Chapter Ninety-Three: Wake Up
Lin Ping, who saw the whole process in his eyes, was also bitter in his heart, although he usually didn't seem to have such a deep relationship with Zhang Wuregret and Huo Mingzhu, but he also had a full view of the performance of the two just now, if it weren't for Huo Mingzhu sacrificing his life and making a deal with the demon soul of the fox demon, the four of them would definitely be dead or alive now, or they would all rely on Huo Mingzhu to pick up a life, and the price was to let go of a Jindan Realm fox demon who could hide from the sky and the sea, and he was now forced to wander outside for twenty years, and he could only return to the sect after twenty years, so that it was possible to ask the elders to take action, but now he can't stop all this at allγ
"Brother Zhang, you must hold on. Although Lin Ping couldn't move, he was also the least injured of the three, and after a few hours, he really gradually regained the dominance of his body, and sat on the ground with his ass, the taste of the rest of his life after the catastrophe was really not good, especially at the cost of the life of his friend's Taoist companion, and his mouth was full of bitterness.
"Mo Daoyou. Lin Ping came to Mo Feihua, who was closest to him, couldn't bear to look at the mess on her body, put a blanket on her, and then gave her a spirit pill, watching her gradually breathe steadily, he was also relieved, and then rushed to Zhang Wuregret's side, Zhang Wuregret crawled all the way, and dragged out a bloody road that even Lin Ping looked at was shocking, but since the fox demon didn't do anything to Zhang Wuregret, it was obvious that Zhang Wuregret's life was not in danger, otherwise Huo Mingzhu's soul would definitely resist.
"Brother Zhang, when you wake up, how should I explain it to you. Lin Ping endured the impact of the evil spirit, and carried Zhang Wuregret to Mo Feihua's side, with a headache, sure enough, this ancient battlefield was not something that these monks who were still standing at the foot of the mountain could easily participate in, in the past, some people could have a big harvest, they were all people with excellent luck, and the four of them, now one is sure to die, and two are seriously injured, even Lin Ping has the heart of retreat, and the guilt in his heart has nowhere to put it.
Lin Ping, who was sitting in place and pranayama while waiting for the two to wake up, also heard Zhang Wuregret waking up at noon the next day, and Zhang Wuregret only woke up briefly, shouted Huo Mingzhu's name and fainted again, Lin Ping looked anxious, Zhang Wuregret was not only seriously injured this time, but most importantly, it seemed to hurt his soul, fortunately, Zhang Wuregret's soul tenacity was higher than he imagined, otherwise it would not be uncommon for Zhang Wuregret to never wake up at this time.
"It is rumored that only by experiencing the Heavenly Tribulation and immortality can the strength of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits be tempered, Brother Zhang, you are really an existence that I can't understand. Lin Ping also shook his head, he tried to feed Zhang Wuregret the elixir, and also applied the elixir to the wounds on Zhang Wuregret's body, but it had little effect, and Mo Feihua, who was lying beside him, had already healed most of his body at this time, and it was not strange to wake up the next moment, but when Zhang Wuregret would wake up, he really couldn't say.
"Let go! she!" Just when Lin Ping's pranayama had just finished another week, Mo Feihua also bounced up from not far away, staring viciously at the surroundings, and then looked at Lin Ping who was sitting on the ground, with a confused expression.
"Mo Daoyou, do you remember what happened?" Lin Ping glanced at Mo Feihua, and then didn't look around, men and women don't kiss.
"I... How could I? Obviously, Mo Feihua also remembered what happened to her, although she was seduced by the fox demon to do that kind of thing, but the fox demon did not erase her memory, she naturally remembered everything.
"Mingzhu?" Although she remembered what had happened before she fell unconscious, Mo Feihua didn't care about this now, she looked around, but didn't find Huo Mingzhu, and asked anxiously.
"She... Lin Ping looked at the anxious Mo Feihua, who was also speechless for a while, not knowing how to speak, and wanted to speak several times, but he was overwhelmed by guilt, "I'm sorry." β
"I'm sorry what?!" Mo Feihua jumped to Lin Ping's side, and couldn't care about her appearance, "And that weird person, where have they gone?!"
"That's not a human, it's the spirit of a big demon. The corners of Lin Ping's mouth said bitterly, "Huo Daoyou, in order for us to no longer be tortured, and for us to live, it seems that they have signed some contract with that demon spirit, and they have left." β
"Bastard!" Mo Fei grabbed his hair angrily, and then he was still angry, and grabbed Zhang Wuregret, who was unconscious on the ground, "Bastard, you get up for me! What kind of man is pretending to be dead here! You get up for me! Let's go together, Sister Mingzhu get back! Get up, bastard!!"
While desperately shaking Zhang Wuregret's shoulder, Mo Feihua, who was crying, was finally tired, sat on the ground, and cried silently, she had always felt that crying was the weakest performance, but now she realized that she seemed to be unable to do anything except cry.
"We, can we still save her?" Just when Lin Ping was at a loss, Zhang Wuregret's weak voice also sounded, just now Mo Feihua vented indiscriminately, which really woke Zhang Wuregret awake, he also listened to it before and after, although he couldn't even lift his hand, he still tried to turn his head and look at Lin Ping and asked.
"I'm sorry, even if it's me... My master, there is no way. Lin Ping shook his head, "Since ancient times, the fox demon clan has been good at soul magic, and many fox clans have turned into human forms and wandered in the world, and few monks can recognize them. β
"Mo Feihua, I'm sorry. Zhang Wuregret turned his head with difficulty, looked at Mo Feihua who was squatting on the ground and crying silently, and apologized in a hoarse voice, although he was seriously injured at the time and his head was a little muddy, but he still had a little impression of what happened to Mo Feihua and himself.
"You're not sorry for me, it's all my own fault for being seduced. Mo Feihua turned her head, unwilling to let Zhang Wuregret see her embarrassed and crying, "If I'm really sorry, I'm also sorry for you and Sister Mingzhu." β
"Which idiot?!" Just when Zhang Wuregret wanted to say something, Lin Ping also stood up violently, just now, he felt that the yin qi between heaven and earth seemed to be starting to become irritable, and this situation would occur, there was definitely a brain that used the magic weapon of soul suppression unclearly, annoying the souls of this small world, "Brother Zhang, Mo Daoyou, we can't stay here any longer, we have to leave, I'm afraid this place will become a place of death, not to mention us, can Yunfeng Gate and the entire Great Thunder Country be spared... β
"You guys go, I can't go. Zhang Wuregret, who couldn't even move, interrupted Lin Ping's words and said hoarsely.