When Xiaopang saw this, he was immediately shocked. He couldn't wait for Hongying to reply anymore and shouted directly: "Junior sister, if you can't suppress him anymore, leave quickly! Otherwise we will all die here!"
Hong Ying was shocked after hearing this, but then her eyes lit up and she said resolutely, "I will die with you when I come back!"
'I came back just to die with you! 'Although there is no impassioned rhetoric or foreshadowing in this sentence, it reveals the kind of firmness and determination that Hongying feels in his heart! The sound was not loud, but it was like a bolt from the blue, shocking Xiaopang right on the spot.
He never thought that this lofty maiden of heaven, the only daughter of the couple in charge of the hospital, as beautiful as a fairy descending to the mortal world, would say such emotional words to him, a little fat man, at such a life-or-death moment. Come on.
At this moment, the distance between Xiaopang and Hongying was instantly shortened to the extreme, and the two hearts seemed to be tightly connected, no longer separated from each other. The two sat face to face on the big bronze bell, staring at each other, their faces slowly getting closer. At this time, no matter the old demon Fengming or the vicissitudes of life, they all disappeared in their minds. There is no room for anything else in their hearts, and only each other is left.
Finally, the two people's faces were extremely close, and the first thing that touched each other was Ruoruan's lips. A feeling like an electric shock instantly filled their bodies, causing them to shiver and then separate instantly!
Hongying's face was shy as she gave her first kiss, but she had no intention of flinching. Instead, she gently closed her eyes and bravely pouted her mouth again, waiting for Xiaopang.
Looking at the beauty in front of him, Xiaopang was filled with happiness at this moment. At the same time, a man's sense of responsibility also arises. Xiaopang thought to himself, 'I must protect her! She must not be allowed to die in the hands of Feng Ming, the old demon Tu Qiancheng! '
Thinking of this, Xiaopang smiled slightly on his face and smiled softly at Hongying: "Junior sister, I can't let you die. He should be the one who dies!"
Hongying was shocked when he heard Xiaopang's words. He didn't know why Xiaopang said this at this time. Did he have any back-up plan to make a comeback
Thinking of this, Hongying opened his eyes in surprise, only to find that Xiaopang's right hand had gently left the top of the big bronze bell at some point, raised it high, and a mysterious and extremely gray spiritual energy rune appeared on it. It gradually took shape in his hand.
Finally, Xiaopang suddenly shouted: "Tu Qiancheng, go to hell!" As he said that, Xiaopang used all his strength to drive the gray talisman into the big copper bell.
The next moment, the big bronze bell suddenly made a loud and powerful sound that shook hundreds of miles. Xiaopang used his spiritual consciousness to probe into it and could clearly detect the situation inside. Under the influence of the spiritual talisman, countless sound waves were emitted from all directions of the big bronze bell, and converged inside the big bronze bell according to certain mysterious laws. They superimposed on each other, forming a terrifying and powerful force of destruction in a small area. force.
The old demon Fengming who was in the midst of the massacre of Qiancheng didn't even have time to let out a scream, and his soul was directly dissipated by the sound wave, and his bones and flesh were reduced to mince. Especially the pair of fierce eyes that exploded on the spot, looking extremely terrifying. The old demon Fengming, who had dominated the world of cultivation for hundreds of years and had slaughtered thousands of cities, was completely lost in this way.
However, it was uncomfortable to use the magic talisman to kill Xiaopang Qiancheng. In order to kill with one strike, Xiaopang poured all his spiritual energy into the spiritual talisman, so that now he has lost all his spiritual energy. In addition to the impact just now Even an iron man might not be able to withstand the internal injuries caused.
The poor little fat man felt severe pain all over his body and had no strength at all. He could no longer maintain his stability and fell directly from the top of the big bronze bell.
Fortunately, Hongying had quick hands and eyes, and he hurriedly dropped down and grabbed Xiaopang, so that he didn't fall. However, Xiao Pang's face was pale and the corners of his mouth were bloody, which still frightened Hong Ying. She anxiously grabbed Xiao Pang's hand, shook it desperately and said: "Fat brother, Fat brother! What's wrong with you!"
"Stop shaking!" Xiaopang said with a bitter smile: "All the spiritual energy has been lost, the internal organs have been displaced, and there are a few fractures. Although they look scary, they are actually minor injuries. As long as you take some magic medicine, you will be fine!"
When Hongying heard this, he immediately shouted, "I have the Xuantian Spiritual Pill here!"
As she spoke, she took out a fiery red jade bottle from her storage bag, and poured out a longan-sized elixir that was completely transparent and emitted an unknown medicinal fragrance.
When the little fat man saw it, he couldn't laugh or cry immediately, and then said: "I'm just a minor injury, just take some magic medicine, there's no need for such high-end products!"
What is Xuantian Spiritual Pill? That is the highest-grade elixir produced in Xuantian Villa. The materials alone require hundreds of spiritual objects that are more than a thousand years old, and it takes several years for an alchemy master to refine it. The success rate is also extremely poor. Even with the financial resources of Xuantian Villa and hard work for two to three hundred years, you can only get a dozen of them.
