The strongest head exchange system

Chapter 495
The white light fell to the ground with a bang, and the strong smell of blood slowly spread in the room.

The halo dissipated, revealing the object wrapped in white light, which turned out to be a scarred golden mouse, with its eyes closed and trembling limbs, and a bloody wound on its back.

Swallow the mouse king!

Yan Xu was taken aback, and quickly picked up the dying Swallowing Mouse King, with only half a breath of life left.

"What's the matter? Who beat you like this?" Yan Xu didn't bother to ask more questions, and poured a few strands of spiritual energy into the weak body of the Tuntian Shuwang, and took out a few bottles of pills, hesitating whether to feed it Down.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Xu only dared to apply trauma hemostatic medicine to Tuntian Shuwang, and then asked Li Yang to call Ziyun.

Tuntian Shuwang was seriously injured, and the elixir in front of him was only suitable for humans to take. If he took it rashly, it might be self-defeating. It's better to let Ziyun prescribe the right medicine.

Yan Xu happened to know the formulas of several pills taken by monsters, so Ziyun could refine them with greater confidence.

Tuntian Shuwang was trembling in Yan Xu's hands, his slightly closed eyes barely opened, glanced at Yan Xu, and then fell asleep.

"Hey, I asked you to find out the news, which demon king provoked you to beat you like this." Seeing the serious injury of the Tuntian Mouse King, Yan Xu couldn't help but regret sending it out.

Don't look at what Tuntian Mouse King said before he left, in fact, Yan Xu knows that rat spirit beasts are the most sensitive and cautious, and they will never love to fight if they encounter an invincible opponent.

What's more, Tuntian Shuwang is a 10th-level monster after all, and has the power of space. Even if he can't escape, it shouldn't be a big problem. Now that he is injured like this, he must have encountered a monster king-level monster whose strength is far superior to it. Horror exists.

Ziyun came quickly, Yan Xu had already prepared the formula and the required medicinal materials, and the two immediately refined the elixir without saying a word.

After half a stick of incense, Yan Xu administered a few green pills to Tuntian Shuwang, finally stabilizing its injury.

There were scabs and wounds on Tuntian Shuwang's back, but the scars torn apart by sharp claws were so deep that even golden bones could be seen.

With its astonishing recovery ability of flesh and blood, it should be healed even if it doesn't apply medicine. However, a few wisps of black air flowed in the flesh and blood of the Swallowing Mouse King, and the tender flesh that had just grown was immediately corroded by the black air into rotten flesh.

The elixir refined by Ziyun can only alleviate the black energy, but cannot completely drive it away.

According to the posture in front of him, within twelve hours, the Tianshu King must be fed with pills again, otherwise its vitality will be exhausted by the black energy sooner or later, and it will inevitably die in the end.

"Looking at the marks of the injury, it seems to be injured by a monster." Ziyun frowned and said distressedly.

"What a vicious move!" Yan Xu said with a gloomy expression, his fists clenched tightly.

Tuntian Shuwang has been with Yan Xu since he came here, and he has solved many troubles for him and made great contributions.

Now, Yan Xu doesn't know who injured it, and he can't even be sure that it was done by the Yaozu.

"Swallow this breath for the time being, and make a long-term plan after the Tiantian Mouse King wakes up. Ziyun, you will bring the Mouse King back to Tian Haozong tomorrow, and you must ensure that the pills will not stop and hold its life." Yan Xu looked at the sleeping mouse king. Swallowing Mouse King said.

Ziyun nodded, now it can only be like this, I hope the King of Tuntian Shushu can survive.

Yan Xu squinted his eyes and looked out the window, and said in a low voice: "This matter is endless, no matter whether it is the demon king or whoever it is, he must pay the price."

Yan Xu is obviously no match for a powerful enemy that even the King of Swallowing Mouse can't deal with, but this doesn't dissuade Yan Xu from investigating the matter.

Even if he can't take revenge now, this account must always be written down.

On the second day, Jiang Chuan led Ziyun and his party, and carefully took Tuntian Shuwang back to the sect. Yan Xu only left Li Yang and Donglai by his side.

When leaving the inn, Langya came back from the outside and happened to pass by Ziyun and the others.

Langxie couldn't help slowing down his pace, his nose twitched a few times, and he inadvertently smelled the breath of the Swallowing Mouse King, and it was also mixed with another smell that he was familiar with but disgusted with.

"Their spirit beasts fought against the Black Wind Demon King?" Langxie made a judgment instantly, frowning undisguisedly.

Yan Xu looked at Langye coldly, this was the second time Langye showed such an expression to them, the boy seemed to have discovered something.

Normally, Yan Xu would not care much about Langxie's actions if he just laughed it off, but the Tuntian Shu King was seriously injured and might be unable to hold on at any time, Yan Xu would not let go of any possible factors.

