I ran away after slag Xianzun

The next day, Jiang Meiqing had to open her eyelids because of the pain all over her body.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, the glaring sunlight swept across his face, he subconsciously covered himself with the back of his hand, raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Wu Wang, who was sitting aside, with neat clothes and belts, his eyes fell on him, thoughtful.

"Xianzun, good morning."

Wu Wang saw that he was motionless, so he stood up and walked to his side, with a teasing tone, "Can't you get up?"

Jiang Meiqing stopped, scolded him in his heart as an asshole, then unceremoniously extended his hand to him, and looked at him with a smile.

Wu Wang didn't say anything, walked over, reached out and hooked his hands into the sockets of his knees, and hugged him horizontally.

Jiang Meiqing took a slight breath, she was so sore that she felt like she was falling apart even if she moved.

"Can the Immortal Venerable have a discussion, can you be gentle next time, even a boar can't stand it if you make such a fuss!"

Without saying a word, I just moved the breakfast in front of him for him to eat.

Jiang Meiqing almost thought that he would not respond to her again, but after a while, she heard him whisper, "Since you are afraid, don't stir up thunder."

Jiang Meiqing was taken aback for a moment, and thought, that won't work, he still needs to practice double cultivation, how can he do double cultivation if he doesn't stir up thunder and fire?

After eating breakfast, the two walked out of the inn, gathered with everyone and set off.

Because they have already passed through the forest with the thickest miasma, and the next journey will not be disturbed by the miasma, everyone flew with their swords.

Jiang Meiqing tightly grabbed Wu Wang's waist, jumped up with him, and stood on the hilt behind him.

The surrounding wind howled past his ears, and the curled long hair fluttered.

The morning sun faintly diffused through the layers of thick clouds, covering everyone with a light yellow halo. The red glow not far away has not receded, and it complements the lake at the foot of the mountain, which is really beautiful.

Jiang Meiqing leaned on Wuwang's back, resting her chin on his shoulder, while chatting with him.

But most of the time it was him who was chatting on twitter, with an occasional sentence or two.

"Did the Immortal Venerable stay in the Muyun Sect to hide from the light for so many years?"

Wu Wang nodded his head slightly. Since his parents died since he was a child, he joined the Muyun Sect.

Sect Master Yuan valued him very much and trained him as a disciple of his direct line. He has been staying in Muyun Sect since he was a child, devoting himself to cultivation.

Jiang Meiqing shook her head and said, "No wonder."

There is no doubt.

"Why?"

Jiang Meiqing smiled lightly and leaned on his shoulder, "The immortal master's ability to control the sword is too ordinary."

Wu Wang frowned, not quite understanding.

Why is his flying with the sword so smooth?Even when the strong wind hit at this time, he was able to stabilize the sword without shaking at all.

Jiang Meiqing shook her head, "I'm not talking about being as stable as it is now, it's too boring."

"How can it be interesting?"

"How about I come?"

Jiang Meiqing sneered when she heard Wuwang, "How can you fly with the sword without spiritual power?"

Jiang Meiqing said: "Wouldn't it be nice if the Immortal Venerable stood behind me and continuously passed on spiritual power to me?"

Wu Wang was a little doubtful, after all, since we met, he has almost no spiritual power, and he has never seen him flying with a sword.

Seeing that he even doubted herself, Jiang Meiqing couldn't help being annoyed, "Immortal Venerable, how will you know if you don't try?"

After a while, seeing that Wu Wang was still unmoved, Jiang Meiqing had no choice but to change her strategy, and begged coquettishly, "Just let me try."

His voice was soft, and the warm breath sprayed on Wuwang's neck, even if the surrounding wind blows away, he can still feel the warm breath.

He moved slightly in his heart, finally sighed, and said, "Okay."

The next moment, Wu Wang reached out and grabbed his arm, then jumped up, turned over, got behind him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and quickly stabilized the sword hilt after a while of shaking.

Jiang Meiqing smiled slightly, spread her arms, and stood firmly in front of her.

Wuwang put his palm on the back of his heart behind his back, and the warm spiritual energy poured in continuously.

