"Too familiar, not serious, you always think I'm joking."

Wei Junxian shook the blood-stained dagger and smiled, and stretched out his hand towards Murong Canghai after speaking.

Murong Canghai was so hateful that his teeth were about to be crushed, but he didn't dare to act rashly, or even say cruel words, so he could only obediently take out a porcelain bottle from the storage jade ring, pour out a Xuanbing Creation Pill and throw it over.

Wei Junxian took the Xuanbing Creation Pill and stuffed it into Murong Qiushui's mouth, and the blood gushing from the broken arm suddenly stopped.

Murong Qiushui was forbidden and confined to her body, unable to move or speak, but the pain of her broken arm made her almost faint. Feeling the touch from his lips in a blur, he subconsciously bit it hard, but Wei Junxian easily withdrew his hand to dodge it.

After taking the Xuanbing Creation Pill, Murong Qiushui was no longer in danger of his life, and his severed arm could grow back over time.

"When are you going to fulfill your agreement?"

Wei Junxian gestured the dagger on Murong Qiushui's shoulder on the other side, and asked Murong Canghai and Bai Zizi.

Murong Canghai, who has always been known for protecting his sister, was very calm at the moment, and said in a deep voice after taking a deep breath.

"The ruins here are vast, and it takes some time to find the traces of Rong Fei. And what if he is gone? ”

"Qiankun's view of magic is superb, and it shouldn't be difficult to find someone. I have limited patience and only give the two of you a day. This time tomorrow, I'll be waiting at the exit of the ruins. ”

"Wei Junxian, if you dare to touch a single hair of Qiushui, I will fight with you endlessly."

Leaving down a cruel word, Murong Canghai brushed his sleeves and left.

Bai Zizi looked at Murong Canghai who was gradually moving away, and then looked at Murong Qiushui, whose delicate body was stained with blood and trembled non-stop, sighed, and hurriedly followed.

Leaving the dense forest and returning to the grassland where he had encountered the shape-shifting divine beast earlier, Murong Canghai stopped his body and turned to look at Bai Zizi who had caught up.

"Bai Wuchang, count me as owing you a favor. As long as I can save Qiushui, I will do my best to compensate you for this loss. ”

"Hey, although I have been at odds with you for so many years, I can be regarded as sympathetic. I have always been a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, how can I watch such a beauty as the autumn water girl die of the fragrance and jade. Don't worry, I'm here to help. But then again, after all, we and Rong Fei are sworn brothers who burn yellow paper and cut off chicken heads, and after finding him, explain the situation, I believe he will understand your distress. If you don't have to, it's better not to do it. ”

Bai Zizai patted Murong Canghai's shoulder and persuaded him.

"I know what I know."

Murong Canghai nodded, then took out a stack of communication paper cranes from the storage jade ring and handed it to Bai Zizai to explain.

"You and I act separately, release one every other distance, and within two miles, you can sense the paper crane that Rong Fei is carrying, determine his location, and send a message to inform him."

"Don't worry."

Bai Zizi took the paper crane and nodded solemnly.

Time was pressing, and the two did not dare to delay, so they each chose a direction and left.

After running a distance, Bai Zizi turned his head to check, but he couldn't see Murong Canghai's figure anymore.

Sacrificing the flying sword, he smashed all the communication paper cranes in his hand, and muttered in his mouth.

"Niubi, it's not that I'm a white person who doesn't talk about faith, it's really that what a hypocrite says is not credible. Besides, Murong Qiushui is neither my sister-in-law nor my daughter-in-law, so she can't play with her life. ”

Then he spread his palms and looked at the two Great Dao Transformation beads lying in the palm of his palms and muttered to himself.

"One earth system, one water system, although the attributes do not match, but what a genius this son is, it's just a big deal to rebuild the avenue. Besides, with the consistent tone of a hypocrite, how could he really give up such a strange treasure, and it is estimated that it will all fall into his hands in the end. It is not necessarily impossible to exchange with it. Ben Gongzi is not greedy, and he can drink soup if he can't eat meat. Hey, hey, I'm a genius! ”

The beads transformed into the Great Dao could not be stored in the magic weapon, so Bai Zizi could only hide it close to his body, and then cast the Flying Star Technique of the Imperial Sword and flew away in the direction that he guessed might be the exit of the ruins.

Let's fight, my son will not be accompanied!

Murong Canghai urged the Divine Talisman to run for dozens of miles, but during this period, a communication paper crane was never released.

Suddenly, the spiritual power in the Divine Talisman was dissipated, and his body was allowed to fly out due to inertia, and finally fell heavily into the grass.

Murong Canghai's face was hideous, tears flowed down his face, and he slammed his fist into the ground.

Translucent... Sorry... The transformation of the Great Dao is related to whether or not the prestige of the family can be revived, and there is no room for loss, and your personal safety can only be put aside. After all, you have the identity of the Holy Maiden of Qiankun Temple, presumably Wei Junxian would not dare to really harm your life. As long as I take the things of the Great Dao Transformation for my own use and cultivate it to a great rise, I will definitely save you back and compensate for everything you have paid for your family today.

Translucent... Wait for me!

After some self-comfort, Murong Canghai's mood was already much lighter. Injected spiritual power into the Divine Talisman again, and his footsteps flew towards the mountains in the distance.

When the figures of Murong Canghai and Bai Zizai completely disappeared from view, Wei Junxian smiled slightly, put away the folding fan, and Shi Shiran took out a short table, two Mazha and... A complete set of tea sets and tea leaves, kettles and other items.

Put everything in place, set up a fire to boil water to make tea, and then sat down with Ouyang Liuyun on his knees on the maza and drank tea.

After taking two sips of tea, I felt that something was missing, and after thinking for a while, I took out a paper bag from the storage magic weapon and put it on the low table.

I opened the paper bag, grabbed a handful of fried melon seeds and knocked it up.

"Phew, how about a bet?"

Wei Junxian spit out two pieces of melon seed skin and smiled at Ouyang Liuyun.

Ouyang Liuyun also grabbed a handful of melon seeds in his hand, and shook his head while knocking.

"Bet from childhood to adulthood and never win you, don't bet."

Wei Junxian was a little distracted, his gaze first swept to Murong Qiushui, who was as stunned as a puppet, and then turned to the little monk who was meditating not far away to recover his spiritual power.

"Master Fan, how about a bet. The stakes are the beads of these two avenues. A thunderbolt, a gale, and thousands of avenues are also amazing magical powers. ”

"Amitabha, monks don't gamble."

The little monk folded his hands, his eyes were lowered, his eyes looked at his nose, and his nose looked at his heart.

"It's boring."

Wei Junxian muttered, pinched a melon seed with three fingers of his right hand and sent it to his mouth, bit his teeth lightly, and the tip of his tongue moved slightly to roll the fragrant melon seed kernel into his mouth, and then spit out the skin of two melon seeds more than a foot away, and hit a sneaky grass rat hidden in the grass.

"The saint has clouds, don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility. Fen Chengbo's behavior is not a loss of Confucianism's identity. ”