After hearing more than two hundred kilometers, Mu Wanqing collapsed on the ground and flapped the banana leaves in his hands, "This is crazy. When I walk over, my calves will have to be amputated."
"It's a bit far. Unfortunately, we are all practicing Qi and cannot fly with swords."
Mu Wanqing pointed at a group of immortal cultivators about the same size as himself flying "swishing" above his head, "I don't believe it, they are all Foundation Establishment and above!"
Lu Junying laughed and rubbed his hands, looking like he was cash-strapped, "Why do you think our sect is so poor that we can't afford magical weapons?"
This fool! What a waste of his appearance! Thanks to him being a fool, otherwise he would have harmed many innocent boys and girls when he grew up.
Mu Wanqing looked away, trying not to let Lu Junying appear in front of her.
Before it got completely dark, the two of them found a shabby house to take shelter from the wind and rain. The cold wind at night made the dilapidated doors and windows creak, and crows sounded one after another.
Lu Junying took out the last cake from his bag and divided it into two, giving half to himself and half to Mu Wanqing, "There is only so much food. I will really have to beg for food tomorrow morning. Remember to show off your acting skills in front of the master and shout hard.
If you behave well, you might not have to worry about having enough dry food for the remaining half month."
Mu Wanqing took the cake and chewed it with some difficulty. No matter how hard it was to eat or swallow, she had to eat it tonight, otherwise she might not be able to see the sun tomorrow morning. "Don't sleep too much tonight."
Lu Junying nodded, and while munching on the cake, she quietly leaned against Mu Wanqing. It wasn't until the two of them were back to back that Lu Junying's hanging heart relaxed for a moment.
At about midnight, a cold wind blew through the crack in the door. The fireworks on the fire danced vigorously with the wind, and the light in the house dimmed and brightened.
Finally, when the last gust of cold wind blew, the fire was extinguished, and the house suddenly fell into darkness. The sound of crows entered the house from outside, and the strange cackling laughter also came from far to near.
Lu Junying held the baggage with her left hand, and held Mu Wanqing's sleeve tightly with her right hand, refusing to let go. Mu Wanqing stared at the door warily, clenching her hands into fists, and her palms were sweating nervously.
bump!
The dilapidated wooden door fell to the ground, kicking up bursts of dust, and the sticky tentacles, accompanied by the rotten smell, slid towards the two children leaning against each other.
Probably they couldn't stand the smell, so when they noticed the tentacles approaching, the two of them turned sideways to avoid the tentacles' touch.
In the darkness, only those green eyes were particularly clear.
Lu Junying found the right moment to kick open the window and take Mu Wanqing out of the house. The fresh air mixed with the rotten smell was sucked into his body, which made him feel sick to his stomach.
Mu Wanqing held Lu Junying's body and joked, "I've never heard that men can get pregnant."
"Yeah, I'm pregnant. It's yours. You have to earn the money for the milk powder from now on." Lu Junying supported her waist with one hand and covered her belly with the other, as if there was an unborn fetus there.
"Have you ever been able to fight someone with this level of blame?"
"She's pregnant with a baby! Don't let the fetal force move." Lu Junying pinched her throat and raised her orchid fingers on her hand.
"You said you were fat, and your uncle was out of breath." If he hadn't seen the green-eyed monster striding towards the two of them, Mu Wanqing would have lifted his legs to give Lu Junying a few kicks.
The green-eyed monster's body seemed to be covered with a layer of mud. Every time he took a few steps forward, the mud on his body would fall behind him.
Every time a piece of mud falls to the ground, there are always a few crows surrounding it.
Wherever there was mud, it was clearly pieces of rotten flesh.
Mu Wanqing covered her nose and mouth to dodge the monster's bad breath attack.
If she hadn't just learned how to introduce air into the body, she would have killed this thing and smoked it to the point where people would have to vomit out the whole meal.
Before Lu Junying and Mu Wanqing could take two steps, black energy wrapped around their waists and dragged them toward the monster. Four long drag marks were left on the ground. Mu Wanqing couldn't get away no matter how hard he struggled, so he had to shout for help.
, "Help, is there anyone? Auntie, I don't want to die yet!"
"Please, use your bright little head and think about it, where do these people come from in this wilderness?" Lu Junying gathered strength with both hands, grabbed the black energy hand and wrapped it in flames.
As soon as he finished speaking, a baby girl's milky voice came from outside the yard. She didn't sound very old, "Is there anyone here?"
Lu Junying's flames were not enough to break away the black energy, so she could only wave her hands and shake her head, "Here comes another one."
"There's a monster, help!" Mu Wanqing didn't care about anything else. Finding a way to survive was her only thought at the moment.
Suddenly, several flying swords flashing with dazzling white light flew from outside the courtyard, and struck accurately on the black energy wrapped around the waists of Lu Junying and Mu Wanqing, and then the soul-calming bell rang again.
The person holding the bell is a female doll, and around her waist is a green gourd engraved with scripture formations.
The green-eyed monster became much quieter under the suppression of the soul-suppressing bell. The girl took out the yellow talisman from her sleeve at the right moment and threw it out. Then she opened the gourd and the monster was easily recovered.
"I thought it was so powerful, but it turned out to be just a rotting corpse." The girl patted the gourd on her waist, "Don't worry, you two, the rotting corpse has been collected in the gourd."
"Little Junior Sister, next time you run around like this, Fifth Senior Brother and I won't take you down the mountain." Two teenagers came in, they looked about the same age as them.
Mu Wanqing knelt down in front of the baby girl, hugging her thighs with tears in her eyes, "My benefactor, thank you so much for saving my life. If it hadn't been for my benefactor's help, my senior brother and I, whose IQ is worrisome, would have died tonight."
"Um, my name is Lin Ling. I am a close disciple of the master of the Canglan Sword Sect. I don't call you a benefactor." The girl was a little embarrassed as she knelt down. "Little sister, get up quickly."
Seeing the junior sister introduce herself to her family, the two young men also raised their hands and saluted, "Canglan Sword Sect's fifth disciple (seventh disciple) Chu Yu (Fang Mu)."
"You two seem to be from the world of immortality, how could you end up here?"
Mu Wanqing sobbed, "My senior brother and I planned to go to Canglan Sword Sect to learn immortal skills. Unexpectedly, we were deceived by thieves and took money from us. We had to find a broken house in the wilderness to shelter from the wind and rain. Unexpectedly...
Such an encounter.”
"Chu expresses deep sympathy for this. We happen to be planning to return to Jianzong. If you don't mind, you two will come with us."
Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Mu Wanqing wiped away his tears and thanked him profusely.
The flying boat several hundred meters long was flying steadily in the clouds. There were many disciples surrounding the flying boat, and they were constantly admiring.
"If you go to act, the Oscar will be yours." Lu Junying put down her burdens and stood beside Mu Wanqing, "It turns out this is the feeling of flying. I have never even flown on an airplane in my previous life."
"Life depends entirely on acting." Mu Wanqing stretched out his palms and felt the refreshing breeze blowing through his fingertips, "I have never sat down in my previous life."
"May I have your name?"
"Mu Wanqing."
"The real name, to be precise, is your name in that world."
"Jiang Chi, Jiang Ziya's Jiang, Pond's Chi, what about you?"
"Lu Zechuan. Lu Junying's land, the swamp's marsh, the mountains and rivers' river." After the answer was completed, the two of them fell into silence, quietly looking at the clouds rolling in the distance.