He felt light all over his body, as if he had returned to the time when his whole body was full of spiritual power. During that time, he could really do whatever he wanted.

He slightly curled his lips into a smile, and then suddenly Yujian flew straight down, at an extremely fast speed, as if falling.

There was a moment of intense weightlessness, Wu Wang was startled, and suddenly grabbed his waist.

"what are you doing?"

Jiang Meiqing smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, Immortal, I will show you the joy of flying with a real sword."

The disciples with low spiritual power were flying not far below, and when they looked up, they saw the dragon Yin of the Immortal Venerable flying up and down, like a wild goose that lost its direction and was blind, flying around.

The two people above were also staggering and tottering, as if they were about to fall straight down in the next moment, making the people below feel sweaty.

Jing Ming watched from afar, and couldn't help but sneered.

Then he seemed to think of something again, and a more gloomy look appeared on his face.

Gu Jian rode the dragon elephant, flying unhurriedly, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled into a smile.

"Tell me, does that guy forget his friends after seeing sex?"

After hearing what it said, the dragon elephant shook its head in dissatisfaction, and breathed out lightly like an oyster cow.

Gu Jian touched its head lovingly, and said with a smile: "You don't like Wuwang, right? To be honest, I don't like it too much either. He is too cold, and I have to take the initiative in everything. He doesn't know how to be considerate, and sometimes he is so fierce, but how to say? There are not many people with integrity like him in the cultivation world."

Gu Jian sighed slowly, but Long Xiang still shook his head unexpectedly.

"What are you shaking your head again? Want to talk? It seems that you haven't been asked to speak for a long time."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, the dragon elephant nodded heavily, his head was like pounding garlic, and the fat hanging down his jaw was shaking, which looked very funny.

"When you get back to Mount Qingcheng, I'll let you transform into a costly form, and keep a low profile outside now."

Dragon Elephant is an extremely rare and precious spiritual beast, which is rare in the cultivation world. The reason why Gu Jian changed it into this appearance is to cover up his original nature.

Spirit pets that are too dazzling are often very coveted and not safe.

After hearing this, Long Xiang obediently lowered his head and did not object.

Besides, after Jiang Meiqing and Wu Wang experienced a period of flying, Jiang Meiqing was gradually exhausted, and the spiritual power behind him had been pouring into his back heart, but his physical strength could not support it. Then suddenly fell straight down.Like a kite with a broken string, Jiang Meiqing's feeble exclamation was blown away by the wind.

At the critical juncture, Wuwang jumped up, grabbed Long Yinxi suddenly, and put one arm around Jiang Meiqing's waist. After a while, the two continued to return to the hilt of the sword.

Both of them were out of breath, and their bodies were messy. Seeing Wu Wang's dark complexion, Jiang Meiqing lowered her head in embarrassment, and obediently leaned against his back, not daring to speak.

He had never encountered such a situation before, mainly because the spiritual and physical strength of this body was too weak, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Is Xianzun angry?"

Wu Wang didn't look back, but the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and he could still see that he was emotional.

Really, is there any need to be angry?The temper is really bad.

Jiang Meiqing was also a little tired, too lazy to coax him, so she leaned against him and closed her eyes, letting the oncoming wind mess up his hair.

At noon, the sun on the top was too strong, so everyone returned to the ground and walked on foot.

Yu Jian's flying consumes too much spiritual power, and the disciples can't stand it, so they need to recover on the ground.

In the forest, there is a clear spring on a high mountain not far away, which flows down along the rocks, forming a trickling stream, which is crystal clear.

Everyone washed their faces and arranged their clothes by the stream.

After Jiang Meiqing finished washing, she took out her spirit bag and filled it with water. Seeing Wu Wang standing there, she walked over with a smile and handed him the water.

"Does the immortal drink water?"

There was still anger on Wu Wang's face, and she was still angry about what happened in the morning, Jiang Meiqing was really helpless, even a little thing was worth getting angry up to now.

Wu Wang reached out to take the water bag, glanced at him, and said slowly: "You will not be allowed to fly with the sword in the future."

