After transmigrating into cannon fodder in the cultivation world [Transmigration Book]

Jiang Henting's eyes fell on his lap, and he said, "Can I still go?"

Shen Muzhe just wanted to say that he could barely walk, but suddenly thought of something, he yelled twice, stroked his ankle and said, "It hurts, it hurts, I'm afraid it's a bone fracture, I have to take it easy."

Jiang Henting's eyes flicked across his face, and he said expressionlessly: "You have always been diligent, did you neglect your cultivation after you went down the mountain, how could you be so downcast by a boa constrictor?"

Shen Muzhe said that I don't want to, what can I do if my body is not coordinated at the beginning, and I am not as good as you, shouldn't you be happy?I'm proud of it, I panicked a lot with such a deadpan face.

"The cultivation on the mountain has never been done in real combat like the Eight Classics. It looks good, but you can see it in actual combat." Shen Muzhe lowered his head, his tone was full of loneliness, and he seemed unwilling to face the fact that he was not good at martial arts.

Shen Mu covered his heart and said: I've already said that, you can always hear it, right?I can't compare to your elder brother, I look amazing!In fact, if you really fight, you can do it!

After Shen Muzhe finished speaking, he stared at Jiang Henting for a long time, but he didn't see any other emotions on Jiang Henting's face, and was afraid that what he said just now would backfire and remind Jiang Henting of something else, so he changed the subject and said, "Senior brother, are you here?" Do you feel any difference here?"

"En." Jiang Henting nodded, knelt down and stretched out his hands to grab Shen Muzhe's feet. Shen Muzhe was startled, and hurriedly pushed the ground back. Before he could say anything, Jiang Henting added : "It's different from when I entered the town. It's much more relaxing here."

Shen Muzhe nodded: "Indeed—"

The words got stuck in his throat again, and he watched in horror as Jiang Henting grabbed his feet and wanted to give him slippers!He shrank suddenly and retracted his feet, feeling the pain, and he grinned again in pain.

What, what is this?

"Master, senior brother." Shen Muzhe stumbled while speaking.

Jiang Henting grabbed his feet again with a blank expression, and said flatly, "You want me to look around behind your back?"

Shen Muzhe thought about that scene for a while, shivered, and shook his head immediately. This time, Jiang Henting dragged his shoes neatly, only to hear a sour "click", and Shen Muzhe gasped. Angry, I moved my feet, and it seemed that the pain was not as painful as before.

Jiang Henting handed him another small porcelain bottle, "Take this elixir."

Shen Muzhe didn't know why he was a little embarrassed, swallowed the medicine, and hurriedly said: "Brother, before you came, I also met a litter of wise rabbits."

"There are a lot of weird things here." Jiang Henting did not have so many emotional performances as Shen Muzhe, and naturally took over Shen Muzhe's topic, "Fengjiao Town seems a little tricky."

"Yeah, I have no clue these few days, and the abnormal things happened one after another." Shen Muzhe had almost rested, stood up and stretched, the pain in his ankle was no longer so painful, and he was slapped by the giant python. He took two steps and turned back to Jiang Henting and said, "If we can't find the old man again, we'll go back first. Xiao Li and the others are still waiting."

But seeing that Jiang Henting didn't speak any more, and walked in front of him calmly, Shen Muzhe had no choice but to follow him staggeringly.

The two avoided the woods this time.

The moonlight was like water, the surroundings were no longer dark, and the two walked much faster.

"Huh." Halfway through, Shen Muzhe stopped, took a few steps back, pointed to a bald spot on a piece of grass and said, "There is no grass growing here."

Jiang Henting also heard the sound, met his gaze, and immediately understood what he was thinking.

If it hadn't been trampled for a long time, the flat grass would be lush and lush, and there would be no such obvious disconnection.

The two looked at it by the moonlight, and sure enough, there was a crooked road extending out of the bald grass, and it looked like it was paved by long-term walking.

I don't know where this narrow path leads to. Shen Muzhe squatted down and looked carefully at the dirt road under his feet, and said, "There are still marks from the wheels."

"Look and talk."

The two walked along the path for a while, and there were a few small slopes in front of them, but there was no other way.

It's just that there is some sound, which slowly penetrates the breeze, and it is especially clear in this moonlight night.