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Chapter 280
Chapter 280
Su Molan ran too fast, as if she disappeared 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, I'll go take a look."
Ning Yuzhou picked up Wen Gun Gun, who was squatting beside him eating the spiritual fruit, "Take Wen Gun Gun over there."
Wen Gungun, who was picked up, hung on Ning Yuzhou's hand, and shouted uh uh, indicating that it completely obeyed Brother Ning's command, and that it would never go west.
"No, Wen Gungun will stay with you." Wen Qiao refused without thinking.
In case another Black Devouring Scorpion escapes, it is very useful to smell the rolling earthy eggshells. It is a fortress that even the thorns of the Blood Devouring Demon Vine can't completely collapse, so it is best used for defense. Her husband was a weak chicken, and Wen Gungun just happened 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 protecting a severely injured dog man and fighting a group of dog men. Her spirit-exploding swordsmanship was unusually violent, in sharp contrast to her weak and innocent appearance.
Many people lay down on the ground, all injured by the blasting sword technique.
Wen Qiao recognized at a glance that the dog man being guarded by Su Molan was Pei Qiyu from Motianmen, and those who fought against Su Molan were also Moxiu.
As Su Molan's opponent, the group of demon cultivators who were pressed and beaten by the blasting swordsmanship were in a very bad mood.
When Wen Qiao sensed the ominous aura, he summoned a scorching sun bow, grabbed a spiritual arrow with his five fingers, and shot the spiritual arrow away.
With a bang, the spiritual arrow pierced the soul-calling flag, and the power of the sun brought by the scorching sun bow burned a small hole, destroying a good soul-calling flag.
"Who?" Mo Xiu was very angry.
After Wen Qiao dealt with the conjuring flag that died before it could be sacrificed, he picked up the whip and killed it.
Seeing Wen Qiao's appearance, Su Molan's face showed a look of joy. After she continued to drink a Lingling Pill, her spiritual power increased greatly, and the blasting sword technique struck again.
The two female cultivators who were equally explosive when they fought joined forces, and the group of demon cultivators were quickly killed to pieces.
After confirming that these demonic cultivators were completely dead, Wen Qiao wrapped the stone golden whip around her waist and stared at Pei Qiyu, who fell into a coma on the ground.
The situation of this demon genius is very bad. His clothes are soaked with blood, and the black clothes are full of blood, giving off a strong smell of blood, and his 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 furrowed, giving an impression of full of vigilance. Those jet-black eyebrows made the already pale and gloomy face even whiter, adding a bit of fragile beauty invisibly.
In a coma, Pei Qiyu was a little weaker and less domineering than when he was awake.
Su Molan also put away her sword, seeing her staring at Pei Qiyu up and down, she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.
Seeing that those demon cultivators were dead, Pei Qiyu fell into a coma again, and the invisible Pleiades showed his figure again. It lay on Wen Qiao's shoulder, and looked at Pei Qiyu with her, with big clean eyes that sparkled, very cute.
After Wen Qiao watched the geniuses of Demon Sect up close, she said to Su Molan, "It's getting dark, let's go back first to save Brother Ning from worrying."
Su Molan responded and looked at Pei Qiyu on the ground hesitantly. If he was allowed to stay here, he would soon be eaten by the black scorpions in the desert as food without waiting for him to wake up.
"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 carried her "trophy" and followed Wen Qiao back to the camp.
The sky has completely darkened, the temperature of the desert drops rapidly, the ground freezes at an extremely fast speed, and in the dark desert, a bright fire can be seen, like a light in the darkness.
Ning Yuzhou and Wen Gungun were sitting beside the fire. There was a pot on the fire. Lingguo soup was boiled in the pot. Absolutely beautiful.
"I'm home."
Ning Yuzhou looked at them and said with a smile, his eyes stopped on the person Su Molan was carrying.
Wen Qiao responded, sat beside him, and said, "Husband, this is the genius of the Demon Sect, and it is the trophy of Miss Su."
Su Molan: "..." Can you not mention the spoils?
Su Molan put the person she was carrying aside, not rude, but not gentle either. Then she also sat in front of the fire and looked at Ning Yuzhou and Wen Qiao, a little hard to say.
At this time, Ning Yuzhou had already filled Wen Qiao with Lingguo Soup, and then presented a bowl to Wen Gun Gun, who was clinging to his thigh, put it in front of him and let him drink it, and finally filled himself a bowl and drank it slowly.
Su Molan knew that Ning Yuzhou would not serve it to herself, so she rolled up her sleeves and began to serve a bowl for herself and Su Xing.
It was freezing cold, and drank a bowl of hot Lingguo soup. My whole body was warm, and couldn't tell how comfortable it was.
Pleiades drank the bowl of Lingguo Soup in a few seconds, and after drinking it, he said, "Brother Ning's soup is full of spiritual energy, better than the disciples in Pleiades Valley."
