Chapter 426: Little Hobby

I don't know if it's because the losses in this raid are too heavy, in short, during the period when Xia Qingyuan, He Jiming and Jing Hong and others cleaned up the battlefield, those guys from the Zerg never appeared again.

Baili Boxu and Qin Tangqi both breathed a sigh of relief - everyone was in urgent need of repair now, if those bugs still came one after another like before, then they would have a hard time.

After everyone returned to the camp safely, Baili Boxu only sent four monks in better condition to pay attention to the vigilance, and the others all returned to their tents to urgently recover their powers.

Jing Hong was fighting and helping people heal her wounds, and she was extremely tired, so as soon as she returned to the tent, she immediately hid in her own little world.

After some pranayama, she first ate a big meal to replenish her energy, and then took a good bath with spiritual spring water to relieve her fatigue.

After steaming the water droplets on her body, she didn't forget to fall into her big bed and sleep hard.

Baili Boxu and the others didn't know that this girl's way of recovery and relaxation was so special, so after waiting for three days and not seeing her come out, everyone couldn't help but worry.

If it weren't for the fact that she wasn't injured and hadn't left the camp, Baili Boxu couldn't help but send two female subordinates into her tent.

After sending Qin Tangqi's team away, Baili Boxu and the others waited patiently for two more days, and finally waited for Jinghong, who had been resurrected with full blood.

The monk who had a quick mouth asked curiously what he had been doing in the past few days, and when he got the answer of "sleep", everyone couldn't help but look at each other with different expressions.

Jing Hong didn't care at all - she had long known that her hobby of sleeping was incomprehensible to many high-ranking monks, but she had never planned to change this hobby that neither harmed nature nor caused trouble to others.

Under the gaze of the other people's strange eyes, Jinghong went to the big tent where Baili Boxu and Xia Qingyuan were dealing with business very calmly - she was going to find these two evils to make up for their common sense of battle.

In the previous battle, she didn't have any experience in fighting other people's groups, and she didn't plan to hold everyone back in the next battle.

Baili Boxu and Xia Qingyuan only sent away Qin Tangqi and his party who were recuperating from their injuries yesterday, and now the two of them are rarely at leisure, and when Jinghong came, they were also talking about how to effectively use Jinghong's combat ability and auxiliary skills in the future.

After getting permission to enter, Jinghong lifted the curtain and walked into the tent, "Captain." Vice-Captain. ”

Baili Boxu motioned for her to sit down and speak, "Why did it take so long to recover your divine power?

Jinghong shook his head, "No." I went back and slept first, and then helped my treasure fan Zhenlong to replenish the strength that had been consumed a few days ago. ”

Baili Boxu just raised his eyebrows to show surprise, but Xia Qingyuan had already blurted out and asked, "Sleep?"

Jinghong nodded, "I also had a meal." ”

Xia Qingyuan really didn't know what to say now.

Although the monks can open the valley, unless the original god is seriously injured, he basically does not need to sleep, but even so, it is difficult for him to say that Jinghong should not eat or sleep.

After all, "no need to eat, no need to sleep" and "no food, no sleep" are completely different things.

Although he understood this truth in his heart, Xia Qingyuan still felt that he was not feeling good - a God Realm monk actually ate and slept like an ordinary human being, and sure enough, he still felt a sense of disobedience.

Baili Boxu coughed lightly to interrupt Xia Qingyuan's thoughts, "Qingyuan, you tell Jinghong about the skills of group combat and the formations, gestures, and codes commonly used in our team, and then find a time for her to practice with everyone a few times." ”

Xia Qingyuan came back to his senses, and bowed slightly to Baili Boxu with a serious face, "I'll do it." ”

Baili Boxu nodded, waved his hand and let the two of them go straight to work, and Xia Qingyuan took Jinghong to the open space outside the tent.

As soon as the two of them stood up, before Xia Qingyuan could start to explain, two monks came up with a smile.

"Vice Captain Xia!"

"Duanmu Daoyou!"

The two greeted each other while looking at Jinghong openly, and Xia Qingyuan couldn't help but caress his forehead.

His eyes narrowed slightly, "Something?"

The two monks were excited, and one of them hurriedly said, "Vice Captain Xia, you are going to fight Duanmu Daoyou in a group, right? ”

His big eyes were shining, and his face was full of anticipation, and he swept it at a glance, only to feel that he was about to write "Agree, agree, please, agree" on his face.

"Yes, Vice Captain Xia, you can let our brothers spar. The other person was also there busily echoing.

Jing Hong wondered about their performance, but his face was silent.

Xia Qingyuan was helpless and amused, he waved his hand, "I don't need a sparring partner now!

Although he still had the same indifferent smile as before, the two monks who were familiar with his mood changes were keenly aware that he was real, and the two of them glanced at Jinghong in frustration, and then slowly walked away.

Xia Qingyuan sighed helplessly before saying to Jing Hong: "Okay, let's start." ”

Jinghong's eyelashes flickered twice, but in the end, he squatted on the ground with Xia Qingyuan without asking anything.

Xia Qingyuan's eyes flashed with appreciation, he casually folded a branch on the spirit fruit tree in his small world, and then began to explain the mystery to Jinghong while drawing the formation diagram on the ground mountain.

Jinghong listened very seriously, and the matter of the two people just now was quickly left behind by her.

And when the two monks walked to a place that Xia Qingyuan and Jing Hong couldn't notice, they were suddenly dragged into the tent of one of them by another group of monks.

The two of them were startled at first, and when they saw the people in the tent clearly, one of them couldn't help but complain: "You guys, it's just that you have a thief's heart and no thief's guts, but you still want to hide here and watch our brothers laugh, it's not kind!"

The monk who dragged him into the tent kept laughing in a low voice, but the female cultivator sitting in the innermost part snorted coldly: "Old Ren, you were deflated by the deputy captain, and when you come back, you will find our big guy to make amends, who is more unkind?"

Before the old man could speak, the other monks had already echoed the words "yes, yes", and directly made him angry.

The monk who was driven back by Xia Qingyuan with him didn't mind this, he found an empty place to sit down, poured himself a cup of spiritual tea and drank it, then put down the cup and said to everyone: "Okay, okay, don't fight over this little thing, I don't believe you are not curious." ”