As for why he rescued him, it was because the white ape felt... Although this red cat did not take the initiative to save him, he could survive... his cultivation level increased greatly and he also obtained this sword that was as sharp as iron and mud, all because of him!

If he hadn't accidentally made this opportunity, his "life" would have ended abruptly, so... he also regarded Jiang Ming as a noble person, so... there is a meaning of repaying kindness here.

But the kindness seemed to be a little late. The white ape felt very guilty. If he had swung his sword earlier, the red cat would not have been so miserable!

Mo Mo cried sadly, feeling heartbroken... It was not like he was acting like that. Jiang Ming looked at her desperately. Although he was sad,... he still felt that God was not bad to him. Before his death... there was such a confidante by his side. You must know that in his previous life, except for his mother, no woman had ever been so "hearted" to him.

The white ape looked at Jiang Ming and blinked, and muttered in his heart. If you want to say that this red cat... is so tenacious! It's so hurt that it's so serious. It's logical that it's already dead. Why... can't... your eyes still move? He doesn't breathe anymore, and he can still maintain consciousness. This is really interesting. Maybe he can really save it.

The white ape was not very injured at the beginning, but it was different from Jiang Ming's situation. It was mainly squeezed by external force, and the old snapping turtle with barbs. Although the ribs were broken, at least the heart and lungs were not pierced. After eating Xiaosie's inner elixir and the remaining bastard, the breath and qi pulse were almost gone... But this red cat was so pierced that his heart was cold and he was not dead yet! It was so strange!

"My sister, don't cry anymore. Look at your husband's situation, maybe... there is still help," said Bai Yuan, holding his chin and sucking his teeth.

When he heard this, Mo Mo's body trembled violently, and he didn't care whether others misunderstood her relationship with Jiang Ming. He turned around and knelt down on the front legs of the white ape, begging, "Brother, you save him, I beg you to save him."

From the words... Mo Mo heard that the white ape was not like a bad person, and he knelt down and begged as if he was catching a life-saving straw.

The white ape pondered and said, "What's inside? I'm in the mountains and I'm hiding a thousand-year-old ginseng. I'll take it now! As for... whether he can be saved depends on his life."

After saying that, the white ape jumped down from the top of the mountain like an arrow shot out. It was different from a cat. The cats were walking up, while the white ape... was completely climbing up the wall. For it, the deep ravine was completely like walking on flat ground!

Mo Mo snuggled beside Jiang Ming, hugging him with his little paws, and cried. In this terrible world, only Brother Jiang can give her a sense of security...

Jiang Ming was in pain and happiness... but was surprised. Why didn't Mo Mo talk to him? While sobbing... he was completely cat language. Another thing was... Mo Mo seemed to be able to understand the language of the animal world. She had just talked with the white ape and had no barriers to communication.

In fact... this is all the result of the "scoundrel" of the old raccoon. This bastard is bad... He coaxes and scares him for a while, forcing Mo Mo to jump into the "Nine Palace Beast Form" (a spiritual capture formation). He wants to extract the white cat's cultivation before Jiang Ming to see what's wrong? As a result... Mo Mo was reduced to the "divine nature" after entering the formation and completely fell into the same situation as Jiang Ming.

In addition to the different cultivation levels of this spirit beast, the focus of experience is also different. Although Huang Ya's old uncle and mouse have not practiced deeply, they are house rats, wandering in densely populated areas, whether in the village or in the village, and have seen many things, and knowing that there is such a thing as a livestock, Professor You is even a "human" spirit, and there is nothing he doesn't understand.

But although this old raccoon king is also a cat, its main life is in the mountains, so... he doesn't know much about human affairs. Until he cultivates himself into a human form and takes up his master's position, he feels decently what life is?

The directions it studies are to set up traps, dig pits and grab spiritual power, so... there is special research on formation, but I don’t understand some of the “false demons and evil ways” in the world. I am simply like Huang Ya, thinking that humans are humans and animals are animals, and the boundaries between them are clear!

But no matter how it is said, Mo Mo was imprisoned by it and was still obsessed with the Tao and was subdued to the divine nature. Even though he absorbed a lot of spiritual power, even the old raccoon king was squeezed into oil residue, everything... could not be saved.

Jiang Ming was dying and survived. The more than 70 unconscious cats continued their lives for him, dying one by one, and gaining a lot of time... More than half an hour later, the white ape finally came back!

It held an old ginseng as thick as a carrot in its hand, and handed it to Mo Mo, and asked her to bite it, and then fed it to Jiang Ming... This old ginseng is really old, and its "beard" is white.

Mo Mo grabbed the "life-saving straw" tremblingly, bitten it hard, and then fed it to Jiang Ming...

Although it was not a human lips, Jiang Ming was touched by Mo Mo's fragrance, and his whole cheeks were numb, and his heart suddenly thrust. This medicine...is more effective than old ginseng! He finally handed over the first kiss in this life, but he didn't expect it... he was with Mo Mo in a cat state.

