take care of yourself

Zhuo Yuanshan didn't expect that the sword cultivator would see through his own restrictions, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said with Ying Yao's expression that he couldn't see anything: "I promise I won't hurt them for detection and range restrictions." .”

Ying Yao knew what he meant: If you are obedient, I promise not to hurt them.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, he moved away from looking at Zhuo Yuanshan's eyes, and said in a low voice like a murmur: "I know."

Jianxiu's tone sounded a little tired, Zhuo Yuanshan pulled him from the Jiusu Sword to his knees, and stroked his back amid the angry sword cry of the Jiusu Sword.

"Should I treat them better?" Moxiu said, "How about this, in addition to sending ten catties of spirit beast meat every day, I will ask them to order pills every month. Your master is under my care." It will be much better than on the original barren hill.”

Ying Yao also knew that what he said was right. He grabbed the Jiusu sword that was flying beside him and put it back into the scabbard. Can you send some to them later?"

Zhuo Yuanshan smiled and touched Ying Yao's cheek: "Of course," he said, "but I have to ask about their taste first."

He called Shi Xiu over and asked him to record Ying Yao's request. The beauty chair flew very fast, and after a while, he arrived at the place where snow bears often haunted, just in time for Ying Yao to finish Shimen's taste.

Zhuo Yuanshan let go of the hand around Jianxiu's waist, used a breath-holding formula on himself and Shixiu, and said with a smile: "Ayao, go, I'll just watch here."

Ying Yao took out the World-Saving Sword again. The snow bear had been hunted by monks for a long time and was extremely sensitive to his spiritual sense, so he couldn't directly use his spiritual sense to find the snow bear. He just stood on the edge of the beauty chair and looked down at Look down and judge which are the traces of snow bears.

Jiusujian groaned in the sea of ​​consciousness: "He repaired my Zhijian but didn't bring it here. Could it be that he knew that you had moved on?"

Ying Yao was silent for a moment: "It has been with me for 130 years," Jianxiu said in a low voice, "He is a bad-tempered guy, but he will help me coax those bastards. I thought it could accompany me to prove the way... already Can't."

He saw the footprints left by the snow bear, and he jumped out of the air with his toes, and landed on the snow without a sound, like a feather floating down, not even disturbed by the wind.

The sword cultivator didn't use the Breath Containing Art, nor did he pull out the Salvation Sword, he just turned his sword robe into white, took out a hood from the mustard ring and put it on his head to prevent the black sword robe from getting too wet in the snow. It was conspicuous, and was identified by Xue Xiong at a glance, and then used the method of sword repair to restrain his aura.

A group of bears might not provoke Nascent Soul, but a cultivator at the golden elixir stage is also a great supplement to them, especially the golden elixir who seems to be alone.

Ying Yao put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and took two steps forward silently, leaving no footprints as if he had no weight, only a few pieces of snow that he stepped on made a little creaking sound, but no one was disturbed. Living thing.

The Jiusu Sword also shut its mouth. After picking up its surface, it became like a reliable magic weapon. Ying Yao heard it buzzing and trembling in his own sea of ​​consciousness, and every time he wanted to win like a weapon.

"I hope the bear's blood tastes better," it prayed sincerely after a while, "otherwise I might vomit."

Ying Yao had nothing to say, so he had no choice but to stuff the sword spirit into the body of the Jiusu Sword.

He carefully adorned a chubby bear cub.

It looked carefree rolling in the snow, not bothering to look up vigilantly around, so bears should be nearby.

If it is not necessary, Yingyao will not kill the cub. He knelt on one knee in a clump of unnamed silver-white plants, gently rubbing the scabbard of the Saving Sword with his fingertips, preparing to wait for the bears to return home after dark. group.

Jiusujian muttered in a low voice: "It looks suitable for roasting. The roasted oil drips on the fire and sprinkles salt and pepper when the aroma comes out... But peeling the skin seems to be a problem. I don't know if they Does food cultivator have any formulas that are convenient for skinning?"

Ying Yao said calmly, "I'll put meat skewers on you and roast them over the fire."

Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a herd of bears returning with their prey.

The aura of the leader of the group of bears seemed to be equivalent to that of a Nascent Soul, and his size was astonishingly large. Ying Yao took a visual inspection and felt that he was enough for him to stuff his teeth.

He used to turn around and run away when he saw this kind of giant beast, but now he was eager to try it, but before he felt any emotion, he heard Jiusujian sigh: "Oh, it's so big, the flesh is old, right?" .”

Ying Yao silently pulled it out of the scabbard, then threw the scabbard back into the mustard ring, and ran towards the leader of the snow bear who was watching vigilantly.

Jiaohua Jianyi came to Snow Bear before him.

The sword cultivator does not have the aura of Faxiu to overthrow mountains and seas in a fight. Even if he can level the mountain with a sword if he wants, he is still extremely stingy in the use of spiritual energy and will never waste it uselessly.

The snow bear's weak point is its nose, so the sword was aimed directly at its black nose. The leader of the snow bear was definitely not slow to react. He raised his right paw and was about to slap Ying Yao with his sword into the snow.

Ying Yao pressed the blade against the bear's paw, and slid away from its claw lightly, leaving a palm-deep bloodstain. The leader let out a deafening roar from the pain, but the second sword light had arrived.

The female bear left the fighting area with her cubs, while the male bears surrounded them.

Ying Yao moved around the group of giant beasts with his sword light, and almost every time he drew his sword, a cloud of blood exploded. After the two male bears fell down, the group of bears became angry. Zhuo Yuanshan sat on the beauty chair and looked down at him , almost dazzled.

His old friend who lived near the Immortal Palace followed up at some point, and said quietly: "I advise you not to use him to overcome the tribulation of love, you won't be able to overcome it."

Zhuo Yuanshan said: "Do you think his way is like the one I failed to walk on? Sister, he is what I ask for, and I will fall in love with him."

Zhuo Yuanlan looked at him silently for a while, then handed him a small silver box.

"It turned out to be the Love Gu I prepared for Ying Yige, but since it is an uncle and nephew, he can also use it," she said lightly, "The small one is the mother Gu, and the big one is the child Gu. After planting it, feed it three times. God, your blood, all the love and joy in his life are yours. But I have to remind you that love Gu is the worst for sword cultivators, especially sword cultivators with a firm mind. If you want to hold people in your hands, It’s best to abolish his cultivation.”