Su Molan ran so fast that she seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.
Wen Qiao glanced at it, and after setting up the tent in an orderly manner, she said to Ning Yuzhou: "Husband, let me go and have a look."
Ning Yuzhou picked up Wen Gungun who was squatting next to him and gnawed on the spirit fruit, "Take Wen Gungun over there."
Wen Gungun, who was picked up, was hung in Ning Yuzhou's hand, yelling, saying that it completely obeyed Brother Ning's command, and it would never go west if it went east.
"No, Wen Gungun will stay with you." Wen Qiao refused without thinking.
In case another black devouring scorpion comes out again, how useful is the rolling earth eggshell, it is a fortress that even the thorns of the blood-devouring demon vine cannot completely collapse, it is the best defense. Her husband is a weak chicken, Wen Gungun just happens to protect him.
Before Ning Yuzhou could say anything, Wen Qiao had already picked up the long whip and ran away.
Wen Qiao followed the breath left by Su Molan.
When she found Su Molan, she found that Su Molan was guarding a badly injured dog man, fighting with a group of dog men. Her explosive swordsmanship is extremely violent, in sharp contrast to her weak and innocent appearance.
Many people lay down on the ground, all of them were injured by the Explosive Spirit Sword Technique.
Wen Qiao recognized at a glance that the dog man protected by Su Molan was Pei Qiyu from Motianmen, and those who fought Su Molan were also Moxiu.
As Su Molan's opponent, the group of demon cultivators who were crushed and beaten by the Explosive Spirit Sword Technique were in a very bad mood, filled with anger, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and sacrificed the demon gate's soul-calling banner.
When Wen Qiao felt the ominous aura, she summoned the Sun Bow, grabbed a spiritual arrow with five fingers, and shot it away.
With a bang, the spirit arrow pierced the soul-calling banner, and the sun's power brought by the scorching sun bow burned a small hole in the soul-calling banner, destroying a good soul-calling banner.
"Who?" Moxiu was furious.
After Wen Qiao finished solving the soul-calling flag that died before it was sacrificed, she raised her whip and killed it.
Seeing Wen Qiao's appearance, Su Molan showed joy on her face. After she continued to drink a tonic pill, her spiritual power soared, and she used the Explosive Spirit Sword Technique again.
The two female cultivators who were equally explosive in battle joined forces, and the group of demon cultivators were quickly killed without leaving any behind.
After confirming that these demon cultivators were devoid of vitality, Wen Qiao wrapped the stone-golden long whip back around her waist, and stared at Pei Qiyu who fell into a coma on the ground.
The condition of this demon genius is very bad. His clothes are soaked in blood, and the black clothes are soaked with blood. He exudes a strong smell of blood. The breath is very weak. It can be seen that the injury is extremely serious and may have affected the foundation. Although he was in a coma, his brows were tightly frowned, giving people an impression of full vigilance. Those jet-black eyebrows set off the already pale and gloomy face even whiter, imperceptibly adding a bit of fragile beauty.
Pei Qiyu in a coma was a little weaker and a little less domineering than when he was awake.
Su Molan also put away her sword, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed to see her staring at Pei Qiyu up and down.
Seeing that the demon cultivators were all dead, Pei Qiyu fell into a coma again, and the invisible Pleiades reappeared. It lay on Wen Qiao's shoulders, and looked at Pei Qiyu together with her. Its big clean eyes twinkled and twinkled, very cute.
After Wen Qiao watched the genius of the Demon Gate at close range, Chaosu Molan said: "It's getting dark, let's go back first, so that Brother Ning won't worry."
Su Molan responded, and looked at Pei Qiyu on the ground hesitantly. If he was allowed to stay here, before he woke up, he might be eaten as food by the black scorpion in the desert.
"Aren't you going to take it back?" Wen Qiao looked at her suspiciously, "You are responsible for your own spoils."
Su Molan: "..."
In the end, Su Molan silently picked up her "trophy" and followed Wen Qiao back to the camp.
The sky has completely darkened, the temperature in the desert drops rapidly, and the ground freezes at an extremely fast speed. In the dark desert, a bright fire can be seen, like a bright light in the dark.