The old ginseng is a life-saving thing hidden by the white ape. It has the effect of resurrection. Although it is not as exaggerated as it is described, it is still very likely to survive after eating it before death. At that time...the couple fought against the old snapping turtle in the general's grave. After the white ape was injured, its wife wanted to go back to get this thing, but... time would not allow it.

After swallowing the old ginseng mixed with momo saliva, Jiang Ming felt like a bowl of hot soup in his stomach, all the organs in his body cavity were moving, as if he couldn't wait... he was eager to absorb this breath as soon as possible, his heart veins accelerated and his blood flowed smoothly.

This "medicine power" and "Tai Sui serum" complement each other. Jiang Ming's broken lungs were repaired, and a slight airflow was poured in. Jiang Ming's brain was buzzing. The coma of the sudden standing up swept across his brain after a long time of squatting.

But he knew... this was developing in a positive direction, and he might not have to die this time.

As soon as he recovered, he said to Mo Mo: "Mo Mo, why...you can't speak human language?"

"I...I...I don't know either," Mo Mo cried again with tears in his eyes.

When the white ape saw that Jiang Ming had really come alive, he let out a long breath. Once something like old ginseng is bitten, it will be useless. Otherwise, it will be useless for an old ginseng. As a result... this red cat guy can't save him, so he will be a cheat! He wasted this treasure of heaven and earth.

"Uh uh uh, this should be fine. The remaining half, you and your couple will chew it slowly, which will be of great help to recover your body. It is also me... to repay your life-saving grace," said the white ape.

Jiang Ming was a little confused. He was so kind to save his life... He had never saved this white ape. To be honest, this white ape... Jiang Ming thought he had died long ago, and suddenly appeared, which scared him.

"Brother, I... I will never forget your life-saving grace in this life, but... I have never saved my brother," Jiang Ming asked in surprise.

"Ha!" Bai Yuan smiled: "You kid, you are honest. You didn't take the initiative to save me, but you accidentally... saved my life."

Bai Yuan briefly said what happened after Jiang Ming and Mo Mo left, and then they suddenly realized.

"This sword was obtained because of you and I. It is such a peerless divine weapon!" At this time, the white ape could not hide his excitement of obtaining the divine object.

"The sword is given to the hero, and the red pink is given to the beauty. This is the way of heaven. The eldest brother got this sword, not my fault, but it was arranged by God..."

"Hahahaha! Thank you brother!"

Jiang Ming's mouth was also sweet, and he took the opportunity to compliment the white ape, making this guy even more happy!

"By the way, brother, just now... I held you with my hands and used my skills to exercise my skills, I found something behind your head, which was unusual. Brother will show you," said the white ape.

"Oh...this is the inner alchemy that a friend lent me," Jiang Ming explained.

"Inner alchemy? Can I borrow it at will?" The white ape blinked and slashed his mouth, feeling incredible.

......

As the saying goes, the blessings of misfortunes depend on and the disasters of blessings lies in. Jiang Ming lit a "bonfire" on Miaofa Peak, which not only attracted the rescue of the white ape, but also attracted the attention of a terrible thing.

ps: The last chapter of the second volume is here, leaving a small suspense, and the third volume will officially begin tomorrow.

I have written it so far, almost 300,000 words. To be honest, my grades are not ideal, and I won’t say that the number of comments on recommendation votes is sparse. I haven’t signed a contract now, and I have been rejected several times of application.

The reason for being rejected may be related to the writing style. The submission is fantasy, but the suspense atmosphere is heavier. This is also a place where everyone has more doubts, and this is also the possibility that I thought of before submitting the article.

Then why do you insist on writing like this? It’s not that cool articles or traditional fantasy are not good. I also like to read cool articles and traditional fantasy, and I may also write such books in the future.

If you insist on writing this way, you may have a greater ambition and want to write a unique book. At that time, I wondered whether the writing of suspense can be combined with fantasy? There are many fantasy styles at present. If you use suspense techniques to express it, will it be even more unexpected? Will it be refreshing?

Good or bad grades don’t matter, more attempts are more important, because this means I have more choices.

Just like a squid, be brave enough to try.

Of course, I am not saying that this book is not well written. After all, in the current environment, in new attempts, everyone may need more time to adapt.

This book has just begun. What about the early stage? A corner of the world has only opened a little bit, and the third volume begins. In the introduction, various strange beasts will appear one by one. Are you ready for the strange beast version of the monster dance?

Finally, I would like to thank my supporters. I can see familiar figures commenting and voting in the backstage every day, which feels so good.

In addition, suddenly being worried is not my style, so everyone should prepare your recommendation votes. If the recommendation votes exceed 1,000 today, please update them.
Chapter completed!