first sect system

Qi Rui and the two are in the world of enlightenment, but they don't know that his disciples are now trapped and in danger.

Huang Hai looked at the person who tried his best to stand up and looked at him, and repeated it again in the direction of Yi'er, but this time, he said it to Cang Hao, and he also saw that Cang Hao's attitude towards Yi'er Words are very important.

"Boy, Ben Zhenren let you go, take him away, Ben Zhenren will not chase you two again."

Cang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly pushed Yi'er to Mo Yan's side, holding the Battle Spirit Spear in one hand, showing arrogance.

"Haha! Old man, if you have the ability, kill all my senior brothers today. Otherwise, without master's intervention, we will seek revenge on you in three to five years!"

"Hmph!" Seeing how ungrateful he was, Huang Hai waved his sleeves, "Looking for death!"

He wasn't worried at all about the master that few people mentioned, no matter how powerful he was, could he surpass Luo Qing's ancestor?They are all ignorant casual cultivators in remote areas, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Cang Hao has completely absorbed the liquid medicine in the speaking technique, and his natural physique is already strong, and the gluttonous animal bone has absorbed part of the attack, so he was not fatally injured, and at this time he has recovered to the original four or five. layer.

"Haha! Come again!" Cang Hao swung his gun forward, really showing a bit of fearless posture.

The power was covered with yellow sand and dust, and the entire battlefield was filled with dust, making people's vision blurred for a while, and it was really a bit hard to see clearly.

But Huang Hai sneered, feeling that the people in this small place are ignorant because they are ignorant. The Jindan cultivator has long since got rid of his mortal body, not to mention that this can't stop his sight, even if he can, he can use his spiritual sense to investigate .

However, this dust is really annoying, and it is easy to make a messy and dirty body. If those few people know that he has been messed up by several qi training sessions... then where will his face be put!

Thinking of this, Huang Hai didn't intend to play hide-and-seek with these little dolls anymore. He raised his right hand slowly, stopped at shoulder height, and then suddenly pressed it down. The flying dust fell silent for a moment. .

As soon as I grasped my right hand, the dust all over the sky condensed into a small ball that was compressed to the extreme, and with a light flick, it was thrown in one direction.

Even though he was throwing it, he threw it faster than ordinary people. He came from in front of the target in an instant, but when he was about to hit it, he was pushed away, and the compressed dust ball hit the pusher with a "bang".

"Mingyuan!" Ye Hong, who was pushed away, looked at Yan Mingyuan, who was knocked into the air a few meters away, and could not maintain his calm and indifferent expression, his face was full of worries.

Seeing the person being pushed away, Huang Hai's expression was a bit ugly, he narrowed his eyes dangerously, and stared at the motionless person after flying upside down for a few meters, his mood improved a bit, and he was still in the mood to laugh at their innocence.

"It's ridiculous to think that a golden core can attract all my attention. I'm ashamed to use the formation made of stones to make a fool of myself."

Another spiritual force from Huang Hai passed by, breaking the foundation of the formation that Ye Hong had just arranged, making it impossible for the formation to form.

But Ye Hong didn't have time to take care of the formation at this time, it was clearly discussed at the beginning, what about Mingyuan... Mingyuan has only just practiced one level of qi, so there must be no accidents.

Quickly coming to the place where Yan Mingyuan fell to the ground, Ye Hong felt relieved that the person was still breathing, and took out the medicinal solution placed in the Lingquan space, which was naturally given by Mo Yan.

Carefully lifted the person up slightly, put his head on his lap, uncorked the bottle and wanted to feed Yan Mingyuan a drink.

Seeing another bottle of medicinal liquid, Huang Hai raised his eyebrows in surprise. It seems that among them are alchemists from ancient traditions.

After thinking about it in his mind, he had an idea, and he didn't care about these two people anymore. He didn't believe that a monk who practiced Qi at the first level would still have a chance to survive after being hit by him.

Without the liquid medicine that Qi Rui took out from the system space, without Mo Yan's successful refining, and without Ye Hong's spiritual spring water to enhance the power of the medicine, Yan Mingyuan might not be able to save him.

Huang Hai shrunk to an inch, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and came to Mo Yan who was trying to attack the short black-robed man A Yu, with a gentle tone.

"You are a pharmacist!" Although the question was asked, the tone was affirmative, "You want to kill him? This real person can help you, and you will follow this real person from now on, how about it?"

Mo Yan was frightened by this sudden change, but when he heard the gray-robed man's words, he calmed down a bit. Seeing that he didn't care about the people on the ground, he took a deep breath, and a spiritual force hit the man's gate of life. The injured and unconscious person died at the hands of Mo Yan before he could even scream.

Looking at his clean hands, Mo Yan knew in his heart that his hands would never be clean again, as there would be an indelible bloody smell on them.

Seeing that this person is quite courageous, Huang Hai didn't feel offended by the person who dared to kill him when he was by his side. After all, how can a mortal who has been with him for two days compare to a precious alchemist.

"Why, the person who killed himself is actually scared now?" Looking at the stunned Mo Yan with some amusement, Huang Hai now also thinks it's not bad to keep such a person by his side.

Mo Yan blinked, wondering why this uncle had such a strange attitude, just now he looked down on them because he was a pharmacist?

He was a little at a loss, he was a little scared and flustered because of the first murder, and now he couldn't be with his elder brother, and he was very tormented to hear this man say something strange.

