Botmaster

There was no warning about Tong Wu's fall. Tan Xin failed to hold him, and could only exclaim: "Xiao Wu!"

Yan Jingchen turned his head when he heard the sound, only to see Tong Wu's eyes closed tightly, falling head to toe, and his heart tightened.

Ruoshuijian, who was united with the master's thoughts, moved, and flew over before Tongwu landed, caught Tongwu firmly, and landed slowly.

At this time, Yan Jingchen didn't care about the situation of the three people in Nanming Temple, and knelt on the ground nervously, and hugged Tong Wu from the weak water sword.

Ziqing's big cattail fan followed, and several people jumped off the fan, eager to see how Tong Wu was doing.

The weak water sword hangs beside the master, making a slight sword noise. He is also concerned about Tongwu's situation.

"It's okay, you go and watch them, I'm here." Yan Jingchen said gently to Ruoshuijian.

The weak water sword that got the master's order lowered the short sword slightly, as if a human nodded in agreement.

Yan Jingchen put Tong Wu flat on the ground, and Zi Qing handed over a small pillow bag that he did not know where he took out with a wink, and put it under Tong Wu's head.

"What's going on?" After Tong Wu settled down, Yan Jingchen opened his eyelids and looked, but found nothing unusual.

Tong Wu is not a living person, he has no heartbeat and no breathing, and ordinary diagnostic methods cannot be applied to him. Handed over a pill, "Brother, Xiao Wu's situation is too special, and I can't think of anything else, or... take a pill first? The medicine can't be stopped!"

"I think you are the one who can't stop the medicine." Yan Jingchen was annoyed, but the situation was chaotic at the moment, and he couldn't come up with a better way, so he took the pill handed by his junior brother and melted it in his mouth first. Then he fed it into Tongwu's mouth one mouthful at a time.

Seeing Hong Sui on the side, he quickly covered his eyes and turned his head, saying: "In broad daylight, don't look at evil."

Yan Jingchen: "..."

If it wasn't for busy feeding Xiaowu with medicine, Yan Jingchen really wanted to slap Hong Sui, none of these juniors and juniors were normal, they would only be cute and unreliable at critical moments.

After feeding one medicine, Yan Jingchen urged his true energy to lure the medicine down again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Tong Wu's situation has always been very complicated, and Yan Jingchen has to remind himself almost every day that he should be more attentive to him and not allow him to have any deviations on the path of cultivation. situation.

But he said that the Kunlun sent several people to pay attention to Tongwu's situation, and forgot that the last trouble of Nanming Temple was still there.

Murong Yanyan is also stubborn, disregarding her senior sister's hard work to protect her, the sect master hits the barrier again and again, even Cuihuan's blood-reinforced barrier can't stand it, cracking a few strands seam.

Lin Li involuntarily moved closer, and was glared at by Cuihuan.

Besides Lin Li, Ruo Shui Jian was stared at by Cui Huan, but Ruo Shui Jian was not a human being, so he could continue to hang there shamelessly.

The hall was chaotic before, and the disciples of the Nanming Temple were all dismissed by Lin Li to appease those sects and casual cultivators who did not want to go through the muddy water and wanted to leave. Now, after a long time, the disciples could not stop the monks who wanted to leave , they simply sent the Buddha to the west, and after watching them leave the Nanming Hall one by one, they realized that they wanted to find the eight elders and the hall master.

But the many disciples who returned to the hall did not see anyone, even Master Kong Yuan, who was holding the eight elders just now, was gone.

Just when all the disciples were puzzled, a disciple with advanced cultivation exclaimed: "Master's order!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience. You must know that the head order of Nanming Temple has not appeared for a long time!

While everyone was shocked, they also felt the subtle changes in the air. It seemed that the invisible air had gained substance, avoiding the bodies of the Nanming disciples, and slowly flowing in the direction of the palace master's courtyard, as if all the spiritual energy had been captured there. What attracts you is the same as pursuing the past without hesitation.

