The fairy tale life of modern cultivators

?Chapter 31

The next day, Zhao Qingquan felt uncomfortable all over, dizzy and unable to lift his strength.He is a god, and he will not get sick, that is, he is injured.He carefully recalled the battle with the eagle, and the black blood at the end, and finally found out what the problem was—he was poisoned, and the black blood was poisonous.

It was because he was too careless, and he thought that the methods of the goblin, who had practiced for thousands of years, would be upright. He was so naive!

A monster is a monster, no matter how many years you practice, you can't change your nature!

Jiang Xinle knocked on his door, but didn't hear an answer, so she stood at the door and asked loudly, "Senior brother, what do you want for lunch?"

Zhao Qingquan panicked for no reason, his first reaction was not to let Jiang Xinle know that he was injured: "You cook some porridge."

"Okay!" Jiang Xinle got used to his indifference and didn't notice anything unusual.

Zhao Qingquan tried to force out the poison, but unfortunately the poison was too insidious to kill him, but it would take some time to completely remove it.

He set up an enchantment to protect the entire Taoist temple. Looking at Jiang Xinle's carefree face while eating, he was worried, so he set up a strengthened enchantment for Jiang Xinle's room alone, telling him that he was fine. Don't run around, just practice in the room obediently.

Zhao Qingquan's premonition was accurate, someone came to provoke him at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but the attack became stronger and stronger. If this continues, the barrier will be broken.

Zhao Qingquan walked out of the Taoist temple with a dark face, and saw He Dacheng and Xue Yubing standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple with a dark smile.

"Finally came out! I thought you didn't dare to come out, hiding inside like a turtle!" He Dacheng laughed arrogantly, "How about it, God Zhao, how does it feel to be poisoned? You gods are not invulnerable to all poisons. Is it? You have today too! Hahahaha..."

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Qingquan asked unhappily.

"What are you doing? Meeting you, a fairy!" He Dacheng said in a strange manner, "Usually pretending to be a human being in school, but now I don't pretend? Where's your little junior brother? Ask him to come out together?"

Zhao Qingquan ignored He Dacheng and looked at Xue Yubing: "I advise you to leave early."

"Okay, we'll leave right away if you admit defeat." He Dacheng said arrogantly, "Stop pretending, let's see how long you can last!"

After finishing speaking, he opened his mouth wide and exhaled a gust of wind. Sand and stones flew all over the sky in the gust of wind, and the eyes of the person who blown it could not be opened!

Zhao Qingquan squinted his eyes, let the wind blow on his body, and carried it off without moving.

"It's okay!" He Dacheng laughed wildly, "Try again!"

Zhao Qingquan moved, and a rain of swords fell from the sky quickly, stabbing at He Dacheng and Xue Yubing intensively.

He Dacheng dodged hastily, and rolled to Xue Yubing's side begging for shelter with a cry of "Ouch".

Xue Yubing's complexion was also not good. Last night he made a big promise to ask Lao Diao to go out to deal with Zhao Qingquan. Unexpectedly, Lao Diao not only failed to kill Zhao Qingquan, but was injured instead. The only harvest was that Zhao Qingquan was also poisoned.Lao Diao's toxicity is not strong, it can't kill people, but it can consume physical strength.Xue Yubing waited for a day, and felt that the timing was about right, so he took He Dacheng up the mountain to provoke.He thought that the two of them would be able to get rid of Zhao Qingquan if they joined forces.

Zhao Qingquan was still able to sacrifice Jian Yu at this moment, which made him a little panicked.

Zhao Qingquan was not feeling well either, he held on to the sword rain, the toxicity was onset faster, and he almost couldn't hold it anymore, if the sword rain couldn't scare Xue Yubing and He Dacheng away, then he really had to wait to die .

Xue Yubing's face was pale, struggling to dodge, he glanced at He Dacheng who was injured and fell to the ground, and kicked him out of Jian Yu's attack range.

The rain of swords continued without any sign of stopping. Xue Yubing was secretly startled. He still had [-]% of his skills, but he was worried that Zhao Qingquan would have a back move, and he would be unable to stand up and leave even if he wanted to.Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, spun around, quickly flew out of Jian Yu's attack range, picked up He Dacheng and fled quickly.

Zhao Qingquan put away the sword rain, put one hand behind his back, and stared at the distance tightly, until Xue Yubing and He Dacheng flew [-] kilometers away, then he was relieved, turned around slowly and walked towards the Taoist temple.

Just after closing the door of the Taoist temple, he leaned against the door and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just trying to hold on, he has been seriously overdrawn.

"You, what's wrong with you?" The little squirrel stayed away from him, staring at the black smoke above his head, "Are you going to be burned to death?"

"Shut up!" Zhao Qingquan wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, glared at the little squirrel, "Come here!"

"What are you doing?" The little squirrel clutched his chest, "I'm not going!"

"Help me to the well in the backyard." Zhao Qingquan felt a fire in his chest, which made him extremely uncomfortable, as if something was stuck in his chest.

The little squirrel walked up to Zhao Qingquan step by step, and turned into an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, put Zhao Qingquan's arm on his shoulder, and said with a blushing face, "I know you've been hit by that dirty thing." , but I'm not yet an adult, so I can't detoxify you."