But he also knew that it was best for him to be able to attract the attention of this Jindan real person now, and he didn't need Cang Hao and Ye Hong to exchange injuries, so he could only talk to Huang Hai calmly with a disturbed heart.

"I, I killed someone for the first time. I'm afraid it's normal. Why don't you get angry when I killed your person?"

After Mo Yan finished speaking, he regretted it. It is true that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted. Why is he so stupid, reminding people of what he did?

Even if you don't care, you will lose face, right?

Unexpectedly, after hearing his question, the Golden Core Daoist was not unhappy, but said with some disdain, "It's just a mortal, if you kill it, you will kill it."

Then he looked at the relieved young man and raised his brows, "But, after all, I brought it here, so I asked you to kill it directly, and let your colleagues know when you go back, so you don't feel ashamed."

Mo Yan frowned, it seemed that this person really wanted to accept him as his younger brother!It's not very happy, but it can be used.

Here, Mo Yan began to deal with Huang Hai. Huang Hai knew that he meant to delay, so he didn't care. He thought it would be best if their master came, and then they would catch everything in one go, so that no one would slip through the net.

On Ye Hong's side, however, he encountered a problem. He wanted to feed Ming Yuan the healing liquid, but found that Ming Yuan could not open his mouth.

Ye Hong frowned, knowing that he couldn't delay any longer, he was afraid that even if he had the medicine to bring the dead back to life, it wouldn't be able to.

He straightened the person and leaned on his shoulders. Yan Mingyuan was much taller than him. At this time, everyone was in an awkward position and looked ridiculous. I believe Yan Mingyuan must be uncomfortable at this time.

Yan Mingyuan, who hadn't responded to how much medicine he gave just now, frowned slightly, but he still didn't wake up.

Ye Hong, who thought he would wake up, was not disappointed when he saw this. As long as he can recover at this moment, everything else is superfluous.

Ye Hongben was not a shy person, he supported Yan Mingyuan with one hand, and poured some of the liquid medicine into his mouth with the other, he felt a cool feeling, his mind became clearer for a moment, and he knew that this was the case. The medicine is really good.

Don't dare to delay for a moment, you must know that the liquid medicine will be squeezed out by the elixir in the end, it is because it is not easy to preserve and easy to volatilize, so that the elixir gradually emerges, in fact, in terms of quality, the liquid medicine is less impurity than the elixir, easy to absorb and has medicinal properties good.

Turning Mingyuan's face in his direction with both hands, Ye Hong leaned forward without the slightest hesitation, and put his lips on Yan Mingyuan's thin lips that were slightly pale due to excessive vomiting of blood.

Ye Hong clasped Yan Mingyuan's chin, forcing the unconscious man to open his lips slightly. He quickly put the tip of his tongue against Yan Mingyuan's lips and teeth, and slowly poured the medicinal liquid into Yan Mingyuan's mouth.

The medicinal liquid entered Yan Mingyuan's mouth smoothly, but Ye Hong didn't feel his swallowing, so he poked forward with the tongue that had just touched Yan Mingyuan's lips and teeth, and slid across the tip of Yan Mingyuan's tongue. , up to the throat.

Leaning Yan Mingyuan's head back slightly to make it easier to swallow for a while, Ye Hong pushed the tip of his tongue slightly to push away Yan Mingyuan's tightly closed throat. Caught off guard, the liquid medicine slid down the slit throat. in vivo.

Seeing that this method was effective, Ye Hong heaved a sigh of relief, slowly withdrew his tongue from Yan Mingyuan's mouth, picked up the liquid medicine again, poured some into his mouth, repeated the action just now, and fed the medicine down.

After going back and forth five times, Ye Hongcai finally fed the medicine completely, looking at Yan Mingyuan's gradually rosy face, he felt a little relieved.

However, Ye Hong felt a bit miraculous about this liquid medicine. Just now, Mingyuan was still in a state of breathing in less and exhaling more. Just after feeding the medicine, his face recovered so quickly, which really lived up to the name of the liquid medicine.

How did Ye Hong know that Yan Mingyuan's rosy face was not the effect of the liquid medicine, but his effect.

In fact, as early as Ye Hong fed him the medicine for the third time, Yan Mingyuan regained some consciousness. When he realized how Ye Hong was feeding him the medicine, the rest of Qingming also came back.

It's just that the scene at that time was a bit embarrassing for him, and he was too embarrassed to open his eyes, so he could only wait for Ah Jian to feed the medicine. Who would have thought that there would be two more times later!

Speaking of the first time, Yan Mingyuan was in a daze, and didn't feel anything, but the next two times, he felt it completely, the tenderness of A Jian's lips, and the shape of the tip of his tongue Radian, everything is unclear.

Yan Mingyuan felt a little ashamed at this time, A Jian was innocent in order to save him and help him heal his wounds, he, how could he blaspheme A Jian like this.

Ever since he knew the relationship between the two masters and the senior brothers, and knew that men and men were okay and could become Taoist couples, he also subconsciously felt that men and women can't accept each other.

Yan Mingyuan made up his mind that he must not let Ah Jian know about his thoughts today.

That's why Ye Hong thought that the magic of the liquid medicine, the ruddy color, was not the redness of the recovery of the wound, but the redness of embarrassment and shame.