Ning Yuzhou and Wen Gungun were sitting by the fire, and there was a pot on top of the fire, in which was boiling lingonberry soup, the clear soup was gurgling and boiling, lingonberries and fungi were rolling in the soup, colorful, It's really beautiful.
"I'm home."
Ning Yuzhou looked at them and said with a smile, his eyes paused for a moment on the person Su Molan was carrying.
Wen Qiao responded, sat down next to him, and said, "Husband, this is a genius from the Demon Sect, and it is Miss Su's trophy."
Su Molan: "..." Can you forget about the spoils
Su Molan put the person she was carrying aside, her actions were not rude, but they were not warm either. Then she also sat in front of the fire and looked at Ning Yuzhou and Wen Qiao, feeling a little embarrassed.
At this time, Ning Yuzhou had already served Lingguo soup to Wen Qiao, and then gave a bowl to Wen Gungun, who was holding his thigh, and put it in front of him to drink by himself, and finally served himself a bowl, and drank slowly.
Su Molan knew that Ning Yuzhou would not serve her, so she rolled up her sleeves and started to serve herself and Su Xing a bowl.
It's freezing cold, and after eating a bowl of hot Lingguo soup, I feel warm and feel indescribably comfortable.
Su Xing drank up a bowl of Lingguo soup in a few strokes, and after finishing drinking, he said unsatisfactorily: "Brother Ning's soup is full of spirit, better than the disciples of Su Xinggu."
"Of course." Wen Qiao said proudly, "The spirit fruit used in the soup was picked by my husband and I on the floating island in the desert. The spirit energy inside is full, and it cannot be compared with the spirit fruit outside."
"That's great, shall we also pick some spiritual fruits before leaving?" Su Zhou asked expectantly.
Wen Qiao bit her chopsticks and looked at Ning Yuzhou. There were still two months before the black wind blew up, so there was enough time, so there was no need to rush to leave. But the appearance of floating islands is random, and it is not easy to encounter floating islands.
"Don't bite the chopsticks." Ning Yuzhou said, after seeing her put down the chopsticks she was biting quickly, he said to Pleiades, "If you encounter a floating island, go in, if you don't, forget it."
Pleiades nodded happily, "Of course."
The pot of soup quickly bottomed out, and most of it was solved by the Pleiades.
It needs a lot of things with spiritual power to keep awake, so it will not refuse anyone who comes, and can swallow food, drink, and use, showing the powerful digestion ability of Qi Ling.
After finishing the soup, Su Xing licked the bowl eagerly, his eyes fell on the still unconscious Genius of the Demon Sect, and he couldn't help asking, "Lan Lan, why did you save him?"
Su Molan met his clean and pure eyes, unable to lie, she could only say: "He saved me before."
"Huh?" Su Xing was very surprised, "Isn't he from the Motianmen? The Demon Cultivator would save you so kindly?"
Su Molan didn't know what to say, so she could only say, "He's different from those demon cultivators..."
"It's really different." Su Xing said in agreement, "He was hunted down by the demon cultivators before, and those demon cultivators were really hard-hitting, and they hurt him like this, it's really pitiful."
Su Molan: "..."
Even cultivators of the righteous way will also kill each other, doesn't it seem like nothing
Su Molan knew that due to incomplete memory, Su Xing had a somewhat innocent personality, and if she was not careful, she would be coaxed away, so she had to be taught well. As a guardian, Su Molan feels that she has the responsibility to protect Pleiades and teach it the correct way of dealing with people, so as not to be deceived by others in the future.
At this time, I heard Ning Yuzhou say: "Aren't you going to save him? If you let him go, he will probably die soon."
Su Molan's heart trembled slightly when she heard this, and she said with some horror: "Is it really going to die?"
Ning Yuzhou looked at her with a half-smile.
Wen Qiao also looked at her with a straight face, thinking silently: Are they really dogs and men
Su Molan suddenly became embarrassed again, wanted to explain something, but didn't know what to say, so she said bravely, "Don't worry, let him leave when he wakes up."
The fact that there is a teleportation array in the Black Wind Desert that can go to other continents, of course no one else should know about it, even if it was Pei Qiyu, Su Molan didn't intend to tell him.