The young man in front of him has a special temperament. Although his expression is indifferent, there is a hint of unruliness, and his cultivation seems to be only the golden elixir of great perfection.

Before Yan Xu could speak, Langye walked towards him.

"Senior, I have a few questions I would like to ask, I wonder if I can give you some guidance?" Langxie clapped his hands and saluted, although the gesture of saluting was a little rusty, his expression was quite respectful.

Originally, Langye planned to ask Yan Xu for advice when he came back today, but he did not expect to encounter such a scene outside the inn.

In the past few days, Langye visited many monks who were proficient in ancient Chinese, but none of them satisfied him, so he hurried back to find Yan Xu.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xu agreed to Langye's request: "Yes, I just want to ask you something."

When the two arrived at Yan Xu's room, Langxie didn't speak for a long time. Yan Xu looked at him carefully and said, "Don't worry, if you have any questions, as long as I know, you can ask. As for your privacy, I won't ask."

Langxie went out early and returned late all alone, with a hastily hidden melancholy expression, presumably there was something unspeakable hidden, Yan Xu could easily analyze this information, so he said these words first to make the other party feel at ease.

The cautiousness in his bones and the increased knowledge during the time in the human race made Langxie dare not trust anyone easily, but Yan Xu's words still reassured him a lot.

"I don't know if senior is proficient in ancient Chinese. Please help me decipher some words. In return, I can tell you who injured that spirit beast." Langye was silent for a moment, looking directly into Yan Xu's eyes and said.

If there was any change in Yan Xu's expression during this period, Langye would only take out a scroll of ordinary ancient prose to perfuse Yan Xu, and would not reveal the information on the animal skin scroll.

Sure enough, the guess was right, the boy really sensed the existence of the Tuntian Mouse King, and he seemed to know quite a lot.

The Sky-Tuning Mouse King is a level 10 monster. As long as it does not appear, monks in the late Nascent Soul stage may not be able to perceive its existence. The young man in front of him is not yet a Nascent Soul, so it is obviously extraordinary to be able to find the clues of the Sky-Tuning Mouse King .

"I'm not proficient in ancient prose, I just dabbled in it by chance, so it's hard to say if I can help you." Yan Xu said.

Langye took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve pocket, with more than a dozen ancient characters drawn on it, and handed it to Yan Xu's desk with both hands.

The ancient text on the talisman paper was copied by Langxie according to the animal skin scroll, it was not that he had doubts about Yan Xu, but the experience he had learned and summed up during this period of time.

At first, the few monks that Langya asked for advice did not provide any useful information, but they became very interested in the animal skin scroll in his hand.

In order to avoid complications, Langxie solved the problem in the safest way, but after all, it was in the territory of the human race, so killing someone would be troublesome.

After taking several lives one after another, Langye had no choice but to take a flexible approach. First, he copied an excerpt from an ancient prose to test the opponent's level, and if he really had the ability, he would take out the animal skin scroll.

Yan Xu picked up the talisman paper, read the ancient characters on it carefully and couldn't help laughing: "Could it be that you ask people everywhere, and you can make so many mistakes just by copying and excerpting. It seems that you don't know any ancient Chinese."

ah?Langye had guessed many possibilities, but he didn't expect Yan Xu's first sentence to say so.

"Don't understand?" Yan Xu raised his eyebrows, drew a few strokes in the void with his left hand, and wrote three seemingly similar words in a row, and said to Langxie:

"Do you think these words are one word?"

"Yes... yes." Langye hesitated for a while, then nodded.

With a swipe of Yan Xu's left hand, the three characters flashing in the sky suddenly enlarged, pointing out several of them, and said to Langxie: "The three characters for self seem to be the same, but in fact the angles at which the two strokes meet change differently, representing the meaning of the characters. It's also different."

"Ah?" Langye was taken aback for a moment, then said in embarrassment: "Is there such a difference?"

I thought I was smart, but I didn't expect to be mistaken by my cleverness, Langye became a little restless.

Asshole!Why is this human ancient prose so troublesome? It's a shame!

Yan Xu tapped his fingers on the talisman paper, and said: "Besides this word, there are several other words that also have ambiguity. If these words are read together, no matter how you interpret them, the meaning will not make sense."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xu pushed the talisman paper back in front of Langxie, and said solemnly: "If you don't believe me, then let's stop talking here, and there is no need to waste any more time. As for the injury of my spirit beast, I will check it myself." clear."

Seeing Yan Xu's appearance of seeing off guests, Lang Xie bit his lip and said resolutely: "Although I didn't see the injury of your spirit beast, I'm sure it was injured by the Black Wind Demon King."

(End of this chapter)