At the moment when the black energy enveloped the thunder and exploded, Ye Qinghuan used the thunder to prop up a protective shield and wrapped the three of them together in it.
"puff--"
The old woman almost paid the price with her life. Coupled with the convenience of this sinister place, the self-destruction was so powerful that Ye Qinghuan's protective shield could not withstand it and burst into pieces.
Ye Qinghuan spit out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, the center of the explosion was Ye Qinghuan, and Ye Qinghuan's thunder protective shield protected the shadow and Xiaoying.
Ye Qinghuan was vomiting blood, his face was pale, and the clothes on his body were in tatters. At this time, the mountain peak under Ye Qinghuan's feet had broken into pieces. There was nowhere to stay, and Ye Qinghuan's body suddenly fell down.
"Haha, you forced me to do this, go to hell now!" In the black air, the old woman's crazy and shrill scream came, looking extremely proud.
Although even if Ye Qinghuan dies, her end will be miserable, but now she can't control so much. This young man is too arrogant, pressing every step of the way, and his strength is beyond her imagination, giving her incomparable power.
pressure.
Now that this man is finally about to die, the old woman feels extremely happy. It was all because of you that she forced me to do so. Now she has finally reaped the consequences.
At this moment, the air suddenly lit up, and a white light flashed across. In the black air, the old woman's eyes widened in horror.
"Whoa!"
The flying sword instantly pierced the black air, bringing up a cloud of blood mist. The black air dissipated, and the old woman's body fell heavily to the ground. At the last moment, Ye Qinghuan killed the old woman with the flying sword.
At this time, the bodies of Ye Qinghuan, Shadow, and Xiaoying were falling rapidly. Ye Qinghuan used his last weak consciousness to control the flying sword in an attempt to save himself.
As soon as the flying sword flew into the air, Ye Qinghuan was too weak. As soon as his consciousness was broken, the flying sword fell directly. Ye Qinghuan also became more and more drowsy. He couldn't bear it anymore, and he passed out directly.
Ye Qinghuan's body fell directly to the top of the hundred-foot peak.
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When Ye Qinghuan woke up, he didn't know what time it was. Next to him was a small stream. The water was flowing, and the crisp sound gradually reached Ye Qinghuan's ears.
Ye Qinghuan opened his eyes weakly. He was too weak now and even more miserable than the last time in western Sichuan. Last time he just fell off the cliff.
But this time, before falling off the cliff, Ye Qinghuan had already been seriously injured by the explosion of evil energy. It would be really terrifying to fall down like this again.
If Ye Qinghuan's cultivation hadn't improved further than in western Sichuan, Ye Qinghuan's life might really be in danger this time.
Ye Qinghuan could have left directly before and waited for the old woman to leave before killing her. However, Ye Qinghuan did not regret it. His cultivation had been here for a long time. After this battle, he might be able to make some progress and enter the stage of Queen Wu.
As a cosmic killing god, Ye Qinghuan's every improvement in cultivation is accompanied by a journey between life and death. As long as there is a glimmer of hope for a breakthrough, he will not give up.
Especially on this earth, spiritual energy is thin and cultivation is difficult. It is even more difficult to enter the holy realm. Ye Qinghuan can only try his best.
If he really becomes the Queen of Wu, this kind of strength is believed to be at its peak in the secular world, and Ye Qinghuan will be able to be even more careless.
But now, Ye Qinghuan felt very uncomfortable. He felt that his internal organs had been damaged, as if they were broken into pieces.
Now, as long as an ordinary person passes by, he may be able to kill Ye Qinghuan, unless he activates the blood-killing bead at all costs.
"Master, are you awake?" At this time, a clear voice sounded, and then a delicate face appeared in front of Ye Qinghuan.
"Are you a shadow or a little shadow?" Ye Qinghuan asked weakly while lying on the ground.
He was unable to use his spiritual consciousness and was so weak that he couldn't tell the twin sisters apart.
"shadow."
Ye Qinghuan nodded and said no more. He was too weak now. He felt pain when he said a word, as if his chest was about to be torn apart.
Suddenly, Ye Qinghuan felt that his mouth was dry for a while. Now that his spiritual energy was gone, he could use it to save his life and repair his body. Without his spiritual energy, Ye Qinghuan would not be able to maintain a long-term state of not eating or drinking.
Suddenly, Ye Qinghuan felt a hint of sweetness on her lips. It turned out to be Shadow's white little hand holding a handful of stream water and bringing it to Ye Qinghuan's mouth.
Ye Qinghuan opened his lips slightly and let the shadow pour the stream water into his mouth.
Little by little water slowly flowed into Ye Qinghuan's mouth, which immediately made him feel better. However, when he swallowed it, he felt a little uncomfortable, and the movement of his throat made Ye Qinghuan feel a little painful.
Because too much water flowed away along the gaps between the shadow's fingers, only a little water actually flowed into Ye Qinghuan's mouth.
Tasting the taste of the stream, Ye Qinghuan wanted to drink water even more, but he didn't want to talk anymore. The question he just asked made Ye Qinghuan's chest feel like it was about to burst.
However, Shadow still understood Ye Qinghuan very well. Sure enough, clear water flowed into Ye Qinghuan's mouth again. The sweet stream made Ye Qinghuan feel comfortable.
At this moment, Ye Qinghuan suddenly felt something was wrong. His lips felt a little warm. Ye Qinghuan moved slightly, and then he saw that the shadow was feeding him water with his lips.
After all the stream water flowed into Ye Qinghuan's mouth, the shadow figure walked downstairs, picked up a puddle of water, and then drank all of it into his mouth.
Then he put his hands on the grass, aimed at Ye Qinghuan's lips, pressed them directly, and then slowly brought the water to Ye Qinghuan's mouth.
Ye Qinghuan felt a little strange.
Although this method is indeed better than using hands, there are actually many ways to solve it, such as feeding water by mouth.
However, Ye Qinghuan was lying on the ground, unable to resist. Ye Qinghuan had a strange feeling, as if someone was taking advantage of him when he was weak and unable to resist.
I am taking advantage of this opportunity to be tainted?
But fortunately, Ye Qinghuan is not a person with mental mysophobia, and he doesn't care about these things. Besides, the shadow is also very beautiful, and now Ye Qinghuan also knows that the bodies of the shadow and Xiaoying are still very clean.
If necessary, Ye Qinghuan wouldn't even mind pampering with them.
They are different from Jiang Xue and Chen Xi. Those two women paid a lot for Ye Qinghuan, which moved Ye Qinghuan a little, so he didn't want to delay them.
But Shadow is different from Xiaoying. In Ye Qinghuan's heart, they are just subordinates, nothing more. It is normal to vent to them when he needs it. Ye Qinghuan does not feel any burden in his heart.
Shadow didn't know what Ye Qinghuan was thinking now. She silently used her little mouth to put the stream water into Ye Qinghuan's mouth one by one.