"Go, go and have a look!" The disciple who shouted the master's order earlier flew out first, followed by other disciples.

A group of Nanming disciples arrived outside the headmaster's courtyard, and they were dumbfounded when they saw the current situation - the hall master was trapped in the courtyard, hoping to use the power of the headmaster's order to break the barrier, while Cuihuan, Lin Li and Ruoshuijian looked down from above, presenting a strange situation of tripartite confrontation.

"What's going on here? Where are the elders?" Some disciples couldn't bear it and spit out their doubts.

With this question, the scene suddenly exploded. Everyone asked each other one sentence at a time, and some people who were on good terms with Lin Li flew over to ask about the situation, but Lin Li pierced his chest with his paw, and looked at it in disbelief. Looking at the blood hole in his chest, he watched Lin Li crush his heart and burst it.

"Wow—" The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Cuihuan didn't expect Lin Lilai to do this, and what's more, Lin Li actually said to Cuihuan: "Uncle Master, you should quickly remove this barrier, otherwise I will lose every time a stick of incense burns." Kill one, what do you think?"

"you dare!"

"What am I not afraid of? Just ask this group of weak chickens, do they dare to come up to deal with me?" As he spoke, Lin Li looked around contemptuously. Although there were many people around him, no one dared to go up. ex challenge.

Speaking of Nanming Temple, who has no life debt?It's just more or less...

Cuihuan couldn't help it, knowing that she didn't have enough prestige among the disciples of Nanming, so she didn't expect them to help her, so she might as well protect the barrier with all her strength to prevent Murong Yanyan from coming out, and wait until she couldn't hold on anymore I'm afraid Murong Yanyan won't have the strength to do anything anymore.

Thinking of this, Cuihuan opened the wound that had stopped bleeding again, quickly drew four talismans, and pasted them on the four sides of the barrier respectively.

The power of the Nine Turns Returning Yang Formation was domineering, and with the addition of blood symbols, Cuihuan's body was already very weak, but she was born with a strong willpower and endless hatred, which supported her to fight Lin Li again .

The Soul Locker was cut off by the Ruo Shui sword, so he couldn't use the left and right sides, so he just fought in close quarters, and he could always find a chance to kill Lin Li.

Cuihuan and Lin Li fought, making those Nanming disciples who rushed over halfway confused again, and had no idea.

Although the Kunlun faction group ignored the matter of the Nanming Temple for the time being, Tan Xin still kept an eye on it. At this moment, the disciples of the Nanming Temple were flying densely above his head, and Cuihuan and Lin Li were trembling again. Tan Xin But he didn't feel that things could get better, he had no doubts, and always felt that something was going to happen.

At this moment, Ziqing shouted in surprise: "Look at Xiaowu!"

Everyone turned their attention to Tong Wu, only to see his lips twitch slightly, revealing his fangs.

This is... Hungry?

Yan Jingchen thought about it, and it was indeed not too long since the last time he drank the blood substitute, and it was time to replenish the blood.

He said to Ziqing: "Give me a bottle of substitute blood."

"Oh!" Ziqing hastily dug out a bottle of surrogate blood and gave it to senior brother. He took this thing out of the house on purpose, for fear that Tongwu would catch a moth.

After unscrewing the bottle cap, Yan Jingchen gently lifted Tong Wu's head, and put the mouth of the bottle closer.

Although he was unconscious, Tong Wu still obediently drank the substitute blood. Just when Yan Jingchen was about to feed him the second mouthful, Tong Wu coughed violently, and counted the substitute blood together with the medicine that Yan Jingchen had fed before him. Spit it out.

"..." Ziqing had never seen such a situation before, so she was dumbfounded.

Yan Jingchen frowned, looked at the blood substitute in his hand, and said seriously: "What's going on?"

"I don't know, senior brother, what do you mean by looking at me like that, can you trust me?"

"..."