Unexpectedly, Ning Yuzhou said, "It's okay to let him stay."
Su Molan was at a loss. Aren't they going to other continents? Why keep him
Could it be that Mr. Ning thinks that he is so injured that it is not easy to drive him away
It can only be said that the image of Ning Yuzhou as a good person is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Su Molan and Su Xing, the guardians and spirits, have already firmly believed that Brother Ning is a good person, and everything he does is out of kindness.
Ning Yuzhou didn't explain much, got up personally, and checked Pei Qiyu's injuries on the ground.
After checking, he took out a few more elixir and stuffed them into Pei Qiyu's mouth.
After finishing all this, Ning Yuzhou said to Su Molan: "You change his clothes and let him rest in your tent tonight. He should wake up at noon tomorrow."
Su Molan: "..."
As the night deepened and the temperature in the desert became colder and colder, Ning Yuzhou took Wen Qiao into the tent to rest.
Wen Gungun opened his mouth to swallow the remaining spiritual fruit, and then climbed in. Soon there was no other sound in the tent, as if the people in the tent had already rested.
Su Molan looked at Pei Qiyu who was on the ground, so she resigned herself to carrying him up and into the tent.
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When the sun rose the next day, the temperature in the desert soared rapidly.
Several people left the camp and continued towards the place where the teleportation array was located.
Pleiades was still lying on Wenqiao's shoulders, turning his head around. After a morning, he didn't find any trace of the floating island. He was very disappointed.
Wen Qiao comforted it, "Floating islands are rare to see. Last time we came to the Black Wind Desert, we only encountered ten floating islands."
"I've only met ten floating islands" and so on, how can those people who go to the Black Wind Desert every year, but can't meet a single floating island, be so embarrassing
Su Molan carried the person on her shoulders, thinking expressionlessly.
Suddenly, she felt the movement of her shoulders, turned her head to look over, and happened to meet a face that had just opened her eyes, and Su Molan subconsciously threw the person who was carrying her down.
With a bang, the yellow sand suddenly rose, and Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou in front of them stopped subconsciously. They saw Su Molan standing on the flying sword with an embarrassed face, and Su Molan who fell into the yellow sand with a gloomy expression. Pei Qiyu.
Su Molan was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and slip in.
She quickly jumped off the flying sword, lifted Pei Qiyu up, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"
Pei Qiyu didn't speak, his eyes slid from Su Molan's face, and then moved to Ning Yuzhou and Wen Qiao, his eyes were gloomy, his breath fluttered, obviously he was in a very bad mood.
Su Molan thought that he was angry because she threw him away from the flying sword just now, so she hurriedly said: "You were hunted down by the demon cultivator earlier, but we saved you. You were seriously injured, fortunately, you have the panacea from Mr. Ning. "
Pei Qiyu's gloomy gaze returned to her face.
Su Molan laughed so hard that her face almost froze, and she looked at him with watery eyes.
Finally, Pei Qiyu said to Ning Yuzhou and Wen Qiao, "Thank you for saving me."
Su Molan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Your injuries are still serious, follow us first."
Pei Qiyu nodded dispensably, keeping her eyes on her face.
When they set off again, Su Molan grabbed Pei Qiyu's hand, led him to jump on the flying sword, and continued walking in the desert.
Originally, she was a little worried that Pei Qiyu would not cooperate, but he didn't respond, and she obediently did what she asked him to do without a trace of resistance.
Su Molan breathed a sigh of relief, she was a little terrified of Pei Qiyu, this person has keen insight and is very smart, she knew that she couldn't play with this kind of person, so it's better to stay away.
After the sky darkened, they chose another leeward sand dune to camp.
Pei Qiyu, who was an injured patient, sat on the side the whole time, watching Su Molan busy up and down, like a hardworking bee, but with a look on her face that she had never seen before.
After setting up the tent, the spirit fruit soup was also cooked.
Su Molan brought him a bowl and said, "Drink a bowl of Lingguo soup, it will be good for your injury."
Pei Qiyu took it obediently, but did not rush to drink, her eyes fell on her face.
Su Molan resisted the urge to touch his face, and asked him puzzled: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
"No." Pei Qiyu said, his voice was also somewhat gloomy, "When will you change back to your original face? That face is still more pleasing to the eye."
