The morning chicken announced the dawn, and Hua Che's fever subsided.
He was in a daze all night. He was a little conscious in the first half of the night, but he couldn't remember what he did in the second half of the night.
Although this kind of amnesia was not a good feeling, Hua Che woke up in the morning feeling refreshed and refreshed, and the wound no longer hurt.
The elixir of Yuntian Shuijing is very powerful, which is obvious to all in the six realms. Besides, there will be no scars on the body of the monks. This kind of skin trauma will heal in about three to five days.
When he turned around and saw Chu Binghuan, although he still looked like Yuebaifengqing, Hua Che instinctively felt that he was in a good mood.
"Ice cubes." Hua Che called out to him, "Did I..."
Hug and hug and cry and laugh
The memory is too vague, Hua Che only vaguely remembered that he ran towards the river, and then there was a force that dragged him to death.
Chu Binghuan pressed the beating forehead. He thought that last night Hua Che's speech was finished, but he didn't expect that he would do what he said. After Chu Binghuan was rescued, he shouted that he was going to throw himself into the lake, and finally committed suicide by biting his tongue. The angry Chu Binghuan stabbed him with a finger and fainted, and didn't wake up until now.
Chu Binghuan said coldly, "Don't remember?"
Hua Che's face was embarrassed.
He couldn't completely disbelieve the nonsense when he had a high fever. Chu Binghuan asked half-truth, "Who is the old king next door?"
Hua Che was confused: "What old king's head?"
"Brother Hua! Brother Chu! Eh, you two made me find it easy. The towns below Mingyue Valley are in chaos. You two are hiding here to find leisure. It's too much..."
Oh, here comes the old king.
Chu Binghuan's eyes turned cold for a while, and when he looked at Murong Sa, Murong Sa ran in front of Hua Che with a look of horror, "Brother Hua, what's the matter with you? Are you injured? You fought with someone. ?"
Hua Che laughed: "It's not just a fight, it's a life and death line, and I almost went to the underworld to report."
Murong Sa doesn't have as big a heart as Hua Che, just hearing this description makes her heart skip a beat: "Then you now..."
"It's okay, it's all thanks to our Doctor Chu." Hua Che flattered with a smile, and turned to bow to Chu Binghuan in a serious manner.
Chu Binghuan stopped talking.
Murong Sa: "You can get it if you don't agree with your body."
Chu Binghuan and Hua Che choked at the same time.
Murong Sa was also sure that Hua Che was all right before he dared to joke. He smiled wryly and said in a low voice, "How is it, Brother Hua, did you...do a lot of bad things this night?"
Hua Che gave him a white look: "What are you thinking! We are innocent and have done nothing."
"What if you do it? The two of you have a good time, and it's okay to rekindle your old relationship." As a good brother, Murong Sa said solemnly from Hua Che's point of view, "What's wrong with Young Master Chu? Not bad, the cultivation base is still high, the most important thing is medical skills, if there is no him this time, can you still stand here and talk?"
"One can't be too greedy, he's already good enough, you split up with him, who else do you want to go to? Don't leave such a big piece of fat, are you stupid?"
Hua Che urged Murong Sa to lead the way, and the group of three went back to join Lin Yan. On the way to take the sword, Hua Che was nagged by Murong Sa, so he had to say, "He is very good, but you don't look at me, brother. Conditions, a commoner, no name and no virtue, and… you know, it’s not suitable.”
Murong Sa was choked, not knowing how to enlighten Hua Che.
Hua Che naturally could see Murong Sa's thoughts, and understood his kindness, and felt warm in his heart: "You, Master Mu, are still willing to call me "Brother Hua" after learning about my origin, I am already very grateful already."
"What are you talking about! Is this young master that kind of superficial person?" Murong Sa shouted, "You are you, my good brother Murong Sa, your background and your status have nothing to do with you, who would dare Use those messy things to slander you, you can tell me, I will beat him up!"
Hua Che's eyes were hot.
In his last life, he was not lucky enough to meet Murong Sa.
The situation in the town was more serious than Hua Che had imagined. He thought the most was to resettle the victims, but he did not expect to fight against monsters.
The Mingyue Valley has a special environment, which attracts demons and evil spirits. The villagers who live in the surrounding area are often disturbed and miserable. The Xianmen closest to Mingyue Valley is Shangqing. Shangqing will strengthen the enchantment every once in a while to protect the people of the Quartet from being disturbed by evil spirits.
But now the mysterious man has set fire to the town, completely destroying the barrier that was not very strong, and the long-thirsty demons and demons from the periphery can endure, pouring into the town one after another.
It was such a coincidence that the first monster that Lin Yanhuo had ever seen was the Dementor Bat, but this time it was also the Dementor Bat that poured into the town, and it was very easy to deal with.
The bats flying all over the sky are almost on fire, Lin Yan and Wen Yuan are responsible for dealing with them, while the ape-like monsters running all over the ground are a little more difficult to deal with, Lu Yao and Long Nose are dealing with each other.
When Hua Che and the others arrived, they thought they would be able to join in as a combat force, but a black fog suddenly rose in the air, and the companions who were close at hand were invisible in a blink of an eye. The fog covered the sky and covered the sky and covered the sun, Hua Che raised his hand and hit Dao Zhen Yuan to go out. The black fog was like a swamp, swallowing the red light completely, but the black fog itself did not disperse at all.
Sure enough, it is not ordinary fog, but magic fog.
This is not something that those low-level monsters can create.