Jiang Meiqing: ...

Do you want to be so overbearing?

He was just careless, not on purpose.

But seeing his expression like this, he had no choice but to nod, and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to the immortal."

Seeing that he was so perfunctory, he put on a straight face and wanted to say a few more words, but before he could speak, he suddenly heard a few disciples over there screaming in surprise.

The two looked at each other and quickly walked over there.

The disciples by the stream raised their robes and stepped back one after another.

Jiang Meiqing got closer to see it clearly. It turned out that the water that was so clear just now was stained with scarlet blood at some point, and the whole stream was stained red within a short while, but no one was seen injured. Where did this blood come from?

Everyone continued to look at each other with horror on their faces, Jing Ming snorted coldly and told them to retreat to the back and not get in the way here.

All the disciples retreated one after another, and then he looked at Jiang Meiqing who was staying here, and pointed at him, "You also retreat to the back."

Jiang Meiqing waved her hand, not intending to argue with him, so she stepped back consciously.

Fortunately, he retreated in time. At this moment, in the calm stream, several black figures suddenly appeared, wrapped in a thick black mist and pounced on them. The murderers were caught off guard. Gu Jian and his dragon elephant were at the nearest place by the stream. The dragon elephant couldn't dodge in time, and it wailed, obviously injured, and a mist of blood filled its body.

It's Mo Mei!

In an instant, the two sides quickly fought together, surrounded by the black mist, watching from a distance, Zhong Disciple and Jiang Meiqing couldn't see the struggle in the black mist clearly, only the clanging of weapons could be heard clearly.

"Who are these people?"

"It's Mo Mei, the one who attacked us last time!"

"It's horrible, what are these people trying to do?"

……

The disciples were discussing.

Suddenly, the thick black fog in front dissipated suddenly, and everyone fell out one after another, except for Wu Wang, Jing Ming, Gu Jian, and Mo Mei.

In the next moment, before everyone could see clearly the leaders of those monsters, they fled away like a gust of wind and disappeared into the sky.

Wu Wang, Jing Ming and Gu Jian were left behind looking at each other, what is Mo Mei doing?Enough support?

Did you run away as soon as you missed a hit?

Jing Ming glanced at Wu Wang indifferently, they were trapped in the thick black mist just now, it was Wu Wang who pierced the eye of the formation with his sword and freed them.

And the method of breaking the formation is clearly Bu Zhoushan's unique skill, so how could Wu Wang know it?

Could it be that person taught him?

His eyes flicked across Jiang Meiqing's face unkindly, walking between him and Wuwang.None of Bu Zhoushan's thoughts, formations, and swordsmanship should be passed on to outsiders. This is the ancestral precept, how dare he violate it? !

Jiang Meiqing knew what he was thinking, but didn't take it seriously, so what if it got out?He predicted that Jing Ming would never tell Master.

Jingming wished that he would go far away and never return to Buzhou Mountain.

Wu Wang looked at Mo Mei's departure direction, and said decisively: "They should have just come here to test our current situation, and everyone must be on guard next time."

Jingming looked at it from a distance, and sneered disapprovingly, "I don't think they have much ability. Their demon king is still imprisoned in Buzhou Mountain. What ability do they have to dare to shout at us?"

After hearing this, Gu Jian didn't make a sound, only a slight ironic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Wuwang didn't respond.

According to his previous understanding of Momei's family, Momei is naturally suitable for cultivation, and they have a unique and wide spiritual sea in their bodies. People in their clan who cultivated from a young age often produce larger spiritual pills than those of the human race, and have the ability to store spiritual power Also stronger.

As for why he was defeated in the battle between humans and demons hundreds of years ago?He was always suspicious.

Wu Wang put away his sword, turned his head and said to the disciples indifferently: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go on the road quickly, you need to be vigilant along the way, there is a high probability that demons will appear again."

Then, he asked the disciple next to him, how far is it from the next inn?

That disciple is a person who often goes to Mu Yunzong to deliver letters, so he understands this better, he said: "It is enough to cross this mountain, but according to the speed of travel, I am afraid we will not be able to reach it before sunset today."