"Dirty things?" Zhao Qingquan repeated, his face darkened immediately, "You have a good idea."

"I'm also pretty!" said the little squirrel, "you'd better soak in the well first."

Jiang Xinle woke up early in the morning and went to ask Zhao Qingquan what he would like to eat in the morning as usual. He knocked on the door for a long time, but no one responded.He pushed open the door, but did not see Zhao Qingquan.

Jiang Xinle searched the entire Taoist temple, but couldn't find Zhao Qingquan.

He went to the kitchen to cook some porridge and eggs, and left a copy for Zhao Qingquan.

The little squirrel smashed the kitchen window with a pine cone, and Jiang Xinle threw an egg to it.

The little squirrel caught it: "You don't care about your senior brother?"

"I didn't find him, where did he go?"

"It's soaking in the well!" The little squirrel ate an egg in a few bites, and pointed to Zhao Qingquan's portion, "He probably won't live long, and eating it is a waste, why don't you give it to me."

Jiang Xinle hurried to the backyard, lay down on the edge of the well, and saw Zhao Qingquan soaking in the well with his eyes closed.

The well water beside Zhao Qingquan was bubbling. His face was flushed red and his hair was wet.

Jiang Xinle said: "Hurry up and go down the mountain, don't come back again."

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Xinle saw that the situation was not good, and asked anxiously, "Did you fall in? I'll find a rope to pull you up."

"Idiot!" Zhao Qingquan cursed in a low voice.

Holding an egg in one hand, the little squirrel sat on a tree by the mouth of the well and scolded Jiang Xinle: "You are so stupid! He is so powerful, if he really wants to come up, will he still be able to come up? I told you just now that he will not be able to do so soon." It's poisoned!"

"Poisoned!" Jiang Xinle yelled, and asked Zhao Qingquan worriedly, "Brother, where can I find the antidote?"

"Hurry up and go down the mountain!" Zhao Qingquan whispered, "Hurry up!"

The little squirrel gnawed on the egg and said, "The poison he has is easy to solve. You just need to find him a girl!"

"□□!"

"Pfft," the little squirrel laughed, "almost!"

"Brother, wait, I'll find you a lady at the foot of the mountain!" Jiang Xinle didn't think much, and shouted at the mouth of the well, "What do you like? It's hard to find someone like Xue Yubing."

Zhao Qingquan raised his head and glanced at him, which made Jiang Xinle feel terrified.

He quickly explained: "Don't look at me, I haven't looked for it either."

"He is a god, what can those mortals do?" The little squirrel said from the side, "You must at least find someone who cultivates immortals."

"Master!" The first person Jiang Xinle thought of was his master, and after he finished speaking, he felt that he couldn't do it. The master is so old and a man, how can he help his brother relieve it?

The little squirrel jumped up and down the tree with a smile: "It's rare to be so stupid!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped down quietly, kicked Jiang Xinle's buttocks, and kicked Jiang Xinle into the well at once.

The little squirrel squatted by the well, and shouted to the panic-stricken Jiang Xinle: "You are also an immortal cultivator, and you look pretty good, master immortal."

Jiang Xinle plopped up and down in the well a few times. The well water was very hot, even hotter than the hot springs he had soaked in. He managed to regain his composure, wiped off the water from his face, and looked at Zhao Qingquan worriedly.

Zhao Qingquan's body was trembling all the time, and his long eyelashes fluttered, excruciatingly painful.

"Go up!" Zhao Qingquan closed his eyes not to look at him, and shouted in a low voice, "Go to Master, he will help you in the future."

"What about you?"

"I'm fine." Zhao Qingquan said bravely.

Jiang Xinle touched him tentatively, and immediately withdrew his hand when it was hot, and murmured: "It turns out that the novel is not a lie, but I am a man."

"What's wrong with the man?" The little squirrel hadn't left yet, and upon hearing Jiang Xinle's words, said, "Just let him vent. Can't you use your hands without that function? I really don't know how you live so big. I don’t understand anything, it really breaks my heart!”

"Can you use your hands?" Jiang Xinle asked Zhao Qingquan in a low voice, afraid that the little squirrel would hear it.

Zhao Qingquan didn't speak.

That's OK.

Jiang Xinle leaned against him, and immediately felt a rush of heat. The situation forced him, and he didn't have much time to be shy, so he put his hand into Zhao Qingquan's clothes.

The moment his hands touched his skin, Zhao Qingquan's body trembled uncontrollably.

"Relax." Jiang Xinle was comforting Zhao Qingquan and himself.In his impression, Zhao Qingquan had always been abstinent, and this kind of thing happened to him, which was a bit blasphemy to him.Jiang Xinle still felt a little unreal when he touched his body with his hands. He raised his head to see if the little squirrel was still there, but he heard Zhao Qingquan hum twice, and raised his hand to cover the mouth of the well. .

The well was so dark that nothing could be seen, only Zhao Qingquan's suppressed breathing could be heard.

Jiang Xinle's technique is not good, he even despises himself, and now serving Zhao Qingquan, he really can't handle it. ?