Legend of Xianghuang

After successfully leaving Huaijiang Town, Wanwan rushed to the northwest without stopping.

Because of walking, Xianghuang woke up in a daze, and asked in doubt: "Wanwan?"

Seeing that Xianghuang woke up more awake than before, Wanwan smiled happily: "Awake? Be patient for a while, we will find a suitable place and go down."

Staying in Huaijiang Town that day, Changfeng went out for a trip, and brought a lot of medicine when he came back.

There is one flavor, which must be taken every two hours.

"Why did you come out?" Because of the burning pain in the tendons, Xianghuang frowned, and his hands and feet were hanging weakly.

"There were a lot of people looking for you in the town, so I avoided it." Wanwan said lightly, seeing a dense forest in front of her, she fell there.

"Oh." Xiang Huang clenched her fists, the pain in her wrists was accompanied by a sense of powerlessness, she murmured in despair, "I can't do anything now."

Xianghuang's lifeless tone made Wanwan frowned: "What nonsense! It's just that you have lost your cultivation as a human being, and I think it's more beneficial for you to learn the booklet on cultivating demons left by your father. "She hugged Xianghuang and landed on the ground, and found a place where three big trees were close together, "As for your tendons in your hands and feet, don't worry, there is a cure."

A thick layer of dry fallen leaves had already been laid on the ground with a wave of Wanwan's sleeves, and Xiang Huang was carefully put down by Wanwan, still a little unbelievable: "Wanwan, you're not lying to me?"

Wan Wan pinched Xiang Huang's forehead angrily, "Otherwise, how would you think your hands could move?"

"..." Xianghuang looked at Wanwan silently, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be a lot stupid.

At this time, Wanwan had already opened the wound on Xianghuang's wrist, and began to change the dressing: "In the past few days, your spirit has gradually recovered. If you are fine, you can think about how to cultivate."

Xianghuang looked at Wanwan's light and quick movements honestly, nodded, and then thought of the sudden departure from Huaijiang Town earlier: "Are there many people who want to find me and kill me?"

Wanwan glanced at Xianghuang, reached out and handed a pill to Xianghuang's lips: "Yes, but you don't have to worry, we can't hide if they look for you." Seeing Xianghuang swallow the pill, she took another pill from a jade pill. A bowl of warm soup was poured out of the pot, "Drink this."

They look for it, we hide.

Wanwan's words really came true, and they will hardly have any peace in the days to come.

Every time he found a hidden place to hide temporarily, he was tracked nearby within two days and had to flee.

In such days, the only thing to be happy about is that Xianghuang's injury is really getting better.

"Little Zhuzi, I'll kill them." One day Wanwan went out to find water, but when she came back, her body was wet.

Xiang Huang, who was barely crossing his knees to adjust his breath, was taken aback for a moment, then understood what she meant, and was silent for a while and said, "Are you not injured?"

Wanwan stared at Xianghuang for a while, then smiled slightly: "No, but, if you keep being tracked down, your injury will drag on for too long."

She didn't fight back because she was cornered, she really wanted to kill them, this group of humans who were chasing after her and Xianghuang like flies.

"It's good that you're not hurt." Xiang Huang closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to think about it anymore, but her murmured words still betrayed the struggle in her heart, the struggle of being a human being for many years, "Those, all have It has nothing to do with me, they are going to kill me..."

Wanwan walked over, approached Xianghuang, and hugged her much thinner body: "Through the matter, you are soft-hearted, but they won't be soft-hearted."

"...Mmm." Xianghuang was silent for a while, then suddenly said in a low voice, "Wanwan, you are covered in water."

"..."

Xianghuang secretly smiled, serious: "Did you find...um...their traces?"

Walking this way all the way, one is to avoid the pursuit of those practitioners, and the other is to see if you can find the big monsters under Minggan's former subordinates along the way.

According to what Old Man Wuji said, the area where they are mainly located is the place where the aura is not too strong and is not favored by the sect of practitioners.

Wanwan frowned slightly and shook her head: "No."

Not to mention spending all their time looking for it, they couldn't even figure out where they had gone, so they could only keep avoiding and hiding.

"Hmm." Xiang Huang's voice was low.

"Little Zhuzi, you must not know that in the past so long, I almost died several times." Wanwan suddenly changed the subject and said with ease.

This topic, of course, attracted Xiang Huang's attention.This was the first time she heard Wanwan talk about the past, her real past.

"At that time, I tried my best to survive, but now that I think about it, that time was really frightening." Wanwan smiled, "You know, if I die again, there is really no one there. gone."

"Wanwan..." Xianghuang couldn't help shouting, but fortunately, nothing happened to Wanwan.

"You must not be able to think of so many ways. You may forcefully occupy a person's body with less than [-]% success, and just stay in it for nearly a month. Once there was really no way, but luckily the other party was lured by the method of controlling ghosts , bowed his knees for a long time, and finally managed to escape. As for deception and killing, it is even more common."

Speaking of this, Wanwan was suddenly taken aback, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This topic doesn't seem to be very pleasant."

