Chapter 137: Whispering
"In today's war, if we don't have a junior brother, we are afraid of death and it will be difficult to keep our innocence. The grace of saving lives should be repaid in the future. Senior Sister Yun handed over the talisman treasure in her hand to Wang Jing and saluted with great gratitude.
"It's still Senior Sister Yun who strategizes and commands properly, and deserves to be the first to take the lead. Senior brother, I am just a pioneer, charging into battle, as a matter of course. Wang Jing took the talisman treasure and put it into the Heavenly Demon Ring, and looked at Senior Sister Yun humbly. Who knew that he got carried away, his laughter was too exaggerated, it affected the wounds on his back and shoulders, and the pain made his voice out of tune, and laughing was worse than crying.
"Oh, what are you excited about, the flying sword on your body has not been pulled out and started to blow. This time, the cow didn't blow all over the sky, but blew himself to tears. Hongxing took out a bottle of hemostatic pill, walked over quickly, the corners of her mouth curled, and joked with a smile.
"Senior brother, I sacrificed my life to save all the beauties today, not because I wanted to be a hero, but because of the deep friendship of the Huoyun Sect, and the love of friends is hard to give up. If the hero saves the beauty and dies, it is as light as a feather, and I am sacrificing my life for love, which is heavier than Yunxia Peak. Wang Jing said in a hoarse voice.
"Shut up, the more you talk, the more blood will flow from your body, and excessive loss of vitality will affect your cultivation in the future. Hong Xingyu's hand patted Wang Jing's left arm on the wound to stop him from continuing.
"Oh, how can you pick my wounds and beat them? Wang Jing rolled her eyes and said with a snort, his face full of dissatisfaction.
Hongxing ignored him anymore, her jade hand spread lightly, and she sealed Wang Jing's wound with mana. Then carefully pull out two flying swords that go deep into the flesh and pour hemostatic pill powder over the wound. The hemostatic pill is very effective, as soon as it touches the wound, the blood from the wound immediately stops, and there is a trace of coldness, which reduces the feeling of pain.
Gu Jingfang's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she also quietly walked over. A pair of white jade hands gently placed on Wang Jing's chest, and along the damaged place, carefully tore the blackened bloody clothes on his chest. He gently cleaned the wound with elixir, and then applied medicine to him to heal his wounds.
The monks of the Beast Control Sect were extinguished, and they ran away, and they were temporarily safe around them. Wang Jing was a little prostrated due to the exhaustion of his divine thoughts and mana, and his body was bleeding too much, but now he was taken care of by two beautiful women, and his body collapsed under the relaxation of his spirit. The two daughters, Hong Xing and Gu Jingfang, immediately stretched out their jade hands and helped the unconscious Wang Jing up.
At this time, Wang Jing's breath was weak, his face was like white paper, his eyes were closed, and his face was still convulsed painfully from time to time due to the excessive consumption of divine thoughts. Gu Jingfang patted the storage bag and took out a five-hundred-year-old elixir. After a moment of hesitation, he decisively tore off a piece of ** and put it in his mouth, chewed it into puree, and fed it mouth-to-mouth into Wang Jing's mouth.
This grass is called ethereal grass, the whole body is green, three inches long, and it is a unique elixir in the forbidden land. Its growth position is uncertain, and it is difficult to appear in hundreds of years, which can refine the Ethereal Pill to enhance divine thoughts, increase mana and spell comprehension, especially for the body refining monk's body method has unexpected effects. Although the raw suit lacks the ability to comprehend mana spells, it increases the agility of the monk's body and has a healing effect of quickly recovering mana and physical strength.
The Ethereal Spirit Grass was inadvertently obtained by Gu Jingfang in a valley where low-level beasts were rampant, and she wanted to take out the forbidden land in exchange for two Zhuji Dan, but seeing that Wang Jing was seriously injured at this time, she had to endure the pain and feed it all to Wang Jing mouth-to-mouth.
"Senior Sister Gu is really willing, this rare elixir of hundreds of years will be taken by Senior Brother Wang. Hongxing held Wang Jing's left arm with both hands and smiled playfully at Gu Jingfang, who was flushed.
"He's been a lifesaver for me many times, and it's nothing outside of me. What's more, this kind of elixir is not something that our disciples in the Qi refining period can enjoy, and they will definitely have to be handed over to the sect when they leave the forbidden land, and I don't know which uncle and ancestor will be cheaper. “
"This rare ethereal spirit grass is handed over to the sect, and they will give me a maximum of two Tsukidans, and I have gained a lot of elixirs, which is enough to exchange for another Tsukidan. As long as Senior Brother Wang can recover his cultivation as soon as possible, it will not affect the future foundation building due to injury, it will be worth it. ”
Gu Jingfang held Wang Jing's right arm, glanced at Hongxing with smart eyebrows, and explained shyly.
"Although others are a little, they are still very kind-hearted. Hongxing looked at Wang Jing unconscious, but her head was shaking restlessly on her full chest, and she couldn't help but say angrily and funny.
"He is not a thing in the pool, and sooner or later he will leave us when the dragon changes in the storm. Gu Jingfang's face was a little pale, and her voice was full of infinite regret.
"Senior sister thinks too much, how many monks can go to which step? Eighty or nine out of ten die in the middle of the journey. In today's war, you should understand that it's good to live one day and be happy one day, why think so much. ”
Just when the two daughters of Hongxing Gu Jingfang were whispering, Senior Sister Yun arranged for everyone to recover their mana as soon as possible and take turns on duty, everything was arranged in an orderly manner.
"Senior sisters, go and collect the storage bags of those monks who were killed, this is the spoils of war for Senior Brother Wang, we have received his life-saving grace, we can no longer be greedy for his property. ”
Senior Sister Yun has been standing not far from Hongxing's side, personally protecting the Dharma for them. Observing that Wang Jing's injury was not fatal and his breathing was steady, he relieved himself and arranged other things. She carefully cleaned the blood stains on her white dress, turned her head to look at the battlefield, and said softly to several frightened beauties behind her.
"Yes, Senior Sister Yun. A woman dressed in light green said in a coquettish voice, taking a few other beauties all the way to pack up the storage bags, and along the way to the monks who almost took their lives, sending out a fireball technique to destroy the corpses. Although it was the first time to do this kind of thing, it was also clean and neat, and in less than half a column of incense, Wang Jing had dozens of bulging storage bags around him.
After the ethereal grass entered the abdomen, it turned into a warm current, quickly nourishing Wang Jing's blood and soul. Hongxing's continuous input of mana helped him refine, and the medicinal properties were greatly utilized, and after half an hour, he slowly woke up.
"It's so fragrant and soft! I hope I won't wake up for a long time. Wang Jing took a deep breath, moved slightly, and sighed with emotion. When he opened his heavy eyelids and saw the shy faces of the two beauties in front of him, he remembered that he finally relaxed and fainted.
The second girl's face was flushed, and she was disgusted and happy, thinking that his frivolity was unintentional, so she no longer bothered with him about it.
"Senior brother, lie down for a while, don't move the internal injuries. Hongxing sighed at his face and said with concern. At the same time, she gently supported a pair of jade hands, signaling that Wang Jing was now in a safe state.
Wang Jing closed his eyes again, felt the tenderness behind him and the fragrance of virginity, and looked inward.