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Chapter 249
Chapter 249
"Ahhhh-"
The shrill screams pierced the long river and set the sun, startling many poisonous insects, snakes and ants.
The ants crawling out of the desert were not afraid of the sound, but swarmed towards the place where the sound came from with great excitement.
Under the setting sun, a woeful figure held a heavy sword and burst into a bloody path while weeping. On his face covered with sand and dust, two clearly visible tear stains ran down, and the face under the tear stains was black and swollen.
Behind her are countless black scorpions, mixed with some desert poisonous snakes that fish in troubled waters, swarming over.
Suddenly, a black scorpion flicked its long tail, and the person fleeing in front was swept away by the powerful scorpion tail, and was slammed onto the desert.
Seeing that the black scorpions were about to pounce and devour the people on the ground, a long whip rolled up the people on the ground.
The person who was rolled up weakly glanced at the person flying Yujian flying above. When his head tilted, he was about to indulge himself into a coma, but when he heard a hissing sound, he lowered his head suddenly, and found the black fangs swarming towards them from below. The scorpions, the black scorpions stacked one on top of the other, persevered and jumped into the air, opening their huge mouthparts towards her.
Su Molan shivered and was completely awake, her body swaying in mid-air, while avoiding the black scorpions that jumped towards her, she screamed: "Fly high, they jumped up... ah Ah, my foot is about to be bitten..."
Wen Qiao Yujian flew, and the hot wind unique to the desert was blowing towards his face, he shook the stone golden python whip and said, "Now is the time to exercise your evasion ability, come on! If your feet are eaten by them, you will also Don't worry, my husband will refine the elixir to regenerate severed limbs, and you will grow new ones within a day."
God damn it grows new!
Su Molan wanted to burst into tears as she burst into tears. She also wanted to pay attention to the black scorpions below. The tears flowed even more fiercely.
"If you cry again, I will throw you away!" Wen Qiao warned.
Su Molan choked back her tears and held back her tears, without doubting her words at all.
Since Wen Qiao agreed to take her with her, Su Molan began to experience a devilish exercise, and the original intention of this exercise was just to correct her cry-prone temperament.
Su Molan cried so hard that she was going blind.
Because the more dangerous she was, the more she cried, and the more terrifying the fighting power that erupted, she made a bloody path in the black scorpion's nest.
Wen Qiao felt that it was very powerful for this woman to be able to fight her way while crying, indicating that she has a very high potential. It seems that they were all deceived by her weak and innocent appearance before, thinking it was a useless crying bag, In fact, in danger, she can evolve into a mad woman.
If it weren't for the fact that she was carrying the image of the 28 Alps, the sweet pastry of the Constellation Continent, Wen Qiao felt that she could be absorbed into the hidden scales.
Although it cannot be absorbed, it is possible to toss it at this stage.
Wen Qiao Yujian swept forward, the spirit sword dragged out a flash of light, and returned to the camp with Su Molan, who was crying and swollen, in his hand.
The so-called camp is actually a small dirt bag submerged by wind and sand.
It's strange that a small dirt bag suddenly appeared in the desert. Fortunately, the color of this small dirt bag is similar to the surrounding yellow sand, and then sprinkle some yellow sand on it to form a dune, which is integrated with the desert, but it is not noticeable. .
Wen Qiao landed in front of the earth bag, and a door appeared in the round earth bag, and Wen Qiao dragged people in.
Although the space in the earth bag is not large, it is not too small. It can be used as a temporary shelter if it is simply arranged.
During the day, Wen Qiao took Su Molan out to fight, Ning Yuzhou stayed in the small bunker to concoct pills, and Wen Gungun took the initiative to stay and watch over him—it was really nice not to have to go out in the wind and sun.
"Husband, we are back."
Wen Qiao put away the stone-gold python whip and wrapped it around his waist. It looked like a stone-golden belt. The two ends slipped down the hem of the skirt, pinching out a slender waist.
Su Molan, who was dragged back by the Shijin Python whip like a dead dog, lay on the ground with a corpse.
Ning Yuzhou smiled at her, his eyes fell on the woman with a black swollen face on the ground, and then he turned his eyes away.
A good and weak little white flower turned into a strong woman with a black face and a chubby face, Ning Yuzhou suddenly felt that their auntie had a very strong ability to induce flowers.
The air was filled with the aroma of food, and Su Molan, who was quite corpse, got up in a hurry.
Wen Tutu and Wen Gun Gun, who were surrounding the fire, turned their heads to look at her, and when they saw her swollen face that turned into a pig's head, they quickly turned their eyes away like Brother Ning.
So ugly!
Su Molan, who didn't feel ugly at all, sat obediently with two monsters, staring at the Lingguo soup in the pot, and the fragrant suckling pig roasted on the fire.
Going to roast suckling pigs in the desert is sick no matter how you look at it!
But there is no doubt that after experiencing the devil-like battle, smelling the smell of this fragrant food is somewhat touched by being healed.
Sure enough, food and other things can always bring people a sense of happiness, which is why some cultivators choose to become spiritual chefs.
