A moment later.

Su Hoqing sat quietly cross-legged on the carriage and began to slowly recover the true yuan in his body.

Fang Zheng lay there a little helplessly, watching Su Hoqing cultivate.

To him, Reiki is what water is to fish.

So he could clearly perceive ......

In her body, there was an extremely powerful aura that was slowly transforming into something unfamiliar.

It should be the true element.

Turns out I still have this feature?

Only then did Fang Zheng understand why Soho Qing would let his maid and servant lower the curtain...... After all, she seems to be some kind of candidate saint?

The dignified candidate of the Holy Maiden, but lying on her arm, licking her own dripping blood like a puppy, huh...... It's a little tempting ~ confusing.

It was a beautiful feeling.

Anyway, it's shameful...... No response.

In a state of almost suffocation, top-heavy, in this state, it is strange to be able to react.

But he felt a little grateful to the Su Hoqing in front of him who said that he wanted to take his own blood.

Well...... Instead of slitting my wrist to get blood, she sucked it through the wound she had knocked before, and from that point of view, she was probably worried that I was too scared.

It's probably similar to when you kill a pig, to prevent the pig from being too scared, so you have to kill it in an instant to prevent the meat from souring?!

, Fang Zheng felt like he had Stockmore syndrome.

But anyway......

I had to find a way to escape.

Just now, Su Can outside didn't hesitate to cut off the head of that Cangyue Daoist...... Natural and casual movements, obviously, he is afraid that there are a lot of lives on his hands.

And this Su Ho Qing, whose strength is so strong, is comparable to the martial arts of the world where he is located.

Wu Zun ...... What a concept, hit me 10,000 without panting, okay.

Moreover, the immortal cultivator is not an immortal who flies to the sky and the earth in his imagination, but is more like a person who is dying in the wasteland, can she be expected to be kind to herself?

It's a much more brutal world.

can be as cultivated, it can never be a soft little white rabbit.

Fang Zheng stared at Su Heqing, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle tightly.

Escape...... Must run.

No matter how much she respects me, she can't change the fact that she wants to take me to refine medicine, and if she doesn't run away now, when she arrives in her sect, when there is a large circle of martial arts saints or something, there is really no hope of escaping at all.

But how to escape?

On the other side is a person who is at least Wuzun, or may even have the strength above Wuzun, and his own side ...... Well, it's no different from a disability.

Lying here and not moving, isn't this completely resigned to fate?

Fang Zheng's heart was full of complicated thoughts, on the one hand, he knew that if this Su Ho Qing resumed his cultivation, he might not have room to escape, on the other hand, he was quite self-aware, knowing that even if this Su Ho Qing lost his combat effectiveness, any of the five outside could rub himself and play.

Now it's just me and her...... Or do you want to hold her hostage?

Fang Zheng reluctantly raised his head, and then determined, even if she sat still, he might not even have the strength to climb on her, how could he hold it hostage?

Do you want to use quantum mechanics to escape?

It seems that it can only be resigned to fate.

Fang Zheng sighed dejectedly, unable to move, tired and tired, plus a lot of blood licked away by this girl just now, it can be regarded as too much blood...... Gradually, he fell into a deep sleep.

..........................................

Knock knock knock!!

Accompanied by a very rhythmic sound.

Fang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.

That's when he came to his senses.

Not good, dangerous...... At such a critical time, I actually fell asleep?!

Now that I am in a crisis, every moment is extremely dangerous, how can I waste time sleeping?

He instinctively struggled hard, but his body was accompanied by a sense of suspension, and with a bang, he lay on the ground.

Founder: "...................................."

He stared blankly at the familiar ceiling above him.

It's not the dilapidated carriage roof, and there are no charming pseudo-saints of the sect around him.

It's as if everything was just a dream.

This is your own room.

Although it is rented, every piece of furniture here is the result of countless efforts by myself, such as the familiar computer, swivel chair, wardrobe, and the big pillow of Sister Qingqing on the bed.

I am back.

Am I actually back in time?

Or is it just a dream?

Immediately, looking at the hot ~ spicy pain in his elbow, Fang Zheng knew that it was not a dream.

I guess I've crossed back again.

So...... The crisis that was about to be refined just now that gave me a headache was just lifted?!

Fang Zheng blinked and sat up.

Sure enough, the familiar air, where the oxygen inhaled into the lungs, is clearly the richest and purest aura.

It felt like he was taking a sauna from his throat to his lungs, and he couldn't help but moan out of it.

Oh, my God......

Have I always lived in such a happy time?

After going to the world where the aura was so scarce that it was difficult for him to move, Fang Zheng knew how happy he was now, this rich aura, I felt that if I let that Martial Venerable Holy Maiden come here...... Isn't she afraid that she will be drunk to death with a happy aura?

It's okay, it doesn't matter with me anymore.

Fang Zheng stood up, only to find that since just now, the sound of dong dong has been sounding rhythmically.

I woke up with a knock on the door.

And on his own, bare...... It's no longer an inch.

What do you mean?!

I crossed back and left my clothes over there?!

Fang Zheng hurriedly touched a set of pajamas and put them on.

I went to the living room and opened the door.

Outside the door, there were two beautiful women, one big and one small.

The younger one was twelve or thirteen years old, with a long ponytail, a round face that looked playful and cute, and a pair of big black and white eyes that were round and purring, full of spirituality, and at first glance she was the kind of girl who couldn't sit still.

The eldest one is about her early twenties, tall, almost flush with Fang Zheng, who is a man, with short black hair and a fair and cold face, she is very beautiful, but if you see her, the most easily ignored thing is her beauty, just because her eyes are too sharp, like a knife, people can't help but feel timid when they look at her.

Tassel.

Founder's childhood sweetheart's classmates.

is young, it is said that he is already a martial artist, and his strength is high, even in Jielin City, he is the number one in the ranks.

At this time, she was holding her niece in one hand, and it seemed that she was asking for guilt.

Such an attitude of rejuvenating the teacher made Fang Zheng's heart sink suddenly.

This girl...... I can't be caught, right?!

Did she confess me?

No, tomorrow is the time to confess...... What is she doing at this time?

And the little girl who was carried by the tassel in her hand......

"Hehehe, you slept so badly, we knocked on the door for a long time before you opened it, are you doing something unsightly to your pillow?" ”

Liu Xiaomeng smiled at Fang Zheng with a flattering smile on his face.

"Founder, you ......"

Tassel just said three words, then paused, the slender sword-like eyebrows slanted up, and asked, "You have a smell of blood, are you injured?!"

Fang Zheng looked at the tassel in shock.

Is she a dognose?

You can smell it.