Suyu didn't know if she was safe now, but at this moment, she had to stop to rest and heal.

Either way, he had no other choice.

There is no big river in the south of the old garden, and occasionally there are a few small streams, and the water is very clear, so Su Yu is strong enough to prevent himself from fainting, and washes the wounds of poisoning with water.

She sat reclining by the stream, her robe a little messy, but fortunately her clothes were also a refined spiritual thing, and although the plants and trees in the forest were also extraordinary, they were not tattered by the bushes and thorns.

She took a deep breath, then gently exhaled it, as if to ease her nervousness in such a simple way, she struggled to pull the scattered green silk to her right chest, and then removed the clothes from her left shoulder.

Like a wounded mermaid, she tore off a sleeve of her coat and gently swung it in the stream, wiping it on the wound.

Her originally crystal white fragrant shoulders were faintly covered with wisps of black blood at this time, and the wound on her back had solidified and was covered with a thin layer of frost, which was washed away by the water, and blood flowed out as black as ink.

The wound was numb, and there was no pain anymore, but because of her clean nature, she still frowned tightly at the slender eyebrows like willow leaves.

But she didn't dare to wash it for too long and delay healing, so she quickly wiped the wound, and then tore off a corner of her garment to bandage the wound simply.

At this time, the pill she was carrying came in handy, and after taking one, she felt a warm aura spread through her body, and she began to use the little aura in her body, trying to recover a little.

Because of the cold qi in Wangshu's sword pouring into his body. Not many toxins that are suppressed by the cold penetrate into the body.

It's just that she doesn't know what toxin the person applied to the magic weapon, and she feels it when she exercises. The toxins were digging into her body little by little as if she were conscious.

She couldn't suppress it, and could only hope to recover some more spiritual power in the hope of resisting one or two.

That's when she felt it. The aura around is very abundant, very abundant, and it is better than that on Kunlun Mountain.

She is like a greedy child at the moment, constantly absorbing the full aura around her, but she is like a little beast that steals food, and she does not dare to be greedy at all.

Although this mood is really a bit contradictory and ridiculous, she can't laugh at all, although she is a little bitter in Qionghua. But after all, the senior brothers and sisters in the door take good care of her, and she has never suffered such hardships.

But she wasn't annoyed, she felt that if she could change the fate of herself and Qionghua, it would be worth it to suffer a little.

Even though it was really bitter, more bitter than the medicine she took when she was sick as a child - she really couldn't think of anything more bitter than that.

Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder...... How did he get here?

He must have suffered a lot......

How many near-hopeless situations has he encountered?

She remembered that he always smiled so gently, very lightly, like the spring water of the crescent moon spring at the bottom of the mountain, always revealing a trace of clear sweetness.

Behind that sweetness. I don't know how much bitterness is hidden.

But he's all here......

yes, they've all come here......

The corners of her lips lifted slightly, and she couldn't help but feel a little warm in her heart.

"yes...... He's been through it all, what is he still confused about?"

Her originally low mood couldn't help but cheerful. Walking in the woods, the pace is a little faster.

But she has not lost her vigilance, and in this unknown environment, she can't help but let her guard down.

Moreover. She seemed to notice something unusual.

She adjusted her pace so that it was light. She held her breath, trying to concentrate on the unusual movements. And the slender and white jade hand also followed the hilt of Wangshu's sword.

It was the wind, and it seemed to be faster than before, though only a small margin, but she could feel the difference.

Her hand holding the sword tightened, since she was accidentally separated from Luo Fan and the others, she had been passively accepting the crises that were constantly generated, and now, she began to take the initiative to adapt.

She instinctively ducked behind a lush patch of vegetation, though that might have little effect on the snake pursuers.

The wind, as if abruptly rising upward, then seemed to stagnate, and a white shadow flew from the forest, and a sudden stop, like a dragonfly, suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Through the gaps between the leaves, Shuyu saw that the man's snow-white coat, snow-white hood, and fingers peeking out from between the wide sleeves were also glowing with a kind of crystal white.

