"Uh, who am I... Where am I... What am I going to do..."

Dongfang Shuo, who was awakened slowly, woke up and covered his swollen head, venting three classic life questions, slowly leaning against the stone tablet to get up from the cemetery.

It was just dawn, and it was only early in the morning when he was thrown here.

"Yes, senior sister! I seem to have met senior sister. It was senior sister who saved me, but where is senior sister!?"

Dongfang Shuo looked around stupidly and didn't see the slightly cold figure of his senior sister. He scratched his head, very puzzled.

"Is it an illusion? No, it must be that the senior sister suddenly appeared and saved me!"

The reason why I was so sure was because I saw the figure of the waiter who was split in two halves at my feet. It was just that now it had turned into two human-shaped wooden stakes, and it was obviously some monsters who were committing evil in Aoki Town.

"Damn it, it was actually trapped in the hands of such a monster!"

Dongfang Shuo suddenly slapped his legs and feet twice, and stomped the wooden stakes like he was venting. If the senior sister hadn't taken action, he would have to be a good-looking waiter.

When the anger that was soaring to the sky spiritual cap faded, reason prevailed.

His eyes fell to the corpse of a monster that was trampled into shattered by him, and his whole body was shocked suddenly. He thought of his junior sister Wan'er, and he had ended up like this. If Junior Sister Wan'er came to Qingmu Town where monsters were rampant.

"Oh no, I must find Junior Sister Wan'er as soon as possible, otherwise there will be real danger!"

Dongfang Shuo, who rekindled his hope, sorted out his messy clothes and hurriedly turned toward Qingmu Town again. He didn't notice it when he came first. Now, the demonic aura that was covered with Qingmu Town seemed to swallow the entire town, and it was the monster's nest.

"Junior Sister Wan'er, I'm here!!!"

Even so, Dongfang Shuo still killed in with one sword. From the previous two-person team dungeon (Lu Wan'er) that he brought his nurse (Lu Wan'er) to a single dungeon, the difficulty is not on the same level.

It also generates and unlocks an original mission that thinks it is "Heroes Save Beauty".

Either looking for someone or being forced to brush a copy alone...

...Let us wish him good luck!

.........

There is also talk about where the senior sister of the Forget Immortal Sect has gone.

When the eldest sister saw that someone was recovering, she wanted to move Dongfang Shuo to a safe place and find a guest room to settle in the town. Whether it was not to dirty hands or the flesh pain of the blood melting pill, she confirmed that Dongfang Shuo was about to wake up and returned to the Forget Immortal Sect.

I didn't report to the sect leader when I came out this time. I'm afraid that the Forget Immortal Sect would be in a mess to find her.

Although the barren mountains a hundred miles away are not the only way to travel back and forth to the Wangxian Sect, for some people with self-restrained strength, the ferocious beasts inside are not afraid of them, so they can take a shortcut and walk on the main road as soon as possible to return to the Wangxian Sect.

The eldest sister stepped on an ice blue sword that exuded a cold temperament like her. She lightly tapped her toes, and the wind barrier in front of her was easily offset by spiritual power.

For monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm who can fly with swords, the premise is that they have an available flying sword and also have sufficient spiritual energy to achieve sufficient endurance.

Usually, cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm rarely use flying swords, otherwise the spiritual power will be deficient and will be cooler when fighting.

Generally speaking, when the foundation building realm is really about using a flying sword, it is a critical moment when flying with a sword, and the wind is rushing and rushing to escape quickly.

Like the senior sister who is flying with a sword hanging in the air on a mountain is just a waste of spiritual power, and it is easy for the passing monks under the flying sword to look up and appreciate the beautiful scenery. If you really do this, you need to be careful of two heads.

"Hmm? Here is... there is also a familiar fluctuation of spiritual power, the breath of that clingy little junior sister!"

Stepping on the flying sword, hanging on the top of a barren mountain, the elder sister's spiritual power fluctuations swept across a forest and flew around the top of the mountain. The familiar spiritual power fluctuations that she suddenly felt disappeared again, and most of her spiritual power fluctuations were hindered by the mountains and trees.

Before the mental power of the Pill-Breaking the Pill-Breaking Infant was strengthened, even the ability to explore the Golden Pill in the later stage was limited.

If you forcefully search for spiritual power fluctuations like the senior sister, you might be able to lead to the end of being besieged by ferocious beasts. You can only describe it as a master of art and courage. Most people really dare not do this.

"No... Maybe I'm too careful, but I haven't seen that jealous little girl by my side! Well? It's the master's jade slip! You can't delay it anymore. It seems that I'll go back soon, otherwise the master will go crazy!"

The elder sister helped her forehead and sighed, and noticed the vibration of the master's message from the storage ring. She knew that the sect probably had become a mess because of her sudden disappearance.

But when I recalled the little girl who was jealous and bulging her cheeks, she clearly wanted to get close to her junior brother, and was so reserved that she was so reserved that she couldn't help but have a nice curve that made her mouth a little funny.

With a veil covering the surface, the smile that melted a corner on the ice is destined to be no one appreciated.

No!

It cannot be said that no one appreciates it at all, but the person who admires it does not appreciate it but holds the mentality of seeing a ghost.

After the senior sister who was floating like an iceberg left with her sword, a figure sneaked out from a secret passage covered with weeds on the side of the barren mountain, holding a slightly cool broth in her hand. She was so scared that she took a big sip of the broth to suppress her shock.

"I'm so scared that I thought the forces behind Lu Wan'er came to me so soon!"

This person is not Zuo Qiufeng, and the secret passage he is in is the one he escaped with Lu Wan'er before, not the secret room where he is now.

The reason why he came out was very simple, that is, to make some food to fill his stomach, and he was busy taking care of Lu Wan'er. He hadn't eaten serious food for three days. With so many threaded ingredients left by Dongfang Shuo, it would be useless.

As an inspirational villain, you must not only get the heroine, but also eat and drink yours.

"But then again..."

Zuo Qiufeng savored the broth made with seasonings in his hand. The seasonings were still flipped out from Lu Wan'er's storage ring, but whether he tasted the broth or the fairy who had just flew over his head before, tsk.

"...it's not scientific! This is a fantasy cultivation with an ancient style. Where did the stockings come from... they are all white... it's really white..."

Zuo Qiufeng commented while smashing his mouth.

"No! Is this still a world of cultivation that goes against one's will!? The world of cultivation is opening a cannon and banging him, huh... the picture is too beautiful and I can't imagine it!"

Zuo Qiufeng shook his head, threw those unrealistic ideas out of his mind, calmed down from his previous playful expression, and then returned to the secret room with a pot of cooked broth.

Back in the secret room, I put the big pot on one side and served soup at any time, while others sat on one side on the few furniture, sat on the stone bench, with my arms on the stone table, my hands holding my chin, and I fell into deep thought.

"The fairy white silk just now is probably someone who has something to do with the protagonist, and it may also be from the master sect behind Lu Wan'er and the others, that is, the Forget Immortal Sect, which produces third-rate martial arts!"

"...It seems that it's just a chance stay, as if I've discovered something... Hum..."

Unconsciously, his eyes turned to Lu Wan'er who was sleeping quietly on the stone bed. The corner of her mouth twitched hard, just a little bit away. Fortunately, this was the rhythm that almost fell!
Chapter completed!