The night passes, the sun rises, and a new day arrives.
The temperature in the desert rose again, Wen Qiao and the others were also ready to set off.
Su Molan stood aside like a little daughter-in-law with a pale face. Seeing Ning Yuzhou move casually, the black devouring scorpions around them rushed towards them excitedly like hungry wolves smelling flesh and blood. come over.
Su Molan showed surprise on her face, and couldn't help but look at Ning Yuzhou.
But he saw him straightening his slightly wrinkled sleeves in a slow manner, with an indescribably leisurely expression, as if he didn't pay attention to the group of black devouring scorpions that rushed towards him.
Wen Qiao had been prepared for a long time and jumped up to deal with these multi-legged creatures together with Wen Tutu.
She specifically asked Su Molan last night, and she knew that these many-legged creatures were originally called black devouring scorpions, which were monster insects living in the Black Wind Desert. Their shells are very good materials for refining weapons, and many practitioners like to use them Shells to refine spirit weapons.
Although she felt that only the scorpion-like tail was the only part of this strange-looking multi-legged creature, and the other parts were simply made up randomly, but at least she knew the name of this thing, and if the whole thing was brought to the Black Wind Desert for takeaway, The price is quite high.
Wen Qiao decided to hunt and kill a few more when leaving the Black Wind Desert.
After several months of walking in the Black Wind Desert, Wen Qiao had dealt with the Black Devouring Scorpions quite a lot, and already knew how to deal with them quickly. In a short while, she eliminated the surrounding black devouring scorpions, except for a few that were smashed by her fist, the other shells were well preserved.
Seeing this scene, Su Molan's eyes flickered slightly.
After seeing her defeating Xiao Minxin and Shen Yuanjin easily yesterday, she knew that this person's fighting power was quite powerful, but she did not expect that he was much stronger than she imagined.
"Okay, let's go." Wen Qiao threw the beheaded black devouring scorpion into the storage bag, and jumped onto the spirit sword.
Wen Gungun and Wen Tutu quickly climbed onto her shoulders and squatted.
Ning Yuzhou also jumped on the spirit sword and set off together.
Su Molan Yujian also followed behind them.
Her face was very pale, and her spirit was a little listless. The scorching heat of the desert scorched her injured body, a fishy sweetness welled up in her throat, she pursed her lips, swallowing the bloody smell forcefully.
The palm that was slapped by Shen Yuanjin yesterday hurt her heart. Although she had already taken the panacea, she could not fully cultivate herself in one night.
Su Molan's face became paler and paler, but she still endured the discomfort and followed closely behind the two.
When night fell, they stopped again to rest.
The middle of the night is not a good time to rush.
Su Molan walked over in a nonchalant manner, and saw Ning Yuzhou take out a few formation disks and set up formations around them. After the formation was formed, the insects, ants and poisonous snakes in the desert that had originally regarded them as prey left in a daze, just like last night, ignoring them directly.
When the fire was lit up, Su Molan sat aside in silence, with her hands folded on her knees, weeping silently, looking like a little daughter-in-law.
Wen Qiao couldn't ignore her tears and asked, "Why are you crying again?"
Su Molan sniffled and whispered, "I'm sorry, I just remembered that I used to be at Xiao's house..."
Wen Qiao groaned, but didn't ask her how she lived in Xiao's house.
She squatted in front of the fire, flicked the burning talisman on it, and suddenly asked: "Why did Xiao Minxin and Shen Yuanjin chase you down yesterday? They shouldn't have wanted to kill you at that time, right?"
After all, both Xiao Minxin and Shen Yuanjin knew her importance, so how could they kill her? So it was a bit weird for Su Molan to ask them for help at that time.
Su Molan was silent for a while, before saying: "They really won't kill me, they want to take me back and imprison me...until I voluntarily hand over the map of twenty-eight mansions and four phenomena."
"Imprisoned? Who means? The Xiao family or the Shen family?"
"I don't know, maybe there are all of them." Su Molan said, her expression was very calm, so calm that she was almost indifferent, as if she didn't care what it meant.
As long as she can remember, the people around her have always looked at her with probing and greedy eyes. They not only pampered her, but also demanded her severely. Even the Xiao family and the Shen family who had an agreement with Su Xinggu, maybe they really had no ambitions back then, but when the only remaining descendant of Su Xinggu is a weak and incompetent person, what is the previous agreement
When the person carrying the rare treasure is too weak to protect it, one cannot blame the world for having strange intentions.
Wen Qiao couldn't help but glance at her, and suddenly said, "You look much more pleasing to the eye like this."
Su Molan was stunned for a moment, her nose soured, and her tears were about to fall again, so she turned around and wiped them away.
She has already discovered that Wen Qiao doesn't like weak and crying people. In fact, she didn't want to become such a person, but later on, more and more people appeared around her, and more and more people with ulterior motives. There were endless conspiracies and tricks, and if she was not careful, she would fall into the wrong path.
After suffering a few times, she finally understood that a weak and crying Sujia blood was far more reassuring to those people than shrewd and strong. They all treated her like a fool, as long as she cried about little things from time to time, it was more to their liking.
