Qingyun Nvxianlu

Chapter 251
Even though she has seen the endless mountains, rivers and flowers of the Cymbidium family, Fu Yu still feels that those are not as shocking as the sights in front of her.

Fu Yu looked around, and under the reflection of countless light spots, there were granular floating objects of various shapes, which could not be seen from the outside, only the color was brown or khaki, whether dark or light.

And she herself was floating like these particles.

It was said to be floating, but apart from the strong sense of unattached suspension, Fu Yu didn't feel any movement of his body.

What's worse, the ubiquitous pain seemed to tear her apart.

Fu Yu's hand moved, then froze, and then a low wry smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

It's so clean!
There is no trace of spiritual power, and even the things in the storage space cannot be taken out.

Fu Yu moved his feet tentatively, then tilted his head, looking down at the endless darkness dotted with light spots as above and countless various ups and downs.

After getting used to the monk's strong body, the weakness of her limbs made her very uncomfortable. After struggling for a while, she sat up with her hands on her hands.

Both legs, head, back and other parts of the body have severe scratches of various sizes, the shallower ones have broken a layer of skin, and the heaviest ones are on her ears and the outside of her left shoulder. Her ears have been worn out Almost one-third of the way down, and the left shoulder can even see the bare shoulder bone.

Such a physical condition has exhausted his cultivation.

How can a mortal survive in such a place?

At this moment, Fu Yu even regretted his choice.

Is this really a way out?

"Jade?"

In the spiritual source, the blood-stained hair balls scattered, and Xiao Huo stood up tremblingly.

Fu Yu's eyes finally had some brilliance.

Although she has no spiritual power, her spiritual sense can still be used.

Spiritual consciousness entered the spiritual source, and when he saw Xiao Huo's lonely long tail, Fu Yu almost shed tears.

"Screaming Fire, your tail..."

"Tail?", with obvious indifference in the voice: "Oh, this one, it will grow back."

Fu Yu looked at his rolling black eyes with spiritual sense: "You are lying."

Xiao Huo squatted down and licked the soles of his feet: "I'm not lying to you, it's true."

As he said that, he said again: "I was almost scared to death by you!"

Fu Yu's familiar coquetry finally appeared in his voice.

Without waiting for Fu Yu to speak, Xiao Huo thought about it and said again: "You can think of such a way, you can be regarded as quick-witted."

Fu Yu sighed again: "It's just that I am seriously injured now, weak and without spiritual power. Although it seems that my life is not in danger for the time being, it is getting more and more difficult to escape."

"There's still me." Xiao Huo stood up, "I'll go out and have a look."

"Don't, don't!"

Fu Yu was taken aback, and hurriedly explained: "Don't come out, what if you get sucked away?"

"Stay in Lingyuan obediently, don't come out."

Xiao Huo's striding foot just stopped, then his body went limp, he lay down, and muttered: "What a mess!"
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"What the hell?!"

Bai Langya pushed aside the rustling bushes, and a black shadow rushed towards him.

"Ah!"

The sticky touch on his face made him almost go crazy.

"Swish"

Just when his hand was about to hit his face, he heard a gust of wind blowing.

Bai Langya followed the sound and saw the branches and leaves shaking, and there were some dark shadows there.

"Cuckoo, cluck!"

There were still rustling noises in the bushes, but this time instead of stepping forward, Bai Langya took two steps back with lingering fear.

His spiritual sense had sensed it a long time ago, and it was obviously a second-order tall chicken inside. He opened it with great interest, who knew he would encounter such a weird thing.

"Puff puff!"

Thinking of the disgusting sticky feeling, he escaped from a palm-sized bronze mirror, touched it to make sure there was nothing left, he was relieved, and then pinched his neck and retched for a while before he felt better.

"What is it?"

The speed was too fast, and he hadn't noticed it before.

"Running to my face, you can still get out of your body, good guy, you are so good!"

He muttered angrily to himself for a while, and gestured a middle finger at the empty branch, but in the end he didn't dare to pull it out, but ended the cooing and screaming tall chicken with his sword.

"Just use you to reward me."

Holding the chicken feet, I found a water source, plucked the hair, and worried.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Fu must have already..."

The movements of Bai Langya's hands paused, and then he violently pulled a handful of chicken feathers, his hands rattling in the lake water: "Then I'm not about to lose out!"

"Oh, I hope she can be smart enough to find a place to hide and save her own life, otherwise I will be laughed at to death!"

As he said that, he paused his hair-plucking hand and muttered: "I'm afraid I'm going to be laughed at to death, and I don't know why Eminem is angry?"

"Oh, it's just because I was too young at the time, and I was too impulsive, too impulsive!"

As he spoke, he skillfully carried the cleaned stilt chicken over the fire. ,

It's been three months.

After Bai Langya returned to the Qinglang Secret Realm, he headed south first, but he didn't find any clues about Fu Yu, but luckily he didn't encounter any danger.

It's just that a person is really lonely, so he unknowingly develops a habit of talking to himself.

Occasionally, he would also think, was it too impulsive to return to the secret realm?
At the beginning, he would use various reasons to convince himself, but as time went on and there were still no clues about Fu Yu, now he admits again that he was really impulsive at the time.

The key point is that the interval between the opening of this secret realm is too long, 100 years!
"100 years later, wouldn't I be 180 and five years old?!"

Bai Langya snapped his fingers to calculate, no matter how he calculated, he felt that he had suffered a great loss.

"Heroes are saddened by beauty pass!"

He uncorked the bottle, gulped down a few swigs of wine, and couldn't help shouting: "Happy!"

Turning over the whole chicken on the fire rack, the sense of loneliness disappeared completely, he took a bite of the chicken and drank a sip of fine wine, his heart became active again.

"Fellow Daoist Fu is good-looking, talented, good-natured and hard-working. Such female cultivators are rare. Where can I find such a good Taoist partner?
Besides, although this secret place is deserted, freedom is real freedom, you don’t have to worry about eating and drinking, and life is easy, but Eminem can’t reach it. After 100 years, Eminem will ascend even if he can endure it. "

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had done a good job, and he still had some small thoughts in his heart that could not be explained to outsiders, and were not easy to express.

"hey-hey!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but chuckled twice.

If the matter is really done, not only will his mother not punish him after he goes out, but he will not talk about it anymore...

But, fellow Daoist Fu, where are you?
(End of this chapter)