At this time, Xue Qing's chest was bleeding non-stop, her mind was dizzy, her eyes were blurred, and she was about to stand unsteadily.

But she didn't give up on the slashing of the flaming bear.

She immediately swallowed a pill to stop bleeding, then swallowed a spirit tonic fruit, endured the huge pain in her chest, and injected a large amount of thunder power into the sword body.

With a powerful and ferocious force of destruction, Hung slashed off the top of the Flame Bear just as it thought it had succeeded......

Nangong Haoran, who came out of the auction, heard the sound of a huge battle in the distance, and saw the monks fleeing to the city one by one.

He shook his head, acting like he didn't care about himself, ready to leave from the other side.

"That female cultivator is really powerful! Jin Dan Xiuwei was able to fight with that Yuan Ying cultivator as a shape-shifting demon beast. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have been injured by her Ice Thunder Sword Qi!"

"It's the first time I've seen such a fierce nun like this. In other words, that female cultivator's talent is really envious. Ice and Thunder Twin Spirit Roots, tsk......"

Just as Nangong Haoran was about to leave, the sound of two monks talking to each other from the direction of the battlefield made him stunned.

"Ice and Thunder Twin Spiritual Roots, Jindan Female Cultivator? There are still female cultivators in this cultivation realm who have the same spiritual roots as Senior Sister Baili, could it be?"

Thinking of this, Nangong Haoran's heart was pounding, and he felt like he was about to jump to his throat.

Excitedly, he hurriedly stopped the two monks who were talking, and asked with excitement in his eyes:

"What did you just say? Ice Thunder Spirit Root's Jindan Female Cultivator, is this true?"

The two monks who were stopped by Nangong Haoran looked at Nangong Haoran a little strangely, and saw that he was dressed rich and noble, and his cultivation was high-level, so he was not offended, so he nodded and replied:

"It's a Jindan nun of an ice thunder spirit root. ”

The other, with a greedy look, said pityingly:

"It's a pity that that female cultivator is too powerful! Otherwise, if I robbed her, I wouldn't have to worry about cultivation resources. ”

The monk's words made his companion beside him stunned, and his heart was cold: "It's over!"

He was just about to run away quickly, but a coercion directly pressed him to immobilize.

The other person had no time to do anything, and his neck was crooked, and he didn't know why he died.

Nangong Haoran's face was cold, his eyes showed a cannibalistic light, and he asked this person who was suppressed by coercion:

"Do you want to rob her too?"

The man was trembling, so frightened that his urine was about to come out. His body curled up and he explained with horror on his face:

"No, senior, no. I never thought that way. ”

Nangong Haoran retracted the coercion and snorted coldly in his mouth: "Whoever wants to rob her, I will let whoever die." ”

After speaking, Nangong Haoran quickly flew towards the place of battle.

And the monk, who had wet his trousers, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took all the storage bags from his companion's corpse, and said:

"Woe comes from your mouth, you talk too much, not only hurt yourself and lose your life, but also almost affect me. The contents of this storage bag were all done, to compensate for my fright. ”

With that, the monk didn't even burn the corpse of his companion, and set up the flying magic weapon and flew away.

The huge body of the flame bear was split in half, Xue Qing endured the pain of the wound, and a Nie Wushu took its fiery red demon pill, and was about to fly away from the place of battle, only to feel dizzy, unsteady steps, and the whole person fell from mid-air.

Just as she was about to hide in the space, a figure flew quickly in the distance and immediately caught her.

"Nangong Haoran?"

At the last moment of Xueqing's coma, she was picked up by Nangong Haoran and fell unconscious.

At this time, Nangong Haoran's face was embarrassed, and his heart ached.

Although the middle-aged female cultivator in front of her who couldn't be uglier anymore changed her appearance greatly. But he knew that this was the person he had been dreaming of.

This is the person who he has been thinking about for a long time, and thinks that he is not in the world.

That's the guy who haunts him.

Quickly gave Xue Qing the life-saving pill and saw the big hole in her chest with bright red blood flowing.

Nangong Haoran was furious, his face was as gloomy as if a storm was coming.

Hurriedly sprinkled the best hemostatic medicine on his body on the big hole in Xue Qing's chest, and the blood flowing from Xue Qing's wound stopped instantly.

Seeing this, Nangong Haoran's red eyes were firmly fixed on the charred black bear corpse that had been split apart.

His eyes were as terrifying as a demon, like a demon who had just crawled out of hell.

"Hunt the Storm, go eat it. ”

Nangong Haoran gave an order, and a flame leopard walked majestically towards the bear corpse......

Xue Qing fell into a drowsy at this time.

In a trance, it seemed that someone was calling herself, and she wanted to open her eyes, but unfortunately in the end she only moved her fingers, and her consciousness fell into darkness completely.

"It hurts! Where am I?"

Half-asleep and half-awake, Xue Qing had doubts in her heart:

Before she fell into a coma, she seemed to see Nangong Haoran when she was about to enter the space.

Before he could enter the space, he closed his eyes and passed out.

She was confused, and she wanted to open her eyes and exude her divine sense.

It's a pity that she seems to have entered a dark space, and her spirit can't get out at all.

She seemed to see something with her eyes open, and she seemed to see nothing with her eyes closed.

It's an unknown space, with no light, no living creatures.

There was only endless darkness and black haze in this space.

"Zi Han, wake up, Zi Han ......"

"Zi Han, why don't you accept my ......?"

A burst of painful shouts came from afar, and Xue Qing couldn't hear it clearly, as if there was one, and as if there was none.

She was confused, and when she heard the heart-rending screams, it was as if her heart had been bitten by an insect, and it hurt a lot.

"Zihan, is that voice calling me? It seems to be calling me, no, no. I'm not calling me, I'm Baili Xueqing. ”

Xue Qing was a little puzzled, and her soul wanted to go to the place where the voice that shouted Zihan's name came from. But it was still dark in the space, and she couldn't get out.

Nangong family, Nangong Haoran walked around in front of Xueqing's bed, worried.

He was so anxious that he asked the female doctor who was sitting on the edge of the bed and treating Xue Qing:

"Doctor Zhong, how is her injury, why hasn't she woken up yet?"

When the doctor saw that the young master was in such a hurry, he felt very strange in his heart:

"The young master is notoriously unapproachable, why do you care so much about this woman?"

The female physician surnamed Zhong became curious about Xue Qing, so she checked the differences in Xue Qing.

Seeing Xue Qing's mask that was not supported by spiritual power because she was unconscious, the female physician surnamed Zhong had her eyes flashing as if she had discovered a big secret, and asked Nangong Haoran:

"Young master, I don't know who this fairy is, why is the young master so eager?"

Doctor Zhong's words made Nangong Haoran full of black lines, and he really wanted to pinch her to death.

"Don't you see Senior Sister Baili like this? If it weren't for the fact that you are a good sister to your mother and a rare high-level physician......

Resisting the urge to beat people in his heart, Nangong Haoran replied coldly:

"You just do your best to heal it, no need to ask. You can't even mention this to your mother. ”

Nangong Haoran has no three hundred taels of silver here, which makes Doctor Zhong smile secretly. She hurriedly checked Xue Qing's injuries.

Seeing that Xue Qing was seriously injured, she didn't dare to slack off, and immediately blasted Nangong Haoran, who was in a hurry, out.

Physician Zhong cut off the carrion from the wound on Xueqing's chest and said to himself:

"Well, the young master has a good vision! This female cultivator is the ......best in the world in terms of appearance and qualifications."