The villain's deadly support

From Wen Chuchu's mouth, Shen Qinglian couldn't get any useful information, which made her very headache.

The two of them met by chance, without any prior relationship or conflict of interests. This girl appeared out of nowhere and said she wanted to follow her.

What exactly is this Wen Chuchu planning?

It was hard to ignore that girl, because to some extent, Wen Chuchu was a more destructive existence than Ling Qingcheng.

Shen Qingxian's mind was so chaotic that she couldn't calm down and concentrate.

He simply backed away, and when Shen Qinglian opened his eyes depressed, he saw that Wen Chuchu was still holding her sword tightly, with red eyes staring at him, the moment his eyes met, Wen Chuchu stood up again. own small back.

"Why don't you practice anymore?" Wen Chuchu walked towards the bonfire.

Shen Qingxian couldn't figure out why this Wen Chuchu insisted on clinging to her. If her goal was really to kill herself, then she should assist Ling Qingcheng, right?

But seeing her clumsily handling the fish and shrimp, Shen Qinglian's doubts deepened. Just like Wen Chuchu's clumsy, frightened cry when she saw a wild boar, could she really kill herself?

While thinking, Shen Qinglian quietly walked to Wen Chuchu's side.

She suddenly stretched out her hand and pushed Wen Chuchu. Wen Chuchu, who was dealing with the belly of the fish, fell to the ground with big eyes and a face full of disbelief. The skirt was fluffy, and it was buckled upside down on the head following Wen Chuchu's movements.

Wen Chuchu got up from the ground with hands and feet, tore off the skirt from the top of her head, jumped up unimaginably high, and raised her fist at Shen Qinglian, "Are you making trouble?"

Forget it, Shen Qing shook his head in pain and walked away.

After the two of them had a hasty lunch, Shen Qingxian found a branch and began to draw a formation on the ground.

The cumbersome pattern aroused Wen Chuchu's curiosity, she crouched down next to the totem on the ground holding the sword.

"Boss, do you want to teleport again?" Wen Chuchu blinked her big eyes.

Shen Qing kept silent, still drawing the cumbersome magic circle.

Wen Chuchu was unhappy, and rubbed his foot against the edge of the circle, only to see that the dust was blurred, covering the original pattern.

Shen Qinglian was not angry, just lowered her head and continued to draw, when Wen Chuchu stretched out her feet again, she said leisurely, "This formation can guard against those who plot evil."

The two looked at each other, and everything was self-evident.

"Those who conspired against...?" Wen Chuchu stared at Shen Qingxian's meaningful eyes, unable to react for a long time, "It's only you and me here, how can there be anyone conspiring against others?"

But at this time, Shen Qinglian had already drawn the pattern of the magic circle, and also filled in the places that were trampled by Wen Chuchu.

Only the last one is left unchecked.

"You...are you trying to guard against me?" Wen Chuchu finally came to his senses.

"Oh, you pushed me down, and you still want to defend me? Is it unreasonable?"

Shen Qing shook his head and rubbed the center of his brows, stood up from the ground, pretending to step into the battle, "Sleep."

"It doesn't matter who defends who!" Wen Chuchu became anxious, she occupied the magpie's nest, and jumped into the formation first, pulling her little skirt.

Now, Shen Qinglian finally dared to be very sure that Wen Chuchu and Ling Qingcheng were definitely not the same group, after all, such things as internal cooperation and external cooperation still required some ability threshold.

The moment Wen Chuchu entered the formation, Shen Qinglian quickly connected the last stroke of the formation.

In an instant, a gust of wind blew up in the formation and lifted Wen Chuchu up into the air. Looking at the girl again, she seemed to have been drawn out of her soul, her eyes were empty, and she lost her spirit. There were countless golden rays of light lingering around her, like Like fireflies, flickering from time to time.

With plausible words in his mouth, Shen Qing made a formula in his hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and wrote a spell in the air, "Show!"

There was no change in Wen Chuchu. If he was a monk, he would be able to see the flow of true energy in his body at this moment, but nothing could be seen on Wen Chuchu's body.

She really has no power to protect herself? !

Unwilling to give up, Shen Qing injected a wave of spiritual energy into the formation, and the spiritual energy penetrated into Wen Chuchu's body, but crashed into the chaos.

She has no spiritual roots, which means she can't even reach the threshold of a monk.

how so?Shen Qingxian was also stunned, but she has clearly traveled through life and death, and has the ability to search for things from space, how could she have no cultivation at all?

