Chapter 35: Echoes of the Hollow

"No, I'm dying!" Chu Xialan crossed her waist and solemnly emphasized to the young man: "It's dead!" It's not crippled, it's hurt, can you be serious! I'm telling you what's going on! ”

Wang Wujiu held on to the trunk of the tree and came to his senses for a while.

"Miss Chu, are you talking about this Soul Wrapping Pill?" Wang Wujiu took out a small bottle of pill from the Hutian space, and there was a label on it, and the label read, "Soul Wrapping Pill, Heavenly Pill Sect No. 1 Danfang Refining".

"This should be it." Chu Xialan nodded.

Then, Wang Wujiu took out another bottle of pill out of thin air, Chu Xialan got closer to see it, and the label of the bottle read, "Soul Preservation Pill, Tiandan Sect No. 1 Danfang Refines".

"The Soul Wrapping Pill and the Soul Preservation Pill complement each other, the user needs to inject their own breath into these two pills at the same time, the user swallows the Soul Containing Pill, and then lets the other party swallow the Soul Wrapping Pill in order to achieve the purpose of controlling the other party. If the distance between the two sides is more than three miles, both will explode and die. ”

"This kind of elixir is commonly known as 'fish dies and the net breaks the pill', and it will never be used until the moment of life and death. Presumably, when the one-eyed dragon saw that you were mortal, he made up a lie for you to believe. This guy is greedy for life and afraid of death, how can he swallow the Soul Preservation Pill and live and die with you? ”

"So that means I'm not going to die?" Chu Xialan looked at the young man in front of him who was explaining seriously, and tears rolled down her eyes.

Wang Wujiu nodded affirmatively.

"Woowoooooooo The feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe could no longer hold her back, tears poured out of her eyes like spring rain, and she reached out to the young man in front of her, her face buried deep in his chest.

This teenager, in less than a month, actually saved her life twice.

If it weren't for him, maybe he would have been a white skeleton in the wilderness, uncared for, and forgotten forever by the world.

Grievances, fragility, unwillingness, and other emotions finally burst out at this moment, no matter how strong she is, no matter how strong she is, no matter how much she pretends not to care, she is just a sixteen-year-old girl who has just entered the world.

The young man felt the softness in his arms, the first time he experienced this kind of thing, he only felt that the moment Chu Xialan's arm was raised, his heart stopped beating, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't know how to react, and finally he was motionless like a stake.

Chu Xialan didn't know how long she had been crying, she felt that if she cried again, she was afraid that she would even be able to cry blood.

The girl in her arms raised her head, revealing a pair of slightly swollen eyes, Wang Wujiu looked down at those crystal clear eyes, and only felt that she was about to sink into it.

"You're not crying?" Wang Wujiu asked in a low voice, not even noticing that his voice was much softer than usual.

The soft delicate body left the young man's chest, and Wang Wujiu wiped the dirt on her face for her, who expected that the more she wiped it, the darker it became, and the girl giggled.

"Don't wipe it! You don't think I'm dirty enough, do you? Chu Xialan pretended to be angry, and then said angrily: "I'm not crying, I'm hungry." Do you have anything to eat? ”

The young man smiled innocently, nodded, and then took out the cooked pheasants, wild boars, snake gall bladders, hares, and all kinds of wild vegetables encountered along the way, all kinds of them, a total of ten kinds.

"Wow, where did you get all this good food?" When Chu Xialan saw these cooked game, where could she still endure it, her eyes suddenly lit up, her mouth and tongue were full of relish, and she didn't care about her demeanor, so she grabbed it and stuffed it into her mouth.

"All of them came down from hunting in the mountains in the last few days. How's that, is it delicious? ”

"It's delicious, and it's even seasoned with fine salt!" Chu Xialan didn't finish eating the food in her mouth, she had already picked up the next food in her hand and stuffed it into her mouth, she said vaguely: "It's just a little cold." ”

"That's easy to say!"

Wang Wujiu urged the purple flame of the stars in his body, and a blazing purple flame soon appeared in his hand. The young man lifted the three pheasants in one hand, where could the three pheasants withstand the burning of the purple flame, and before they could get close, they turned into a pile of black powder.

"Sorry, I didn't get the heat right." Wang Wujiu smiled awkwardly, urging the True Qi to reduce the temperature of the purple flame to a minimum, and then slowly heated the hare in his hand.

"How's it going, is it delicious?"

"Uh-huh, this time it's perfect!" Chu Xialan did not hesitate to praise, and directly gave Wang Wujiu the greatest praise.

After Chu Xialan was full of wine and food, she remembered to ask the young man about the doubts in her heart.

"Why did you come to Bishan?"

"I'm here to attend the Wind Sword Meeting held by the Bishan Sword Sect in a few days."

In fact, Wang Wujiu came to the Bishan Mountain Range twenty days in advance, and during these days, he constantly used his pseudomorphic supernatural powers to change his appearance and look for evil cultivators in the mountains to feed the Purple Flame of the Stars. At present, he has slaughtered more than forty evil cultivators and demon cultivators in the mountain, and he has gained a lot, not only has he obtained a large number of magic weapon spirit crystals, but more importantly, the Xingchen Purple Flame has become more and more vigorous in the dantian furnace, and his lethality has also increased to a terrifying level compared to before.

"Bishan Sword Sect? Is it the Bishan Sword Sect of Baiyun Peak? Chu Xialan's eyes were full of anticipation.

Wang Wujiu nodded.

"Then can you take me to the Bishan Sword Sect?"

Looking at Chu Xialan's starry eyes, Wang Wujiu really couldn't resist, so he hid his face with one hand, so he had to nod again.

"You're so powerful, you can defeat those old monsters, you won't be an old monster too, right?"

"Miss Chu, I emphasize again, I'm not!"

"Why do you say again? Do people often say that about you? ”

"Nope."

"Can you fly? I see those monks flying around in the sky all day long? ”

"I can't fly, they call it flying with a royal weapon."

"Well, it looks like you can't beat them, do you?"

“……”

Chu Xialan's questions became more and more out of tune, but Wang Wujiu could see that this little girl maintained a strong curiosity about the mysterious monk world.

"By the way, what are you doing in the Bishan Sword Sect?" Wang Wujiu diverted her attention at the stitches, if he was asked like this all the way, she would have to die of a headache.

"I want to enter the sect and step into the path of cultivating immortals."

Wang Wujiu stopped and looked at her, she didn't look like she was joking.

"Cultivating immortals?" Wang Wujiu's expression became serious: "Do you know what it means to cultivate immortals? ”

"It means greater power, greater responsibility, greater danger. I'm sure I can! Chu Xialan said confidently.

"Actually, I can always protect you, so that you will never experience any crisis again." The corners of his mouth barely moved, and his voice was almost low to the dust.

"Did you speak?" Chu Xialan didn't hear clearly.

"I mean, cultivating immortals requires talent, you are a small body, okay?" Wang Wujiu looked Chu Xialan up and down and shook his head.

"You underestimate me!" Chu Xialan looked at the sunset not far away, walked to the front and shouted, "I must do it!" ”

Echoes echoed through the empty valley.

"Good! Chu Xialan will definitely be able to do it! Wang Wujiu also followed, shouting like Chu Xialan.

The echoes of the two lingered in the valley for a long time.

Looking at each other, it is the future.