Qingyun Nvxianlu

Chapter 19 Dead Game ([-])

Daoist Xuanfeng noticed that the vitality of the female cultivator in his hand was cut off, and he was about to withdraw his hand, but the movement was stagnant, because the closed eyes of the female cultivator suddenly opened.

A pair of dull eyes, but the pupils are green!
Daoist Xuanfeng jumped in his heart, and threw the female cultivator out of his hand.

The female cultivator who was still out by him did not land on the ground as he imagined, but stood straight in front of him, still looking at himself with those dull blue eyes.

Although he didn't understand why the female cultivator who was about to die, became so strange, Taoist Xuanfeng felt a very dangerous aura from the female cultivator.Dangerous things are immediately killed, this is the standard side of Xuanfeng Taoist.

He immediately wanted to release the Fire Spirit Bird, but there was a strong sense of fear in his mind, which was transmitted to him by the Fire Spirit Bird.

Taoist Xuanfeng signed a contract with Fire Spirit Bird after the Fire Spirit Bird revealed his supernatural powers. As a spiritual pet of his life, Fire Spirit Bird's strong fear was directly transmitted to Xuanfeng Taoist's consciousness.

Taoist Xuanfeng had never seen a Fire Spirit Bird so frightened, that is, when his supernatural powers were not revealed, facing an enemy whose cultivation base was higher than him, he had never shown the slightest fear of the Fire Spirit Bird. At this time, he was so scared that he ignored it. With his instructions, Taoist Xuanfeng couldn't regenerate the slightest fighting spirit, and he planned to run for his life after offering his flying weapon.

Fu Yu, who had been staring at Taoist Xuanfeng, saw that Taoist Xuanfeng was about to flee, and finally made a move.

I saw her left palm open, and a large bow emptied out. At the same time, her right hand used spiritual power to condense a spiritual arrow. With a flash of green light in her eyes, she pulled the bowstring in her hand, and the spiritual arrow flew from the side of the flying fan. Taoist Xuanfeng passed straight through, and finally dissipated in the air.

Daoist Xuanfeng's body froze for a moment, and then he fell from the air, but he was pierced by an arrow, and he couldn't rest his eyes!

Fu Yu, however, didn't even look at the corpse on the ground, turned around and came to the entrance of the cave, beside a small crimson tree.

She glanced at it, turned around and went to the body of Daoist Xuanfeng, stretched out her right hand, and grabbed the chest of Daoist Xuanfeng who was bleeding, a vermilion blood line condensed into a ball in her palm, until she couldn't breathe any more. She stopped when there was no bleeding.

Fu Yu came to the blood spirit wood again, and Fu Yu reached out and stroked the branches of the blood spirit wood. There was a faint green light flashing in her hands. Then, she put the branches into the palm of the right hand holding the blood essence and saw The blood mass in the palm is gradually getting smaller, but the blood lines in the branches of the Blood Spirit Wood are increasing, and they are converging towards the center of the branches.

A quarter of an hour passed.

After Fu Yu swallowed the blood core taken out from the blood spirit wood in his hand, he fell straight down.

midnight.

There was a rustling sound in the forest, and a dark figure slowly emerged from the thickets.

It was a little wolf with white fur, and it looked like he had just been weaned.

The little wolf lowered his head, sniffed slowly, and occasionally whimpered. He came to the body of Taoist Xuanfeng and took a few bites, but only his teeth were left, and his skin was not broken.

The little wolf gnawed for a while, and turned his eyes to Fu Yu, but his natural and keen perception of danger made it not dare to approach easily, but it seemed to be attractive, and it still walked over slowly.

The great change happened when the trembling little wolf just touched Fu Yu's skin, and countless spiritual energy suddenly gathered crazily from all around, and the spiritual energy in the center quickly began to liquefy and condense, layer after layer...

The wind at night is blowing the leaves and rustling. Tonight is rare in the Moyu forest. No one can witness this magical scene under the night.

The sun rises eastward.

"There's nothing scary about this Demon Forest?"

The one who spoke was a pretty girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a pink dress, which was particularly conspicuous in this green forest.

"You can't say that, Junior Sister Gu, haven't you heard the rumored news?"

The person who answered the call was a sturdy man, but only from his young face, it could be seen that his age would not exceed double ten.

Gu Yun pursed his lips, snorted softly, and said contemptuously, "People in this wild and small place have never seen the world. It would be a great thing to die a few monks!"

Having said that, she turned to the young man to the side and said angrily: "Senior brother, if I say that there will be nothing to gain here, isn't there even an entry-level spirit beast?"

The young man did not speak.

Seeing that the man ignored him, Gu Yun stomped his feet in anger, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he glared at the grinning big man behind him.

Listening to the dialogue, it is clear that these three people are not local people.

The three came from the fourth-level sect in this domain, the Qingyun Sect.

(End of this chapter)