The peasant girl in the portable space must also cultivate to become an immortal

Chapter 403 Cursing and Bribing Thor (1)
"Girl, be careful with the top of your head." Ye Mingming was paying attention to Dadai, when Gu Ziyuan's cold voice came over and reminded her anxiously.

She looked up, her expression was very dissatisfied, the damn second thunder came again, it seemed to be much thicker than the one just now, and the speed of landing was faster, she didn't bother to pay attention to Daidai anymore, she My little life is also important!
When Ye Mingming hit the defensive formation with the second thunder, she threw out the small flying carpet early on, and even threw countless ninth-grade talismans, and narrowly blocked the thunder. She was fine, but fortunately The head is still growing on the neck, and I feel happy.

When the little flying carpet was put back in Ye Mingming's hands, she felt a pain in her heart. There were several holes in the top of the magic weapon, and it seemed that it couldn't be used. Perhaps the little flying shuttle of the senior brother couldn't be used either. She thought How could the good things my uncle gave me as a magic weapon can withstand four or five thunderbolts?

Helplessly smiled, I don't know if I am too naive, or there are very few magic weapons that can escape the sky thunder?

It can't go on like this, it must be scorched by the damn thunder. Ye Mingming put all the magic weapons that he had prepared earlier in a favorable position for easy access.

The two were at the two ends of the formation, and Gu Ziyuan's tired voice came softly. "Girl, relax your mind, meditate on the spot, and replenish your spiritual power."

"I know in my heart, senior brother should also pay attention to safety." Ye Mingming's voice was slightly hoarse, and she didn't even notice it.

In the confrontation with Tianlei, the monk's ability is recognized by the way of heaven, and he can only passively withstand every fatal attack. What Ye Mingming and Gu Ziyuan can do at most is to rely on their own strength and use various magic weapons to do their best. Scatter the thunder as much as possible, so as not to let the thunder hurt itself.

The next few thunderstorms were narrowly dodged by the many powerful magic weapons left by their ancestors, and Ye Mingming and Gu Ziyuan's own efforts. Both of them had more or less wounds on their bodies, and it was even worse. What's more, those magic weapons have also become tattered due to the confrontation with Lei, and many of them are unusable.

Every time there is a gap between two thunderstorms, another thunderstorm will fall. They know that this is Dadai's calamity. As long as the thunder continues, it means Daidai is still alive...

Only those who have experienced death, or are experiencing it, and those who wholeheartedly avoid death, know how wonderful it feels to be alive. Ye Mingming and Gu Ziyuan think so.

The next few thunders were more difficult to deal with than the last one. When the seventh thunder fell, their defensive formation had been completely destroyed, and Ye Mingming's magic weapon was becoming weaker and weaker. He was thrown a few meters away by his own spiritual protective shield and the Daoist robe on his body, and he was so shocked that he vomited blood from the mouth, and the pain pierced his heart.

She lay on the ground for a long time, unable to move, unable to even twist her neck, she could only use the weak wood-type spiritual power in her body to moisten the wound, and when she could move a little, she pulled the storage ring and took a big mouthful, tirelessly The ground, stuffed with tasteless little repayment pills, gathering spirit pills...

Ye Mingming felt physically and mentally exhausted, and he was no longer sure of winning the remaining two thunderstorms. Throughout the ages, countless monks have died under the thunder calamity.

She suddenly shifted her eyes to the direction where Gu Ziyuan was. Is the senior brother not well? Otherwise, he would definitely feel distressed when he saw that he was unable to move. His injury was simply wishful thinking.

She smiled sadly, Master, where is your old man, please give your disciples and senior brothers some motivation!

Yes, sky thunder is also very perverted. The stronger the cultivator's own ability, the greater the power of the sky thunder that will fall. Gu Ziyuan has cultivated longer than Ye Mingming in this life, and he has a mutated spiritual root.

After the fifth thunderstorm, Gu Ziyuan endured much more pressure than Ye Mingming, and he was injured more severely than Ye Mingming. After the seventh thunderstorm, he was already in a coma, and then he was crushed abruptly. The torrential rain woke me up.

Calculating the law of the thunder falling, Ye Mingming knew that the eighth thunder was about to fall, so she stood up limply. Unfortunately, there was no one who could help her at this moment, so she stood up. They are all crooked, supported by the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword, there is no aesthetic feeling at all, let alone strength.

Enduring the pain with great difficulty, she stood up straight, the silence between the heaven and the earth was terrible, only the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword that could still be held in her hand, emitting a faint cold light at close range, as if to prove to her that this is not hell , she is still in the world.

The pitiful eyes fell on the Bingpo Hanguang Sword, which is her talisman. Although it has not been refined for a long time, it contains her essence and blood, and it is always more connected with her mind than other magic weapons. Much more, showing a wry smile, the last two thunders depended on it to cooperate with him.

Over there, there was no movement, and she couldn't feel his breath, so she worriedly sent a voice to Gu Ziyuan. "Brother, are you alright?"

A deathly silence, silent, so quiet that it makes people feel flustered...

After a long time, Ye Mingming became impatient with waiting, and took heavy steps, wanting to go there, step by step was like walking on the tip of a knife, it was extremely difficult...

At this moment, Gu Ziyuan who was lying on the ground woke up, and a faint, intermittent voice came gently. "I'm fine... Don't worry... Take care of yourself... Don't come here... Be obedient..."

"Hmm..." Ye Mingming responded in surprise, and stopped his difficult steps.

In fact, it was fine until he heard his voice. Hearing the voice that seemed to be enduring the pain and pretending to be strong, Ye Mingming's tears burst out instantly, wet his cheeks, and sobbed silently.

Looking up, looking at the sky where she couldn't see her fingers, she forcefully forced back the damn tears, how could she be weak, wouldn't there be two thunderstorms left, at worst, she would die, anyway, she tried hard, she didn't I will regret it. If Master and other old people know about it, they won't blame themselves.

But, her senior brother, let her not know what to say, and don't want her to worry about it at any time. It was the same in the previous life, and it is the same in this life. He keeps saying that she is stupid. Isn't he even more stupid? I was lucky enough to survive this catastrophe. Even if I succeed in cultivation in the future, what happiness can I say if I truly become a fairy?

She is not a person who can really endure loneliness. In her previous life, her character was detached. In this life, it is because of the early death of her father and grandma. All kinds of public opinion make her feel depressed. Her nature is still lively. Yes, she should not be like Master, living in pain, in sorrow, in helplessness, in loneliness...

It's not because of her status as a daughter, sister, apprentice, or friend, she wants to be unfilial, ignorant, and at this moment, she doesn't care about her mother, tiger, and other family members, let alone her master, uncle, and friends, she only knows the love of children .

(End of this chapter)