At the beginning, I angrily scolded the Son, I really want to die

Die Qingyi took a deep breath: "Since you have the ability to come back from the dead, then take me out, but I can't move, and I must always exercise my skills to resist the invasion of the fog, so you can only carry me."

"Good senior."

Jiang Haoyang agreed without too much chatter, after all, he only has the last ten lives left now, and this life can't stand the waves!

Immediately, he walked over and picked up Die Qingyi on his back, and started running with all his strength.

If you want to find Die Qingyi when you come, you have to find it slowly step by step, but the speed of leaving is much faster.

After running several kilometers, he fell to the ground with a thud.

Apparently hung up again.

Then, under Die Qingyi's amazed eyes, he was reborn again and continued to run wildly.

When passing by a dry tree, Die Qingyi suddenly said: "Wait!"

"What's wrong, senior?" Jiang Haoyang stopped.

Die Qingyi said: "There are a few fruits of mist here, you can pick them off."

Fruit of the mist?

Jiang Haoyang looked at the dry tree. There were five mist fruits hanging from the branches. Qing Mo Ke also needed this before, but he didn't know what it was useful for.

Die Qingyi saw his doubts and explained: "The fruit of the mist is a special fruit born under the influence of the mist here all the year round, so the fruit of the mist is highly poisonous, but if the mist toxin inside the fruit is purified, Then there is very pure energy inside!"

"One of the purified fruits of the mist can improve one month's cultivation!"

Hearing this, Jiang Haoyang's eyes brightened: "Good stuff!"

Without hesitation, he went directly to pick five fruits of the mist, and then faced a difficulty: "Senior, five fruits of the mist, it's not easy to divide."

Die Qingyi shook her head and smiled: "It's all yours, I don't want it."

Jiang Haoyang was stunned for a moment, he didn't want a fruit that could improve one month's cultivation?
Is it so generous?

"Although this fruit is special, it is only effective for monks below the Earth Profound Realm." Die Qingyi said.

Jiang Haoyang was stunned, but even so, it was awesome. The ordinary treasures of heaven and earth were probably not as precious as the fruits of the mist.

"Since the senior doesn't want it, then I will accept it."

He chuckled, put five mist fruits into the storage ring, and continued running.

This time he slowed down a little, fearing that he would miss the Fruit of the Mist if he ran too fast.

When he ran out of the Misty Swamp with Die Qingyi, he had picked [-] Misty Fruits along the way, which was [-] months of cultivation!
But he also lost a lot of lives, and now only the last two are left
He opened the system panel to check his current data.

Name: Jiang Haoyang.

Remaining resurrection times: 2.

Talent Index: 190..

Increased cultivation days: 28 days, 62 new days, 90 days in total.

"Added 62 days of cultivation, plus thirteen mist fruits, the total is fifteen months of cultivation!"

Jiang Haoyang was extremely excited in his heart. After obtaining fifteen months of cultivation out of thin air, his realm was about to start jumping up again!
Although he died a lot, his mission has been completed, as long as he goes to the Orchid Valley, he can pay the bill, and his life will rise again.

And he can also get the favor of Die Qingyi!

this time.

Blood earned!
"Senior, I have already led you out of the misty swamp."

Jiang Haoyang put Die Qingyi down from his back and grinned.

Die Qingyi didn't maintain her exercise posture anymore, she closed her eyes and greedily breathed the air: "I was trapped in this ghost place for 400 years, and I finally came out today."

"I've actually reached the point where I'm running out of fuel. If it wasn't for you, I would have three days to live at most. If you bring me out, I owe you a big favor. If you have anything to do in the future, you can come to me!"

Die Qingyi patted Jiang Haoyang's shoulder, smiling all over his face, obviously in a very beautiful mood.

Jiang Haoyang was also very happy. Isn't that what he was waiting for?
"Your Excellency can come out of the Misty Swamp, you really are a capable person!"

At this moment, two figures walked over.

It was Mo Keqing and her maid.

Jiang Haoyang frowned: "Are you still leaving?"

Mo Keqing glanced at Die Qingyi, felt a little stunned in his heart, seemed to have noticed the difficulty of the other party, then turned his gaze to Jiang Haoyang, and smiled slightly: "What's your name?"

"The Immortal God King." Jiang Haoyang said calmly.

The corners of Mo Keqing's eyes twitched, the Undead King, this name is really a bit arrogant.
"Calling yourself a god king? I don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth." The maid mocked.

On the contrary, Die Qingyi was thoughtful, this guy's abilities seemed to match the name very well.
Mo Keqing said: "Immortal God King, I apologize for my previous behavior. If you are still willing to enter the Misty Swamp and pick ten Misty Fruits for me, I will give you 1000 million spirit stones! Never break your promise!"

"Is this what you said?"

Jiang Haoyang's palm trembled, and thirteen mist fruits appeared in his palm.

Mo Keqing was overjoyed: "It turns out that you have already picked so many, how about we trade?"

"Sorry, these are all mine, and I don't trade them." Jiang Haoyang flipped his palm, and took the fruit of the mist back.

This woman used her status and background to suppress him before, she looked superior, she was not sincere in the business, and directly cut the price in half, but now she saw that he had the ability to walk out of the misty swamp and restored the original price, playing him like a monkey?

Then he will naturally show the results of the battle in front of the opponent and play back.

Seeing this, Mo Keqing's face darkened, and before she could speak, the maid behind her took a step forward, pointed at Jiang Haoyang and said sharply: "You bastard, you don't plan to trade, why show the fruit of the mist? Does it prove that you are very capable?"

"Let me tell you, the lady thinks highly of you when she asks you for a deal. Don't be ignorant of good and bad, you."

laugh!
Before the maid finished speaking, a ray of knife light flashed by, and then her head flew out, and the severed head was as smooth and smooth as a mirror!

Die Qingyi said lightly: "Noisy."

Mo Keqing's face changed greatly, and he said angrily: "Who are you, how dare you kill my maid!?"

"It's just a maid, I can't kill it?" Die Qingyi smiled lightly: "Don't talk about your maid, even if it's you, so what if I kill you?"

Qing Moke's heart skipped a beat, and immediately sneered, "I'm the saintess of Moke Palace, and the owner of Moke Palace, Moke Wutian, is my father. Do you have the guts to kill me?"

"as you wish."

Die Qingyi nodded, and with a flick of her fingertips, a ray of arc-shaped knife light shot out instantly, and with a 'chi' sound, a beautiful head flew into the air.