Song Wanling was the most seriously injured, but at this moment, the moonlight was like a veil covering her body, and the barely dried dantian had a trace of spiritual power.

With a flick of her fingers, a vague pull came out, and the storage bag fluttered a little farther away.

As soon as his mind moved, when a few bottles of Yuehua Dew were about to fall in the air, the other three reluctantly turned over and took them.

With the best Yuehua Dew, in the current calm environment, the four of them began to stabilize their injuries.

After that, they each took out the healing pill and closed their eyes to heal their wounds.

The darkness of the sky was mostly illuminated by the moonlight, and slowly the night became thin, and the sky turned white.

The sun rises in the east, and the dazzling golden light dyes the world brightly.

A suppressed muffled cough sounded, and the four people who were cross-legged opened their eyes back and forth, and exhaled a mist with a faint blood vapor from their mouths and noses.

The four of them slowly got up.

"Fortunately, these magic circle enchantments have no attack power, all of them provide spiritual power and control heat for that big ding, otherwise it will be really dangerous."

Shen Ruoyun said happily.

"Ling'er, how are you now?"

Rong Mo held the knife, looked at Song Wanling's eyes with a few traces of blood drying up at the corners of her mouth, her face was as white as paper, her eyes were gray, and she was weak, and asked worriedly.

Song Wanling said in a dumb voice: "I have suffered internal injuries and have been controlled, but I need to recuperate for a while."

How is Sister Mo? ”

Song Wanling pressed her hand on Rong Mo's outstretched palm and said with concern.

"I'm fine, don't use spiritual power during this time."

Rong Mo looked at Song Wanling frowning, and added in a soft voice: "If there is something, just let me do it." ”

"I know, thank you, Sister Mo."

Song Wanling raised the corners of her mouth slightly, as if the sweet smile of the past had just bloomed.

But he hurriedly covered his lips with his palm, coughed a few times in a low voice, and a little blood stained red on his palm.

With a trembling fingertip, Song Wanling withdrew her hand and sighed in her heart: This injury is really serious.

"Thanks to sending Song Daoyou and Mo Daoyou to get out of trouble this time, my junior sister and I have thanked the two of you here!"

Shen Ruohan took Shen Ruoyun forward and bowed.

Song Wanling shook her head and said: "The two Daoist friends have extraordinary swordsmanship, if it weren't for you and Sister Mo, even if I dragged that Dao person, it would be useless." ”

"It's your fault before, but this time I underestimated you before, even if it's a countryman, there are a few tricks to press the bottom of the box."

Shen Ruoyun recovered some of his spiritual power, and hurriedly cleaned up his body.

At this time, the three of them were more or less embarrassed, but she was wearing a bright red dress and a phoenix hairpin, which was exquisite and luxurious.

Song Wanling glanced at her lightly and withdrew her gaze.

Seeing this, Shen Ruoyun was stuck no matter how many words she spoke, and with a hook of her fingers, the jade box floated away from her palm.

"Healed."

As soon as her words fell, a jade box floated towards Song Wanling, but it was sent by Shen Ruohan, and there was a friendly look in his eyes.

Before Song Wanling could make a move, Rong Mo fished them one by one.

After opening it, I saw that the two jade boxes each contained a spirit grass that was fiery red and exuded a scorching fragrance.

A high-grade healing spirit plant, in which a gentle stream of fire can wash away the body's dark diseases.

Another jade box is two equally good snow lotuses, exuding a soft chill.

The two can be swallowed directly or refined into pills.

Rong Mo covered the jade box and stuffed it to Song Wanling together.

"I have the Yuehua dew you gave Ling'er, and it's okay."

She saw that Song Wanling didn't stretch out her hand to take it, and explained in a soothing tone.

"Besides, I am a sword cultivator, and my body has been tempered, as long as it does not exceed the load, the injury will naturally be transported.

Even this battle made me feel more real, there was not much loss, after this big battle, the spiritual power was sufficient, and it seemed that I needed to break through. ”

Song Wanling smiled at her slightly, even though her white face was stained with blood, her eyebrows and eyes were clean and her eyes were clear.

