Immortal, save me!

Half an hour later, Qin Haisheng had someone deliver a letter. Luo Jin opened it and saw that it said that the leader of Tianyan Sect and Wang Youyin were not in the sect. It asked them when they would go to Divination Peak and they could ask the disciple who delivered the letter to take them there.

Luo Jin looked at Mo Yin: "A Yin, when do you plan to go to Divination Peak?"

Mo Yin: "Now."

Luo Jin nodded: "I won't go with you this time. I plan to practice here."

Mo Yin: "Okay."

Before leaving, he looked at Luo Jin and said, "It won't be long."

Luo Jin smiled and said, "Okay."

"It doesn't matter if it takes longer, I won't be jealous," he added.

Mo Yin glanced at him when he heard that, but that look didn't mean he believed it.

What's that look? Is he that kind of jealous person?

Luo Jin looked at the closed door, snorted, closed his eyes and began to practice.

Rosemary Mountain.

The cloud vortex above the top of the mountain suddenly began to stir rapidly, as if something was kneading and tearing it vigorously. The originally small vortex was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The trees under the vortex and the strange beasts that could not escape were swept up by the powerful suction force and rushed into the vortex with a roar.

There was a diffuse glow in the center of the vortex, and a mountain could be vaguely seen, but the image quickly disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, a black dot suddenly appeared in the vortex, and a person was thrown out by the vortex. With a scream, the person was caught off guard and fell to the ground in a big letter shape.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Le Zhi climbed up with his hands on the ground. His white clothes were stained with mud, and his face was also covered with mud. Before he could tidy up his appearance, he looked up and found that he was surrounded.

Not far from him, he saw a group of wild beasts as tall as adults staring at him ferociously. Their open mouths showed sharp teeth, and dirty liquid was dripping down their mouths quickly, quickly gathering into a small pool of smelly liquid on the ground.

Le Zhi turned his head stiffly and looked around, all he saw were ferocious beasts that wanted to eat people. His hair stood on end and he swallowed silently.

The ferocious beasts rubbed their thick and sharp claws on the ground impatiently, obviously they couldn't wait to pounce on them.

Le Zhi cursed in his heart, closed his eyes tightly, and burst out spiritual power in his hands, sweeping directly towards the group of ferocious beasts. He leaped onto a tree nearby, but in an instant, the group of strange beasts pounced on him, and the big tree he was standing on was broken in half by their sharp claws.

Le Zhi had no choice but to jump and run quickly on the treetops. The big trees behind him fell down one after another, and the claws of the ferocious beasts opened up a path.

He looked back and wiped the cold sweat from his face. Dust mixed with sweat stuck to his hands.

He rushed in one direction, shouting, "Qing'er! Wu Qing! Brother Mo! Luo Jin! Help!!!!"

The strange beast below chased after it with all its might, opening its mouth and roaring, “Roar!”

If he had known this earlier, he would not have refused the tribesmen's request to accompany him. Le Zhi was so sad that he could not even cry.

I originally wanted to keep a low profile, but now the most important thing is to stay alive.

He took out the Immortal Mountain Seal from his arms, inputted spiritual power into it and directly changed it to a size that could carry a person. He sat on it, controlling the direction and running around like a headless fly.

At night, in a luxurious bedroom of the Yuling Sect, a slender but well-proportioned woman was kneeling on the bed with her hands hung up. She lowered her head, her long hair covering her face, the collar of her thin inner garment was slightly open, and there were dark purple marks on her fair skin.

Suddenly, the woman raised her head, and her empty eyes regained their spirit. A strange blue light was faintly emitting from her dark brown pupils, sacred and cold.

She looked at the environment in front of her expressionlessly, and her soft hands flipped over to grasp the chain on her wrist. Her spiritual power surged, and she actually broke the chain directly.

She stepped barefoot on the carpet, loosened her stiff wrists, and moved lightly. The next moment her figure disappeared into the empty room, but the restrictions in the room did not react at all.

……

Luo Jin exhaled a breath and slowly opened his eyes. He was the only one in the dim room. The moonlight shone through the window, casting a swaying shadow of bamboo on the ground.

He walked to the table and lit the lamp, and the room suddenly became bright.

He looked around and muttered, "Why hasn't he come back yet? Are you planning to have a long talk all night?"

He opened the door and walked out, just as he was about to go to Divination Peak to find someone, but the man was already walking slowly towards him in the moonlight.

Mo Yin stood in front of him and asked softly, "Are you impatient?"

Luo Jin really wanted to nod, but when he thought of what he said during the day, he held back.

"Fortunately."

Mo Yin took his hand and leaned closer to him, looking at his expression. Seeing that he was not angry, he bent his lips closer and kissed him on the lips, saying, "Ajin, you are so good."

Luo Jin accepted Mo Yin's praise calmly. He hummed and said, "You always flirt with me in this light way. Do you think it's appropriate? I eat meat, not drink soup to taste the flavor."

As he said that, he pulled her into the room and leaned forward to deepen the kiss.

After the intimacy, Luo Jin sat at the table and asked about Wen Junyao's situation.

"How is Brother Wen?"

Mo Yin recalled Wen Junyao's appearance and said, "He's not doing well."

Luo Jin paused and asked, "Can it be changed?"

Mo Yin: “It’s hard to say.”

Luo Jin didn't say anything. He didn't know Wen Junyao and had never met him, so he didn't know how to help him.

Mo Yin saw what he meant and continued, "The greater the cause and effect of the divination, the more harmful it is to the body. For so long, he has been declining. If he can make a breakthrough in cultivation, he will naturally be able to extend his life."

He lowered his eyes to look at the pattern on the teacup, and said helplessly: "But he is not keen on cultivation. It is not feasible to extend his life by breakthrough in cultivation."