Monk Zhuji pinched her chin, the skin under his hands was warm and delicate, he couldn't help but touch two more, and secretly said in his heart It's a pity, if this girl is sold, it will definitely be worth a lot of spirit stones, but now......

Luo Qingli pursed her lips tightly, and clearly felt that the Zhuji monk had probed a trace of spiritual power, unreasonably rampage through her meridians, and her divine sense swept her up and down, and when she passed by the dantian, her eyes suddenly paused, and she sneered.

"I still have some hidden cultivation magic weapon on you, it turns out that even the dantian is broken, hahahaha, it's really funny, a waste, what are you still struggling in front of me?"

Monk Zhuji withdrew his hand, and when he saw Luo Qingli looking at him indifferently, he grabbed her neck instead, "Say, how did you dodge my two attacks, and what exercises did you practice?"

This girl is young and young, and her cultivation will definitely not be high, and she has built a foundation by herself, and she actually failed to hit two attacks in a row, which shows that there must be something outstanding about this exercise!

A small Qi Refining Cultivator still has this achievement, if he learns it, his strength will definitely increase greatly, let alone a monk of the same level in the future, maybe he can even challenge the next level!

Thinking about it in this way, the foundation building monk became even more imperative to this exercise.

Luo Qingli didn't say a word. The sensitivity to the aura is innate, and there is no such thing as a practice at all, and she has nothing to say about this.

Monk Zhuji narrowed his eyes and sneered, erased the divine sense mark on Luo Qingli's storage bag, glanced inside, and then frowned with disgust.

This girl is really poor......

Looking at the injury in her dantian, it seems that it was done by a high-level monk, and the exercises are unique, and even has a composure that is not usually at this age, originally he thought that it might be a fallen child of a big family of cultivating immortals, and there may be some good things in the storage bag, but it turned out to be such a fart.

What a waste of time!

"Don't say yes, right?" Monk Zhuji lost his patience, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "It's okay, if you don't say it, I can also search for souls." ”

Luo Qingli's gaze changed slightly.

As the name suggests, the art of soul searching is to invade the sea of consciousness and extract all the memories of a person, but this process is quite painful, and the soul of the person who is searched will be damaged and become a fool after that.

Rather than ending this, she would rather choose to die.

Luo Qingli struggled to twist her body, but it was all in vain, and Monk Zhuji grabbed her hair, put his fingertips on her eyebrows, and poked out his divine sense to pierce her sea of consciousness.

It was like a knife slashing at her head, Luo Qingli had a splitting headache and screamed in pain for a moment, but the next moment, a ray of blue light suddenly overflowed from the center of her eyebrows, and the divine sense that Monk Zhuji probed over bounced back.

The soul search technique is a spell that acts on the soul, and it also uses the power of the soul, the soul of the monk is a particularly fragile existence, and the divine consciousness is an extension of the soul...... Monk Zhuji never thought that his soul searching technique would be counterattacked, and he was counterattacked several times.

He screamed, and the damage to his consciousness made him vomit blood again and again, and his eyes suddenly went black, and he fell into a coma.

And Luo Qingli also lost consciousness at the moment when the blue light overflowed, and before that, she seemed to hear a soft hum that seemed to be nothing.

One builds the foundation and one refines the qi, it was originally a hunter and a prey, but at this moment, they fainted together in the wilderness.

After half an hour, there was another light in the distance, the speed was not fast, as if looking for something along the way, if you look closely, you will find that there is a long-robed monk and a red-clothed girl standing on the flying magic weapon, and that girl is Ye Wangshu.

"She obviously ran in this direction, how could she not find ......" Ye Wangshu pulled the sleeve of the long-robed monk and asked him to fly lower.

The long-robed monk descended as he said, and suddenly his eyes moved slightly, as if he had found something, and flew towards a wood, and Ye Wangshu soon saw Luo Qingli who fell in the forest.

"Yes, Uncle Seven, it's her!"

Ye Wangshu anxiously pulled the monk in the long robe, and after the two landed, Ye Wangshu ran to Ye Wangshu's side as soon as possible, but found that no matter how much he called her, he couldn't wake up.

"Uncle Seven, hurry, save her!"

Uncle Ye Qi first glanced at the Zhuji monk who fell to the ground on the side, then looked at Luo Qingli's situation, frowned and fed her a pill.

"It's no big deal, her spiritual power is exhausted, her spirit is exhausted, and she will wake up naturally when she has slept enough. ”

Ye Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

She was very lucky, not long after she ran out, she met Uncle Seventh who had been looking for her everywhere, Uncle Seventh solved the monk who caught up with her later, Ye Wangshu thought of Luo Qingli, she must also be being chased by monks, so he hurriedly urged Uncle Ye to find her all the way.

Now that Luo Qingli is fine, Ye Wangshu is also relieved, looking at the foundation building monk on the ground and saying hatefully: "Seventh uncle, this must be the human trafficker gang, hurry up and kill him, lest he harm others again!"

Uncle Ye Qi shook his head slowly, "You also said that it was a gang, these people may be just a small branch inside, if this matter is investigated carefully, it will definitely be able to involve the side, and this person may be able to ask something if he keeps it." ”

Ye Wangshu was still a little angry, and Uncle Ye Qi sighed lightly: "After that, this person will be handed over to you to deal with personally, right? ”

With Uncle Ye Qi here, Ye Wangshu had nothing to worry about, and helped Luo Qing to get off the flying magic weapon.

Luo Qing slept for three full days, and when she finally woke up, Ye Wangshu was so bored that he played with ants.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Luo Qingli was slightly stunned, remembering what happened before, and knew that the reason why he was not successfully searched for souls was probably because of Bi You.

Bi Yu is a sacred relic of the Imperial Spirit Clan, and after recognizing the Lord, she has been sleeping in her sea of consciousness because of the exhaustion of energy, but it has already given birth to a machine spirit, and if the Tsukiji Monk wants to offend its territory, Bi You will naturally not agree.

But after that, Luo Qingli didn't have the slightest impression.

She rubbed her somewhat sore head, just as this Zhihai Ye Wangshu pushed the door in, and said in surprise: "Eh, you finally woke up, how is it, is there anything uncomfortable, do you want me to call Uncle Seven to come over and have a look?"

Luo Qingli was a little confused, and only reacted after a while, "Your family came to look for you?"

"yes, count us lucky......"

Ye Wangshu told her what happened later, and Luo Qingli couldn't help but feel lucky, and proposed to thank his seniors.

Uncle Ye Qi is in the late stage of foundation building, his appearance still looks very young, and his age must not be too big, such a cultivation at this age, he is already a talent wherever he puts it, before Luo Qingli felt that Ye Wangshu should be a child of a big family, and now it seems that their background must be good.

Luo Qingli gave a salute, "Junior Luo Qingli, thank you for the life-saving grace of Senior Ye." ”

Uncle Ye Qi waved his hand indifferently, he didn't actually do anything, and when he found her, the foundation building monk was already dizzy.

Thinking of this, Uncle Ye Qi couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with the foundation building monk who chased and killed you, his soul was damaged and he became an idiot, I originally wanted to ask about human trafficking, but I didn't ask anything." ”

Luo Qingli was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes slightly, and said: "I only know that he wanted to search for my soul, my head hurt, and then I fainted." ”

"Soul search!" Ye Wangshu exclaimed: "Such a cruel spell...... Stabbing him to death with a sword is really cheap for him!"