Zhenshanhai

The wind from the void splashed on the mask and rubbed it to create bursts of beautiful and gorgeous colored light.

Unlike the previous time when the butterfly was used to smuggle, he had to crouch awkwardly on the butterfly beast. Although the escape formation created by Fairy Juanhe is small, it can barely squeeze [-] people into the mask.

At this moment, there are only three people, one big, one small, and three people in the magic circle, plus a bewitching and beautiful ghost mother.

The four of them can even have a little room to move around inside.

At this time, the lotus demon was held in Ling Yi's arms, and her thick, supple and beautiful dark green waist-length hair hung down and was held by slender hands.

The little girl looked up at the witch with tears in her eyes and begged, "Master, can you save some for me?"

The little girl's body is a magical lotus.

Her parents are immortal planting monsters cultivated from spiritual grasses and fairy medicines belonging to different classes. After being together in love, they violated the heavenly relationship and gave birth to a heterogeneous lotus that should not have survived in the world.

Although the little lotus demon was born with a handicap, her veins were disordered and her body was weak, she also inherited her parents' psychic medicine properties, combining the advantages of different classes of psychic medicines into one body.

Her Wood genus Yaoyuan doesn't say it can cure all diseases, but it is also stronger than many healing medicines.

Now that her congenital defects have been repaired, and her life was snatched back from Tian Dao with the help of her master, the medicinal properties of her body have increased a lot.

Coupled with the fact that Lian Yao grew up in Xingfeng, a floating island in the sword domain, and was fascinated by her interest. The little girl is extremely talented in medicine.

Before she came to Lin Pu's side, she was with Elder Yunshuang. The master of the medicine hall, Elder Yunshuang, loved her very much and always taught her everything.

In addition to being the first disciple of Jinxing Island and the first disciple of Jianyu Junior Martial Uncle, Xiaolian Yao is also a disciple of Yaofeng who was born in half of Muxing Island.

Combining all these, the little girl can be regarded as a walking humanoid elixir.

Without the protection of Zhixian's parents and Tianzong Jianyu, throwing her into the world of practice would definitely set off a bloodbath and make people grab her head and swallow her alive.

The living dead don't dare to guarantee it, but the medical bone is not a problem.

At this time, Master is injured like this, Xiao Lian Yao will of course try her best to treat her.

But no matter how advanced the medical skill is, it needs the help of elixir, and the whole body of the lotus demon can be used as medicine.

You can't ask the little girl to cut the flesh and bones to save people. The best choice is that beautiful dark green hair.

Ling Yi touched the little girl's head, and asked softly: "Then how much do you want to cut?"

"I..." The little girl looked beside her.

At this time, the divine seal rune had disappeared, and the master was lying quietly beside him, motionless.

Although the aura of the bone phase has been restrained into the bones and does not show outwardly, but she is too badly injured, with many skins and muscles exposed.

Especially the small half of the face and the entire right arm on the right cheek, there is no flesh and blood at all, only the thin fascia that has just grown and is covered with a network of tiny blood vessels covers the bones.

There were bloody wounds all over Lin Pu's body, which couldn't cover the pale golden jade soft light from the bones.

But this light penetrated through a layer of light red fascia, and the lustrous golden light was tinged with red, which looked particularly distressing.

The little girl's eyes were red again, and two lines of hot tears welled up in her eyes.

She raised her hand and wiped her face with the back of her hand indiscriminately, and said in a crying voice: "It's all cut off, Mistress, I don't want my hair anymore, I want Master to get well soon!"

"Good boy."

Ling Yi touched her face, and the soft catkin covered the top of the girl's head lightly.

In the blink of an eye, the pretty little girl with waist-length hair turned into a handsome bald nun.

And the fallen dark green long hair immediately came alive, and instantly turned into a bunch of waves floating like water, exuding a vibrant emerald green light.

The pretty little bald head stretched out one hand to hold the aura, and with the other hand, he was chanting formulas with a serious expression.

The emerald light seemed to come alive, and strands of light emerged alternately by themselves, disappearing along the original path of the veins around Lin Pu's bones, and the green and red intertwined quickly connected the meridians.

The meridians are connected so that the blood and qi are unobstructed, and the spiritual energy is also unimpeded.