"Of course." Wen Qiao said proudly, "The spirit fruit used in the soup was picked by my husband and I on a floating island in the desert. The spirit inside is full, and it is not comparable to the spirit fruit outside."
"That's great, do we want to pick some spiritual fruit before leaving?" Su Zhou asked expectantly.
Wen Qiao bit her chopsticks and looked at Ning Yuzhou. There are still two months before the black wind blows, but there is enough time, so there is no need to leave in a hurry. 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, seeing that she quickly put down the chopsticks she was biting, and then said to Su Xing, "If you encounter a floating island, go in, if you don't encounter it, forget it."
Pleiades nodded happily, "That's great, thank you Brother Ning."
A pot of soup bottomed out quickly, and most of it was solved by the Pleiades.
It needs a lot of things with spiritual power to be supplemented in order to stay awake, so it is open to anyone who comes, and it can swallow everything it eats, drink, and use, revealing the powerful digestive ability of the spirit.
After drinking the soup, Su Xing licked the bowl still, his eyes fell on the magician genius who was still in a coma next to him, and he couldn't help asking, "Lanlan, why did you save him?"
Su Molan met his clean and pure eyes and couldn't tell a lie, so she could only say, "He saved me before."
"Hey?" Su Xing was particularly surprised, "Isn't he from the Devil's Sect? Would the devil be so kind to save you?"
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 agreed, "He was chased and killed by demon cultivators before. Those demon cultivators were really serious, and they hurt him like this. It's really pitiful."
Su Molan: "..."
Even cultivators of the Right Path will kill each other, it seems that there is no difference, right?
Su Molan knew that because of his incomplete memory, Su Xing's personality was a bit innocent and simple, and if he was not careful, he would be coaxed away, and he had to be taught well. As a guardian, Su Molan feels that she has the responsibility to protect the Pleiades and teach it the correct way of dealing with others, so as not to be deceived by others in the future.
At this moment, I heard Ning Yuzhou say, "Aren't you going to save him? If you let him go, it is estimated that he will die soon."
Su Molan's heart trembled slightly when she heard it, and she said in horror, "Is it really going to die?"
Ning Yuzhou looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile.
Wen Qiao also looked at her with a straight face, and thought silently: Are they really male or female?
Su Molan suddenly became embarrassed again. She wanted to defend something, but she didn't know what to say, so she bit the bullet and said, "Don't worry, let him leave when he wakes up."
There was a teleportation formation in the Black Wind Desert that could go to other continents, so naturally, no one else could know about it. Even if it was Pei Qiyu, Su Molan didn't plan to tell him.
Unexpectedly, Ning Yuzhou said, "It's fine to let him stay."
Su Molan was at a loss, aren't they going to other continents? Leave him for what?
Could it be that Young Master Ning thinks that he is so hurt that it is hard 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 Pleiades, the guardians and artifact spirits, have ingrained the belief that Brother Ning is a good person, and everything he does is out of good intentions.
Ning Yuzhou didn't explain much, and personally checked Pei Qiyu's injuries on the ground.
After checking, he took out a few more spiritual pills and stuffed them into Pei Qiyu's mouth.
After doing this, Ning Yuzhou said to Su Molan, "You change his clothes and let him rest in your tent tonight. It is estimated that he should be able to wake up at noon tomorrow."
Su Molan: "..."
The night was getting deeper and the temperature in the desert was getting colder and colder. Ning Yuzhou brought Wen Qiao into the tent to rest.
Wen Gun Gun opened his mouth and swallowed the remaining spirit fruit, followed by crawling in. Soon there was no other sound in the tent, as if the people in the tent had rested.
Su Molan looked at Pei Qiyu on the ground, and had no choice but to pick up the man and carry it into the tent.
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The next day, as the sun rose, the temperature in the desert soared rapidly.
Several people pulled out of the camp and left, and continued towards the location of the teleportation formation.
Pleiades was still lying on Wen Qiao's shoulders, his head turned around, and after a morning passed, there was no trace of the floating island, and he was very disappointed.
Wen Qiao comforted it, "It's rare to see floating islands. The last time we came to the Black Wind Desert, we only encountered ten floating islands."
"I only met ten floating islands" or something, what is the human feeling of those who enter the Black Wind Desert every year, but can't meet a floating island?
Su Molan carried the person on his back, 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. Su Molan subconsciously threw the person who was carrying her.
With a bang, the yellow sand began to rise, causing Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou in front to stop subconsciously, and saw Su Molan standing on the flying sword with an embarrassed face, and someone who fell into the yellow sand with a gloomy face. Pei Qiyu.
Su Molan was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.
She quickly jumped off the flying sword, picked up Pei Qiyu, and asked in a low voice, "Are you alright?"
Pei Qiyu didn't speak, his eyes slid over Su Molan's face, and then moved to Ning Yuzhou and Wen Qiao, his eyes were gloomy, his breath was floating, obviously he was in a very bad mood.