Wu Wang frowned slightly, walking at night is more likely to attract demons.

Jing Ming walked over with big strides, "If you can't walk, then fly with the sword, what's the point of being tired, it's better than dying on the way, right?"

Wu Wang looked at the tired appearance of these disciples, hesitated for a moment, after all, flying with a sword is different from walking on the ground, if there is a slight difference, he will fall down, and his body will be broken to pieces.

He himself is the Immortal Venerable of Muyun Sect, so he is naturally responsible for them.

After thinking for a while, he made a decision, "Let's go faster, it's better to walk on the ground."

Jing Ming glanced at him, sneered, and walked away without arguing.

Gu Jian watched Wu Wang giving these orders not far away, walked slowly to Jiang Meiqing's side, leaned down, and whispered in his ear: "This person is very reliable, I will pay you back if you are handed over to him." I'm quite relieved."

Jiang Meiqing gave him a sideways look.

"I'm not going to follow him all the time."

Gu Jian sized him up and down with meaningful eyes, "If you want to leave, he may not agree."

Jiang Meiqing frowned, and turned to Gu Jian, "Why do you suddenly feel that you are facing him now?"

Gu Jian quickly waved her hand, "Don't blame me, when did I face him?"

Only then did Jiang Meiqing slow down and change her face, but Gu Jian's voice changed, and she said again: "But to be honest, from the current point of view, he treats you pretty well, but you are absent-minded, half-hearted, and playing with the feelings of the immortal. ..."

Jiang Meiqing: ...

They formed a contract, not a Taoist couple. What is playing with feelings?Besides, Wu Wang doesn't have much affection for him?

In the past, it was too late to hate him. The reason why I made a contract with him is probably after double cultivation once, so I can taste the taste, right?Every time he was tossed to death.

He lowered his eyelids lightly.

This is also very good, take what you need.

Afterwards, they continued on their way. This time, everyone walked directly to the sunset, and the surrounding dense forests became silent.

It wasn't very far away from the next inn, but for some reason, the closer he got, the more strange Jiang Meiqing felt.

Wu Wang walked in the middle of a certain kind of disciples, keeping a short distance from them, in order to take care of each disciple and avoid the sudden attack of demons.

Jiang Meiqing was a few steps behind and followed Gu Jian.

Finally, after passing through many dense forests, I came to a mountain depression, where I saw the inn on a rock half as high as a person.

The inn was opened in this wilderness, and it was originally specially prepared for those people from the cultivation world passing by.

However, when he stepped into the mountain depression, Wu Wang suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand and waved slowly, and everyone stopped following him.

Jiang Meiqing and Gu Jian were left behind, and they also sensed something was wrong. The aura of monsters here was too strong, and there was no forest monster nearby, so there was only one possibility - those monsters were nearby.

Wu Wang shouted coldly: "Come out!"

The surrounding fields were as quiet as snow, only the whistling sound of the wind blowing in the mountain depression, and everyone stood there motionless.

A moment later, when almost everyone thought it was an innocent illusion, suddenly, a huge snow-white cold light appeared above everyone's heads, with a powerful crushing force from top to bottom, covering down.

Wu Wang Jingming, two people with extremely high cultivation bases, jumped up, swung their weapons each, and stabbed straight at the spirit net that covered their heads and faces.

But I never thought that the thing seemed to be made of cotton, which could be easily pierced, but could not be cut off!

Wu Wang and Jing Ming immediately put away the weapons in their hands, and quickly jumped out from the side.

At the same time, Gu Jian also grabbed Jiang Meiqing's arm and dragged him out.

And those disciples who didn't have time to react were covered by the spiritual net.

The spiritual net glowed with a cold light, and after covering the crowd, it slowly tightened—forcing the crowd to shrink in the middle, and soon they were sticking to me, and I was sticking to you, huddled together into a pile , and the net is still tightening.

All the disciples could not help but panic when they saw all this.

The person standing on the outermost side had scratches all over his body strangled by the net, his face was ferocious, and he continued to howl.