Sensing the help from outside forces, Wan Xiang lay listlessly in the sea of ​​consciousness, buried his head under his bare fleshy wings and did not come out, only let out a muffled cry.

With the assistance of the natal real spirit, the spiritual power circulated around the sky on its own, Lin Pu's recovery from the injury was accelerated visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and blood on the bone hand also grew plump.

After all the broken and frayed veins were hooked up, and the blood vessels absorbed the blue aura along the traces and slowly grew back, the little lotus demon breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her hand to touch her slippery bald head, and looked at the witch anxiously: "Master..."

Lingyi didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but at this time the little nun looked up pitifully, with a vague look of Lin Pu looking forward to her comfort and touch.

Reminiscent of how the little uncle shaved his head, and the big and small were looking at her with aggrieved eyes... for a moment, he couldn't hold back his laughter.

Little Lian Yao's mouth was deflated and she wanted to cry again.

Ling Yi hurriedly held back her smile and comforted, "It's okay, Xiao Lian looks good without her hair. It's better to cut her hair short to refresh herself. Think about it, short hair can't be tied into a beautiful bun. It's so ugly to be bitten by a messy dog ​​like a kid..."

Having said that, the words stopped again.

Xu Shi hadn't spoken nice words to comfort others for a long time, and the words that blurted out at this moment also sounded weird, making the bald-headed little girl even more sad and dejected.

Lingyi hurriedly put aside distracting thoughts, and was seriously thinking about how to coax the child, but the little girl raised her head and said sensiblely: "Master, I want to go back to practice first, and refine the innate aura that the master has melted away for me before absorbing it." Some, in case Master's back injury recurs, I can help again."

Practicing to help is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is also to nourish and let the hair grow back.

The little girl loves beauty, and she feels sad when she loses her hair.

When Lian Yao returned to Nayaosangdongtian, Ling Yi sat down next to the little uncle, gently stroked her side face, and raised her eyes to look at the ghost mother who had been quietly shrinking in the corner.

The ghost mother looked at her words and took out a large piece of fiery red transparent ore from nowhere, and then spread a clean blanket on it, and the huge stone turned into a simple but soft bed.

This is a unique ore in the hungry ghost world where the ghost mother was born. The cultivator can help the spirit to circulate around the sky and speed up the recovery of injuries.

She used to have a devil take her wounds and die instead, and this thing is useless to her.

But the evil spirits are domineering, bloodthirsty and greedy. When they see good things, they either want to grab them or destroy them.

The ghost mother killed countless people for this complete piece of ore.

But in the end, I took the treasure and put it aside, but it was never used.

Lingyi didn't let the flattering and courteous ghost mother give her a hand, but hugged Lin Pu to the bed with her own hands and put him down gently.

Turning around and sitting sideways beside her, looking at the ghost mother, Lingyi smiled on his lips, his eyes glistened with the dazzling light that glides past the mask, and said with a chuckle, "He's a good slave."

The ghost mother couldn't understand, but she could detect the smile and praise in the master's voice, and immediately put on a flattered expression, knelt down in front of the stone couch, scratched her head, and smiled charmingly and docilely...

When Lin Pu woke up, he was in a warm and fragrant cave.

She opened her eyes, and a ray of sunlight slanted in from outside the hole.

There are all kinds of ornaments hanging in the room, all of which are treasures that can help the movement of spirit energy and assist in cultivation, many of which she has never seen before.

Ling Yi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her with a chuckle. Lin Pu got up and reached out to hold her, "Are we back?"

The spiritual perception is more sensitive than the naked eye. At this time, the spiritual consciousness spreads out unimpeded and cheerfully, and all that is perceived are familiar spiritual breaths.

They are no longer in the beastman world, but have returned to the Lingqi Continent.

Fairy Juanhe made very little movement when she escaped from the formation and broke the boundary, and she avoided the creatures on her own, and fell into the wilderness with few people.

But at that time, Lin Pu's injuries were not healed, and he was still awake. In some places, the muscles and veins had grown but the flesh was still incomplete.

Ling Yi was not in a hurry to go back, but only passed the evil news to Guming Mountain, and asked the ghost mother to set up a cave on the spot, and accompanied Lin Pu to heal his wounds.

Ling Yi walked out of the mansion hand in hand with her, while introducing her to the previous situation.

