Shu Rongjin was a little confused due to his injuries, and looked into the distance with half-squinted eyes.

Sword Array and Immortal Robes......

Is the person who came a disciple of the Lingwei Sect?

I didn't expect that he would die at the hands of the disciples of the Lingwei Sect in the end, even if he was unwilling, he couldn't hold on.

The handsome boy fainted against the tree.

Fu Sang used his sword array to vent his anger and cut the Red Flame Wolf into pieces, and then wiped the sweat from his forehead with his small hands.

"Whew, I'm tired baby."

Because she and Shu Rongjin were the closest to the formation, and because they were injured by the magic weapon before, their cultivation had regressed a lot.

Today, Fusang's appearance is about five or six years old, isn't it just a baby.

Fu Sang stretched out his hand and touched his little belly, reluctantly looked at the demonic beast meat on the ground, and walked towards Su Rongjin on the grass.

The sun shone down through the branches of the trees and fell on the boy, gilding him with a beautiful halo.

The handsome boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was sitting on a tree and fainted.

A gust of wind slowly blew, the young man's black and silky hair fell down on his chest, and a strand of black hair was blown and floated to the cheeks, which was thrilling in beauty.

Fu Sang dragged the fairy sword to the bottom of the tree, looking at this handsome young man who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.

"It's not going to die, is it?"

Fu Sang hurriedly threw away the fairy sword, half-knelt in front of Su Rong Jin, and stretched out his white and tender little hand to put it under his straight nose.

Although the boy's breathing was relatively weak, fortunately, there was still a light breath.

"It's good if you're not dead......"

Fu Sang stared at the boy for a few seconds, and his small hand struck the boy's handsome white face.

The girl's little hands pinched Su Rongjin's face mercilessly, and said while pulling: "You hateful devil, you dare to beat me." ”

Now her shoulder still hurts faintly, and the little girl is not cute at all.

As if he felt something, Su Rong Jinjun's eyebrows twisted slightly.

Fusang was startled, quickly let go of his hand, and looked at him nervously.

She kind of understood that his identity with her in this plane was like fire and water, and before he could be tempted, he was likely to be shot to death.

It's so hard.

The ambitious big devil, how to attack him.

Fussan touched his fleshy chin, thinking about how to deal with the situation.

A moment later.

Fusang sat down on the side, crossed his legs together and began to meditate and heal his wounds.

Fortunately, after the immortal cultivator built the foundation, she hardly had to eat, and she didn't feel hungry for most of the day.

It's just that after all, I'm used to eating three meals a day, and my mouth is a little greedy for food.

Fusang looked at the handsome young man next to him again.

It's been two hours, and he hasn't woken up yet.

"Rabbit, report where we are now."

[Host, you are now in a deep mountain at the foot of the Lingwei Sect, where demonic beasts are rampant, you better leave early. 】

The grade of the Red Flame Wolf is not particularly high, and if it encounters a high-grade demonic beast, it is very likely to become a 'meal on the plate'.

Fusang thought for a moment and crouched down beside the boy.

"Hey~ Wake up."

Su Rongjin still hasn't woken up.

[Host, he is seriously injured and his spiritual power is damaged, you have to feed him an elixir to heal his wounds. 】

"You didn't say it sooner."

[......] Little cutie, this is common sense in cultivating immortals.

Fusang opened the storage ring, took out the healing elixir from it, and swallowed it for the boy to swallow it forcefully.

After a while.

"Ahem......" The handsome young man opened his eyes.

Su Rongjin looked at the girl squatting in front of him with a pair of glass-like black eyes.

The two looked at each other.

Su Rongjin's thin lips lifted slightly: "Are you ...... A disciple of the Lingwei Sect? ”