(071 Encounter with the Wicked Again)

Hook Pig looked at the shoal where the nineteenth left, where Song Ruhai and Mu Tou were still sleeping soundly. If it was up to him to choose, he would not have left at all, he would have stayed and died with his brothers.

He didn't feel it deeply before, but now for the first time, he feels that the pain of others can actually be transmitted to himself completely.

And even more. At least the two guys are still asleep, and maybe they don't feel like they've been eaten. But for him, watching his brother die was a painful cone.

He somewhat blamed the Nineteenth for his decision.

The two guys were quickly surrounded by a large horde of undead creatures.

The strange thing is that they do not eat, but like drinking water, crouching next to a few people who have passed out, desperately licking the yang energy on these people.

There was no damage to their flesh at all, and even the "innate tree body" of the wood did not perceive any danger and did not activate it at all. They just become more and more tired and sleepy as the yang energy is lost, as if they have fallen into a quagmire.

They're dead!, Hook Pig thought desperately. But all this blame is meaningless on the head of the nineteenth. And he couldn't do anything about it.

These undead don't need flesh and blood, they don't need food. They have long since died, but their souls are entangled by this Xuanyin Qi, locked in this body that has long turned into white bones and cannot leave, enjoying the pain of cold and loneliness all day long. The only thing they need is yang. Yang energy enters the body, as warm as daylight, allowing them to regain a trace of the feeling they once lived.

But it's just a slight illusion. No matter how much Yang Qi they absorbed, it would not fill their lonely bodies and souls.

Hook Pig doesn't know any of this. He didn't look in that direction again.

Star ...... Star ......" He looked at the stars in the sky, but unfortunately the nineteenth could not hear his reminder.

This time, not only Song Ruhai and Mu are finished, but even the nineteenth is also dangerous.

Overhead, five huge stars came from the east and were rapidly approaching.

The nineteenth stupid guy didn't look up at the sky at all. Maybe she won't notice it when she sees it, and she won't have any associations when she does. She is focused on only one thing, and that is to protect her master. At this moment, she seemed to have lost her soul and completely turned into a puppet like the sword puppet on the rope bridge.

Although she was carrying a hook pig on her back, the sharpness of the heavenly machine in her hand did not weaken a point, and the cold light came, and the blood stained the river.

She didn't choose to go back the way she came. The stream where they once flowed is now full of undead monsters. It looks like a swarm of ants, and it makes people feel numb. Instead, he continued to move forward against the current, and it stands to reason that he was going in a closer direction to the Extreme Underworld Grass, but there were fewer such undead creatures. Although there are, they are not so much.

The nineteenth consciousness is very simple, go wherever it seems safe. She doesn't have a concept of a real enemy location.

Star ...... Star ......" Hook Pig is still persistently reminding her. But his voice was too soft. Hook Pig had no choice, tried to get close to her ear, opened his mouth to speak, but touched her earlobe.

A tingling sensation that she had never felt before came from the nineteenth ear perpendicular to her heart, making her heart tremble, and she felt her hairs stand on end.

"What a strange feeling...... "Nineteenth wondered in his heart. Sometimes those monsters bite her, and the sharp pain is not even so light to the touch.

But Hook Pig still didn't say anything. He gave up.

Nineteen didn't have time to think too much. The Song Ruhai and the wood on the shallows attract the vast majority of the undead. Her stress was greatly reduced, but her nerves were still tense. Every now and then, a monster still jumps up on the surface of the water, making her another killer.

But what was even more terrifying was that the cold qi in this water had been absorbing the pure yang aura in her body. This river is like a bottomless cold cave, and the yang energy in the body is sucked into it, and it suddenly disappears without a trace. A feeling of sleepiness also came over her.

And the water is so cold, it feels even colder than ice water. Even with the Immortal Tree Essence Body, the Nineteenth couldn't help but tremble slightly.

If it were an ordinary human being, under the impact of this feeling of sleepiness and coldness, coupled with the rivers and canyons with almost no end in sight, the laziness and despair in his heart would be enough for him to give up and sleep directly in this water.

But in the nineteenth divine setting, there is no such thing as laziness at all. She doesn't seek comfort, she doesn't fear the cold, and she doesn't need any hope at all.

She was covered in blood, and she kept walking along the river, God blocked and killed God, and Buddha blocked and killed Buddha.

Even if the river has no end at all.

Even if the end of the river is the Netherworld.

She doesn't stop at all.

She only protects her master.

Even if the master must die, it must be after her death.

It was a setting that was carved into the depths of her divine consciousness by the old monster Park Laojiu. Without these settings, she would not be the ninteenth.

Even in her half-asleep, Hook Pig could feel her iron will.

