"Wow, Ersha, your move this time has improved compared to last time. The blood moon drawn by the sword technique is much larger. It is already very close to your spiritual power. I can give this disobedient little one a try later. The cat’s body is collected, remember to keep its four claws, they can be good things.”
In Di Lingtian's consciousness, the female voice sounded again.
Di Lingtian responded calmly: "Shut up, I know what to do."
The sword net closed, and the next second it was about to chop the Nether Ocelot into a ball of meat.
The spiritual energy above Tianji Valley vibrated, a crack opened in the sky, and a small black dot fell from the crack. The landing place was exactly where the Nether Leopard Cat was surrounded by the sword net.
"Something fell, no, it was a person, brat, hurry up, don't forget what I taught you. It's okay to kill monsters, but you can't hurt people's lives for no reason."
In Di Lingtian's consciousness, the woman's voice sounded again, with a bit of urgency.
This time, Di Lingtian did not respond.
Before the woman could speak to urge him, he had already risen into the air, and reached out to catch the person one second before he fell into the sword net.
Almost at the same moment, the Nether Ocelot let out a scream, and hundreds of flying swords pierced its side at the same time.
The Nether Ocelot couldn't withstand so many flying sword attacks, and its body was exploded into a ball of blood mist, leaving only four sharp claws intact.
Hundreds of bloody flying swords were stuck on the ground, stacked on top of each other, like a bloody sword lotus.
Di Lingtian landed leisurely on the ground. He did not look at the four sharp claws. He looked at the person caught in his hands with a pair of bloody eyes and frowned slightly.
She is a girl, or a girl with the scent of Eldar.
What's even more strange is that there is no spiritual energy fluctuation in her body, nor is she even half powerful.
Di Lingtian's bloody eyes slowly narrowed.
Sensing the arrival of their master, the bloody flying swords on the ground turned into droplets of blood, adhering to the surface of the sword at Di Lingtian's waist.
"Oh, what a close call, son of a bitch. Fortunately, you took action in time. If you were even a moment slower, this person would have been torn into pieces by the sword energy."
In Di Lingtian's consciousness, the female voice sounded again, with a very happy tone.
"Hey, it's a girl, hahaha, damn, a wife will fall from the sky for you, and you'll make a lot of money. No, she's seriously injured." The woman's voice quickly became anxious.
The girl picked up by Di Lingtian was Mo Huang.
The body-protecting divine light used its last bit of energy to send her into Tianji Valley, and then dissipated immediately.
In order to fear that someone would deliberately take advantage of Mo Huang's identity, the body-protecting divine light erased the ink-colored phoenix feathers from Mo Huang's forehead at the last moment.
In Di Lingtian's arms, Mo Huang slowly opened his eyes.
She was protected by a barrier of divine light all the way, and it felt like she had traveled a long way.
Mo Huang struggled to open his eyes and looked into a pair of blood-moon-like eyes.
The bloody eyes were bottomless, as if they were trying to suck in her entire soul.
"Little brother, you... you are so good-looking." Better-looking than any man she has ever seen.
Mo Huang stared at Di Lingtian blankly and sighed sincerely, but soon she lost the leisurely mood of admiring Di Lingtian's beauty in his flourishing age.
Mo Huang frowned, and an infinite coldness spread from the depths of his body.
The waves of sleepiness were getting higher and higher, almost engulfing her body, and the vitality in her body was rapidly passing away.
Without the protection of the body-protecting divine light, her body had zero defense, and the internal injuries caused by the beating of the girl in white worsened rapidly.
"Please... please help me..."
Mo Huang struggled to look at Di Lingtian. In the crisis, she could only ask for help from this young man who was as handsome as a god.
What happened between Mo Huang and Zishuilan in the shrine in the extra story is still a bit different from Zishuilan's own memories that appeared before in the main story. At that time, Zishuilan was inspired by Ling Tian to have some fragmentary memories, but they are not all complete. I will write them all. It will feel different.
(End of chapter)