Chapter 485 Sleepy
After hearing this, Li Ji's brows moved slightly, obviously not recognizing that the Heavenly Ghost could also receive a name from his master like him.
Although there was a hint of resistance in his eyes, he did not refute it.
Xihe's Zhaowu lowered his eyes calmly, with a peaceful expression. " If you wish to receive this name, I will prepare a braised dog head dish to welcome you later, and then you will be mine.”
"If you don't want to continue fighting with us, then draw a path. We are not afraid."
Between the two options of braised dog head and fighting on the path, Long Di is quite hesitant. After struggling for a while, I finally chose to have a full meal.
The Bronze Sacred Tree and the others have gained a lot from it.
Because everything is within Balian’s prediction.
If I had to talk about an unexpected gain, it would be the demon young master Milu.
It is a pity that the spiritual world within the Bronze Sacred Tree was unable to leave Erhe Burial Heart.
But no matter how powerful Erhe was, he could not save his young master under such circumstances.
Of course, the brothers and sisters of the Demon Clan have all fallen into the hands of Balian.
On the way back to the tribe, Bai Lian and others took advantage of Li Ji's Thousand Miles Sword Wind.
With every movement of his hands and feet, Li Ji's sleeves were filled with strong winds, his sword energy was unparalleled. Under the clear night of the Qingming Festival, the wings of the wind soared like the legendary roc, and his moves were so magnificent that it was breathtaking.
When the old woman stood on the ground with trembling temples in the sword wind, she was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet. She still looked like the dignified ancestor of Taixuan Zong who founded the sect, but she looked more like an old man who had never seen the world. Country old woman.
Until now, she felt like she was in a dream, unable to believe that this disaster had been resolved so easily.
Bailian followed Su Jing and was walking up the wind. Not far away, black hair suddenly came to his face. The woman in white in front of him seemed to be caught by something heavy under her feet. Her body swayed slightly. It fell sideways like a piece of thin paper.
The sudden change happened too suddenly.
As a result, Balian was stunned for a moment, and only then did he react to the old woman's low voice. He stretched out his hand and quickly caught the woman in front of him.
With her body as light as a boneless body in his arms, Balian finally realized how thin and thin her body was.
Su Jing did not pass out and was still conscious, but her body was frighteningly hypothermic.
She was pale and weak, wilting in his arms, as cold as she was, as proud as she was, but at this moment she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand to push him away, like withered autumn leaves stuck in the mud, Can't get up anymore.
The watery moonlight shone between her pale cheeks, giving her skin a cold, hazy look.
Bailian touched her thin back with his palm, and her clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
At this time, Xi He, who was walking in front, turned around and fixed his eyes on Su Jing. He stretched out his fingertips with some doubts and pointed between her eyebrows to examine her carefully.
I saw her frowning again and again, tightening again and again. Balian couldn't help but become a little nervous and asked: "What's going on?"
Zhaowu calmly withdrew. Pointing his finger, he said softly: "It's nothing, are you just looking for death?"
Su Jing slightly raised his eyes, his eyes were filled with tiredness, as if he felt sleepy even when he spoke.
Bailian frowned and said: "What do you mean you are seeking death?"
Zhao Wu pretended to admire him: "In recent months, her three souls and seven souls have been in a dangerous state of unstable spiritual body. The old injuries on her body have not healed. In recent days, I think she has been suffering from a series of hard battles, and the five gods and humans have been extremely weak. When it gets serious, you don't know how to take good care of yourself, but you don't know what you're capable of, and you leave your soul to enter the bronze tree to negotiate with God. How is this any different from seeking death?" Balian felt shocked after hearing these words.
I thought that Su Jing always abused himself like this. What was even more admirable was that no one could tell anything was wrong.
If her body had not been stretched to the extreme, people would not have noticed her discomfort all the way back to the tribe.
Bailian had no choice but to pick her up and carry Huaxu Jianfengli with him, and his sword went south.
The wind whistled endlessly in the ears, and snowflakes and ice particles fell from the sky, falling on people's faces, causing endless pain.
Bailian thought for a while, then took off his winter coat and wrapped it tightly around Su Jing's body. He also carefully wrapped her cheeks with fox fur to cover her face from the wind and snow. .
Su Jing's fingers were so weak that it was extremely difficult to twitch. She couldn't help coughing twice, and her pale lips inevitably turned a sickly red as she coughed.
Such a cold woman will look increasingly pitiable when she becomes ill.
Although Xihe looked indifferent, he was the Shen family who fell in love with this child at first sight and could not bear her to continue to suffer.
After hesitating for a while, he said: "Lord Si Chen, external objects are of no use to traumatize the soul, but the source of the sacred tree sap that can save the young demon Lord Milu today is of great help to her."
< br>Bailian said: "That is the elixir of your Bronze Tree, can it be used by us?"
Xihe smiled and said: "Master Si Chen is the master of our generation, so he naturally has the right to use everything in the bronze tree."
Bailian nodded and said, "Then I'll excuse you."
Xihe Shi Zhaowu took out a sapling. There was a leaf of clear liquid flowing in the center of the sapling, exuding the breath of the holy spring of life, refreshing the heart and mind.
Balian took the thick green liquid containing the juice. Knowing that it was precious, he carefully approached Su Jing's lips and fed it in bit by bit.
Just after feeding her the last mouthful, Bai Lian wiped her mouth with his sleeve, and then heard Xihe say again: "Sir, I suddenly remembered that although this tree source has wonderful uses, it also has some disadvantages. There are some side effects.”
Bailian is in good health. Stiff, the corners of his mouth twitched: "Why didn't you say something so important earlier?"
Su Jing's breath after drinking Shuyuan calmed down quickly at the speed of the naked eye, and a bit of blood slowly appeared on his pale cheeks. Come on, the unstable soul of Lingtai is also slowly moving towards Zhengfu Shenzang.
Although her body was still as tired as if she had just suffered a serious illness, she finally regained some strength. She slowly stood up, put her hand on her painful forehead, and said softly: " It’s much better now, but it’s just a side effect. You’ll be fine after just one night.”
She originally thought that the side effects mentioned by Xi He were sluggish spiritual energy and cold body, which was similar to the feeling of cold when she was a child.
But in fact, it is completely wrong.
Seeing that her complexion was not good, Bai Lian stepped back in a measured manner, raised his head and said to Xihe: "I have a low body temperature. I'm afraid that if I don't greet her well, I won't show off." Come and warm her up?”
Hearing this, Xihe frowned. She didn’t want to get close to humans, but Su Jing was an exception in her heart. No problem.
She was about to lean over, when Su Jing slowly raised his black and white eyebrows and looked at her quietly.
Xihe swore to God that it was really just a very ordinary and calm look, but she felt an inexplicable feeling of palpitations and chills in her heart, making her feel faintly uncomfortable, and subconsciously she didn't want to get close to her.
So Xihe took two steps back honestly, without saying whether it was okay or not.
Su Jing coughed twice as if feeling a little uncomfortable. His face was even more tired. There was a magnetic hoarseness in his cold and jade-like voice, and he said lightly: "Sleepy."
(End of this chapter)