Rong Mo looked at it, his heart was slightly relieved, and his cold eyebrows and eyes eased.

Shen Ruoyun on the side pursed his lips, looked away, and turned back to the storage jade bracelet on his wrist.

I muttered in my heart, this is really a good sister of you and my good immortal cultivator.

She looked at Shen Ruohan, who was still long and jade, and looked even more clear in the bright sunlight.

I was looking forward to it, if the senior brother treated himself like the nosy female cultivator who practiced the knife, how good it would be!

The four people, who barely had the ability to protect themselves, worked together to probe the surroundings, and some places were quite dangerous.

If they were in their prime, they could break it together, but at this time they did not dare to act.

But it's enough, as long as they make sure that some places are safe, they can completely relax and recuperate.

After a month, the spiritual power in his body was abundant, and most of his injuries had recovered.

Investigate this secret place again, this Jindan real person is really poor.

It is estimated that all the net worth has been replaced by precious natural treasures.

And those heavenly treasures were finally out of people's control, and they were affected in that war and completely burned down.

Looking around, only the half-destroyed lower-grade spiritual weapons Black Banner and Tianyuan Ding were valuable.

In the end, there were only some mid-to-high-grade spirit stones that controlled the magic circle and the enchantment.

The four of them totaled for a while, and that day Yuan Ding was extraordinary, but it couldn't be detected, and in the end, it was unanimously decided to belong to Song Wanling.

As for the black flag, Shen Ruohan and Rong Mo didn't need it.

And those spirit stones, their senior brothers and sisters didn't need them, so they gave them to Rong Mo.

So the black flag was given to Shen Ruoyun.

Before leaving, the four of them revisited the surroundings to make sure that nothing was left, and left this remote and barren secret place together.

Immediately, he rushed all the way towards the city of cultivating immortals, and finally went around and returned to the city where they first met and confronted each other.

The local monks had an impression of the four of them, and looked at the figures of the four paths descending at the same time, and entered the city together, thinking that they were going to fight in their city again.

People were panicking, but the four of them walked towards the largest inn together.

The guarded monks around vaguely understood that the person who had confronted him before was a companion at this time, and although he was puzzled, it was good not to fight.

For the sake of safety, the monks who came to the inn for a while were few, and it was quite deserted.

Although the monks who came from outside were puzzled, they only lived in except for the monks who felt that they were superb and were not afraid of it.

In fact, nothing really happened.

After that, only the last two points of injury can be solved by taking medicine without luck, and it needs to be polished slowly.

Now that they had almost regained their strength, the four of them said goodbye outside the city.

Looking at the two sword lights like meteors, they disappeared into the sky.

Song Wanling looked at Rong Mo, who was still beside her, raised her eyebrows and smiled, two fingers and one pinch.

A green leaf fluttered in the air and rose in the wind, like a green boat.

The two jumped into the air, and Rong Mo controlled the flying magic weapon, but he flew towards the loop.

and then to the small city of cultivating immortals that the two of them saw for the first time, now that it is autumn, it is still early, and there is frost around.

Song Wanling and Rong Mo walked side by side and walked forward slowly.

Her black hair was flying, brushing Rong Mo's emaciated shoulders from time to time and seemed to be intertwined with her drooping ponytail.

Looking at the end of the trail in front of him, Rong Mo turned sideways.

In fact, her eyebrows and eyes are born well, not as soft and gentle as ordinary women, and she is as handsome as a man.

It's just that the perennial coldness is implied, and it is also a sharp air.

At this time, because of the person beside him, his eyebrows softened, his cheeks were smooth, and his slender body was straight, like a handsome young man.

She looked at the delicate and delicate jade face of the girl next to her, with a few pale colors, her body was a little thin, and she acted like a weak willow supporting the wind.

It is like a lotus flower blooming on the clear pond, with a clear spiritual aura all over the body, and a slightly sickly appearance between the eyebrows and eyes, but it does not damage the delicate and picturesque.

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