Raising a junior brother to counterattack

"What's the matter?" Wei Minghan asked when Shen Huai suddenly stopped, with a serious expression on his face.

Shen Huai struggled, but finally turned his head, and shook his head at the two with a brisk expression: "Can you do me a favor, go back and find my master to come here?"

"What's so difficult about it? It's Shen Huai, you're pulling us as free labor and you can't do without some compensation!" Fang Shijun patted his chest and was about to agree. Suddenly Wei Minghan pulled the other party's hand and looked deeply at him. Shenhuai.

Shen Huai just didn't realize it, Fang Shijun smiled and said: "Okay, when I come back, I will have a good fight with you for three days and three nights."

Before Fang Shijun could respond with a haha, Wei Minghan suddenly said, "What's the danger ahead? Let's go together!"

Hearing this, Shenhuai finally sighed: "I know I can't hide it from you, and it's nothing serious. It's just that the Nine Dragon Kite is blooming in front of me. I saw it by chance before, and I just see when it blooms every few days. When I arrived, I suddenly thought of it. There is also the grass guard beast, that's why I asked you to ask my master to come and pick it. I will hide aside to see the situation, you don't have to worry, presumably the grass guard beast is busy driving away other wild beasts that come smelling the fragrance and won't find me. "

While Shen Huai made up excuses calmly, he was secretly worried, the evil cultivator must have been sucking the flesh and blood of the little ghost, so he ignored them, and if it was later, the little ghost would probably die.

"So that's it," Wei Minghan nodded: "Inform Master Qinglu, one person is enough, I will stay and observe the situation with you."

Fang Shijun glared: "Hey, why did you stay, no... Ah... Hey, hey... Wei Minghan, what are you doing?"

However, the protest was ineffective. Wei Minghan pushed Fang Shijun up onto the flying sword, spit out his spiritual power slightly, and the opponent even flew away with the sword. In the end, he slowly rushed to the panic-stricken figure in mid-air and said, "You Hurry up, otherwise Master Qinglu will be late, and someone else will pick up Jiulongyuan and it will be your fault."

"You...you two bastards!" Fang Shijun's gnashing of teeth sounded in the air, but he never came back but walked away in the direction of Izuyun Peak.

When Fang Shijun completely disappeared from the sight of the two of them, Wei Minghan turned his head and looked straight at Shen Huai: "As you said, it's okay to lie to that idiot Fang Shijun, but to me...forget it."

Shen Huai was slightly stunned, and then suddenly curled the corners of his mouth: "I just said, there may be evil cultivators ahead, I must go, you... just go back."

As soon as the words fell, he immediately changed his footsteps. I don't know what footwork he used. The speed was so fast that he almost disappeared as a phantom.

Wei Minghan: "..."

The smell of blood was right in front of our eyes, and after passing around the last ancient tree, the mess in front of us was shocking.

There was a large amount of blood on the green grass. The child's face was pale, half of his shoulder was gone, and he was lying in a pool of blood in a bloody mess.

A strange gray-clothed man lay on his body, gnawing at his bloody limbs.

Just when Shenhuai was guessing whether the child was dead, the child who was lying on the ground without making a sound suddenly opened his eyes, his dilated pupils gradually focused, and finally condensed into an unbelievable gaze.

At this moment, the gray-clothed man seemed to turn around, and it turned out to be the Deacon Chen he had seen before. It was just the same face, but because of the difference in temperament and expression, it was completely different.

Deacon Chen is snobbish and shrewd.

The evil cultivator in front of him is bloodthirsty and evil, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes are red, strange and cruel, he can't even be called a human, but a monster, a monster who only knows how to choose and eat.

All evil cultivators, because of the cruel slaughter, were affected by the resentment of the dead, no matter how strong their will was, they would eventually become such a mindless monster.

He glanced at Shen Huai, probably feeling that the other party was not a threat, his eyes showed contempt, and he continued to turn his head and gnaw.

Taking advantage of the opening of the opponent's turn, Shenhuai flew forward with a 'swish', extremely fast, pulled the child and stuffed a pill into his mouth, and then... threw him out.

Without food, Xie Xiu immediately became angry and violent. He screamed and rushed towards Shenhuai.

Shen Huai drew his sword out of its sheath, took a side step to dodge, and blocked it with his horizontal sword.

When he got close before, he noticed that this evil cultivator had scattered spiritual power, and he was obviously on the verge of going berserk, especially judging from the fluctuation of his spiritual power, it was only in the training period.

Although I don't know how such a weak and mindless evil cultivator sneaked into Shangxuanzong, this discovery still made Shenhuai make up his mind to come and give it a try.

It's just... soon he found that something was wrong, very wrong, this evil cultivator's form and soul were abnormally inconsistent, his body was obviously only at the third level of Qi Refining, and his realm was so powerful that he could become an incarnation, his eyesight, speed and skill were no better than his How much worse, fighting has cost energy.