Su Molan thought he was angry about the fact that he had just thrown him off the flying sword, and quickly said: "You were hunted down by a demon cultivator before, but we rescued you. You were seriously injured, but fortunately you have Ning Gongzi's elixir. "
Pei Qiyu's gloomy eyes returned to her face.
Su Molan laughed so hard that her face was about to freeze, and she looked at him with watery eyes.
Finally, Pei Qiyu said to Ning Yuzhou and Wen Qiao, "Thank you two for your help."
Su Molan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You are still seriously injured, just follow us first."
Pei Qiyu nodded irrevocably, keeping his eyes fixed on her face.
When they set off again, Su Molan grabbed Pei Qiyu's hand, led him to the flying sword, and continued to move forward in the desert.
Originally, she was a little worried that Pei Qiyu would not cooperate, but she didn't know that he didn't respond. Whatever she asked him to do, she did it obediently without any resistance.
Su Molan breathed a sigh of relief, she was a little terrified of Pei Qiyu, this person is insightful, and very smart, she knew that she couldn't play with this kind of person, so it was better to stay away.
When it got dark, they chose another leeward sand dune to camp.
Pei Qiyu, who was injured, sat on the side the whole time, watching Su Molan busy. She was like a hard-working little bee, but her face had a look she had never had before.
After the tent was set up, the Lingguo Soup was also cooked.
Su Molan brought a bowl to him and said, "Drinking a bowl of Lingguo Soup is good for your injury."
Pei Qiyu took it obediently, but didn't rush to drink, his eyes fell on her face.
Su Molan resisted the urge to touch her face, and asked him inexplicably, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
"No." Pei Qiyu said, his voice was a bit gloomy, "When will you change back to your original face? Or is that face more pleasing to the eye."
Su Molan: "..."
When Wen Qiao heard these two people's words, she couldn't help but glanced at Su Molan. It was obvious that her current appearance was more pleasing to the eye than her innocent and weak face, but why did Pei Qiyu say that her original appearance was pleasing to the eye? Could it be that he likes this?
They are still in disguise, and they plan to return to their original appearance when they arrive at the teleportation array.
Pei Qiyu's words also made them understand that he had already seen through their identities, and the shape-shifting pill was useless at all.
Su Molan looked at him awkwardly, and finally decided to pretend 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 needed, he can become a person with a very weak sense of presence.
He followed them to the depths of the desert, without asking them where they were going, why they continued to go deep into the Black Wind Desert at this time, without the slightest 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 her. Pleiades had complained to her secretly, because Pei Qiyu was here, he didn't dare to appear casually, he could only remain invisible, and even the Lingguo soup made by Brother Ning could only hide and drink, which was very aggrieved.
Seeing that the distance to the teleportation formation was getting closer and closer, Su Molan also became anxious.
That night, when they were camping and resting, Pei Qiyu sat with them in front of the fire.
Lingguo soup was boiled in the pot on the fire, and the world was so quiet as if there was only this sound.
Suddenly, Su Molan asked, "Young Master Pei, why are you being hunted down by the demon cultivator?"
Pei Qiyu looked up at her lazily, and the miserable white face was adorned with orange firelight, adding a bit of warmth, and her appearance was instantly raised, 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 and sent someone to hunt down me, the traitor?"
Su Molan looked at him without words.
She never imagined that a smart person like Pei Qiyu would do such a thing, and even let people find out. According to his style, he should not get his hands silently, and then deal with the people quietly, wait with his clean sleeves beside the Sect Master of Motianmen, and quietly watch the group of people being played by him. in 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 tense.
Su Molan was stunned for a moment, obviously Young Master Ning is a good person, why is Pei Qiyu so afraid of him?
"It's nothing, it's just a gadget. Because it was handed down from ancient times, it was regarded as a treasure by Motianmen." Pei Qiyu still said lightly, obviously not wanting to talk about it.
However, Ning Yuzhou suddenly turned into a guy who didn't know how to wink. He smiled and said lightly: "So in the eyes of your demon cultivators, the ancient palm sky mirror is actually a gadget?"
The ancient palm mirror?
Su Molan and Wen Qiao looked at Ning Yuzhou.
Pei Qiyu's face changed greatly, his eyes were cold and gloomy, and he stared at Ning Yuzhou.
Ning Yuzhou is still in that gentle and gentle appearance. He has returned to his original appearance. In Pei Qiyu's eyes, he looks like a gentle scum in sheep's clothing, which makes him very jealous.
"How do you know about the Palm Sky Mirror?" Pei Qiyu asked coldly, since the other party has already seen it, he naturally no longer hides it.
Ning Yuzhou chuckled, "The palm sky mirror is something of the demons, it's easy to identify, how could I not know it?"
There is quite a bit of disagreement about this. Is it because of the "things of the demons" that he knows, or because "it's easy to identify"?
Neither Wen Qiao nor Su Molan had such a sensitive mind, so they couldn't figure it out, but Pei Qiyu could hear a different taste. His heartstrings were 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 am curious, why you, as a demon, actually appeared in the Continent of Renxiu?"