No matter how you enter the Dao, as long as you can cultivate successfully, it is worthy of affirmation.
Eat two mouthfuls of fragrant roast suckling pig, and then drink a mouthful of delicious and light Lingguo soup. The combination of meat and vegetables is not greasy at all.
The people and monsters in the bunker quickly finished the roast suckling pig and a large pot of Lingguo soup that Ning Yuzhou had worked so hard to roast for a long time, and happily spread the corpse there.
Among them, Wen Qiao and Su Molan were the ones who ate the most.
As the head chef, Ning Yuzhou just took a few bites, and shared the rest with them.
Wen Tutu and Wen Gun Gun were very unhappy, so forget Sister Wen. After all, body repair needs to extract the essence from food, but what happened to Su Molan?
Originally thought it was a weak crybaby, but I didn't expect to be a big eater, obviously relying on them to eat and drink.
Su Molan felt that she was wronged, "I can't do anything about it. The practice of the Pleistocene Valley that I practice requires constant replenishment of spiritual power, especially since I've been fighting recently."
She touched her stomach and said with a pitiful expression, "Before in the Xiao family, I could only improve my cultivation, but I couldn't praise my combat experience. If those people saw me, they would think I had a different opinion..."
Wen Tutu jumped onto the table and screamed at her, "You can swallow the nourishing elixir, what is it to grab Brother Ning's food with them?"
Su Molan couldn't understand their protests and ignored them.
Wen Qiao said, "Your hostel's set of "Exploding Spirit Sword Art" is quite interesting, but unfortunately you didn't fully utilize its power."
The name of this swordsmanship is easy to understand. It only needs to absorb enough spiritual power to burst out terrifying combat power, and it can even challenge the level, which sounds very incredible.
Rao is Ning Yuzhou, who has an inheritance. After seeing Sujia's "Explosive Sword Technique", he also lamented the whimsy of the ancestors who created this sword technique. . Generally, this short-term method of improving combat power will have sequelae, but the ancestors of the host family created a kind of self-healing mental method at the same time.
Sounds incredible, doesn't it?
Wen Qiao felt that Su Molan was very lucky. As long as she could get out of the bondage, she would definitely become the top cultivator on the mainland in the future with the skills and background of her family that she inherited.
It's a pity that since she was born, her destiny was doomed, and she couldn't let her practice "Explosive Sword Technique" with all her heart.
If it wasn't for the fact that she met Wen Qiao and the others this time, she was ruthlessly thrown into the black scorpion's lair-although the original purpose was to correct her temperament, it was also an excellent opportunity to exercise, and she was finally able to exercise " Explosive Swordsmanship.
Su Molan said quietly: "When I reached the age of cultivation, they asked me to practice the "Exploding Spirit Sword Technique". After all, I am the last blood of the host, so naturally I can only practice the exercises of the host. But they don't I hope I can really unleash all the power of "Explosive Sword Art"..."
The people of the whole continent are staring at the only descendant of the Su family. Although she is exposed to others, it is also beneficial. At least no one dares to openly attack Su Xinggu and her idea. Some.
Because of this, she could successfully cultivate to the Primordial Spirit Realm.
However, that is only the case. Being able to practice home-based exercises does not mean that she can practice well. There will always be people who hope that she will be free to cultivate and have no fighting strength, so that she can control it.
Wen Qiao patted her shoulder sympathetically and encouraged, "It's okay, there are still many black scorpions outside. After killing one nest, let's switch to another nest."
Su Molan suddenly didn't want to speak.
Her face was swollen and painful. It was stung by the black scorpion. The poisonous sting of the black scorpion was extremely poisonous. Although Wen Qiao gave her the detoxification pill in time, it still left sequelae and it took a while to recover. , so her face could only be swollen.
Not only her face, but other parts of her body were swollen. It is estimated that those who knew her would not recognize her when they saw her now.
After Su Molan began to meditate and recover, Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou sat down to talk.
Because she wanted to break the character of Zhengsu Molan who loves to cry, and at the same time improve her combat effectiveness, so as not to drag them down, Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou decided to set up camp near the black devourer's lair after discussing it.
If it were other cultivators, they probably wouldn't dare to do this, but it was nothing to them.
First of all, Ning Yuzhou can set up a protective formation and an illusion formation. As long as he doesn't encounter sand lizards, he can fool those black scorpions without intelligence. Secondly, Wen Gun Gun's earthy eggshell is extremely defensive. As long as the eggshell is erected, it will not be afraid of the black scorpion attack.
It is covered by yellow sand, so there is no need to worry about being discovered by practitioners passing by.
Wen Qiao said: "Husband, Su Molan said that the black wind blows most of the time in the Black Wind Desert every year. Whenever the black wind blows, the life in the Black Wind Desert will be annihilated, and the practitioners can't resist the power of the black wind. Get out before the dark wind blows."
The Black Wind Desert is located in the middle of the Pleiades Continent. Because of the prevalence of black wind, the world calls it the Black Wind Desert.
