In general, Xia Sheng's current situation is not the worst, after all, it is already a miracle that he was able to save his life from the joint raid of Mu Sisi and Xie Fengjun.

What's more, with the life force of the poor mulberry to nourish his body, Xia Sheng is at least hungry and can't die of hunger.

But it's not a way to just wait like this, you know, there is a gap of nearly thirty times the speed of time between the Jinyuan Secret Realm and the real world, in case Xia Sheng is unlucky, and the place he is in now is just thirty times slower than the outside world, then he is very likely to repeat the mistakes of Hu Tianxing and others, even if he stays for one more day, the outside world will pass a month!

So Xia Sheng began to try hard to contact the beasts in the Jinyuan Secret Realm, even if there was a monkey wandering around here, it could greatly change Xia Sheng's predicament at this time.

But the facts proved that Xia Sheng's efforts were nothing more than useless.

After Xia Sheng proved his identity with a soul seed in the Golden Pagoda that day, he attracted ten thousand beasts to worship, this matter was very incredible, and the scene was extremely shocking, and the price paid was naturally that the beasts of the entire Jinyuan Secret Realm were now empty.

Not to mention monkeys, there is not even a single bed bug left.

And in order to avoid Mu Sisi and Xie Fengjun's pursuit, Xia Sheng had to move the entire Changhong Grassland to the edge of the secret realm, and naturally he was also far away from him along with all the beasts.

So the whole thing went back into an endless loop.

If Xia Sheng wants to go to the living spring in the secret realm, he must at least have the ability to walk, but in order to do this, he must rely on the healing of the spring water.

Even with Xia Sheng's near-demon wisdom, he couldn't help but seem a little helpless at this time.

Time passed slowly, and Xia Sheng finally couldn't hold on. Completely fell to the ground, he couldn't even take the Haoran Sword back into the sea of qi, but let it fall into the dust, and taoguang recuperated.

Everything around seemed so quiet, there was no sound, but Xia Sheng didn't dare to let down his guard at all. Because no one knows when the next accident will happen.

As the sky gradually sank, Xia Sheng's breathing began to become longer and longer, and the soft light emitted by the poor mulberry itself became brighter and brighter, as if Xia Sheng was draped in a layer of emerald blanket.

But this tranquility did not last long.

After about half an hour, Xia Sheng finally heard a slight sound of footsteps, approaching him from far and near.

For a while, Xia Sheng's heart was raised again.

At this time, he was lying on his side, so he couldn't see the situation behind him at all, let alone know who was coming. Whether it's an enemy or a friend, or just a few strangers who happen to pass by.

But whether it is a blessing or a curse, it cannot be escaped after all.

Xia Sheng tensed his heartstrings, held his breath, and quietly hid away the brilliance of the poor mulberry, waiting for the answer to be revealed.

Then he heard two cries of surprise and worry mixed with each other.

"Sir?"

"Stinky rascal!"

Hearing this, Xia Sheng's heart suddenly trembled. His eyes widened as he tried to speak. But I found that the muscles of my larynx didn't listen to me at all, and I couldn't even make a sound.

But he knew he was saved.

Because in the entire Dajin Dynasty, there are only two people who will call him that.

Qin Yan.

Water!

The sudden surprise even made Xia Sheng have no time to think about why Shui'er, who had already died and forgot to return to the forest, appeared here. Why did he go with Qin Yan, at this time, he suddenly relaxed from his tense state, and suddenly his eyes went dark, and he completely fainted.

By the time Xia Sheng woke up again, it was already late at night. The bright moonlight shrouded his body, accompanied by the bright stars in the night sky, made people feel an incomparable peace.

Xia Sheng opened his eyes and found that his physical condition had not improved, and even became more and more critical because of the passage of time.

At this time, not only could he not speak, his body could not move, and even the poor Sang and Di Jiang in the spiritual aperture began to show fatigue.

There was very little time left for him to save himself.

But fortunately, he is no longer alone.

Almost as soon as Xia Sheng woke up, Qin Yan let out a low shout: "Sir!"

Xia Sheng looked at the eager look on Qin Yan's face, and wanted to try to show a smile, but found that he didn't even listen to the corners of his lips, so he could only look at this girl who was also a disciple and a friend, his eyes were full of joy.

Qin Yan's voice immediately alarmed Ye Xiao'e on the other side, or rather, in Xia Sheng's cognition, she was still the little maid called Shui'er.

Compared with Qin Yan's pretense of calmness, Ye Xiao'e's temperament was much more eager, and she immediately asked Xia Sheng: "Stinky rascal, why are you so seriously injured? Who did it?"

I don't know why, listening to Ye Xiao'e's extremely nervous voice, Qin Yan's face quietly crossed a trace of gloom.

After all, the fact that Xia Sheng and the eldest lady of the Ye family concluded a marriage contract is not a secret in the entire Luoyang City, or even in most of Jinguo.

Xia Sheng didn't know what Qin Yan was thinking, but it was indeed a very happy thing to see the "Shui'er girl" appear in front of him alive, and then, in the condolences of everyone, Xia Sheng saw two old friends again.

Naturally, it is ramming vigorously and Ning Zheng.

Or more precisely, the former is more like Xia Sheng's comrade-in-arms, while the latter is his subordinate.

Of course, this is not important, the important thing is that at the most critical juncture of Xia Sheng, being able to meet so many friends suddenly made him feel more confident.

The rest is simple.

Under the extremely worried gaze of everyone, Xia Sheng almost exhausted the last trace of his strength, stimulated a delicate poor mulberry branch from the spiritual aperture, and wrote a few scribbled words on the soft ground next to him.

"Ten miles to the north, Zhiyu Palace is a partial hall, and the spring is in vain. ”

After all this was done, Xia Sheng could not even take back the poor mulberry branch, but let it wither, decay, and dissipate into the dust and smoke in a short time.

Ye Xiao'e looked at this line of handwriting and said suspiciously: "Are you asking us to take you to this place?"

Xia Sheng blinked vigorously.

Ning Zheng on the side looked a little thoughtful, because if he remembered correctly, when Xia Sheng first arrived in Luoyang, he also made a special trip to let him investigate the matter of the living spring near Luoyang City, but he didn't know, is there any connection between these two things?

Xia Sheng had no way to explain more to everyone, and the rest could only rely on their tacit understanding with himself.

And it was at this time, as if it was fate, that he suddenly felt a chill in the corners of his eyes, and subconsciously turned his eyes to look towards his left side, and then saw a somewhat familiar, flower-cloth baggage......

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