Hua Che shouted to the left and right of the dark lacquer: "Alert, it's a magic cultivator!"
"Magic cultivator?" Murong Sa's extremely surprised voice came: "Haha, I have finally seen a living magic cultivator in my life, Mu Zhaoyao!"
Compared with the bloodthirsty and murderous demons recorded in the books, this is more true.
Suddenly, there was a scream from Hua Che's oblique rear. Hua Che didn't care who it was, he summoned "Ji Feng", facing the thick demonic fog, his true essence burst out, and the demonic fog retreated to the left and right in fear, letting out the air. an empty road.
"Sa Sa, don't run around." Hua Che ran towards the other side with an explanation, and when he got closer, he saw Lu Yao half-kneeling on the ground, holding Lang Yue in one hand, and covering his calf that was bitten by something in the other.
Lu Yao raised her head with tears in her eyes: "Clear sky."
Hua Che looked down at him.
Without waiting to speak, a clear blue light shot up into the sky in the distance, and the magic fog with a radius of hundreds of miles dissipated.
Murong Sa was wildly overjoyed and said, "Chu Tianyu, that's too good!"
Chu Binghuan, who took back Tingquan, instinctively looked for Hua Che's shadow, and when he saw Hua Che and Lu Yao standing together, he was shocked, as if he had been stabbed by a silver needle, a little pain and numbness, more I feel dazzling.
"Watch your left and right." After Chu Binghuan explained to Murong Sa, he strode to Hua Che's side. He lightly swept through the somewhat embarrassed road dishes, and only stared at Hua Che, trying to find some comfort in Hua Che's eyes.
Facts have proved that Hua Che's complexion is light, his eyes are quiet, and he can't see any emotions.
He's on the road...
Chu Binghuan looked at Ji Feng in Hua Che's hand, and then looked at Lang Yue in Lu Yao's hand, and felt even more dazzling.
That's it.
Chu Binghuan clicked on Lu Yao's acupuncture point, checked the wound on his leg, and only said two words coldly: "Non-toxic."
Hua Che showed no expression, and there was no wavering in his eyes. He shifted his gaze to the distance: "Something is coming."
Everyone was shocked and saw a demon cultivator descend from the sky.
"Who am I supposed to be, it turns out to be a bunch of stinky little brats." Mo Xiu's lazy gaze swept across the crowd, and sneered, "Having a powerful spirit weapon, it can be quite bluffing."
This demon cultivator has a high nose bridge and small eyes, a black and red brocade robe, a unique emerald jade on his waist, and a scarlet bracelet on his right wrist.
This dress may be imitated, but Burning Emotion Gu and Heartless Jade cannot be faked, and the identity of this person is self-evident.
"Little brat, do you know Shang Yumei? Do you know Fen Qingdian?"
If these two big names don't know, they will have no face to mix in the world of immortals.
The Hall of Fen Qing is the largest sect in the devil world. There are two great guardians under the throne of the devil, Yin Wuhui, the left guardian of the Dharma, Shang Jingmei, and the right guardian of the Dharma, Shang Jingxing.
This left and right guardian is just like their names, 魑mei 魍魉, is Yin Wuhui's right-hand man, and is deeply trusted, and there are many disciples under the guardian's sect, all over the north and south of the river, so the power of the Fen Qing Temple can be imagined.
The demon cultivator in front of him was probably the disciple of Protector Zuo.
Hua Che remembered that after the death of Yin Wuhui in his previous life, the Fen Qing Palace collapsed and the demon world was torn apart. How he seized power from Shang Yumei and smashed his corpse into ashes; Sprite, how did he linger at his feet, and he was scared to the point of urinating every few seconds.
Even Yin Wugui was a defeated general under Hua Qingkong. Now there is an unknown person whose name can't be recorded in the annals of history. Will he be afraid
Hua Che originally thought that Chu Binghuan would react a little bit, not afraid, at least a little bit afraid! Mo Xiu didn't say anything else outside, just moving out of the Fen Qing Temple's name was enough to shock all directions. Unexpectedly, Chu Binghuan didn't blink an eye, and he didn't know if he was really ignorant or overconfident. With luck, he gave the magician a sword without saying a word.
Mo Xiu was also obviously stunned.
He has used the name of "Feng Qingdian" to be domineering outside for so many years, and he has never encountered such a situation!
"Looking for death!" The demon cultivator was full of murderous intent. He reached out and tried to break Chu Binghuan's neck. Unexpectedly, Chu Binghuan's movement was so fast that he caught it empty.
To think that he has practiced for more than 30 years, and now he has been given the upper hand by a hairy boy, what a shame!
Mo Xiu waved his palm in anger, the wind whistled, Chu Binghuan retreated to advance, using strength to fight, the sword edge pressed straight towards Mo Xiu's throat, and was grabbed by Mo Xiu with only half an inch left. .
His strength was more domineering and violent than Chu Binghuan had imagined, and when he heard Quan's uneasy humming, Chu Binghuan shook his left hand and fought back with his burning soul. When he entered, Tingquan drew a two-foot-long blood opening on Mo Xiu's chest from the upper right to the lower left.
The demon cultivator screamed and fell from the roof, barely stabilizing, and when he looked back, it happened to be a group of civilians with a face full of fear. Mo Xiu was overjoyed in his heart, and when he stepped out, he stretched out his hand to grab a young man and was about to extract the soul.
Suddenly, the sound of the flute coming from nowhere made Mo Xiu shudder.