"Did you come to the Black Wind Desert this time to find the Yinshen Flower?" Wen Qiao asked.
"It's not that I'm looking for it, it's people from Motianmen who are looking for it. I just stopped by." Su Molan's eyes flickered slightly, and she spoke vaguely.
In fact, this time she took the opportunity of entering the Black Wind Desert to get rid of those staring at her.
It's just that she didn't expect that after finally getting rid of those people, she met Xiao Minxin and Shen Yuanjin who had also entered the Black Wind Desert on the floating island, and they would even attack her directly.
Thinking of this, Su Molan's expression darkened.
Su Molan was in a daze for a while, she didn't hear the sound, she looked up and saw two people sitting opposite each other.
The atmosphere between them is intimate and warm. The two of them sit side by side. There is no intimate gesture, but people can feel the atmosphere and barriers that outsiders cannot get in. Let people know that the relationship between them is very good .
At this moment, the two were talking, and a silencing spell was placed around them, so Su Molan couldn't hear the sound.
She lowered her eyes and didn't try to explore anything.
Wen Qiao took a sip of the freshly cooked spiritual fruit soup. On this extremely cold desert night, drinking a bowl of hot and delicious spiritual fruit soup warmed up her whole body and replenished her spiritual power. .
The spirit fruits were picked on the floating islands during these days. Every time they went to a floating island, if they saw any spirit fruits, they would all be rounded, and they would get a lot of praise, which would be enough for them to eat for a long time.
After Ning Yuzhou cooked the spirit fruit into soup, it tasted very good. Wen Tutu loved it very much.
After Wen Qiao drank half a bowl of soup, she said just now, "Husband, although Su Molan likes to cry a little, she is not stupid."
"If she is really stupid, I'm afraid she won't be able to keep the map of twenty-eight mansions and four phenomena, and she would have been coaxed away." Ning Yuzhou smiled and asked her, "Ah, do you want to take her with you?"
Wen Qiao sighed, "She wants to follow us, but there is no way to beat her away, what can I do?"
Although she likes to fight and kill, she feels that nothing that can be solved by force is not a problem. But she would never hit people casually, nor would she commit murders for no reason, otherwise, after offending Xiao Minxin and Shen Yuanjin yesterday, she should have killed them directly instead of running away when the sand lizard appeared.
In fact, she never wanted to kill for no reason.
In the end, she and Xiao Minxin just met each other on a narrow road, and they didn't have any enmity. Even if she took Su Molan away, she didn't go to the point of killing them.
Seeing her rarely sighing, Ning Yuzhou couldn't help but laugh.
He reached out and touched her head, and said softly: "Don't think so much, just do what you want, I have everything."
His grandma, all she needs is to live happily, do what she likes, and move forward bravely. He will be by her side and clear away all obstacles and difficulties for her.
Wen Qiao was a little embarrassed by his conniving attitude without a bottom line, she seemed a little willful, holding a drink of soup, and muttering in a low voice: "Anyway, we need to find someone to understand the Star Continent, Su Molan She is the only descendant of Su Xinggu, and probably knows a lot of things, so it would be nice to keep her."
"What Auntie said is true." Ning Yuzhou said warmly, "Actually, after hearing their conversation yesterday, I knew that Su Molan's identity is not simple, but I can be kind to her, and there may be unexpected surprises at that time. "
"Are you talking about the twenty-eight mansions and four phenomena diagram?" Wen Qiao asked clearly.
"not only."
Wen Qiao looked at him suspiciously, could there be something else
However, Ning Yuzhou didn't mean to explain. He smiled at her, took her empty bowl, and filled her with another bowl of spirit fruit soup.
Wen Tutu and Wen Gungun who were next to him also finished their bowls, still not satisfied, they yelled at Ning Yuzhou and Wen Qiao, and pushed their empty bowls over.
Ning Yuzhou glanced at them lightly, and for Wen Qiao's sake, filled them with a bowl again.
Then, he filled a bowl of spirit fruit soup, and said to Su Molan who was dazed beside him, "Miss Su, you can have a bowl too."
Su Molan took it flattered, said thank you na na, and drank it in small sips. As she drank, she couldn't help but burst into tears again.
But after all, I remember Wen Qiao's poisonous mouth, and I don't want to stab my heart anymore, so I can only bear it silently, but a pair of red eyes, against her lovely and pitiful appearance, is quite pitiful.
Wen Qiao felt that it was not easy for this woman to develop such a character, so she asked again: "What did you think of?"
"I think of Xiao Minxin's mother..." Su Molan said quietly with red eyes, "Actually, Uncle Xiao and his wife were very kind to me. If it wasn't for protecting me at that time, Aunt Xiao would not have died... Aunt Xiao is to me , just like my other mother, if she knows that after she dies, Xiao Min and I will have a broken heart, I'm afraid she will be the one who is most sad."
If there is anyone in the Xiao family who has no selfish intentions, it is Xiao Xiankai's wife, the wife of the patriarch of Xiao's generation.
