I have a devouring system for spiritual energy recovery

Yu Baimiao's sleeves were lifted up, and there was nothing where there should have been a white and tender arm.

It turned out that Yu Baimiao's right forearm had been cut off.

"Because my hand was cut off, I can't leave the Kexian Mansion?!" Yu Baifeng asked with his pupils shrinking in surprise.

"No, my hand is gone, but the person is still there." Yu Baimiao shook his head gently and continued in a calm tone, "My severed hand seems to have been judged as an independent whole. Those aboriginal people originally After getting the crystal, I saw my arm being sent directly out of here."

With Yu Baimiao's cultivation level, if she could get her severed hand back, maybe she wouldn't be missing a section of her arm now.

"Sister Clan, I want to borrow this Patriarch's Seal." Yu Baifeng said without forgetting the business.

Qiu Rou and Zheng Nengcheng were still fighting with the aborigines above the mountain stream.

If he drags on any longer, it will be time to collect the bodies of Qiu Rou and the others.

Hearing this, Yu Baimiao closed his eyes.

After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and said, "It turns out you have caused a big trouble."

"The sword cultivator in white is an aboriginal of Jian Shen Village, and the other four bald heads are all aborigines of Liwu Village. Even if I lend you the seal of the family head, you are no match for them." Yu Baimiao said slowly.

When Yu Baifeng heard this, he immediately reacted.

This elder sister of mine has lived in the space on the third floor of the tower for 2000 years and has a deep understanding of these aboriginal people.

"I hope my sister is thinking about it for the sake of the same clan..." Before Yu Baifeng could finish his words of asking for help, he saw Yu Baimiao shaking his head gently and rejecting him.

"You guys have nothing to do with me, so why should I help you?" After Yu Baimiao finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the bed.

Yu Baifeng also reacted at this time.

Although Yu Baimiao and he were both members of the Yu family, they were even from the same generation.

However, the two of them had never met before and had no idea of ​​each other's existence. There was no need for Yu Baimiao to make enemies of the aborigines for the sake of strangers like them.

Although they are members of the same clan, blood ties are not very effective at times like this.

"I can still do things like letting your partner leave and keeping you safe." Yu Baimiao climbed onto the bed, with his back to Yu Baifeng, a lazy voice came.

She couldn't do it if she was asked to follow Yu Baifeng out to deal with the group of aborigines.

But if she just protects Yu Baifeng, she can still do it.

Yu Baifeng looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched repeatedly.

"Sister clan, I don't need you to take action, you just need to lend me the seal of the family leader." Yu Baifeng took a deep breath and said.

After Yu Baimiao looked back at Yu Baifeng, he withdrew his gaze and continued: "Tell me, what is the name of the current head of the Yu family."

"It's my father, Yu Qingche." Yu Baifeng didn't dare to hide it and answered immediately.

Yu Baimiao asked him this question, probably because he wanted to lend him the seal of the family head.

"What?! Are you Yu Qingche's son?!" After Yu Baimiao heard the name, he jumped up from the bed and looked at Yu Baifeng's face in disbelief.

Then, she realized her gaffe, withdrew her gaze, and said calmly: "You look nothing like your dad."

"It's really not that similar. I look more similar to my mother." Yu Baifeng did not deny this.

Because Yu Baifeng looks nothing like his father. If Yu Baifeng's mother was not from the Yu family, and Yu Baifeng could freely use the seal of the head of the Yu family, Yu Qingche would definitely suspect that Yu Baifeng was not his. Cub.

Seeing Yu Baimiao's mood swings so much, Yu Baifeng also realized something and asked tentatively:

"Is it possible that the clan sister knows my father?"

"Of course I know you. Your father always used to follow me and call me Sister Miao when he was little." Yu Baimiao seemed to have remembered something interesting, and her pale pink lips lifted slightly.

"Hiss..." When Yu Baifeng heard this sentence, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

So, seniority is a very magical thing and has nothing to do with age.