Su Molan: "..."
When Wen Qiao heard what these two people said, she couldn't help but look at Su Molan. It was obvious that her current appearance was more pleasing to the eye than her original innocent and weak face, but why did Pei Qiyu say that her original appearance was pleasing to the eye? Could it be that he is good at it
They are still in disguise now, and they plan to return to their original appearance after arriving at the teleportation array.
Pei Qiyu's words also made them understand that he had already seen through their identities, and the Transformation Pill was useless at all.
Su Molan looked at him in embarrassment, and finally decided to pretend that she didn't hear it.
After a night without embarrassment, they moved on the next day.
Pei Qiyu is a person with a strong sense of presence, but if necessary, he can become a person with a very weak sense of presence.
He followed them into the depths of the desert without asking where they were going, why he continued to go deep into the Black Wind Desert at this time, without any doubt, just like a shadow, following them like a shadow.
On the contrary, Su Molan was a little absent-minded.
She didn't understand what Ning Yuzhou was going to do and why he brought Pei Qiyu with him. Su Xing complained to her in secret, because Pei Qiyu was here, it didn't dare to appear casually, it could only remain invisible, and even had to hide and drink the Lingguo soup made by Brother Ning, which was very aggrieved.
Seeing that the location of the teleportation array was getting closer and closer, Su Molan also became anxious.
That night, when they camped to rest, Pei Qiyu sat with them in front of the fire.
Lingguo soup was boiling in the pot on the fire, and the world was so quiet that it seemed that there was only this sound.
Suddenly, Su Molan asked: "Young Master Pei, why are you being hunted down by the devil?"
Pei Qiyu lazily raised his eyes to look at her, his pale face was a little warmer under the orange firelight, and his face was instantly elevated, revealing a stunning beauty.
He said lightly: "I stole the treasure of Motianmen and killed the sect master's favorite little apprentice. The sect master was furious, so he sent someone to chase and kill me, a traitor?"
Su Molan looked at him speechlessly.
She never expected that a smart person like Pei Qiyu would do such a thing, and even let people find out. According to his style, shouldn't he get it silently, and then deal with the person quietly, and wait with his sleeves innocent by the side of the master of Motianmen, quietly watching the group of people being manipulated by him Between
At this time, Ning Yuzhou asked, "What treasure did you steal from Motianmen?"
Pei Qiyu glanced at him. Although he still looked lazy, Su Molan, who was closest to him, still keenly noticed that his body was tensing up.
Su Molan was stunned for a moment, Mr. Ning was obviously a good person, why did Pei Qiyu fear him so much
"It's nothing, it's just a small thing, because it was passed down from ancient times, so it is regarded as a treasure by the Motianmen." Pei Qiyu still said lightly, obviously not wanting to talk about it.
However, Ning Yuzhou suddenly became a guy who couldn't wink at people. He smiled, and said lightly, "So in the eyes of you demon cultivators, the ancient palm sky mirror is actually a gadget?"
Ancient sky mirror
Su Molan and Wen Qiao looked at Ning Yuzhou.
Pei Qiyu's face changed drastically, his eyes were gloomy and cold, and he stared at Ning Yuzhou.
Ning Yuzhou still had that gentle appearance, he had returned to his original appearance, and that gentle and noble appearance, in Pei Qiyu's eyes, looked like a gentle scum in sheep's clothing, which made him very afraid.
"How do you know about Zhang Tianjing?" Pei Qiyu asked coldly, since the other party had already seen it, he naturally stopped hiding it.
Ning Yuzhou chuckled, "The Sky Palm Mirror belongs to the demon clan, it's easy to identify, how could I not know?"
There is quite a bit of disagreement with this statement. Is it because of the "devil's thing" that he knows it, or because he knows it because "it is easy to identify"
Neither Wen Qiao nor Su Molan had such a sensitive mind, so they couldn't figure out what they said, but Pei Qiyu could hear something different, his heart was touched, and he became more and more vigilant.
"Who are you?" Pei Qiyu asked coldly.
Ning Yuzhou said: "Who I am has nothing to do with you, but I'm curious, why you, a demon species, appear in Renxiu Continent?"