Each pill of this thing is extremely precious and is usually taken by masters in the Nascent Soul stage when they are injured. Even they are only willing to eat when they are seriously injured. For minor injuries like Xiaopang, they are completely useless.
But Hongying cared too much about Fatty, and she didn't pay much attention to this kind of elixir, so she just stuffed it into his mouth regardless of Fatty's objections.
Xuantian Lingdan is not an ordinary elixir. The elixir given to Yuanying monks has extremely strong medicinal properties. Even if the little fat man is strong, he can't support it. He has to meditate and adjust his breathing in order to sort out the medicinal properties of the elixir.
Fortunately, Xiaopang's "Chaos Jue" is indeed magical. In addition, his injury was not serious and he absorbed a lot of medicinal properties. Therefore, he only adjusted his breath for a quarter of an hour before absorbing the medicinal properties. Not only did his injuries recover, but his cultivation level also improved. There is also some growth. At this time, he has reached the 12th level of the innate world and may break through to the 13th level at any time. You know, he was promoted in Tong Shuijing's dual cultivation last month. It has only been a month now, and it has reached the point of promotion again. Such rapid progress is simply astonishing. Obviously, Xuantian Spiritual Pill played a huge role in it.
After adjusting his breath, Xiaopang stood up contentedly, but suddenly found Hongying hiding aside, with a shy face. He wanted to look at him, but he didn't dare. The chubby boy was immediately surprised. He quickly looked down and suddenly realized that he was still naked and looked extremely embarrassed. The little fat man was so frightened that he quickly took out a Taoist robe from his storage bag and put it on in a hurry.
It wasn't until he put on his Taoist robe that Hong Ying dared to come to him and ask: "Fat brother, are your injuries healed?"
"I've already used the Xuantian Spiritual Pill, is that okay?" Xiaopang couldn't help but said with a wry smile.
"Ah, just get better!" Hongying breathed a sigh of relief, then pointed at the big bronze bell and asked curiously: "What about him?"
"Hehe, he's in bad shape! He's dead a long time ago!" Xiaopang said with a smile. After speaking, he gently raised his right hand and put away the big bronze bell, revealing a bloody corpse inside.
Hongying frowned in disgust when she saw the disgusting corpse. Soon, her attention was attracted by the exquisite and unique Fengming knife next to the corpse. After losing its master, the Lingbao usually chooses another master. Sometimes it will choose the person who kills its master, and sometimes it will fly away on its own. You can't tell.
But this time, Feng Ming Dao obviously made a decision. It trembled slightly and made a pleasant sound. Then, it suddenly turned into a golden light and shot straight towards Hong Ying.
Xiaopang was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly shouted: "Junior sister, be careful!" Although he wanted to protect Hongying, but the Fengming knife was too fast, just like lightning and flint, and he couldn't guard against it. There was nothing the little fat man could do. He could only watch helplessly as the golden light transformed by Feng Ming Dao disappeared into the center of Hong Ying's eyebrows.
Just when Xiaopang thought Hong Ying was about to die under the Feng Ming Knife, he was suddenly shocked to find that although a Feng Ming Knife had been drilled into Hong Ying's eyebrows, there were no scars. Although Hongying's eyes were dull and his expression was tense at this time, he was obviously not injured, and he didn't look like someone who had been stabbed to death by Fengming Knife.
This situation immediately surprised Xiaopang, but he soon came to his senses and couldn't help but said with a bitter smile to himself: "Isn't it right? Does Fengming Dao recognize her as his master?"
Facts have proved that Xiaopang's guess is completely correct. After a short time, Hongying woke up with a face full of surprise, excitedly took Xiaopang's hand and shouted: "Fat brother, fat brother, Fengming Dao recognizes its master, recognizes its master! recognizes me as its master!" He also gave me a set of Fengming Sword manuals, which contain the techniques of the Imperial Envoy Fengming Sword, so exquisite!"
"Congratulations, congratulations!" Besides congratulations and a wry smile, what else could Xiaopang say
Seemingly seeing that Fatty was not in high spirits, Hongying said with some embarrassment: "Brother Fatty, it's all your credit for killing Old Demon Fengming this time, but I got the benefit!"
"Haha, silly girl, what are you talking about!" After hearing this, Xiaopang immediately said openly: "Without you coming to save me, I would have died in the hands of Tu Qiancheng! Besides, the Fengming Sword is a psychic treasure. I will choose my own master. Since I have chosen you, it means that I am destined to be with you. I will only be happy for you!"
In fact, it is absolutely nonsense to say that Xiaopang has no knots in his heart. After all, this is not something that can be seen everywhere, but an extremely rare spiritual treasure in the world of cultivation, a treasure that even Yuanying monks can rarely have. Even the master of a big sect like Xuantian Courtyard doesn’t have one! This shows how precious it is.
But then again, Lingbao is not something you just want. It depends on fate. If someone doesn't want to follow you, you can't force it. In addition, Hongying's return to live and die with him this time also brought the relationship between the two people to an unprecedented height, so Xiaopang didn't care about the ownership of the Fengming Knife at all, so he was very interested in Hongying. Shadow's blessing is sincere.