Chapter 42 The clouds returned

"Senior brother, I'm hungry. ”

When Changsheng said this for the fifth time, Fang Cheng had already sentenced her to death in his heart.

Her condition is getting worse and worse, and it has only been less than half a month, and it has already affected her cerebellum and made her memory deteriorate.

"Then you can eat," he took out a piece of snake jerky from the void and handed it to Changsheng.

Suddenly, I felt a little sad that although her name was Changsheng, her life seemed to come to an abrupt end at the age of eight.

Changsheng took the dry food, put it in his mouth and tore it with a big mouthful, his sharp teeth directly churning the hardened snake meat into pieces.

After eating the fifth piece of snake jerky, Changsheng's face had a little more satisfied smile.

But Fang Cheng knew that she would still feel hungry in less than an hour.

Her stomach had become a bottomless pit that could not be satisfied with no amount of food.

"We're almost at the second spatial node, and then we have to pick up the pace. Fang Cheng estimated the itinerary and found that he had been stranded for nearly seven days.

If those fellow disciples in the Southern Regions are unlucky, I am afraid that the seven-day time difference will be their talisman.

"Okay, senior brother, you don't care about me, I can still hold on. Changsheng said sensibly.

Fang Cheng stroked her forehead dotingly, only to find that Changsheng's skull had begun to deform, as if a horn was growing.

He knew that this was the corpse transformation, the corpse worms in the immortal body had almost occupied her whole body, and there was no way to return to the sky, if he hadn't been suppressing it with the Vientiane True Scripture, he was afraid that her body would begin to rot.

But this is not a long-term solution, and his strength will not be able to keep up with the speed of the reproduction of corpse insects.

If it can be easily solved, the corpse insect will not become a plague that plagues the six sects of the Western Regions, and everyone talks about it.

And the Ten Thousand Gu Sect that cultivated this kind of insect would not be razed to the ground and wiped out from the cultivation realm.

After all, the prosperity of the True Realm has never been supported by the rare Ten Thousand Tribulation Grandmasters and Earth Immortal powers, and once it threatens the living space of the low-level cultivators, it is doomed to the destruction of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect.

……

"Master, is there any way you can save this little girl?" Senior Brother seems to care about her very much. ”

Xiyun's compassion was as overflowing as ever.

Gongsun Ying nodded slightly: "There is naturally a way, but if you bring her back to the sect, once the news leaks, I am afraid that it will be another catastrophe." ”

"Couldn't your avatar cure her?"

"If the Ten Thousand Tribulations Cultivation can save her, why should your senior brother wait until today. Gongsun Ying shook his head.

Her body will naturally be watched by countless well-intentioned people, and it is inconvenient to dispatch easily, otherwise it would be a self-defeating ambush set up by a hostile sect.

Although the Dustless Sword Sect was powerful, it did not have the momentum to sweep across the Five Domains.

After breaking through the Earth Immortal, she became more cautious.

"What a pitiful girl she is. Xi Yun reciprocated with deep sympathy.

"If it's a senior brother, he will return to the sect......" But she was just thinking about it.

After Fang Cheng returned to the sect, he became a caged bird, but he was afraid that he would no longer have the courage to soar into the sky.

"This is karma, if you don't become an immortal, you will be mocked by fate after all. Gongsun Ying sighed.

She has been silent for nearly 10,000 years, and the price she paid and the compromises she made for this day can not be explained in a few words.

"It's the master, from Xiyun Province. ”

……

Finally, Changsheng survived another day, and twilight began to fall.

Fang Cheng helped them find a big tree as a foothold, and then took out the tent and pots and pans from the void.

Every time at this time, it is the happiest moment of Changsheng, she can help Fang Cheng cook wine, and she can also lie down and rest.

When she was on the road during the day, the horse's back was always bumpy, and her body, which had been completely eroded by corpse worms, naturally became a drag.

"Senior brother, I'll help you make a fire. ”

"You can rest well and sleep for a while. Fang Cheng rejected her proposal, because on several occasions Changsheng had almost set the tent on fire.

Changsheng was not reluctant, and bent into the tent, perhaps because she was too tired, and after only a hundred breaths she fell into a deep sleep.

There was a crackling sound outside the tent, and thick smoke was billowing out, but it was because Fang Cheng had found wet firewood.

It's late autumn this season, but unfortunately they've already walked to something similar to the equator, so they don't feel a trace of coolness at all.

It didn't matter if Fang Cheng didn't invade nature for a long time, but for Changsheng, he was guilty, after all, insects multiplied faster in a hot climate.

After cooking a pot of thick soup, Fang Cheng put it in front of him in a crockpot, and then began to take out a pen and paper to record: on the fifteenth day, the corpse worms began to invade the cerebellum, interfere with the patient's memory, and lose control of the stomach.

After writing these words, he habitually made a conclusion: the activity of the Vientiane Sutra exceeded 40 percent, while the activity of the corpse insects was close to 30 percent, and its own exclusion was close to 30 percent.

This is the pattern of three parts of the world, if Changsheng lacks one of the links, I am afraid that he will already become a walking corpse.

After drinking the snake soup and drinking half a pot of fine wine, before you knew it, it was midnight.

The roars of beasts could be heard from the bushes in the distance, but they seemed to have opened their minds and did not dare to approach within a radius of five miles from Fang Cheng's side.

When they reached the ugliness, the roars of the beasts gradually subsided, and they seemed to flee from the vicinity.

Fang Cheng naturally didn't have much heart to hunt, so he found a treetop at random and sat down, holding the scabbard in his arms, and began to admire the moon.

This place was different from Jiuyi Mountain, the planet under their feet had three companion stars, although it was a few points larger than the moon on the earth, and each had its own exclusive name, but it did not prevent Fang Cheng from naming them in the name of the moon.

In addition, these moons are naturally ownerial, and the Dustless Sword Sect even has a station on one of the moons, which governs a vast land.

"Senior brother, don't leave me......"

There was a murmur from the tent under the tree, and Changsheng seemed to be having another nightmare.

Fang Cheng turned over and landed under the tree, and was about to go to the tent to help her suppress the corpse insects in her body. But at this moment, he suddenly smelled a special aroma.

"Don't be sneaky, come out" Before he could speak, the sword was already unsheathed.

Crunch, squeak

There was a light sound of footsteps from the rotten leaves, and a beautiful woman of special color came from a distance in the moonlight, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

But her face made Fang Cheng's heart move.

"Your Excellency?"

"Did Childe forget the slave family in a blink of an eye?" the beautiful woman smiled as she covered her mouth.

"Girl, although you are very much like an old man, you are not her. Fang Cheng calmed down a little before saying.

"How do you know it's not her?" she asked rhetorically.

"She is the wife of the knot, why should the fairy deceive herself. Fang Cheng had regained his usual composure at this time.

"It turns out that the son dislikes the slave family and is not worthy of you. "She was tearful and pitiful.

But Fang Cheng saw it in his eyes, but he was indifferent, the appearance of skin and flesh can be imitated casually, but the core of each person's soul is unique.