I ran away after slag Xianzun

Jiang Meiqing stared at his back calmly, and found that the slightly curved spine gradually straightened, and the whole back seemed to be restrained by something, tense.

It's not like treating a wound, but a sentence.

He smiled lowly and accidentally made a sound.

Wuwang's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

"enough!"

He reprimanded in a low voice, then moved away from him, keeping a little distance from Jiang Meiqing.

Jiang Meiqing immediately restrained her smile, pretending to be in it without knowing it.

"what happened?"

Wuwang's eye knife scraped across his body sharply, without any trace.

He paused, and had no choice but to swallow the words of reprimand, and kept silent.

"Look at you, what are you doing so anxiously?" Jiang Meiqing bit back without changing her expression, "I haven't even treated the wound yet."

It seemed like an innocent mistake.

Wu Wang: ...

He didn't respond, just stared at him unhesitatingly.

Jiang Meiqing was not afraid of his staring, and looked at him frankly.

After a while, he turned around, his back was facing him, his voice was as cold as ever.

"hurry up."

Jiang Meiqing put two fingers together unhurriedly, and said verbally: "Hurry up, hurry up."

He knows enough is enough.

So he stopped making troubles, concentrated on cleaning out the remaining poison, and carefully formed a protective barrier around the wound.

Jiang Meiqing is very confident in her medical skills.

"Xianzun, you are lucky to have met me, otherwise there will definitely be scars here."

Wu Wang lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

In his opinion, leaving a scar is nothing.

Those who cultivate the Tao don't need to care about this kind of appearance.

After the wound was treated, the bloody smell that had been lingering around finally faded away.

Jiang Meiqing leaned on the tree trunk a little sleepily, resting with her eyes closed.

The two each occupied a branch of a tree.

The four fields are quiet, there is not even the sound of insects, and it is really isolated from the outside world.

Jiang Meiqing suddenly broke the silence.

"Xianzun?"

Wuwang didn't respond.

"Is the fairy asleep?"

Wu Wang: ...

He was a light sleeper, and no sound made him fall asleep.

She was about to fall asleep, but was woken up by Jiang Meiqing's tireless calls.

"Is something wrong?"

Jiang Meiqing whispered: "Is the Immortal hungry?"

"Not hungry."

His cultivation base has nearly soared, and he has long since been fasting, so how could he be hungry?

But Jiang Meiqing was different, his spiritual power was low, and he was far from the bigu stage.

Since entering the Thousand Secret Realm, no grain of rice has entered.

Although time passes quickly here, a few days may only be a day in the outside world, but he has not eaten for so long, and he is so hungry that his chest sticks to his back.

Jiang Meiqing looked around, searching for something.

Wu Wang saw through his mind.

"Don't look at it, there are no birds or beasts within a radius of twenty miles."

Jiang Meiqing lowered his head dejectedly, he had also probed with his spiritual sense just now.

Yes, not even a mosquito.

This is not surprising.

There is such a monster in the cave, which dominates everything here, and other creatures will naturally run away upon hearing the news.

There is no other way now, but I can only wait for tomorrow to rush to the next place, and then go foraging.

He put his hands on his empty stomach and hypnotized himself, so that he would not be hungry when he fell asleep.

The night was fading, and the temperature dropped little by little. Jiang Meiqing couldn't help shivering all over in a deep sleep.

Turning around, trying to curl up a little tighter.

When I reached out my hand, I accidentally touched a heat source.

So warm.

He instinctively followed the heat source, flailing his teeth and claws to get close to it.

Wuwang opened his eyes suddenly, and his scalp exploded.

The Burning Body Demon was about to move, and he suppressed it for a long time before he calmed down a little. Now that he touched him, goose bumps immediately appeared all over his body, and the familiar heat surged up again like a tide.

"roll!"

He cursed in a low voice.

But Jiang Meiqing was asleep, so she didn't hear it at all.

Wu Wang strangled his body, endured it for a while, and finally couldn't help but use the hilt of his sword to push away the claws on his body.

Pull each one off.

But after a while, the other party came up again.

What's more, the place to live this time is the key point.

Wu Wang:! ! !

He stood up abruptly, his face was almost cannibalistic, gloomy and terrifying.

But seeing that the culprit was still unconsciously sleeping against the tree trunk, tilting his head, the years were quiet.

Wu Wang: ...

waste.

He tried his best to calm down the anger in his heart, found a random place to sit cross-legged, far away from that trash, and began to meditate and adjust his breath.

Jiang Meiqing was woken up by the cold, shaking like every bone was about to run away from home, and the upper and lower rows of teeth fought and rattled for this.

What the hell, why is there such a big temperature difference between day and night here?

This is to freeze to death.

He wrapped his arms around his body and rubbed his arms vigorously, trying to generate a little heat.

At this moment, a sudden gust of cool wind passed by behind, and the slightest shade spread over the spine, making it even colder for no reason.

He frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong, and suddenly turned his head.

In the dark night, two round eyes met his four eyes.

Just one step away.

Jiang Meiqing had been frightened twice at least, but only three times.

He smiled without changing his face, "It's you stupid thing again."

The owner of those two eyes is the dragon elephant seen in the cave during the day.

Long Xiang seemed to be taken aback, his eyes fixed, and he slowly lowered his huge head, and took a few steps back timidly, as if admitting his mistake.

Looking at its reaction, Jiang Meiqing keenly saw that this thing was spiritual, and probably not an ordinary mimic dragon elephant.