Yu Baifeng recalled it carefully, and it seemed that his clan sister was really older than his father.

"You can take the Patriarch's Seal and use it." Yu Baimiao put away his smile and spoke coldly towards Yu Baifeng.

"Yes, clan sister." Yu Baifeng did not hesitate at all, reaching out to take the seal of the family head on the table in his hand.

When his hand touched the Patriarch's Seal, he could clearly feel a powerful suction force erupting from it, absorbing all the power in his body.

At the same time, there was also a connection between Yu Baifeng and the seal of the family leader.

"This... such a powerful power of law!" Yu Baifeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he could not believe the refined power inside the Seal of the Family Master.

"It's not like I haven't done anything in the past 2000 years. I have refined this mountain stream." After Yu Baimiao learned that Yu Baifeng was the son of an old friend, his attitude became a little more friendly.

"That's it." Yu Baifeng was overjoyed.

With the power of these ready-made laws, their chances of winning have become even greater.

Yu Baifeng did not hesitate, picked up the Seal of the Family Master and rushed out of the cave, heading towards the battlefield to provide support.

As soon as Yu Baifeng left, the stream outside also poured in along the entrance of the cave.

When Yu Baimiao saw this, he curled up his lips and said with dissatisfaction, "Father and son don't look alike, but they have almost the same temperament."

Then, Yu Baimiao waved his left hand, and the water aura exploded, forcing the stream that was about to pour into the cave out.

Immediately she closed her eyes and used her soul power to sense the movement in the outside world.

Over the mountain stream.

Zheng Nengcheng and Qiu Rou are still struggling to support themselves.

The two of them were already weaker than the white-clothed sword cultivators in front of them.

In addition, the power of the four bald heads is astonishing. If they get close, they will be severely injured in an instant.

Zheng Nengcheng and Qiu Rou, one is a sword cultivator who pays attention to extreme attacks, and the other is a soul cultivator who pays attention to the unpredictable.

The physical strength is much weaker than that of warriors of the same level.

So the two of them were even more afraid to be approached.

Because if they were approached, the two of them would definitely die.

So after a brief confrontation, the two invariably gave up the strategy of exchanging injuries for injuries and chose to stall for time.

Zheng Nengcheng directly sacrificed the only life-saving spiritual weapon left to him by his master, forming a tortoise shell protective shield to cover him and Qiu Rou together.

Qiu Rou also used the power of her soul to condense a soul shield, and together with Zheng Nengcheng, she shouldered the attack of the five aborigines.

"This tortoise shell is quite thick."

The bald man had a ferocious smile on his face, which made people shudder.

"If Brother Feng doesn't come out, we will die." Zheng Nengcheng said through gritted teeth under tremendous pressure.

"It's not the promised time yet..." Qiu Rou unfolded her soul shield and resisted the output of the five opponents.

The originally rosy pretty face became pale and bloodless due to this huge consumption.

Kaka…

Suddenly, a harsh clicking sound came from the light blue tortoise shell protective cover.

Zheng Nengcheng's expression suddenly changed, and he said in horror:

"No, I seem to have underestimated the strength of this group of people. I originally thought that the life-saving tools Master left for me could last at least a few dozen breaths."

"And me..." Qiu Rou frowned and said with difficulty.

Her flawless white forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Opening up the soul shield would cost her even more.

"Hurry up and focus your attacks on this place." The swordsman in white noticed the cracks on the tortoise shell protective shield and reminded the four bald heads around him.

"Here you go, Brother Xiu!" The bald beauty clenched her fist and punched her.

boom--!

Her fists don't look big, but their strength is terrifying.

The moment she punched the tortoise shell protective shield, the entire tortoise shell protective shield trembled.

The pressure on Zheng Nengcheng and Qiu Rou inside the tortoise shell protective shield also increased sharply. The dual defense composed of the tortoise shell protective shield and the soul shield was almost destroyed directly.