"...the sun and the moon cannot be discerned in the void, Huandie took us through the world, and came back this time. In addition to the 70 years in the beastman world, we have left the mainland for 83 years."

"The battle between the East Pole and the Chaos Sea is still in turmoil, but the number of ghosts coming from the east has shown a decreasing trend, and the various sects have been able to slowly turn around and support them.

According to Senior Brother Yuan's words, after more than a hundred years, Dongji can be regarded as a training ground for practitioners, and Tianzong no longer needs to waste his time guarding it. "

Lin Pu smiled and said, "Even if it is used as a place of sharpening in a hundred years, it won't last long. Now that the orc world is under the rule of the Great World, the laws of the world are derived, and the orcs will no longer be trapped by the five elements. There is a sword spirit The senior is here, take care of him for a few more hundred years, and the world will gradually show the power of intensive cultivation to help the world..."

As time goes by, the five elements will work together, and the orc world will develop its own order of practice.

In the future, it may be possible to derive all kinds of orthodoxy that bloom everywhere like a big world.

At that time, if there are flying immortals passing by in the remaining hell hungry ghost worlds, they will face the fierce practitioners of the first world, the trifoliate sword that has become a fairy weapon and the sword spirit, and the Mani pearl that restrains evil power... , can't make a big wave.

Even if they encounter the five-handed evil spirit that is rare to see once in ten thousand years, the beastman world still has the power to fight.

Lin Pu was holding his sweetheart's hand and talking happily, but when he walked out of the cave, he saw the beautiful ghost mother waiting outside.

Lingyi has been guarding the little master uncle for more than half a year, but she is the fourteenth demon king of Guming Mountain after all.

Although Mozong's rules are not so strict, but she hasn't shown up for more than [-] years, and she and Tianmoya have picked and talked about what can be said, and after explaining her whereabouts briefly, there are still some things that need to be arranged.

Ghost Mother is a good servant.

She worked tirelessly to do what the master told her to do. Even the common language of the mainland was learned by the way when she was ordered to complete the task for the first time.

The laws of heaven in Lingqi Continent are too perfect.

The Phaseless Demon King can use his magical powers in the orc world to cut through the space, break the void and lead the Void Blade to kill the enemy, and he can also easily set up a void barrier to force the enemy back thousands of miles to play with the space.

But back on the mainland, the little devil's magical powers were suppressed.

The void is too terrifying for creatures, and the law of the mainland suppresses the art of space extremely.

Even if it is the Nine Heavens Demon God, only the Yin-Yang Demon happened to appear once in the weak place of the East Pole of the mainland, throwing that demon seed to Wuyanzi.

At other times, except for monks crossing the catastrophe, under the heavens of the mainland, once the void cracks appear, they will be detected by the law immediately, and they will be suppressed and closed by force, and the void monsters will also be destroyed by the sky thunder.

This is also the reason why Lingyi almost never used magic powers before.

Every time she uses a supernatural power, she not only needs to expend energy to break through the void, but also expends more magic energy to resist the rejection of the law.

The same is true of the ghost mother.

Three hundred devils were killed by the witch, and her greatest magical power would be lost. If she returned to her own world, she would be only an ordinary nine-level monk.

But when they came to the Lingqi Continent, their strength was further suppressed by the Dao Law of the Great Heaven, which was equivalent to the weaker group of monks in the eight realms of this world.

But even so it's amazing!

The fourteenth demon king of Guming Mountain, more than eighty years after his mysterious disappearance, subdued a powerful cultivator of the eighth realm as his servant with the cultivation base of the Heavenly Rank Far Traveling Realm, and this servant was also an equally beautiful, coquettish and loyal Geng Geng Jiao Didi nun.

After this incident got out, it caused a huge wave in the practice world, causing countless people to speculate on the strength of this demon who had suddenly risen to a high position.

At this time, Lin Pu saw the seductive ghost mother with a flattering smile, and unconsciously frowned, feeling disgusted.

She didn't have a good impression of the ghost mother who was abettors, cruel and bullying.

Coupled with the horrific and frightening injuries suffered earlier, most of them were bestowed by the ghost mother, and they will not look good when they see it now.

But since Lingyi has imposed a ban on him and subdued him as a servant, the nature of the ghost mother is actually similar to the magic weapon in his hand.