"This girl has only built a triple foundation, and she has been carrying a person on her back in the bitter cold water for almost an hour!"

On the cliffs in the canyon, there was a man who couldn't help but say.

"Hehe, what if you can go on it for a year. It's not like it's going to be in our hands. The other man said with a squint.

"Does she have any secret technique that happens to be compatible with the bitter cold water!" Long Wu was still a little dismissive. With his Taoism and the Black Wind Sword, he couldn't do it if he had to hold out in this water for so long. Otherwise, he would have crossed this bitter cold water to capture Lan Ruoshuang. But Lan Ruoshuang can come and go freely. The triple realm of the green-eyed girl in front of him makes people know at a glance that it is one weight lower than Lan Ruoshuang, and he will never believe that the other party has relied on his strength to walk so far in this bitter cold water.

She was still carrying a man on her back - which made him unable to suppress the jealousy in his heart.

"Boss, there is still half a mile away, and it is Sleepy Dragon Beach. Are you going to take her down there?"

"Nonsense. Long Wu waved the Black Wind Sword in his hand, his face wrinkled, "No one is allowed to touch this woman." Be careful, don't kill her. ”

"Boss, rest assured. ”

The five of them set off in high spirits.

The Nineteenth is still struggling to walk. Tell her that every step is an ordeal, especially with a hook pig on her back. She also felt that the hook pig's body was getting heavier and heavier. It was a sign of her physical exhaustion.

After hesitating, she ate another Pure Yang Pill. Just in the midst of the bloody battle, if it wasn't for the support of constantly eating Pure Yang Pill, she couldn't have lasted so long. It's just that there are only three of the dozen or so Pure Yang Pills left in the blink of an eye. If these things run out, her master will also be in danger, which is unacceptable to her.

The water in front of me is widening. On the left, it becomes a shallow lake, but there are many metasequoia trees growing in the lake, and even a strange grove. The leaves of this metasequoia tree do not look green, but instead glow silver in the starlight, and are reflected in the water, forming a silver lake as bright as snow. A cold aura emanates from these leaves, absorbing the yang energy around them like a whirlpool.

At the very center of the woods is probably the Extreme Grass.

The nineteenth turned his head to the right, and there was a gentle riverbank, which looked nothing out of the ordinary.

If Hook Pig had not chosen to enter the canyon and walked along the cliff above the canyon, he would have come here sooner or later. They suffer from being too unfamiliar with the terrain.

But although this is a shallow lake, it is a forbidden place that Long Wu and others have not been able to cross for a month. The so-called "Sleepy Dragon Beach" is aptly named.

The name comes from a boulder standing on the shore with the words "Sleepy Dragon" engraved in cursive script. These two words are like flying, vigorous and powerful. The boulders are natural, and there are no traces of carving. The handwriting is natural, as if it is a sharp and true breath.

But for the nineteenth, that's just a word. It's good that she is literate.

There are two sentences under "Sleepy Dragon".

"The extreme grass is sleepy and fierce, and it has been passed down through the ages. ”

The nineteenth didn't understand its meaning, and he didn't bother to understand it. She finally made it to the shore. The shore was a mess of rocks, and though the stones were hard, they were warm to her. That feeling of constant leakage of yang energy is finally gone. In this case, the owner should gradually recover.

The nineteenth put down the hook pig and laid it on this warm stone. The warmth of the stone is, of course, an illusion. She had just come out of the icy water and felt like everything was warm.

The hook pig looked ugly. Pale and somewhat black. It's cold to the touch. He seemed more awake than he had been and could speak, but his whole body still couldn't move.

"Nineteenth, be careful......" Hook Pig finally said clearly, "Look at the stars overhead, there is an ambush!"

It is almost impossible to ambush on the second floor of the tower. Qin Zunyang wanted his disciples to duel fairly and compete for the spirit seed, so he set up those stars in the sky to guide the way. As soon as you look up, everyone can see each other's presence. The Hook Pig had been staring at the men for most of the day, and they had been persistently following the nineteenth walk above the canyon, with obvious ill intentions. The Nineteenth only raised his head for the first time at this time. But by this time she could already feel someone approaching behind her.

"Who is it?" the nineteenth turned his head suddenly, and the heavenly machine was thrown away. But the figure behind him flashed, and it had disappeared behind a boulder. The silver cone of heavenly machines slammed into the boulder with a thud.

"Pure Yang Palm!" Before the nineteenth could turn around, a Pure Yang Palm slammed into his back behind him.

Even if her strength was two times higher than her and there were a large number of people, Long Wu didn't dare to underestimate this woman who had been walking in the bitter cold water for almost an hour. He deliberately let people attract the attention of the other party from behind first, and then slammed it himself. With the power of divine consciousness that is twice higher, it really hits with one blow.