But Wu Wang and Jing Ming couldn't care less!

They wrestled with those demons.

Jiang Meiqing suddenly put her two fingers together and recited a formula. The gleam on her fingertips slowly turned into a talisman, flew to the net, and slowly melted away the spiritual net.

Although it was impossible to lift the net, it could relieve the pain of the disciples.

Gu Jian was pleasantly surprised: "You have spiritual power?!"

Jiang Meiqing was stunned for a moment, that's right, this is the spiritual power he gathered himself!

"Gu Jane!"

Jing Ming suddenly stopped shouting, Gu Jian raised his head, only to see a few demons over there had pressed Wu Wang and Jing Ming to the point where they were completely powerless to resist.

Gu Jian hesitated for a moment, Jiang Meiqing turned her head and said to him: "Go quickly, I can still hold on here."

He nodded slightly, and then waved away the folding fan in his hand, which suddenly turned into a long mace, with a slight light all over his body, and his abundant spiritual power forced the dead branches and fallen leaves around him to fly upwards.

He jumped up suddenly and struck with a mace.

The Mo Mei that was haunting Wu Wang and Jing Ming suddenly separated, and the three dealt with one each.

In an instant, the entire mountain valley was full of swords and swords, and the spiritual power and sword energy forced the gravel of the mountain valley to rustle down, and the ground shook again and again.

After Jiang Meiqing controlled the net, she withdrew her hand slightly, a drop of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was so tired that he half-bent down.

This body is really...

At this time, a disciple suddenly shouted to him: "Be careful!"

Before he could react, someone grabbed his neck and took a few steps back.

The person behind it is clearly a demon, with a strong aura.

"What are you going to do?"

"I didn't do anything, I just wanted to tell you not to interfere."

Jiang Meiqing was afraid that her disciples would see the clue, so she had no choice but to turn her head away, pretending that she was controlled by the other party and had no way to escape.

"Didn't I tell you last time? I will help you with what you want to do. Don't come again, you can't kill them!"

"We have already discussed this matter, you don't have to intervene, we will not hurt our own people."

The people behind it have no room for negotiation.

Jiang Meiqing breathed a sigh of relief, a kind of fatigue permeated from his body.

"What exactly do you want?"

He hadn't finished speaking when suddenly a finger swept past him and directly towards the people behind him.

Jiang Meiqing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously blocked it. The finger poked at his shoulder, and the people behind were stunned.

"Come on!"

It turned out that Wuwang and Jingming had already repelled Mo Mei.

The demons set up this trap, but they couldn't do anything to catch them. They missed with one hit, so they ran away again!

Jiang Meiqing fell to the ground, sucking in breath after breath, in excruciating pain.

Wu Wang walked over with a cold expression, pulled him up not too gently, and looked down at his shoulder.

Jing Ming and Gu Jian worked together to break the net and released the disciples.

No one noticed Wuwangjian, so he gave him a cold look, and said in a low voice, "Will you block it for him?"

Jiang Meiqing was overwhelmed by him, so she had to lower her head, not daring to look at him.

However, Jing Ming also came over, he saw the truth just now, Wu Wang obviously popped out the finger wind and swept towards the demon behind Jiang Meiqing, but Jiang Meiqing blocked it.

"Did you let him go on purpose?" He said coldly.

Jiang Meiqing lowered her eyelids, "No, I was injured."

Jing Ming wanted to say something else, but Gu Jian looked at the disciples around him, and suddenly interrupted him, "Mo Mei won't come again for a while, let's go to the inn to rest, and the injured people need to be recuperated first, I'm afraid it will be delayed tomorrow It's been a day, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Wu Wang stared at Jiang Meiqing, bent down and hit him horizontally, picked him up, and walked to the inn.

The owner of the inn is a person who has seen the world, and today he was also shivering from the sudden battle, and hid behind the counter with a few waiters, shrinking his head.

Seeing them coming in at this time, they recognized people from Mu Yunzong, and hurriedly greeted them.

"It turned out to be the Immortal Venerable! Immortal Venerable, please forgive me, I really don't know that Mo Mei deliberately hid those people here..."