Although he was still tired of hating this ghost, Lin Pu didn't say much, pretending that he didn't see this person, he turned to look at the witch, and asked tentatively, "Come back to the sword domain with me?"

With a half-smile, Ling Yi pulled his hand out of hers.

"I want to go back to Guming Mountain, what to do in Jianyu."

Seeing that she was not reconciled and wanted to fight again, Ling Yi stepped forward to straighten her clothes, looked up at her with a smile and said softly: "Okay, we are in the Northern Territory now, if I leave the sect and don't come back , went directly to Yushan with you first, what does it look like?"

Lin Pu drooped his head, staring at her with moist tea eyes but didn't speak.

"Stop being a good boy and pretending to be pitiful!"

Ling Yi pinched her cheek lightly, but still couldn't hold back her soft heart, she tiptoed and kissed her lips comfortingly, but was entangled instead, the tip of her tongue was sucked and twisted to taste, her lips and teeth were inside and out. They were all kissed, licked and bitten by her.

After a long time, Lin Pu let go of her tongue, Lingyi's red lips were moist, and quickly avoided her continued entanglement with kisses, panting slightly against her and said: "Although the battle situation in the East Pole of the mainland has stabilized, Jilu is still on the way." It's active. I called the attention of the devils before, and found a lair that is suspected to be a ghost."

It is impossible for the madman Guixian who has reached the level of demons and ghosts to turn back. It is a dream to expect them to stop.

It is absolutely impossible for them to go through the heart calamity and truly ascend to the immortals by causing endless murders.

Even if the truth is told to them, the ghosts will either deceive themselves and others, be stubborn and paranoid and go all the way to the end;

Or simply change from cooperating with the evil gods to working with them, and take the path of destroying the world to break through the world and soar, and the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

Ling Yi took the initiative to kiss her on the lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "A Pu, you go back to Yushan to recuperate first, heal your injuries and don't run around, I will find you when I finish my work..."

After Lin Pu listened to her persuasion, Ji Gui Xi summoned the ghost king and summoned Yin Yun to drive away, Ling Yi turned to look at the ghost mother.

The ghost mother thought that the master had an order and rushed forward, with a sweet smile on her face, and her mouth was not very fluent in flattery.

Ling Yi laughed, his tone was gentle, but his words were harsh.

"I used to occasionally envy her useful ghost servants and slaves, but now it seems that you, a pug who is afraid of death, are not bad at all."

The ghost mother didn't care if she was scolded, she flattered her shamelessly, "I am a good slave of the master, and there are good slaves for the master who likes them. The slaves are all ghosts, you and her are a natural match."

The witch glanced at her, shook her head and sighed with a smile: "Evil ghosts really have no shame."

The ghost mother was still giggling, but Ling Yi suddenly changed the subject.

"She is a stubborn person with no sense of security. She treats people with all her heart and lungs when she trusts them. I seduced her once and made her fall in love with her, and she really hasn't changed. , let me flatten and round it with all my heart."

Ling Yi's voice was very light, and he could not hear any emotion.

"A Pu is very smart. At the beginning, she clearly noticed that I was using her, but she still pretended to be stupid. Later, when we got together, I was afraid that I would not talk about it. I only dared to occasionally ask me if I like her through jokes or intimacy. How much I like..."

The ghost mother didn't know why, so she just sent a charming sweet smile from time to time, signaling that the good slave was listening carefully.

In fact, they didn't understand anything. Evil ghosts don't understand human emotions.

"She has a deep heart, and everyone can see her love for me. Jianyu, including Guming Mountain, even my master likes her, and the devil's news is also beating around the bush to persuade me to take her seriously."

"In the past 700 years, she is the only person who can make me feel at ease. She is so good, I can't bear to hurt her."

The ghost mother listened with a smile on her face, and her body suddenly exploded!

Caught off guard, without even a scream, the beautiful ghost mother exploded into a pile of minced meat, and the blood and flesh smeared onto the forest trees like mud and slowly dripped down the tree trunk.

The witch's eyes were cold, watching countless rotting insects crawl out of the ground and gnaw away the rotten flesh and put them back into the soil, "It's a pity, good slave."

Before the words fell, the figure disappeared in a flash.