Before the three words "how to ......" how to enter were completely spoken, I saw that Lin Shaoqing had already easily flown over with the sword.

"Hurry up." Lin Shaoqing stood in the wall and whispered through the stone window.

Jingli looked at the wall and began to climb over the wall in resignation.

When Jingli moved his body extremely sluggishly and jumped heavily to the ground, Lin Shaoqing finally realized that something was wrong. He grabbed Jingli's wrist and checked it.

A domineering spiritual power suddenly rushed in from her wrist, shaking Jingli's originally fragile meridians in severe pain like ten thousand ants eroding bones, and she let out an irrepressible "ah" scream, and shook off Lin Shaoqing's hand forcefully.

"Why did you hurt so badly?" If it weren't for the fact that Jingli's sluggish movements that were different from the past caught his attention, he didn't expect her meridians to be injured so badly.

Due to the sudden invasion by an external force, the already injured meridians consciously tried to resist, and the pain was incomparable, and a large amount of sweat overflowed from Jingli's forehead.

She was extremely seriously injured from the beginning, and it was a miracle that she was directly hit by the aftermath of Yuan Ying's fight and was able to save her life, where else could she ask for. Later, the injury worsened during the dispute with Lin Yan, and although it was relieved by taking some pills, it needed to be recuperated slowly. But she had no choice but to hold on, if not, how could she be stuck in the boulder in embarrassment, anyway, she is also a monk, if the cultivation is still there, it will not be so miserable.

Seeing Jingli so uncomfortable, Lin Shaoqing was also a little embarrassed, he originally wanted to help her take a look, but he forgot to control his spiritual power, which made her hurt even more.

"That being the case. You just stay here and don't go inside. "If other people were injured like this, they would have been pale and would have found a place to heal slowly, where they would still be alive and kicking like pure glass, and even thinking about eating. It was because of this that Lin Shaoqing misunderstood, thinking that she had escaped this catastrophe with superb means.

"Nope." It's all come here, where is there a reason to give up halfway, Jingli refuses.

"Even if you want to follow, I won't take you with me. Originally, although your cultivation was low, it was still somewhat useful. In this situation, you are useless, or a burden, I will not take you with you. Take care of yourself. The voice fell. Lin Shaoqing took the flying sword and left. In the blink of an eye, it was gone.

Seeing him running so fast, Jingli was so angry that she stomped her feet. This man is simply too much, turning his face so quickly. didn't even give her time to react. At the beginning, it was he who insisted that she keep up, but now it is he who turns his face, and the anger in his heart is rising.

She stood alone for a long time, the pain in the meridians finally disappeared completely, Jingli rubbed her arm, and walked in the direction where Lin Shaoqing flew away.

The Mo family is known as the first family in Tianqing Mountain, I don't know how many good things are hidden, everyone is hiding in a hurry today, maybe there will be some good things left. Moreover, the Mo family also has a family private treasury, and Lin Shaoqing originally had an idea about this private treasury when he brought her here, which he told her on the road just now.

It's just that he's gone now, leaving Jingli alone. Jingli is not bold, and she also has an understanding of her own ability, as Lin Shaoqing said, if many people take advantage of the chaos to come back, then the real good thing is naturally not her turn, and she has no intention of taking risks, she is now a person who can't mobilize spiritual power. There can be a chance to follow Lin Shaoqing, and she will forget it herself.

Of course, if she really took the shit luck, she wouldn't take the initiative to avoid it, and with the things on her body to save her life, there was no chance.

Jingli walked along the promenade to the center, sighing at the magnificence of Mojia Village as she walked.

There are very few buildings in Tianqing Mountain, and the elders generally live directly in the cave with better spiritual veins, some of them will repair some building signs and the like, and some elders are relatively low-key, simply don't repair anything, and the entire mountain peak is bare and nothing.

Mojia Village is different, it follows the family-style construction method, and refers to the model of mortal villages, with vermilion buildings neatly arranged, which is very luxurious from the outside.

However, in Jingli's view, such a construction method is inevitably a bit nondescript. The Mo family probably wanted to highlight their transcendent status, but they failed to form a real family model, so they built the house like this. In the real family, the status of the patriarch is transcendent, and the place where he lives must be the most central and luxurious place, just like the Ning'an Hou Mansion she once saw. But the buildings of the Mo family all look very similar, and they do not show the status of the occupants.

After rummaging through a few empty courtyards, Jingli found nothing except a few spirit stones, but the smell of blood in the air became heavier and heavier.

In front of a vermilion wooden door, the bloody smell finally reached its fullest, and the smell was disgusting.

Jingli stood in front of the wooden door and hesitated for a moment, stomped her foot, and pushed the wooden door open with a ruthless heart.

As soon as the door opened, an even thicker bloody aura rushed to her face, and Jingli only glanced inside, turned her head, and vomited.

Inside the wooden gate was a large courtyard that suddenly opened up, larger than all the previous courtyards, but at this time, the courtyard was densely packed with corpses piled up on top of each other.

Jingli stood in front of the wooden door for a long time before she relieved her mood and walked towards the courtyard with her feet raised. She tried her best to avoid the dead bodies, but the thick layer of blood beneath her feet had become viscous, and she had made clear footprints on the dark brown layer of blood.

These deceased were men and women, old and young, some were wearing Tianqing Mountain disciple uniforms and some were not wearing them, some had round eyes and kept the whole corpse, and some had hideous faces and missing arms and legs, and the state of death was different.

Jingli forcibly resisted the feeling of wanting to turn around and run away, and slowly moved to the place where the most corpses were piled up in the courtyard, pinched the hair of a female corpse with two fingers, and gently pulled it, turning the female corpse's face to herself.

Seeing the appearance of the female corpse clearly, Jingli's pupils shrank suddenly. This female corpse, she really recognized it.

Mo Qing, one of the two most proud juniors of the Mo family, is a disciple of Shulan Daojun. Because her inner disciple suit was too obvious in this corpse pile, Jingli would endure the intention of vomiting and take a closer look, but she didn't expect it to be really an acquaintance.

When she was deceived into a life-and-death battle, she had a relationship with Mo Qing, and the names of the Mo brothers and sisters were also well-known in Tianqing Mountain, but she couldn't imagine that Mo Qing in the foundation building period would die so easily, and her body would be thrown here after her death.

Mo Qing's hands and feet were cut off, and her eyes were round, looking very scary. Jingli endured the nausea, touched her waist with her hand, and whispered while touching: "I didn't kill you, don't come to me if you become a ghost cultivator." ”

There was nothing on her waist, and the storage bag had obviously been taken away a long time ago, and she looked at several people one after another, and without exception, the storage bags were gone. (To be continued.) )

PS: Happy New Year's Day, everyone! From January of the new year, maintain a double watch every day (if there is a real accident, you will ask for leave in advance), the author is in a good mood today, the author can't stop writing today, the author pays his salary today, and the Shibi rewards the change, and the monthly pass is full of five plus more.

I'm not allowed to say that I won't need the last two, what if...... O(∩_∩)O haha~

Secretly, isn't it good to send this chapter for the big holiday, and the lid of the pot is removed.