Wu Wang said coldly: "Needless to say, how many rooms will you prepare for us?"

The boss was also a sensible person, he was still holding a wounded person in his arms, he quickly greeted the guys, led them upstairs, and prepared hot water and food.

Close the door.

Wuwang pressed Jiang Meiqing into the hot water, pulled off his clothes, and gently poured spiritual energy into the water, while sticking his palms on his wound to heal him.

Jiang Meiqing's complexion was pale, and she didn't dare to toss about anymore, she closed her eyes obediently and let Wu Wang manipulate her.

The wound was actually not very serious, and the pain gradually disappeared under Wu Wang's pain, while the water in the wooden bucket gradually cooled down, Jiang Meiqing just remembered, but Wu Wang held him down, he The palm of his hand moved from his shoulder to his slender neck, and slowly held it.

Jiang Meiqing's whole body trembled.

What is this... murder?

"What is your relationship with them?"

Jiang Meiqing sighed, he knew he couldn't avoid this question.

He said without changing his face: "Friend, I have received their favor before."

Wu Wang looked at his face carefully, but it was a pity that his eyes were closed and he couldn't see the expression in them clearly.

"that is it?"

Jiang Meiqing nodded, "Otherwise the Immortal Venerable would think so"

"So. You are going to repay their favor now, so what's next? If they attack again, will you let them go?"

Jiang Meiqing: ...

He was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer this question.

The battle between the human race and the demon race has been going on for hundreds of years, and it has become even more victorious in recent years. How can all grievances and resentments be resolved with a single repayment?

Wuwang's fingers rubbed against his neck, intending to strangle him to death.

The more he thought about it, the colder his heart became.

In order to save them, he did not hesitate to get seriously injured himself!

Wu Wang was secretly startled, how deep was the bond between him and them, that he even did not hesitate to get hurt for them?

He was staring at the back of his head without hesitation, but Jiang Meiqing suddenly turned her head, curled her lips, with a coquettish look on her face, and stretched out her hand to hook Wu Wang's neck.

This set again.

Wu Wang dodged back indifferently, avoiding him.

Jiang Meiqing's hands were empty, and she muttered dissatisfiedly.

Then he promised: "If they dare to come again, I will not stop you again."

Wu Wang glanced at him, still in disbelief.

"How true is that?"

Jiang Meiqing nodded hurriedly: "Really, very."

He didn't want to lie to him again this time, he had already told Mo Mei not to come.

Once or twice, there can be no third time.

Wu Wang naturally didn't quite believe it, looked at his face, kept a distance from him, and looked indifferent.

Jiang Meiqing was wronged to death, and she reminded him gently.

"Xianzun, the water is cold."

The voice is lovely and pitiful, and the expression is weak like a delicate flower.

Wu Wang looked at him coldly, this is obviously a person who should live in the midst of splendor without fireworks, and he is indeed coquettish and coquettish.

But for a moment, he suddenly felt that these were all his appearances. Under his gentle appearance, there seemed to be an extremely hard spine hidden, which could not be bent or beaten.

"Immortal Venerable..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Meiqing had no choice but to move around, stretched out her hand to hook the corner of his clothes, and looked up at him with grievances in her eyes.

Wu Wang couldn't stand his expression the most, hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, finally stood up, picked him up from the water, wiped him clean, put on clean clothes, and put him Hold onto the bed.

Jiang Meiqing didn't have any strength in her body, but she stretched out her hand and grabbed his sleeve.

"You sleep first." Wu Wang lowered his head and said.

"No, I want to sleep with Xianzun."

Wu Wu glanced at him, trying to look away from him as much as possible, he decided not to spoil him anymore.

"You sleep, I'll sit next to you."

Jiang Meiqing: ...

He had no choice but to let go of his hand resentfully, shrank into the bed, and said in his heart, I don't believe you can sit there all night.

But he underestimated Wu Wang's willpower, he always kept what he said, and really didn't even go to bed.

I meditated by myself at the table and adjusted my breath for a long time.

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