Tang Yu fell. This invincible immortal collapsed to the ground weakly, like a dead dog.

He Shang stepped forward with a sword, struggled hard, and walked in front of Tang Yu.

This immortal cultivator seemed to have passed out.

He Shang provoked with his sword, and when he saw the immortal closing his eyes, it seemed that he was really in a coma.

(Lalala, this is a dogtooth I made myself.) It comes with a powerful coma, as well as a powerful weakening and blocking spiritual power!Well, given the friendship between us, I'll charge you a ninety percent friendship price. ）

In the face of the demon pupil's malicious sense of existence, He Shang has always held an attitude of ignoring it as much as possible.

The blood-black blood vessels and ice marks on his body were competing, and He Shang could feel great pain and intense cold, not to mention that He Shang's strength was more than that.

The fireball and sword of the immortal cultivator are never merciless.

Although his recovery ability has reached a very strong level after entering a state similar to madness, He Shang is still in a mortal state at present.

A mortal is a mortal, a fragile ant.

Ahem, I can't help coughing twice.

The more he coughed, the more intense he became, and He Shang almost coughed out his lungs.

He Shang coughed, but he was afraid of waking up the unconscious immortal cultivator, so he had to suppress his coughing strength and try not to make too much noise.

coughed for a long time, and a mouthful of bloody sputum was coughed out by He Shang. Sticky, cold, with a hint of black particles inside.

The chest was hit by an immortal cultivator, leaving a strange trace of ice. The expanding cold ice was fighting for territory with the blood-black blood vessels, using He Shang's body as a battlefield.

He Shang stared at the bloody phlegm for a moment, then turned his head to think about it.

Internal injuries, external injuries, and the wounds left by the strange power of cultivating immortals, now He Shang's body is really like a broken jar leaking everywhere.

The muscles are full of soreness, and it's always so tossed after the big fight. But there are some things that must be done.

Even though the body was in severe pain, and every movement would cause a stinging pain in the wound in the chest, He Shang still had to do something.

The pain was severe, the muscles were overwhelmed, and he even trembled unconsciously, but He Shang still spoke: "...... How far can this thing of yours make him unconscious?"

The demon pupil was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, and then ......

(Am you finally exposed?)

(Tut-tut, I know it's a great accomplishment for mortals to be able to strip an immortal cultivator naked and get them to bed.) But ah, don't blame me for pouring cold water on you. Don't look at this guy in front of you who looks like a, let me tell you this guy is actually a man...... ）

"How strong is the effect of the stun?"

(Tut-tut, are you so anxious?okay, okay, I really can't do anything about you.) Hopefully, you won't be too surprised when you take your pants off. ）

"Say it quickly. ”

(Okay, okay, I can't help you.) According to the current point of view, it should not be a problem to be in a coma for about two days. Well, that is...... For the past two days, you'll have a good time! Mmmm, even if you cut off his hands and feet, he won't wake up. Hahaha, you can have a good time! Yes...... ）

"In other words, even if you cut this immortal cultivator twice, is it okay?"

(Yes, yes.) You...... What do you want to do?!What do you want to do??!!!)

Ignoring the riot of the demon pupil in his mind, He Shang directly ignored it. He endured the sharp pain in his muscles, raised his sword high, found the right place, and stabbed it hard.

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

At night, under the stars, the moon still hangs in the moon sky. The cold moonlight sprinkled on the big trees in the courtyard, giving a silver layer of green makeup to the green leaves.

A dim oil lamp stood on the wooden table, and the dim light silently told the inferior quality of the lamp oil. The inferior oil of the oil lamp comes from the frugal style that He Shang was afraid of.

In front of the wooden table, He Shang sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

The breath in the body is like water, and the meridians are like rivers. There was a dull pain in his chest, a chill, and he was washed by the breath.

The spiritual power left by the immortal cultivator made He Shang very painful, and the remaining spiritual power was still resisting in his body.

But that's just a synonym for the end of the road.

He Shang's face was abnormally red because of this, he sat quietly cross-legged, and then ...... A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The amount of blood is very large, and it is about half a rice bowl. But that's not the point, the focus is on the impurities in blood – black particles and ice cubes.

Wiping the blood remaining on his mouth with the cloth towel prepared in advance, He Shang got up and stopped doing this.

More than a day has passed since that battle. The remaining spiritual power is still resisting stubbornly, and it really deserves to be an immortal cultivator, and it is worthy of being an immortal.

After the battle, He Shang's injuries were mainly troubled by the final blow of the immortal cultivator.

Fireballs and sword wounds don't matter. The former's spiritual power is weak, and he is more inclined to burn the enemy with flames, and He Shang was hit by a powerful castration version, so he doesn't care much. The latter can only say hehe in the face of the state of vascular riot.

The most troublesome and fatal thing is the final blow of the immortal cultivator. He Shang was almost immediately split, and the residual spiritual power would also infringe on his life.

But well...... He Shang can only give it an evaluation of "water without a source and a tree without roots".

The Ice Sword Scar is indeed very troublesome and terrible, but its spiritual power is limited after all. And the blood-black blood vessels in He Shang's body can be replenished from the body.

The fist couldn't help but clench, creaking, how dare he pack the ticket. At most, the day after tomorrow, you can basically eliminate the injuries of the Ice Sword Scar.

After determining the condition of his injuries, He Shang began the necessary process after the Great War - taking stock of the harvest.

Because the injuries in the previous time were too serious, He Shang waited until now to start counting the loot.

Walking to the corner, He Shang sold a lot of miscellaneous things.

A jade pendant, a scrap iron sword, a small cyan cloth bag, and a set of clothes.

Ahem, the laundry here is entirely out of the sense of caution. It's not a dirty idea, it's just a matter of prudence.

Who knows if there's a special way to escape, like a spell that turns clothes into rope-cutting blades.

So out of prudence, He Shang directly stripped Tang Yu naked, and he didn't even leave a pair of underwear.

Until now, the poor immortal cultivator was still tied up in the utility room at the end of the body in a shameful posture of being naked.

Thinking of the kind of thing where he forcibly dragged his injured body and undressed, He Shang inexplicably remembered the piercing laughter of the demon pupil.

Alas, an inexplicable sigh.

He Shang hesitated, but still said: "Mo Jue, you can see if there is anything wrong with these things." ”

In view of his poor cognition of the immortal cultivation world, He Shang still found a certain demon pupil very self-consciously.

（...... I'm holding back. See that outfit...... Ahem, I ...... Haha, I remembered that scene again. Ahem, ahem, give me a moment. ）

Well, when He Shang admitted that he picked up the immortal cultivator's underwear...... The perception of life has been impacted.

After a long time, the demon pupil finally calmed down.

(Ahem, the clothes are normal clothes.) Well, here is the point of drawing. Anything else...... The jade pendant can be sold, and it is a piece of mortal jade. And that scrap iron stick left, I'll try to extract the metal essence. As for the bag...... Hahaha, a surprise!)

"What is it?"

(Tsk, you'd better recover quickly.) Mmmm, you'll find out in a few days. ）