Since it doesn't make sense, there must be tricks that she can't detect!Shen Qinglian bit his fingertips, stretched out his hand into the magic circle, the blood on the fingertips slowly extended, gradually forming a blood chain.

Shen Qinglian suddenly clenched his fists tightly, and saw the blood line protruding into Wen Chuchu's brow, and as Shen Qinglian pulled hard, a white mist separated from Wen Chuchu's body.

That is Wen Chuchu's soul.

Looking at the misty shadow, Shen Qinglian did not intend to do anything for a long time. She frowned tightly, staring at the innocent face carved in pink and jade, after all, she was moved with compassion and could not be cruel to that person. hand, I couldn't bear to hurt her soul.

Suddenly letting go, the blood line broke, and a faint blue mist tore out from Shen Qingxian's body, was absorbed by the mist on Wen Chuchu's body, dissipated and dissolved into Wen Chuchu's body together with the blood line.

The formation suddenly collapsed, Shen Qinglian with a pale face, caught the falling Wen Chuchu.

She swears that if Wen Chuchu dares to do her any harm, she will definitely tear up this young girl's soul to make up for her soul that was just torn apart.

Shen Qinglian closed his eyes, felt the true energy in his body, the sky and the earth turned into a dark and chaotic mist, and the rustling of leaves was still heard in his ears, gradually, everything around him became ethereal and illusory, except for her The true essence in the body, amidst the pitch black, there is another hazy mist emitting a faint light.

Shen Qinglian slowly opened her eyes, she could feel Wen Chuchu's existence now, no matter what tricks or tricks she tried to play, she would never be able to escape Shen Qinglian's eyes in the future.

It's just, it's so infuriating...

Shen Qingxian stared at the saber that fell on the ground. She concentrated on trying to control it, but after a long time, the sword was still lying quietly on the ground without any response. Squeeze it dry, I'm afraid it will take a few days before I can go down the mountain.

She hugged Wen Chuchu onto the soft cushion made of branches and leaves, Shen Qinglian looked at that person depressedly.

Although it can be confirmed that Wen Chuchu is not too threatening anymore, but this depletion of true energy and loss of primordial spirit is simply a steal.

Seeing that Wen Chuchu fell asleep peacefully, Shen Qingxian also closed his eyes for a moment of relief.

Just about to stand up, Wen Chuchu's paws rested on her legs.

Shen Qing put away with a cold face.

The paw flicked again.

Shen Qinglian lifted up the cuff of that hand impatiently, Wen Chuchu suddenly showed a fierce look, grinning and grinding his teeth.

This girl is a dog...

Shen Qinglian threw away the paws that were wrapped around his legs, unceremoniously lifted her off the mat, lay down on his own, put one hand behind his head, and closed his eyes.

After not staying for long, the dog skin plaster stuck to it again, and it was still squeezed into his arms.

Shen Qing pushed away the crowded and twisted cheeks, and she couldn't explain clearly, how did she sense her direction accurately, even though this Wen Chuchu often fell asleep until unconscious?

Exhausted of true energy and disturbed by bouts of drowsiness, Shen Qinglian also fell asleep not long after.

On one side was the warm bonfire, and on the other side was the non-threatening Wen Chuchu. Shen Qinglian, who was relieved, finally had a good night's sleep.

I don't know how long it took.

She was inexplicably flustered, like interference from the outside world, hazy and unreal.

That weak and flustered feeling completely woke Shen Qinglian up.

what happened?

Shen Qing turned his head to look at Wen Chuchu, and saw that she was sitting up, but suddenly she was lying on her side like a corpse, her face was "peaceful", she seemed to be motionless, but her eyes were tightly closed and she was twitching non-stop.

Wen Chuchu is pretending to sleep?

When Shen Qing retracted his arms and sat up in doubt, a cold and wet feeling suddenly came from his chest.

Full of doubts, Shen Qing lowered his head to check, and saw that the skirt of his chest was inexplicably wet in a large area.

"Your saliva?" Shen Qing gritted his teeth and stared at someone who was still pretending to be asleep.

Out of breath, she turned around and grabbed the saber, and Wen Chuchu had already rolled over and got up vigorously from the ground.

"Tears! Can tears work!!!" Wen Chuchu hurriedly argued.

"It's such a big puddle, you tell me it's tears?" Shen Qinglian wished he could kill Wen Chuchu with a single sword.

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The author has something to say:

Shen Qing couldn't take it anymore and drew his sword!

Shen Qingxian: Come on, come on, give me a cry as big as a movie!

Wen Chuchu: Who do you look down on!I'll give you a bigger cry, believe it or not!

Thanks to the little angels who threw mine yesterday!

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