Chapter 122: Worried

Now that it is a group attack, Shen Qingyi is standing with She Zijiang again, he can't move too much, and he is too far away from She Zijiang, for fear of affecting She Zijiang and dragging his feet even more.

Some of the talismans he had drawn in his hand during this period of time were frantically smashed outside.

The sound of "thump" on the bottom of the sea is endless.

It's just that she has only learned to draw talismans for a short time after all, and the talismans on her body are limited, and soon the talismans in the storage bag will be at the bottom.

Shen Qingyi gritted his teeth and looked at the Zhu Sheng in his hand.

As if sensing Shen Qingyi's thoughts, Zhu Sheng trembled.

As soon as Shen Qing took a deep breath, his spiritual power gathered, and the moment the pure water spiritual power poured into Zhu Sheng, a burst of ice blue light lit up on Zhu Sheng's body.

Watch as a school of fish opens their mouths wide again and bites at the two of them.

Shen Qing picked up and fell.

A flash of inspiration flashed, and under Shen Qing's concentration, a rune appeared.

"Bang!"

The runes exploded, and the surrounding several Qi Refining Stage and the two Kraken Fierce Beasts in the early stage of foundation building were directly penetrated by the energy of the rune explosion.

Most of the spiritual power in his body was extracted, which made Shen Qingyi's face even paler.

"Whoa!"

The two finally broke out of the water, and She Zijiang's figure was already faint and almost transparent.

Shen Qingyi was protected by him, and Shen Qingyi's eyes were a little red.

"Division...... Master ......"

When the seabirds hovering in the sky saw them, they screamed, and rushed at them.

"Whew!"

The sword pierced, and blood was scattered.

The seabird that rushed towards the two of them fell violently.

She Zijiang, who was holding Shen Qingyi, seemed to feel something, and his eyes couldn't help but look in one direction.

When he saw the light purple dress, She Zijiang, who was holding Shen Qingyi in his arms, had a flash of inspiration on his body and completely dissipated.

"Master!"

Shen Qingyi's figure fell suddenly, and his outstretched hand grabbed an air.

The rapidly falling figure suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

"Qingyi, the master is here."

The familiar voice echoed in Shen Qingyi's mind the moment before she fell unconscious.

The spiritual power and divine consciousness in his body were excessively consumed, and his eyes were dark, and Shen Qingyi fell into a complete coma.

Shen Qingyi woke up again and found himself in a strange room.

"Master!"

sat up suddenly, pulling the wounds on his body, making Shen Qingyi frown slightly, lift the futon, and make a gesture to get out of bed.

"Squeak!"

The door was pushed open, and She Zijiang walked slowly with a bowl of spiritual porridge.

With a flick of spiritual power in his hand, Shen Qingyi was pushed back to the bed again.

"Your injuries are too serious, and the pills in your body haven't been absorbed yet, stay in bed."

"Master...... Master, are you alright? ”

Shen Qingyi's voice was a little low.

Looking at his disciple's slightly reddened nose, She Zijiang reached out and knocked Shen Qingyi's head.

"That's the incarnation of the master's distraction, there is nothing to do for the teacher, besides, the last moment of the distraction was also taken back by me."

Looking at Shen Qingyi's increasingly red eyes, She Zijiang helplessly touched Shen Qingyi's head.

"People who are so big, don't you still cry in front of the master, right?"

"Nope! No! I...... I'm just too worried...... I'm worried about my master's injury......"

I'm worried that something will happen to this master who came to this world and finally met.

Shen Qingyi felt some warm liquid fall from his eyes, and the more he spoke, the more panicked he became, and he reached out and touched it indiscriminately, but found that the more he touched it, the more he touched it.

Wandering alone for such a long time, always vigilant and careful, I am afraid that one will accidentally fall out and encounter danger several times......

was aggrieved and afraid, as if he had found an outlet at this moment.

She Zijiang sighed, put down the spiritual porridge in his hand, and reached out to gently wipe away Shen Qingyi's tears.