Xianghuang shook her head: "It's not easy to survive." She looked into the distance, "Actually, I should hear more about this."

Wanwan shrugged, noncommittal: "It's not necessary, little Zhuzi, in fact, just remember to make yourself stronger, so strong that everything can only be ruled by you." She followed Xianghuang's gaze, "To become a ghost, Always have a considerable obsession with the world. But I have forgotten why I turned into a ghost, and all I remember is becoming stronger."

"Wanwan, I will become stronger." Xianghuang's gaze gradually became firm.

She wants to become stronger, so strong that she no longer needs to hide and hide like this, so strong that no one can doubt every word she says, so strong that she can control everything.

"Hey hey hey, I'm afraid I don't have that chance. Let's wait in the next life." A high-pitched voice suddenly sounded, it sounded so close at hand!

When the voice sounded, Wanwan had already slapped it there, but this short sentence was heard in more than a dozen places.

Wan Wan attacked every place, but all of them failed.

"What a powerful female ghost." The voice suddenly sounded above his head, clearer than before.

Wan Wan and Xiang Huang raised their heads immediately, facing a pair of small yellow and orange eyes above their heads.

A white light flashed and pierced those eyes.

The eyes widened and shrunk, and disappeared again.

Instead, there was a little demon in the Jiusu Lingyu, looking around vigilantly while grabbing the tree trunk vigorously.

"Oh, I almost fell on this little thing's hands." The voice sounded again, from the tree in front.

This time, he didn't hide around, curling up the branches and watching the little demon exaggerate.

He is small in size and is a weasel.

However, being able to approach them quietly and do what they did before is not an easy cultivation.

I saw his small eyes rolling around, and the black eyeballs aimed at Xianghuang: "Tsk tsk, this is the son of Minggan? It's so useless."

Xiang Huang froze for a moment, frowned, and looked down at himself.

Wanwan stood in front of Xianghuang dissatisfiedly, staring at the weasel spirit: "What is your purpose here?"

Just by calling Minggan directly, one can see that although the person in front of him is a demon, he is definitely not the same as Minggan.Since then, this weasel spirit is not a good person.

"My lord wants me to investigate the situation." The weasel spirit didn't seem to take the two of them seriously, and said disdainfully, "Now it seems that my lord's worries are really superfluous. Even with Minggan's blood, is it human or not? Monster, how could it threaten adults."

Relaxed, the weasel spirit didn't keep it secret, and directly stated his affiliation.

These few words are enough for Xianghuang and Wanwan to know that the "Master" who sent him here must be referring to the current new demon king, Xuan Ya.

It turned out that Xuan Ya had also heard the news about Xiang Huang.

Even sending people over to inquire, this is definitely not an intention to protect the "son of Minggan".

This time, before the weasel spirit finished speaking, several blood-red breaths condensed into sharp blades and stabbed towards it.

The weasel spirit dodged to the side, but he didn't expect that the tip of his nose almost hit another air blade that flew at the same time, so he could only twist his waist to barely avoid it and go in another direction.

However, it was still the blood-red air blade, and after repeated avoidance, it hit the air blade every time. In the end, two cuts were severely cut on his body.

This is not over yet.

Being attacked suddenly, the weasel spirit immediately counterattacked instinctively.

The evil spirit instantly filled the forest.

Wanwan did not show weakness, and also used ghost power to fight back, protecting Xianghuang, who was still injured and unable to move, from the oppression of the demon power.

"Meow -" the little demon also yelled loudly, and fell from the tree in front of Xianghuang, guarding Xianghuang firmly.

After being taken away for a few days by the infinite old man, no one knew what he did, but the little demon who came back was obviously different.

Although there is no change in body shape and appearance, the breath of the whole body is obviously different, and it also loses a little bit of the immature feeling when we first met.

In a blink of an eye, Wanwan and Weasel were fighting together, and with Xianghuang's eyesight which is almost the same as that of ordinary people, he could only see two blurred figures, one red and one yellow.

After a while, Wanwan and the weasel spirit landed on the ground, and the weasel spirit bared its teeth viciously at Wanwan covering the wound it had added: "I underestimate the enemy, but you are not much better. Besides, apart from the son of Minggan, there is no one else." We need our hands."

As he spoke, he flashed again, and his swift figure disappeared.

"Wanwan, are you alright?" Xianghuang asked worriedly, but she couldn't even stand up now, so she could only watch anxiously.

Wanwan shook slightly, turned her head and smiled: "Little Zhuzi, you are so worried about me, I can't bear to get hurt~" She bent down and got close to Xianghuang, feeling the heat on her face.

"..." Xiang Huang's face flushed for a moment, and it seemed that Wanwan was able to say these words without being seriously injured.

Thinking of this, Wanwan suddenly straightened up again, and looked towards the east with a serious expression.

"Wanwan?" Xiang Huang was puzzled.

"We should go again, little Zhuzi~" Wanwan said with a smile, stretched out her arms to hug Xianghuang, and told the little demon to return to Lingyu, "Be careful~"

The author has something to say: I dismantled the computer again today, tidied up the fan and added thermal paste, and after one or two more chapters, the first volume is over.