The brim of its hood is a little low, so it can't make Shuyu clear its eyebrows, but its chin and lips are delicate, although it can't be seen its identity, but it can't be human.

It scrutinized its surroundings, its gaze turning very slowly, as if it would not let go of any clues.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of its mouth, and it seemed to be very confident, confident that nothing could escape from its palm.

In fact, there really isn't.

Suddenly, its figure flashed, and Suyu only saw a phantom folded in the air, and a brilliant silver light suddenly flashed from the cuff!

"Qiang!" Wangshu drew a shocking rainbow, colliding with the silver light from the side, Suyu only felt a fierce force coming from the sword, she was already a little weak, and she almost couldn't hold the sword!

She simply let go of her hand, pinched the sword trick with her left hand, and Wangshu was suddenly encouraged, and stopped at the silver light again.

But as soon as the silver light twisted, Shuyu suddenly only felt that Wangshu seemed to fly into the eye of a storm, and the already small spiritual power immediately lost control, and Wangshu flew back upside down when he landed, and nailed to the trunk of the tree beside her with a "kick"!

Shuyu felt a little cold in her heart, if this sword was aimed at herself......

But the other party didn't seem to mean to take her life.

The other party's cultivation is very high, at least much higher than himself, even if he is in his heyday, he is afraid that he is not an opponent.

"It's not snake swordsmanship, is it. It finally spoke, a slightly neutral voice that was nice and magnetic, "So, you're the outsider?"

It didn't seem to have the intention of making Shuyu answer: "Come with me, Lord Demon Priest wants to see you." ”

Suyu was a little stunned, she didn't know what the identity of the demon priest in the other party's mouth was, but she didn't faintly know the origin was not simple, but who was it? Why did she see herself?

She thought of Luo Fan, she knew that Luo Fan and the others must be looking for her, she shook her head: "I still have things to do, I can't go with you." ”

The man in white seemed to fall silent, but Shuyu felt that the temperature around her seemed to drop suddenly, and her heart tightened.

The white figure in front of him suddenly disappeared in front of him!

The next moment, the silver light that appeared at a glance once again pierced Shuyu's sight.

With a crisp sound, Shuyu subconsciously got up and looked at Shu to block the next blow.

But this blow seemed to be very light, so light that Shuyu had a sense of loss of strength with a punch in the air.

The silver light retreated slightly, and suddenly bloomed violently, like a silver flower in full bloom!

It's just the petals......

What kind of petals are they!

Suyu's pupils shrank sharply, and in the dark pupils, it was clearly reflected...... It's a clear sword light!

It was a short silver knife, with a streamlined blade, a black jade scabbard, including the cloud-like patterns on it, and every inch of it was as delicate as its slender and slender hand. Su Yu could even see the pattern on the body of the knife very clearly-because the short knife stopped at her neck.

A wry smile appeared on Suyu's pale face, and she knew she had no choice.

......

Wang Qing is a demon who knows how to forbear, and he has long been dissatisfied with this young master, but he has never shown it openly.

At the same time, he also knows that after the matter is done, he will naturally receive no less reward, and it is not the time to express his dissatisfaction.

But it's one thing to be able to endure it, it's another thing to be in a good mood or not, at least he really wants to kill someone now.

He didn't find Suyu, but he seemed to have found some other traces.

He bent down and stretched out his slender hand to flick the fallen leaves on the ground, as if there were subtle and imperceptible marks on them.

"One step......," he whispered to himself, as if thinking about something, and after a while he finally took a step, walked a few steps, and then bent down again to pick up a dead branch.

"Two steps......" he continued to repeat the action, then leaned down to look again.

"Three steps...... 'Bisu' to 'Pleiades', rushing to the 'wings', is the 'Wandering Immortal Step' of the parade envoy. He seemed to be sure of something, "I don't know if it's a day or a night traveler." ”

"I hope you don't get in my way. ”

There was a hint of bloodthirsty killing intent in his eyes, and it was fleeting.

His body twisted and elongated, and then melted into his surroundings.

The place was empty, as if no one had ever appeared. (To be continued.) )