"Is it dead?" Wen Zhaozhao asked in disbelief, still confused.
"No, the energy of chaos can't kill you, it can only seal it." The aura around Jing Yuan didn't smell very good. This forest was planted by the energy of chaos. He forcibly planted some of his spiritual power backfired, leaving the already chaotic place. His inner breath was overwhelming, and Jing Yuan threw the bead into Wen Zhaozhao's arms.
"What is this?" Wen Zhaozhao was very discerning and did not step forward, staring at the beads with his round eyes.
"The human soul." Jing Yuan didn't want to say anymore. He needed to sit down and regulate his inner breath.
"Then can you also get Uncle Xue's soul back?" Wen Zhaozhao, who is best at climbing up the pole, put the bead into the fairy sac properly, she bit her finger and asked road.
"Hmph, you are really stupid. I don't have time to show such kindness. If you have time, you might as well find an outlet to save yourself from dying here." Jing Yuan's words were a bit bad and made people angry after hearing them, but Wen Zhaozhao Decided not to argue with him, after all, he had saved her just now.
Wen Zhaozhao looked at the sky and sighed, "Ah, Wen Zhaozhao, you are such a considerate fairy."
Jing Yuan couldn't hear her sound for a long time. When he opened his eyes and saw Wen Zhaozhao, he was heartbroken. She was leaning against a tree and fell asleep, even snoring slightly. Jing Yuan sneered in his heart. He knelt down and pinched her. After sniffing Zhaozhao's nose, he let go after seeing her eyes open due to difficulty in breathing.
Wen Zhaozhao straightened up and rubbed his sore nose: "Is the chaos energy coming again? Why does my nose hurt so much?"
Jing Yuan turned his back to her and began to cast a spell that she couldn't understand. Glittering green light came from all directions and flew away to the sky in an instant. But once he left, he never came back. Jing Yuan showed a rare expression of disbelief. look.
Wen Zhaozhao couldn't understand. She approached Jing Yuan and was about to ask when she heard a "gurgling" sound coming from her stomach. She met Jing Yuan's contemptuous eyes and asked a little embarrassedly: "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
Jing Yuan was in a very bad mood at the moment. He didn't say anything and just replied to Wen Zhaozhao with two cold words - no.
Wen Zhaozhao raised her eyelids and took a look at Jing Yuan. She saw that this little thief had a waist as thick as a water tank, and his legs and feet were as heavy as a sow. The bag was bulging, and she smiled slyly. It was either that there was something to eat, or that he was unwilling to share it with her.
Wen Zhaozhao saw that he was looking around without any results and could only sit down and meditate with his eyes closed. He had an idea in his mind. He would eat two of his fruits and wait until he returned to the city to return his car.
Wen Zhaozhao moved to his side furtively and reached towards his raised waist. She glanced at it and found that this little thief's waist was not as thick as it looked. As soon as her hand was placed on the spirit sac, it felt warm. It came from the back of my hand.
"I didn't expect you to be more like a pig than Mr. Xue." Jing Yuan gritted his teeth and held her hand, his dark eyes covered with frost.
Wen Zhaozhao snorted, and the force on the back of his hand became stronger, threatening to crush the bones of her hand. She stared, and opened her mouth to bite Jing Yuan's arm.
"Let go." Jing Yuan clamped down on Wen Zhaozhao's chin. Wen Zhaozhao didn't exert any force. The two small tiger teeth in her mouth made him feel a little itchy. Jing Yuan pinched her jaw and breathed a little heavier in anger. Well, he thought, he might as well remove her chin so that he could be clean.
Wen Zhaozhao relaxed and already grabbed the spirit bag in her hand. She shook it proudly and was about to open it.
Jing Yuan fought back, twisted her arm roughly, and tried to cut off her hand. Wen Zhaozhao held her neck, and she kept struggling like a loach. In turn, she punched Jing Yuan, hitting Jing Yuan in the face. She took this opportunity to ride on him, and she gritted her teeth: "Little thief, you know how powerful your grandpa is. I only need you to borrow two fruits. When you return to the city, my father will give you a car back. Just listen to me." , otherwise I will let you eat my invincible divine fist."
When Wen Zhaozhao opened the spirit bag, he saw a wisp of white smoke slowly drifting out, and there was a strange smell.
Jing Yuan smiled, took the spirit bag from Wen Zhaozhao's hand and locked it. He pushed Wen Zhaozhao away and stood up: "This is the skunk monster I collected a few days ago. Does Miss Wen still like it?"
Wen Zhaozhao just pinched her nose and didn't notice his "Ms. Wen". At this time, her mind finally turned around. This guy clearly wanted to tease her on purpose.
Just as Wen Zhaozhao was about to speak, he saw the elf who had gone to find something limping back and slowly walked to Jing Yuan.
Jing Yuan nodded his head and said with praise: "You did a good job."
He pulled out a thin green line from the top of the elf's head. Wen Zhaozhao was a little surprised. This was a summoning technique, a forbidden technique in the world. The user could attract one of the spirits of all things for his own use, but the user himself would also suffer serious consequences. The higher the cultivation level of the driven thing, the more severe the backlash will be. This is a way to injure the enemy by one thousand and damage yourself by eight hundred.
The green line had already unfolded on the screen. Wen Zhaozhao looked carefully. The green leaf elf had used Jing Yuan's spiritual power to smell the scent of chaos. It should have found the scent of chaos and followed it, but when the energy of chaos appeared just now, The elves were not present.