Mrs. Xiao was really kind to her, and she was also a very gentle and kind female cultivator. If her mother hadn't died, she probably would love her like Mrs. Xiao.
It's a pity that Mrs. Xiao died.
After Mrs. Xiao's death, Xiao Minxin began to resent her, thinking that if it was not for saving her, Mrs. Xiao would not have died, and it was Su Molan who killed her mother.
Su Molan couldn't refute it, because it was the truth.
She owes Madam Xiao a life.
What Xiao Minxin said yesterday was good, it was easier for the Xiao family to raise a monster than to raise her.
Seeing her start to cry silently again, Wen Qiao felt a little headache, so she quickly changed the subject: "Your injury is still not healed, so stop crying, and after you recover from your injury, you can do whatever you want, and you don't have to follow us."
"No, I said I would give you the map of the twenty-eight mansions and four phenomena, and I will not break my promise." Su Molan pursed her lips, a little stubbornly.
Wen Qiao refused again: "We really don't want it!"
They also have a lot of treasures on them, so there is no need to covet other people's things. Since the Su family has guarded the twenty-eight constellations and four elephants for so long, it can be seen that this thing is very difficult, no matter who it falls into, it will be troublesome.
Su Molan was startled, she looked carefully at Wen Qiao, and found that what she said was true.
It turns out that there are really people in this world who don't want the diagram of the twenty-eight mansions and four phenomena, and not everyone wants it.
Her nose was sore and she wanted to cry again, so she quickly held back and said in a nasal voice: "If you are afraid that I will bring you trouble, I can... I can ruin your face."
Wen Qiao looked at her in surprise, "So you like being ugly?"
She touched her face, but she couldn't bear to ruin her face. Although she didn't care about beauty and ugliness, she still had to think about her husband, lest he face an ugly face every day and hurt his eyes.
Su Molan choked again.
She took a deep breath and told herself not to be seen as young people, after all, she was of the older generation.
After a while, she said: "I want to live, I don't want to be Su Molan anymore! As long as I am Su Molan, they will continue to stare at me, and even control me and... Mr. Shen to have children, as long as they can stay in Su's house It is not up to me to control the twenty-eight mansions and four phenomena through the blood."
Both Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou looked at her in surprise, and found that the crying bag didn't just love to cry, it had been planned for a long time.
"I once got a shape-changing grass. As long as I take it, I can change my appearance and figure, and I will never be recognized by others. Then I will use other methods to destroy my face, and no one will know that I am an old man." Molan..."
Listening to her talking, Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou also began to listen carefully, calculating the feasibility of her plan.
After she finished speaking, Wen Qiao couldn't help asking: "Why did you tell us your plan? Are you not afraid that we will betray you?"
"Naturally." Su Molan said honestly, "So I can only gamble."
When she was being chased by Xiao Minxin and Shen Yuanjin, she happened to see these two people passing by. She already hated this kind of life of being on guard all the time, and even more hated those who approached her with a purpose, which she couldn't refuse, and ruined her reputation. , even her fiancé misunderstood her...so he wanted to take a gamble.
Even if he loses the bet, he won't die for the time being. At most, he will be forced to give birth to a child, leaving behind the blood of his family.
Besides, there is another reason.
Su Molan glanced at the two of them, then continued to drink the soup with her head down, her gentle and delicate appearance was very much like a pissed off daughter-in-law.
Wen Qiao couldn't help but said, "Do you want another bowl?"
"May I?"
There's nothing wrong with it, anyway, her husband cooked a lot of spirit fruit soup today.
Wen Qiao made a bowl for her, and watched her continue to drink soup like a pissed off daughter-in-law. She knew that Su Molan had been raised to be like this, and it would be difficult to break her personality back.
After drinking the soup, it was already late at night.
Being in the middle of the desert, they naturally couldn't sleep at night, so they all decided to meditate until dawn.
Like last night, Su Molan curled herself up to resist the desert chill, coughing suppressedly from time to time.
Suddenly, something came towards her, Su Molan subconsciously reached out to catch it, opened her hand to look, and found that it turned out to be a top-quality panacea.
She looked up and saw what she had seen and heard, and heard her say: "This is the panacea for healing, take it."
Su Molan was so moved that she wanted to cry again, and then she heard Wen Qiao say: "Don't cry at every turn, restrain yourself, if you can't restrain yourself, go out and fight the black devouring scorpion, and when you lose the strength to cry, don't cry." I'm going to want to cry."
Su Molan's tears were instantly put away.
The next day, they continued their journey in the desert.
Su Molan's injury has mostly healed, and it is not as uncomfortable as yesterday, but the high temperature of the desert is still like a steamer, making people sweat profusely and very uncomfortable.
When they passed through a desert, they found that this was a nest of black devouring scorpions, which were covered with black devouring scorpions.
Wen Qiao stopped suddenly.
Standing on the spirit sword, with a light body and a beautiful appearance, she said to Su Molan: "If you want to follow us, you must first change your crying temper."
Su Molan looked at her with bright eyes.
"So, go down now and fight these black devouring scorpions."
Su Molan: "..."