When one person and one monster were still confronting each other, there was a sudden "clang" from behind.

When Jiang Meiqing turned her head, Wu Wang's spiritual weapon fell off, and she was also half kneeling, with prominent veins on her forehead.

Obviously, the Burning Body Demon had an attack, and he was trying his best to restrain himself.

The seizures of the Burning Body are usually more violent each time, unless they are completely eradicated, the endless seizures will only be more painful.

Jiang Meiqing hesitated for a moment, then walked over, trying to help him up.

But when Wu Wang noticed the approaching person, his hairs stood on end immediately, and he waved his palm in vain.

Jiang Meiqing had learned how powerful he was in palming, so she nimbly dodged to the side.

Suddenly there was a low roaring sound from behind, like an angry yak.

When he turned his head, he saw that dragon elephant slowly grew bigger and taller at some point, and a thick shadow shrouded it, covering the sky with a icy aura, like the god of death who pronounced the fate, which made people tremble.

She was fine just now, why did she go crazy again?

Jiang Meiqing didn't have time to think about it, the thing was already roaring and attacking Wuwang, and the movement caused a strong wind around it.

Wu Wang lowered his eyelids, as if he didn't realize it.

He had been tortured by the Burning Body Demon until he lost consciousness.

"Immortal Venerable!"

Jiang Meiqing called him loudly, but he didn't move or respond.

When the dragon elephant approached within an inch of Wuwang, Jiang Meiqing's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

At this time, the "Longyinxi" that fell to the ground finally showed some of the abilities that an ancient spiritual weapon should have.

"Hoo!" It flew up horizontally with a loud sound, whipping up the coercive force of the gust of wind, and stabbing the dragon elephant's neck directly at the vital gate.

The dragon elephant is not a vegetarian either, as soon as his figure transformed, he dissipated completely, allowing the sword to stab through the air.

Just when people couldn't find it, it suddenly appeared from mid-air and pressed down vertically.

Jiang Meiqing watched helplessly, she was quick to wit, and suddenly cursed.

"You fool! Don't you want to go home?"

The dragon elephant's body that was rushing down was suddenly shaken, turned abruptly in mid-air, and looked at where Jiang Meiqing was standing.

Jiang Meiqing secretly wondered.

He was trying to swindle it, but he didn't realize that this idiot was really involved with the original body.

Presumably it should be a spiritual pet raised by the original body, who is quite familiar with human nature.

So only attack Wuwang, but not him.

But the next moment, beyond his expectation——

After the meal, the dragon elephant became even more annoyed, wrapped in a more violent hurricane, raised the sole of its foot and shouted at Wu Wang, intending to trample him to death.

Jiang Meiqing's heart sank suddenly.

Of course he couldn't watch Wu Wang die in front of him.

Whether he is ordered to go out or not is a matter for later, if Wu Wang dies, he will have to go around without food if he is just a Muyun sect.

Take a few steps back, increase your energy, and transfer your spiritual power.

His spiritual power, which was so weak that it was almost zero, was useless at all in front of this behemoth.

But, he is Jiang Meiqing!

The original body is useless, but he is not.

In his previous life, he devoted himself to Taoism and practiced for half his life, but he became cannon fodder in the end. If he does it all over again in this life, he doesn't want to be cannon fodder again!

Jiang Meiqing's body suddenly glowed with a layer of white light, hazy, elegant and warm like moonlight, rippling away layer by layer, clear but not transparent, weak but not endless.

The dragon elephant's movements suddenly froze.

Hei Xunqun's eyes were full of disbelief, and his eyes were reddened, as if he was very angry.

The next moment, Jiang Meiqing suddenly opened her eyelids, her eyes were slightly cold, and her hands were like the wind.

A blade palm slashed in the blink of an eye, and the wind of the palm was like an endless wave, rushing forward and backward, containing endless surging spiritual power, and smashed hard on the huge body of the dragon elephant.

That posture seemed to cut it off in the middle.

But the dragon elephant did not resist.

It shook violently, and a ray of bright red blood floated out from the corner of its mouth.

Then, its stature became smaller in an instant, and its plump body fell straight down from the mid-air, and fell heavily on the ground with a "slap", stirring up a cloud of smoke.

Jiang Meiqing saw that he did not resist, so she slowly restrained the white light around her, and walked slowly to it to check.

The vitality of the dragon elephant is extremely tenacious, that palm cannot kill it.

When it saw Jiang Meiqing approaching, it froze for a moment, and tears welled up in its eyes, as if it was too wronged.

Jiang Meiqing put her hand on its head, touched it twice, and said softly: "Let's go, don't embarrass him. When we find Jingyan, I will take you out."

Long Xiang was overjoyed and nodded hurriedly.

Jiang Meiqing waved his hand, and then the idiot dragged his bulky body, as if unwilling to part with it, turned his head three times at a step, and finally saw that Jiang Meiqing really ignored it, then lowered his head, and disappeared into the vast night resentfully.

As soon as it left, Jiang Meiqing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to her knees unbearably.

He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, moved a few steps, and pushed aside a pile of weeds under the faint moonlight, his slender fingers became whiter and whiter in the dark green.

After identifying it for a long time, I picked a few spiritual grasses with bright red fruits, peeled off the turf with trembling fingers, flicked off some of the soil, and put it in my mouth carelessly.

Together with the bitter fruit and rough grass roots, I swallowed it.

Turning over, lying on the grass tiredly, staring at the faint starlight in the sky, he didn't move for a long time.