Jing Yuan just guessed that someone was working with the energy of chaos. What they saw was just someone pretending. Through the memory of the elves, they saw that the energy of chaos turned into the appearance of a child, and there was someone whose face could not be seen clearly. The man sacrificed several souls for it to devour, and in the end the scene was fixed on Xue Ming's red tassel gun.
Wen Zhaozhao was a little nervous. She looked around and saw that the red tassel gun was still lying quietly on one side. Xue Ming had just been locked in spiritual power by the arrows of the Chaos Qi. At this moment, he didn't know where he was. Wen Zhaozhao was a little worried.
Jing Yuan disappeared from the scene. The green leaf elf was extremely tired. It slowly returned to the green leaves. Jing Yuan recited a calming spell and said in a deep voice: "I promise you that as long as you practice peacefully for a hundred years, you can ascend to the throne of immortality." .”
The promise of the Son of Heaven is a blessing given by Heaven. After receiving this promise, when Wen Zhaozhao heard it, the surrounding vegetation trembled with excitement.
The human way is vague, the immortal way is vast, and these low-level goblins can be considered to have achieved perfection through cultivating immortality.
"Wen Zhaozhao, do you want to go out?" Jing Yuan looked sideways at her.
Wen Zhaozhao nodded. She was a little worried about Xue Ming now. The surroundings were constantly changing. If she stayed in the woods for a moment longer, she would be in danger. Jing Yuan kicked the red tassel gun over, and the backlash began to appear. His arms began to move for no reason. The ground was bleeding, so he sealed several large holes and said with a heavy gaze: "There is no way out around here. You fell from the sky. You can poke a hole in the sky with a gun and you can get out naturally."
Wen Zhaozhao felt his gaze and her heart sank. Jing Yuan's tone was calm, but she couldn't treat this as a normal thing. She stammered: "But I can't lift this gun. , I can’t fly either, what will you do if I leave?”
As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller. The most vicious curse Wen Zhaozhao could think of with a life force of several thousand years was to eat noodles without poached eggs on her birthday. She had never thought of letting people throw their lives in front of her, even if this was People disliked her over and over again, but this was a life after all.
"When I die, you will be less of a burden." Jing Yuan didn't understand where Wen Zhaozhao's kindness came from. It was clear that they were so tense before that they wanted to let each other evaporate on the spot.
The expected reply did not come. Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, and saw her walking over without saying a word, her voice choked with sobs: "Don't say depressing words, I'll take you with me."
The wounds on Jing Yuan's body were a bit scary. The blood holes on his arms were so deep that he could see the bones. His hands and feet turned black and purple due to the fight with the energy of chaos and the retrograde energy. Wen Zhaozhao wanted to pull him up, but he didn't dare. With all my strength, I could only hold up his shoulders and let him lean on me.
"Wen Zhaozhao, don't waste your efforts. We can't leave. This gun has spirituality. As long as your heart is pure and good, you can drive it. It will take you to fly." Jing Yuan was not one to comfort people, so he said comforting words. It was also like an order. Xu saw Wen Zhaozhao crying so miserably that he paused and added: "Wen Zhaozhao, you are the only one who can save us at this moment."
Wen Zhaozhao wiped her face. She knew she would have studied the immortal method. She teared off a piece of her clothes and wrapped it on Jing Yuan's arm with tears in her eyes. She didn't know how to bandage, and there was nothing she could do on weekdays. As soon as Jing Yuan saw the bandaged wound, she slapped her arm tightly. She said, "I'll be back soon. Don't die."
Just as Jing Yuan said, Wen Zhaozhao silently recited the word "get out" in her heart. After holding the gun body like a strong man, it was not only not heavy, but also extremely light. She waved it twice and looked at it with some surprise. Jing Yuan heard Zhaozhao raise his voice: "Hongying Spear, let's go and destroy this day."
The spirit of this gun was very high. He turned it upward and flew directly with Wen Zhaozhao. Wen Zhaozhao no longer felt like vomiting on Yin He's back. She gathered her weak spiritual power into the palm of her hand, and then With a shout, she used the red tassel gun to cut through the sky. The sky cracked like a scroll. The dazzling white light made it difficult for her to see. She sat down on the gun barrel, rubbed her eyes, and opened her eyes again to find out. The surrounding area was already surrounded by fog. This was not a forest at all. There were some rabbits around, almost as good as Xue Ming and his second uncle. Wen Zhaozhao jumped up and fell to the ground.
"Brother Thief...Brother Thief, what are these?" Wen Zhaozhao's voice was trembling. She shrank her head and couldn't lift the Hongying gun again. The gun fell to the ground with a heavy sound.
"The energy of chaos ate all their souls." Jing Yuan no longer looked as weak as before. His face was much rosy, but the phantom appearance was a little loose and looked different from before. Jing Yuan took out the spirit capsule , received all these rabbits in the bag, broke the false sky, and the two of them realized that it was already dark.
Wen Zhaozhao was still anxious. She squeezed Jing Yuan's sleeves: "Are Brother Xue Ming and Brother Yin He among them? Can we find a way to save them? You don't want to save Xue Ming, but Brother Yin He, you know Well, he is the popular person in front of the Celestial Clan Crown Prince. The Celestial Clan Crown Prince is cruel by nature. If something happens to Brother Yin He, we will all lose our lives."
Jing Yuan once again said with a half-smile: "Miss Wen, you should worry about yourself first before saving others."