Yan Jingchen was speechless for a while, of course he believed in his junior brother, but caring about him was confusing...

At this time, Tong Wu in his arms moved slightly, his lips twitched as if he wanted to say something.

"Xiao Wu, what did you say?" Yan Jingchen put his ear to Tong Wu's lips, only to hear him angrily highlight a word: blood.

Yan Jingchen's heart suddenly jumped wildly, because Tong Wu never took the initiative to ask him for blood. He has always been a child with strong self-control, and he would never break his promise when he promised to quit his blood addiction.

"Blood...Jingchen, I'm hungry..." When Yan Jingchen hesitated, Tong Wu begged again.

Several people were close, and they all heard Tong Wu's pleading, and turned their eyes to Yan Jingchen.

"Brother..." Hong Sui urged.

"I know...it's just that it shouldn't be done this way, you know." Yan Jingchen looked at Hong Sui, she knew Tong Wu earlier than herself, so she definitely wouldn't want to harm him.

"Is it just because of him?"

"For the time being, let's take a look..."

Yan Jingchen supported Tong Wu, hoping that he could get through it. Left and right are not often addicted to blood, so just bear with it.

Who knew that his wishful thinking was wrong, Tong Wu, who had been waiting for blood for a long time, seemed to be in pain, and began to twitch all over, occasionally interspersed with Tong Wu's begging, "Jing Chen, I'm in pain and hungry, give me blood... "

"..." Yan Jingchen's eyes darkened, struggling a little.

Tong Wu's withdrawal became more and more severe, his hands tightly clutching Yan Jingchen's sleeves, the pain was unbearable.

Yan Jingchen was also heartbroken, and finally gave up with a long sigh, lifted Tong Wu into his arms, put his head on his shoulder, and coaxed softly: "Come on, drink, I'll drink my blood for you .”

Hearing this, Tong Wu seemed to have been forgiven, and opened his mouth to stab Yan Jingchen with his fangs.

"Hmm!" Yan Jingchen couldn't help moaning in pain, coupled with the pain of the blood being drawn away.

Tong Wu, on the other hand, didn't notice Yan Jingchen's Tong Wu at all, and sucked blood on his own, just like the first meal he ate after waking up.

Yan Jingchen's blood had a rich fragrance and abundant aura, Tong Wu took a few sips, and gradually his eyes became clear.

"..." He rolled his eyes a few times before realizing that he seemed to be biting something.

"Have you had enough?" Yan Jingchen's voice rang in his ears.

Only then did Tong Wu realize what he was doing, and hurriedly let go, but after seeing the two blood holes on Yan Jingchen's neck, he became sad.

Yan Jingchen wiped his mouth for him, he didn't care about the wound on his neck, but felt sorry for Tong Wu, "Look at you, you eat your mouth full, like a little cat."

"I……"

"You're hungry, you want to eat, it's okay."

"No..." He wanted to say something, but he rolled his eyes and fainted again.

This……

Yan Jingchen was also dumbfounded, not knowing what the situation is now.

Everyone was at a loss, but at this moment, Tong Wu suddenly opened his eyes again. He took some time to focus his eyes, and then glanced at the few people around him. Those eyes were very strange.

Tan Xin felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell why.

At this time, Tong Wu saw Yan Jingchen, his eyes instantly softened, he smiled slightly, and said to Yan Jingchen: "Jingchen, long time no see."

"Hmm..." Yan Jingchen just thought he was dazed and talking nonsense.

At this moment, suddenly a broken sword flew towards Yan Jingchen in mid-air, and Tong Wu's expression changed suddenly. Under Tong Wu's stern eyes, the broken sword deflected half an inch to the side, and threw it at Yan Jingchen's feet.

This time, Tong Wu exploded.

He pushed Yan Jingchen away and stood up, the expression on his face was somewhat unpredictable, and the words he said were also inexplicable——

"Where did the ants come from, dare to make trouble in front of me?"