Su Jingxing's face turned pale and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Ling Che: "We also have important things to do, and it is already benevolent and righteous to give you a ride, and there is no obligation to help you find your relatives again, you cherish it yourself." ”

Su Jingxing's face became more and more pale, and he held back for a long time before he burst out of a sentence: "Aren't you monks?!" I'm just an ordinary person, you have the ability to help me, why don't you help? Do you want to watch me die?! ”

Ling Che used his spiritual power to urge the boat forward, and when he heard his words, he was almost angry, and sneered: "Even if we have the ability to help you, but it is our benevolence and righteousness to help you, it is our duty not to help you, it is our business to help or not to help, you are not qualified to use this tone to instruct us to help you." ”

After that, he glanced at Su Jingxing coldly, and then said no more.

If it's really worth helping, he might stop by and help

It's a pity that this person is not worth it.

The ship glided some distance, but as it approached the Nightmare City, something suddenly happened.

"Bang!"

Shen Qingmian's eyes quickly helped the crumbling man, looking nervous and worried.

Ling Che only felt a dull pain in his chest, and he couldn't exert his strength, and his sword slipped to the ground.

Looking at the red light flickering in his chest, Shen Qingmian, who had thought it was a Gu poison attack, his face sank, and he remembered the night when the blood moon was in the sky before, and his expression became more and more worried.

Ling Che fell softly on the crook of his arm, cold sweat flowed from pain, biting his lower lip to suppress the pain, but it had no effect, and the heart-rending pain made him unbearable.

The red light on his chest became brighter and brighter, the moon in the sky gradually turned red, and the black veins of that night appeared on his forehead again, and his eyes became blood-red.

Looking at him like this, Shen Qingmian was anxious but helpless, he could only continue to send him spiritual power, fortunately, at this time, it was no better than that night, his spiritual power broke through the obstacle and entered Ling Che's body, helping him to suppress the pain together.

But after a while, he sensed that something was wrong, Ling Che's body was like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing his spiritual power, and there was no intention of stopping.

Due to the loss of a large amount of spiritual power, his lips were completely bloodless, chapped and white, and his already white jade-like face became abnormally white.

Just when he was at a loss, Tuanzi suddenly pounced and bit him on the wrist, and he subconsciously stopped his movements in pain.

Before he could react, the ball lay down on Ling Che's chest again, a faint white light lingered, a faint herbal fragrance overflowed, and the white light consciously turned into a thin stream, flowing through Ling Che's limbs and bones without hurry.

The severe pain was relieved, and the person who almost fainted breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Bai Tuanzi in his arms weakly with lowered eyes: "Ahem, Tuanzi... What exactly are you? ”

Shen Qingmian remembered an ancient book he had read when he was young, and said, "Ancient Holy Beast, Bai Ze." ”

Ling Che was a little surprised, the dumplings turned out to be the legendary holy beast Bai Ze?

However, before he could buffer, Su Jingxing in the carriage saw the shore that was faintly visible, his eyes were ruthless, and he overturned the boat with a single pounce.

For a while, the water splashed, and the two of them were so weak that they were powerless to stop it, and they had no strength to swim to the shore, so they could only climb to the boat with difficulty.

But even if it reached the ship, it was to no avail, the bottom of the boat had been dug a hole by the scholar at some point, and the sea water rushed into it desperately, but in half a moment, the boat was half submerged.

I didn't expect this scholar to be such a sinister person, but they didn't have time to think about anything else.

One had little spiritual power left, one was so weak that his hands and feet were weak, and there was a holy beast that couldn't water, looking at the shore that was close at hand but seemed to be far away from the sky, they could only cling to the broken planks and rowing with difficulty.