Whenever the black wind recedes, floating islands will appear in the Black Wind Desert. When these floating islands appear, they are accompanied by rainbow light. The rainbow light is the barrier to protect the floating island from the influence of the Black Wind Desert, but it does not prevent cultivation. to enter.
Floating islands appear randomly. If you are lucky, you can come across them. If you are unlucky, you will be hard to come across.
Even so, it still attracts a lot of cultivators to come in. Because there are many spiritual plants on the floating island, and they all appear randomly, they are rarely visited by cultivators, and the resources inside are rich enough for cultivators. fanaticism.
However, the Black Wind Desert is very large, and there are many dangers in this desert. The most dangerous is the sand lizard. If they encounter a sand lizard unfortunately, most practitioners have only a dead end. Although the black wind disappears every year for half a year, this half year is not enough for the practitioners to go deep into the depths of the black wind desert.
Wen Qiao guessed that the ancient teleportation formation should be located in the depths of the Black Wind Desert.
Therefore, after they left the vicinity of the teleportation array, they had to travel for three months before finally meeting Su Molan and others.
Ning Yuzhou calculated it and said, "There are still two months left before the black wind rises again. It seems that we are leaving."
"Yes, Su Molan also mentioned it today."
Wen Qiao felt that Su Molan didn't want to be thrown into the black scorpion's lair by her, so she reminded her specially. It was quite pitiful to see the black and swollen face stung by the black scorpion.
"That's fine, we'll leave tomorrow." Ning Yuzhou also felt that it was time to leave.
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The next day, Wen Qiao said to Su Molan, whose face was swollen, "We're not going to fight the Black Devourer today."
"Where are you going then?" Su Molan asked in surprise.
"Leaving the Black Wind Desert, of course." Wen Qiao said naturally, "Aren't you afraid that you won't have enough time to leave in time?"
Su Molan's eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "That's right, then let's leave—hush!"
He spoke too hastily, and pulled the muscles on his face. He couldn't help screaming in pain, and tears flowed again.
After packing up, they picked a direction and headed out of the Black Wind Desert.
When he was on his way, Wen Qiao still didn't give up on the character of breaking Moran's crying bag. Whenever he encountered a group of black-devouring scorpions, he would kick her down and watch her burst into a monster, and then be stung by a monster.
Because of this, Su Molan's face was not good, and she could only wear a black and swollen face.
A few days later, they met a group of cultivators.
These cultivators are all young people, both male and female. Judging by the clothes and decorations on their bodies, they should be disciples from different sects.
Seeing the three of Wen Qiao, one of the baby-faced male cultivators greeted them friendly.
"Three fellow Daoists, you also entered the Black Wind Desert to find floating islands? How many floating islands have you encountered?"
Wen Qiao glanced at them. Among the group of people, the one with the highest cultivation level was a male cultivator in the Yuanzong realm, and the others were in the Yuanmai realm, the Yuankong realm, and the Yuanling realm, with different cultivation realms.
Well, she and Su Molan could beat them to the point of crying.
Ning Yuzhou replied warmly, "Exactly, but unfortunately we were unlucky. Until now, we haven't seen the floating island."
Saying that, a look of disappointment naturally appeared on his face.
His handsome appearance, noble temperament, warm smile, easy to teach people to be kind, coupled with the natural and genuine disappointment on his face, people believe him involuntarily, and feel that the luck of these three people is very good. Really bad.
Look at the other two, one with a cold face, the other with a swollen face...
At first glance, it is an unfortunate combination, which is really sympathetic.
Ning Yuzhou took the opportunity to chat with this group of people and learned about their origins, disciples of Hexin Sect and Zhenwu Sect, the cultivator of Yuanzong Realm was the eldest disciple of Zhenwu Sect - Jiao Junhao, the baby face who took the initiative to say hello was called Ai Jue is Jiao Junhao's younger brother.
Ning Yuzhou said, "We are all loose cultivators. In Xia Ning Yuzhou, this is Junior Sister Wen Qiao, and this is Junior Junior Sister's friend Lan Susu."
Su Molan's body was tense, her eyes staring straight ahead, worried that she would be recognized by this group of people.
Fortunately, these people didn't recognize her, which made her secretly relieved, she couldn't help but reach out to touch her black and swollen face.
Seeing her two sect disciples showed some sympathy in their eyes.
This face... It's really ruined. She's still a female cultivator, and she probably doesn't look that good.
"Sister Lan, your face...doesn't it hurt?" a female cultivator from Hexinmen asked, her face innocent and innocent, but her eyes were full of ridicule.
Su Molan frowned and didn't speak.
A female cultivator next to her said sympathetically, "Miss Lan, why did you make your face like this? But the poison of the Black Devourer?"
Su Molan nodded silently.
After listening to the other cultivators, they all said: "The black scorpion poison is really powerful. I heard that if it is not dealt with in time, it may be disfigured..."
Judging from her appearance, she has been poisoned for a long time, and it has not been solved yet, I am afraid it is impossible to solve it. Black Devouring Scorpion Poison is not something that ordinary antidote can solve. Most of the female nuns cherish their appearance and will never fight against Black Devouring Scorpion.
It's really pitiful!