Especially Xiexiu's physical cultivation is higher than Shenhuai's, and he just ate so much flesh and blood from a child, which can be said to be a great tonic, and soon Shenhuai's ability to do things with ease became stretched.

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It was the sound of Xiexiu's five claws piercing Shen Huai's chest.

The child who saw this scene in the distance immediately shrank his pupils, and his only remaining hand grasped the weeds around him.For a moment, an indescribable fear arose in his heart, but he forced himself to stare at the blood-stained white figure with wide eyes.

Shen Huai's eyes were fixed - this is the time.

Instead of dodging, he fought back, and rushed towards Xie Xiu with serious injuries.

Today's Shenhuai is almost empty of spiritual power, almost out of strength, without any advantage, except... this evil cultivator has no mind.

If you don't fight hard, he will definitely die in the end.

Sure enough, the feeling of touching flesh and blood caused Xie Xiu to instinctively look addicted and distracted his attention.

Shen Huai seized the opportunity and pointed the sword point directly at the opponent's neck.

Looking at the opponent's almost-to-death fight, the child suddenly felt a sore feeling, and the water vapor in front of his eyes made the figure blurry.

Just at the moment when the tip of Shenhuai's sword was about to touch the evil cultivator, there was a sudden burst of light thrust, obviously so light, but it bounced Shenhuai far away, and came to the side of the child with a 'bang' , The blade of the sword also broke with a 'clang—', and a piece fell to the ground.

Shen Huai fell to the ground, unable to get up anymore——

He thought vaguely that he was getting more and more unlucky. Originally, he came here directly because he didn't want the child to die like this. He also specially asked someone to call Qinglu to come over, it can be said that he was fully prepared, and the result——

Another accident happened to him. Does this evil cultivator need to be so weird? It doesn’t matter if the evil cultivator is weird, he is about to win, and the result——

Cheng Yaojin came out on the way, although he didn't know who made the move just now, and where that person was, but with that light force that could break swords and blades, Shen Huai concluded that the opponent's cultivation was extremely high, absolutely It's not something he can match now.

It's really... It's obvious that someone came out from the orthodox sect, but he didn't help him, but came to save the evil cultivator. It's not that his luck is out of luck!

Shen Huai sighed inwardly, suddenly a warm feeling came from his chest, and he was slightly taken aback.

A childish and trembling voice came from next to my ear: "You...you don't want to die, cover it, don't bleed."

Shenhuai: "..."

At this time, he felt that the child who was usually not smart was so stupid at this time, his stupidity index was comparable to that of the little demons he met back then.

What kind of wound doesn't bleed when you cover it?And brat, do you cover him so hard because you don't want him to die or take the opportunity to take revenge!

Feeling the trembling little palm on his chest, Shen Huai finally sighed helplessly: "Be gentle."

The child was stunned for a moment, and immediately relaxed his strength, trying to calm his voice and said: "Do you want to take some medicine, where is it? I'll get it for you!"

As if being supported, Shen Huai rested his head on the child's small shoulders. The shoulders were tender and soft. Shen Huai was really worried that he would crush the other party, but he didn't have the strength to move away now. .

The child's voice got closer: "What medicine do you want? I...how can I get it?"

"..." Shenhuai leaned on the child's shoulder, and said weakly, "Forget it, now... my eyes are dark, and I don't have the strength to hold it."

After a pause, he added slowly: "You can't get the things in my Qiankun bag."

What Shen Huai said was so calm that the child almost cried when he heard it.

The young monks in his impression are always scheming, cunning and cunning, but they are always powerful.

Even when the other party's cultivation was only at the first level of refining Qi, the eyes were still high above, and now such a powerful person... but fell in front of him covered in blood and full of energy, all of this... was all because of him.

The man in white who had just appeared was very powerful and was comforting Deacon Chen. He believed that he would come to kill them soon.

He knew that it would be useless to take out any medicine, but...but he was afraid, he was afraid that the other party would die like this, even...even if he died later than him, don't...don't die in front of him like this, okay? good?

The shoulders under his head trembled slightly, Shenhuai's consciousness was already a little fuzzy, he just thought in a trance that the little ghost was too unreliable, let him lean over, but he was unstable, shaking his head even more dizzy, but ...it's a little warmer.

There is also that sweet and fresh taste, he really wanted to rush over to taste a few mouthfuls, he was about to die, but the panacea that he had been coveting for so long hadn't entered his mouth yet, thinking about it was really sad!

It's a pity...he has no strength at all!

Maybe it was because of sensing the longing in Shen Huai's heart, or maybe because the salivating expression on Shen Huai's face was too obvious, the child suddenly asked in a low voice: "You...what do you want?"

Shenhuai: "..." What do you want?Do you want to drink your blood?