Rebirth: Holding on to the golden thigh and showing off

While no one was paying attention, Bingyao quietly used her spiritual power to get Ma Yuwen off the cart.

Ma Yuwen thought he could continue to pretend to be dead and wait for others to rescue him, but he found that no one paid any attention to him at all.

Seeing that he was about to get out of the safe zone, he had no choice but to pretend that he had just woken up, holding his head and slowly getting up.

"You woke up at the right time. Hurry up and fill this vacant position." He Jing didn't care whether Ma Yuwen was willing or not, and pushed him to the vacant position without saying a word.

Ma Yuwen secretly groaned in his heart. Who pulled him out of the car?

Is there anyone else pretending to be injured like him?

This guy is really a bad guy. Push him down and enjoy yourself on the cart. Don't let him know who you are.

"Come on, cheer up! What are you doing? If you want to die, go to the side and die."

A sturdy man holding a sharp knife pushed Ma Yuwen violently and cursed him viciously, saying that this skinny man actually dared to provoke the goddess Bingyao in everyone's mind.

It is really a heinous crime!

If it weren't a critical moment and there was a shortage of manpower, the strong man would want to teach Ma Yuwen a lesson.

In fact, the moment Bingyao stepped into the base, everyone saw her at a glance.

She is like a dazzling night pearl in the dark night, emitting charming light, illuminating everyone's heart and injecting strength into everyone's heart.

We must protect the beautiful people and the beautiful Fuxing Continent.

They were too awed to dare to approach and disturb her, but just admired this stunningly beautiful woman from afar, and their mood became cheerful.

This is also the only fun they have in the base.

But Ma Yuwen is so ignorant and arrogant that he seems to be so bold as to keep pestering Bingyao. He is so hateful.

"I'm just thinking of a countermeasure." Facing the sturdy man's rebuke, Ma Yuwen tightly grasped the sword in his hand and killed the monster.

However, Bingyao probably didn't pay attention to their argument, otherwise his image as a handsome man would have been ruined.

"What countermeasures can you come up with? Just kill him directly. A weakling like you who has no ability to fight back, tsk tsk..."

Ma Yuwen suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and decided not to bother with these simple-minded and strong-limbed guys.

Lest he lose his identity.

After a tough battle and unremitting efforts, this group of flying monsters was finally completely wiped out by everyone.

Everyone was exhausted, and their bodies and weapons were covered in dirt. They only won the battle by working together.

"Hurry up, collect the corpses of the monsters and burn them together. We should not stay here for long!" He Jing's voice was hoarse, and his throat was almost smoking from giving orders all the way.

His legs began to tremble, but he still didn't dare to relax or stop.

He forced himself to be alert and swallowed a pill to replenish his energy. After recovering some strength, he started working non-stop again.

Everyone knew that the situation was urgent, so they raced against time to act, quickly and skillfully cleaning up the remains and corpses of the monsters on the battlefield.

The raging fire licked the piles of monster corpses, and thick smoke rose into the sky along with the heat waves, as if symbolizing that the dawn of victory was rising.

As they looked at the scene before them, the worries in their hearts finally settled down and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Now I can finally go back to the base and have a good rest.

"Okay, let's leave here as soon as possible and don't be reluctant to use the Qi-replenishing pills." He Jing said as he reached out and gently pressed the painful spot on his left shoulder.

"He Huai, come and walk with me."

The stubborn evil energy is constantly eroding the already limited vitality in He Jing's body.

He Huai was keenly aware that He Jing's physical condition was extremely bad. He was leaning on him, his face was as pale as paper and bloodless, and even his breathing had become extremely weak and disordered.

Not to mention the pungent and unpleasant smell of decay coming from his left hand, the demonic energy caused the wound to rot and worsen.

"He Huai, you must remember what I am going to say to you next." He Jing knew that his time was up and he would not live long. He was unwilling to accept that killing monsters was not enough.

"If I die, remember to bring my ashes back to the Buddhist sect for burial. I don't want to become a wandering ghost, so you have to live well."

But He Huai has not grown up yet, and he can't help but worry when he thinks of this.

I still remember that this kid loved to cry when he was little. Now he has to face this cruel world alone. Why would such a monster appear in the Fuxing Continent?

He Jing asked God more than once.

"No, Senior Brother He Jing, I will definitely find a way to save you." He Huai's tears poured out of his eyes like a flood, but he caught a glimpse of Xuan Qingli beside him from the corner of his eye.

For some reason, a voice deep in his heart told him that perhaps this person could save Hejing.

After returning to the base, He Huai was determined to ask Xuan Qingli for help no matter what. Perhaps He Jing would still have a glimmer of hope.

"Don't be silly, little brother." He Jing gently wiped the tears from He Huai's cheeks and sighed helplessly. Why was he still crying like a child, making his face dirty?

Afterwards, he told He Huai in detail about the techniques he used in fighting against the monsters.

He Huai listened attentively, nodding from time to time to show that he understood.

Everyone supported each other and returned to the base. The disciples of the Medicine Sect stood up to greet them. They were glad that most people could come back.

The pills needed for treatment have become extremely scarce, and each pill has to be divided into several portions for use, so its efficacy is naturally greatly reduced. This is also a helpless move.

After properly settling He Jing, He Huai couldn't wait to go find Xuan Qingli.

When he arrived, he found that the three men were surrounded by a group of female cultivators. When he got closer to listen, he found out that they were dissatisfied with Bingyao.

It was because in the battle just now, Bingyao did not take action at all, not even once, and always followed closely beside Xuan Qingli and Yu Wei.

The female cultivators wanted to denounce Bingyao's inaction, as they were not convinced.

"Sister Yao, how can you accept everyone's care for you so complacently!" The one who asked this question was Wang Shuying, a disciple from Baihua Sect.

Her originally fair and delicate skin became rough and dull after experiencing battles of all sizes.

She was unwilling to accept this. Why could Bingyao still be like a high and mighty princess, being pampered and cared for, while she had to go through such hardships?

Bingyao should be the same as everyone else. Wang Shuying was filled with resentment and resentment.

Upon seeing this, the female cultivators around also nodded in agreement and echoed Wang Shuying, wondering how Bingyao could still maintain her bright and beautiful appearance.