn't dare to rest.
There is no place to sleep in this world.
Wang Fuyao put Li Jiutuan on the ground, carefully held his head against the tree trunk, sat down next to him, took out a small jade bottle, and drank the liquid inside.
After confirming that there was no medicinal liquid in the small jade bottle, Wang Fuyao summoned water out of thin air, condensed a small stream of water, introduced the water into the small jade bottle to wash away the remaining medicinal liquid, and then poured the diluted medicinal liquid into his mouth again.
After going back and forth three times, Wang Fuyao threw the small jade bottle aside.
Breathing slowly to calm down the meridians that were almost dry due to the surge of spiritual energy, Wang Fuyao closed his legs and meditated on the spot.
It seems to be summer, the cicadas are chirping in the scorching noon sun, and the birds are hiding in their homes to enjoy the cool air.
People are mourning in the woods.
Wang Fuyao opened Li Jiutuan's lips and teeth, and poured a bottle of light red liquid into his mouth. Worrying about the liquid leaking out, Wang Fuyao immediately closed Li Jiutuan's chin and raised his head slightly, Let these life-saving liquids flow down his esophagus.
The next operation is exactly the same. Use the water condensed by spiritual power to wash the inner wall of the small jade bottle, drink it all in one gulp, and throw it aside.
She counted the small jade bottles in the storage bag, and then closed the storage bag tightly. There were only three and a half bottles of medicinal solution left in the small jade bottles. All the other elixirs on her body had been used up, and she had already been able to save them before. Save, don’t use it if you can.
But I still can't bear such consumption.
Leaning against the tree, Wang Fuyao couldn't remember how long she could run away like this. She no longer dared to raise her head to look at the clouds in the sky.
Lord in the clouds, Lord in the clouds.
All the clouds in the sky and the earth are his eyes and extensions.
She could only carry Li Jiutuan around in the shadows without clouds.
The wind is still so gentle, the sun is still so hot, and the cicadas are still so noisy.
Nothing changes.
But Wang Fuyao pulled out the Heaven-Destroying Sword and jumped up from the ground, holding Li Jiutuan behind him.
The Heaven-Destroying Sword screamed with a dragon's roar, and suddenly came out of its sheath. The sword's light was cold and sharp, and it was thirsty for blood.
There was no spiritual fluctuation between heaven and earth, but she still felt the danger instinctively. The danger of being targeted to death by a beast made the blood in her body that had just cooled down tremble and burn.
Wang Fuyao gritted her teeth and didn't say a word. She just wanted to make a gesture and escape, but she didn't know when this world had been sealed off. No one could escape from this imprisoned world.
The dragnet had been opened before she knew it.
When exactly?
Is it when you take medicine?
Or when you put down Li Jiutuan?
Wang Fuyao had no time to think about when he made the mistake and ignored the changes in the surrounding environment.
She held a sword in one hand and kneaded the secret in the other.
This will be another fierce battle.
The moment she pulled out the Heaven-Destroying Sword, the chirping of cicadas in the Hundred Thousand Mountains suddenly stopped.
On a tree trunk not far away, a mantis was waving a sickle and quietly approached the resting cicada. .
The slow cicada was unaware and lay motionless on the tree trunk with no intention of escaping.
So the next moment he was held down by the mantis, and the two reptiles were entangled together, which was very fierce.
In the end, the mantis's sickle pierced the cicada's abdomen. The cicada struggled wildly and emitted a shrill scream. The chirping of insects gradually became intermittent until finally, the ignorant cicada finally silenced, its limbs became stiff, and it never stopped. Not moving anymore.
The mantis became the winner. It stepped on the cicada's body and was happily preparing to feast. A bird fell from the sky and pecked off the mantis's head with just one click...
The bird spread its wings while holding the body of the mantis in its mouth, but hit the transparent and colorless barrier, fainted, and fell to the ground.
A pair of plain white cloth shoes with dark patterns stepped on the grass, past the bird that was still holding the body of the mantis, and came to her from the depths of the woods.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Seeing the person coming, Wang Fuyao put down his sword and pursed his lips, "Long time no see."
"Are you going to confront me with swords?" Wang Xiaotai said with a smile, "Are you going to use the sword I gave you?"
Wang Fuyao subconsciously lowered the tip of the sword lower, but did not put the sword back into the scabbard.
Wang Fuyao watched Wang Xiaotai approach step by step and whispered, "That's enough."
Wang Xiaotai turned a deaf ear and continued to approach Wang Fuyao and Li Jiutuan step by step.
"enough!"
Wang Fuyao drew the Heaven-Destroying Sword in front of him, and the sword energy swept across, creating a deep ravine on the ground.
They all looked down at the ravine that lay in front of them.
It's like looking at the past that can never be returned to.
"Besides me, do you have anyone else to rely on?"
Wang Xiaotai suddenly raised her head, "If I hadn't helped you stop the chasing gods, do you think you could have escaped all the way to Shiwan Mountain?"
"Then why did you come to us!" Wang Fuyao ran away all the way. No matter what difficulties she encountered, as long as Li Jiutuan was by her side, she would always have infinite courage.
But she didn't know why, when she was in front of Wang Xiaotai, she couldn't help but feel a sore nose, like a waste who could only shed tears.
"You know Yun Zhongjun is chasing us, you shouldn't... you shouldn't come to me."
Wang Fuyao sniffed and said, "You can leave before no one finds out. I don't want to fight with you."
Wang Xiaotai raised her feet, crossed the deep ravine created by the Sky-Zhancing Sword, walked to Wang Fuyao, passed her, and squatted down next to Li Jiutuan. Her fingers touched Li Jiutuan's pulse, and her spiritual power was slowly input, exploring Li Jiutuan's status.
"You don't have to carry him all the time. Yun Zhongjun treats him very well. His internal organs are protected by spiritual power. His coma is not due to injuries or restrictions. Just find a way to wake him up."
Wang Fuyao also squatted down, "Then why is he unconscious? No matter what I do, I can't wake him up."
Wang Xiaomo pursed her lips and gave a specious smile, "Fuyao, if you want him to wake up, you have to know what kind of dream he is indulging in."
Wang Xiaotai's fingertips contained a faint spiritual light, and she touched Li Jiutuan's forehead. She stretched out her hand to Wang Fuyao, "Let's go."
Wang Fuyao looked at Wang Xiaotai's hand stretched out to her, paused, but still grabbed her hand.
Let her dream. (End of chapter)
