But Ling Xuan forgot the most important point, that is.

Combat Experience!!

He now seems to have no other exercises except footwork and treading snow to find plums, as for the prince, he may know some exercises, but definitely not more than he knows!

Demon beasts' learning ability is far inferior to that of humans, so they rely on their super defense and destructive power to fight the enemy.

Lingkong Mu is a strong man in the Mahayana period, and a little bit of combat experience is enough for others to benefit for a lifetime, and the rookie is not a level suppression, not equipment suppression, and the operation alone is enough.

In this way, Ling Xuan and the prince only have to be hanged.

A few days later, there were always different sounds in the small courtyard of Lingyizong, wrestling, screams, and, silent.

Ling Xuan didn't know that this was the first time he had been knocked to the ground by Lingkong Mu, and he didn't want to get up anymore.

The pain was severe all over his body, and he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger on his body, but he couldn't see a single injury.

Lingkong Mu said sharply: "Get up and heal yourself!" Use the healing techniques you've learned,"

Ling Xuan turned his face away and said in a muffled voice, "No." ”

Where will he heal the mind! At the beginning, there was not a single practice in the books he read, let alone a healing method.

Thinking about it carefully, except for stepping on the snow to find plums, it seems that he really doesn't know any other exercises.

Ling Kong Mu suddenly remembered that in the past ten years, Ling Xuan had never cultivated, and it was estimated that the snow treading and seeking plum that had dodged his attacks in the past few days had only been learned not long ago......

"You really won't?" Lingkong Mu hesitated.

Ling Xuan lay on the ground and glanced at Ling Kongmu, and said, "I have no reason to deceive. ”

Lingkong Mu coughed twice and said, "I forgot about this, you are too weak now, so I didn't expect it." ”

Ling Xuan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, what is he too weak now, well, for Ling Kong Mu, it is weak.

"Stupid! What a stupid death! Shame on the dead! A faint voice sounded in Ling Xuan's heart, like the immature voice of a child.

"Who!" Ling Xuan subconsciously shouted out, and even secretly looked around.

Lingkong Mu has left now, because every time Lingxuan is injured, if he hadn't soaked in the medicinal bath, he wouldn't even be able to stand up the next day.

Therefore, Lingkong Mu would prepare a medicinal bath every time he "educated" Lingxuan.

"Don't shout, stupid!" The voice suddenly became a little anxious, as if it didn't want to be noticed by the others.

"And who are you?" Ling Xuan said in a low voice.

"Shhh, just think silently in the bottom of your heart, I know everything you think." The immature children's voice suddenly had a little more pride and pride, and you can even imagine his complacent cute little appearance.

Who are you?

Ling Xuan's mind is full of this question, and if he doesn't ask clearly, he will feel uncomfortable, even if he may know that it is a fake news, he will ask it, a habit he developed later.

"Me? I can't tell you now, because the first time I came out was relatively short, and now I'm going back, waiting for me to come back! The sound grew quieter and quieter, until it finally disappeared.

Are you just coming out to brush up on your presence?

Ling Xuan turned over and looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Footsteps sounded, Lingkong Mu came back, before, it was Lingkong Mu who brought the mixed medicinal bath over, but this time Lingkong Mu was empty behind him.

Lingkong Mu didn't say anything, walked to Ling Xuan's side, carried his back collar, carried the fainted prince, and flashed to the cabin.